The eight-legged demon dragon after being seriously injured was naturally not Jun Haotian's opponent.

Jun Haotian showed no mercy, and directly and ruthlessly killed the eight-legged demon dragon.

Subsequently, Jun Haotian prepared to take out the eight-legged demon dragon's demon pill and essence blood.

Swish!

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded in the forest sea.

Hearing this voice, the hairs on Jun Haotian's whole body stood on end in vain, and he was cold all over his body.

The next moment, Jun Haotian suddenly turned around and looked behind him.

Whew!

I saw a series of crimson arrow shadows suddenly burst out from the dark forest sea, and the target was directly aimed at Jun Haotian's vital point.

"Look for death!"

Seeing this scene, Jun Haotian's face was difficult to see, and the strength of the True Yuan Triple Realm all exploded.

The next moment, Jun Haotian held the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, and swung a few sword lights at these arrow shadows.

Bang Bang!

Suddenly, the sound of gold and iron sounded in the jungle.

Jun Haotian danced the Qingfeng Ancient Sword, and suddenly countless sword shadows blocked this space.

Airplanes!

At this moment, a neat bowstring sound sounded in the dark forest sea.

The next moment, countless arrows broke through the air again, turning into a boundless rain of arrows and sweeping towards Jun Haotian.

Jun Haotian's eyes flickered with coldness, and the next moment, his figure teleported over like a ghost, and the majestic true yuan in his body surged out.

At the same time, the Qingfeng Ancient Sword in Jun Haotian's hand swung wildly, bringing up an overwhelming sword shadow.

The shadow of the sword collided like a hurricane with a rain of arrows!

Bell!

The furious and matchless sword light suddenly set off a storm on the ground, and the entire ground was covered with dense sword marks.

The rain of arrows in the sky was blocked by Jun Haotian, Jun Haotian looked at the arrows all over the ground, and his face showed the extreme coldness.

"Who the hell is going to kill me!"

The next moment, Jun Haotian's figure flashed, his wings spread, and he actually went directly towards the dark forest sea.

"This guy must have been seriously injured in a battle with the eight-armed dragon, as long as he is killed, the body of this eight-armed dragon will be ours!"

In the dark forest sea, a True Yuan Realm first-class martial artist stared at the corpse of the eight-legged demon dragon in the distance, his eyes were hot.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and concentrate your fire. ”

At this time, a thin young man next to him shouted.

Immediately after, the young man quickly pulled up the bowstring, and six scarlet arrows shot out in a volley, dragging the scarlet blood light of the debut path, pointing directly at Jun Haotian's vital point.

An endless rain of arrows swept down in midair, and the sharp sound of breaking wind continued.

These people are all wearing uniform clothes, but they are disciples of the Sun Shooting Sect around Peng Demon City, and they are all archers!

At this moment, the faces of these Sun Shooting Sect disciples were all excited.

The True Yuan Realm disciple who spoke up earlier spoke up again, "As long as we get this eight-armed demon dragon corpse, then this ruin will be worth our trip!"

At this moment, a white-clothed figure broke into their sight like an immortal.

Seeing Jun Haotian, the young man was stunned, and a sneer appeared on his face: "You dare to rush over, it's just looking for death, hurry up, increase the firepower, and give me a death fix!"

Whew!Whew!

The scarlet arrow shadow was like a poisonous snake dispatching, pointing directly at Jun Haotian's vital point.

But Jun Haotian's speed is like lightning, and he can skillfully dodge deadly arrows every time.

"Senior Brother Xiao, this guy is so fast. ”

"What a terrifying reaction, to be able to survive under such a rain of arrows. ”

"Don't sigh, concentrate. ”

Hearing this, a solemnity appeared in Senior Brother Xiao's eyes, and he said coldly.

I was secretly frightened in my heart: "This guy is worthy of being able to kill the eight-armed evil dragon, and his strength is really terrifying, but now that I am in the dark, you can only regret dying in my hands." ”

After speaking, three blood-red arrows suddenly appeared in Senior Brother Xiao's hand.

The three arrows were crystal clear, as if blood was flowing inside.

Stroking the three arrows, a trace of pain flashed in Senior Brother Xiao's eyes.

But when he looked at Jun Haotian, his expression became indifferent again: "These three Blood Soul Arrows cost me tens of thousands of contribution points in exchange, I don't believe that under the Blood Soul Sword, you can still be safe and sound!"

Whew!Whew!

Three unique arrows burst out in the rain of arrows, as if tearing through the void air in front of them, and the terrifying strength actually made the surrounding forest sea tremble slightly.

Senior Brother Xiao clasped his hands tightly, as long as one of these three arrows hit Jun Haotian and made Jun Haotian show his flaws, then Jun Haotian would definitely die.

Three scarlet arrow shadows came across the void, Jun Haotian stepped forward gently, and the sword peak turned slightly.

The Qingfeng Ancient Sword was handed out like a broken bamboo, and three sword shadows faintly flickered.

In an instant, there were several swords, and Jun Haotian's control of the Nine Tribulations Sword Technique was already superb, and the incomparable sword qi directly collided with the three arrows.

Clang!

An astonishing strong wind swept out, and the ground under Jun Haotian's feet immediately collapsed one layer.

Jun Haotian's whole person shot straight forward with the momentum of Wan Jun, and the Qingfeng Ancient Sword in his hand danced with a sword flower, directly lifting the ground dirt into the air, and the sand and dust rolled and rose to the sky.

Senior Brother Xiao frowned slightly, he didn't expect Jun Haotian to be able to dodge so easily.

The tumbling sand and dust completely covered Jun Haotian's figure, and the young man said categorically: "Withdraw!"

"Withdraw, Senior Brother Xiao, just give up this mouth-to-mouth meat so easily?" the disciple of the Sun Shooting Sect who spoke out was a little unwilling.

"If you don't want to die, evacuate quickly. ”

Senior Brother Xiao said coldly, turned around and was about to evacuate, but was shocked to see a white-clothed figure appear in his sight like a ghost.

The delicate face with a bright smile made him feel a chill: "When did he appear." ”

"Who are you? ”

Jun Haotian showed a bright smile at the young man, but there was a cold killing intent in his black eyes: "I shouldn't have offended you!"

"That...... Your Excellency, we are disciples of the Sun Shooting Sect, this is a misunderstanding, I thought you were one of our enemies...... So......" Senior Brother Xiao said embarrassedly, squeezing out a slight smile on his stiff face.

"Really? It was a misunderstanding!"

Hearing this, Jun Haotian's long black hair danced wildly in the wind, and the light seeping out of his eyes was like a blade pressing towards the young man.

Shout!

The sound of the sword roared loudly!

The next moment, when Jun Haotian raised his hand, the Qingfeng Ancient Sword was slightly raised, and it was lightly handed out like a swimming dragon, directly taking the throat of a disciple of the Sun Shooting Sect.

Like the fall of the stars, the momentum of Wan Jun is vividly reflected in Jun Haotian's sword, only to see the sword light swaying slightly, and a miserable scream immediately resounded through the mountains and forests.

Blood splattered wildly, and the slightly unwilling Sun Shooting Sect disciple fell to the ground and died.

"I'm sorry, this is also a misunderstanding!"

Jun Haotian stepped on the blood water, indifferently wiped the blood stains flowing on the blade, and continued to walk forward, his voice with a unique rhythm, which made Senior Brother Xiao's face change slightly.

At this moment, Jun Haotian's slender and thin figure was like a demon god in the eyes of the disciples of the Sun Shooting Sect.

"Little junior brother. ”

Seeing the tragic death of this disciple of the Sun Shooting Sect, the rest of the people let out angry roars, and their eyes were red: "Damn, if you senior brothers have a kind, you will avenge the little junior brother, no matter how strong he is, there is only one person after all, I don't believe that our entire team will not be able to kill him." ”

"yes, I don't believe he could kill our entire team by himself. ”

These Sun Shooting Sect disciples let out a low roar from their mouths, but after all, no one took the lead.