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Liao Jie is retreating, and the speed is very fast, but after all, it is not as fast as the streamer short sword.

But Liao Jie's mind was not on the short sword, but drifted to the old man in the distance.

Since the cultivation spell that the old man cast did not come from the Xuanjian Sect or the Dao Tomb, there was only one source.

Jiuli Academy!!!

So he should still have arrows.

With a scream, the long knife suddenly came into hand. Looking at the short sword less than a foot away in front of his eyebrows, Liao Jie's gaze was as soft as silk.

The long sword is faster, so when the short sword advances again, the long knife has already blocked the way of the short sword.

The old man's expressionless face suddenly froze, his face was also very pale, and he looked very struggling, and he raised his right arm with difficulty, and his movements seemed extremely slow. A wooden bow appeared on his right hand.

Pulling strings, archery, the whole process is inexplicably smooth and fast, not at all like the speed that the old man should have.

But it was so incredible that the arrow made of unknown material was shot majestically.

The momentum was even greater than that of the dagger, and it even left a series of explosions in the air.

Liao Jie pushed the long knife, and the short sword seemed to have no power to resist and was instantly knocked away, and Liao Jie's figure only paused slightly before flying into the sky.

The arrow was a fast arrow, so there was almost no trace in the eyes of the soldiers, and it appeared in front of Liao Jie in the next moment.

Feeling the oppressive force brought by the tearing feeling of the air coming from the arrow, Liao Jie's breathing seemed to be tense.

But the movements of his hands did not pause for a moment, and the long knife danced, enclosing the half foot in front of him into an impermeable wall, overflowing with spirit, standing in the air, majestic.

Countless soldiers couldn't help but stop the fight in their hands, and were attracted by the sight in the sky that they could remember for a lifetime, but only Liao Jie knew in his heart that these might not be able to stop the old man's attack. So his face was extremely solemn.

Bang.......

The arrow light has arrived, and it collides with the sword light without exception.

After the confusion of the two-colored essence flew away, a figure fell from the sky, like a lifeless fallen leaf, falling aimlessly.

Bi Kongqing nervously looked at the place where Liao Jie fell, the corners of his eyes kept twitching, and everyone's eyes seemed to be looking at the place where Liao Jie fell, even the old man was no exception.

After quickly stopping the bleeding for the coachman in front of him, he looked at the place where the smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

It's a pity that it doesn't seem to turn out the same as the old man imagined.

Because he saw the shadow that gradually stood up in the smoke and dust.

He slowly stood up, with an empty scabbard on his shoulder, and everyone had time to look at his face, but unfortunately his appearance was not handsome at this time, because countless tiny blood beads seeped out from the pores of his face and hands, turning him into a bloody man with a terrifying face, and some parts of the black robe had also been infiltrated by blood, and it seemed that the body covered by the clothes was like a face and hands exposed to the outside, and it was also covered with those small blood beads.

Liao Jie raised his sleeves and wiped the blood and sweat on his eyebrows, looked at the old man in the carriage, looked at the wooden bow in the old man's hand, and sighed in a low voice: "Since the predecessors of Jiuli Academy also need to use such despicable means to win?" ”

"As long as I can beat you quickly, it doesn't matter what method you use. ”

After a little silence, Liao Jie said angrily: "It's my honor to say this." Thank you seniors for your love. ”

"You're not bad, it's just that I'm going to take your life today. The old man squinted his eyes and looked at Liao Jie carefully, and then said in a slightly regretful tone.

"Oh, I heard the tone of my senior's voice, as if he was very confident. Even if you defeat me, you won't necessarily be able to kill me. After saying this, Liao Jie began to cough violently. There was a bit of blood on the robe on his body again.

"It's not that troublesome, I can kill you without defeating you. ”

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint my seniors. ”

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, or rather it was unexpected by everyone.

The fallen leaves in the sky danced rapidly beside the big tree, and Liao Jie's blood-soaked robe suddenly swelled sharply, and the blood that had not yet completely coagulated turned into countless dry powders in this instant, turning into ashes under this agitated spirit!

"This ............" was beyond the expectations of everyone in the audience, and even more unexpected by the old man in the carriage, he looked at Liao Jie, who had no strength to fight again in his judgment, and his tone was mixed with incredulity, because he felt that the momentum coming from Liao Jie's body seemed to be much, much stronger than just now.

Liao Jie slowly raised his right arm, pointed at the old man in the carriage from afar, and said indifferently: "Arrogance is the biggest misjudgment you made in this battle. ”

When the words fell, a light suddenly burst out on his right hand, only to hear him snort, the light was great, like a bright moon descending on Liao Jie's arm in advance on this upcoming night, and then a long knife finally revealed his true face in the bright moon, in a loud sound that was enough to shock the heavens and the earth, it suddenly accelerated, turning into a light whistling out, stabbing straight at the coachman's face!

The two reckless soldiers screamed and pounced on Liao Jie, but before they could take two steps, they stumbled and fell on the fallen leaves, and the weapons in their hands also shook out.

The old man didn't have long to prepare.

When he saw Liao Jie raising his hand and felt bad, he watched the other party's every move vigilantly, moving his body slowly, looking for the best position.

When Liao Jie began to absorb the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into his body, and the fallen leaves in the forest danced wildly, he had already raised the seemingly ordinary wooden bow in his hand and aimed at the other party.

The right arm was forced, and the bowstring was violently pulled apart, like a full moon, and the tenacious bowstring withstood a huge force, making a buzzing sound, and the arrow on the string trembled slightly, and then quickly became calm, like a snake waiting to be ejected.

When the long knife flew out, the middle index finger of the old man's right hand loosened slightly, the stabilizer on the bowstring was twisted, the bowstring buzzed and bounced back, and an iron arrow shot out like electricity, penetrating several fallen leaves, and rushing straight into his chest.

Buzz!

The bowstring vibrated rapidly, and the black arrow feather remnant moved forward like lightning, piercing the fallen leaves, tearing through the night, and reaching the coachman's chest before the long knife reached his door!

Before the coachman could react, the long knife had already pierced through, blood poured out, and the coachman fell down on the wheels of the carriage in such a shocking way that the coachman who fell under the carriage did not even have time to close his eyes.

This cultivator, who was not weak in the first place, could only fight back in front of the powerhouses of the Zhiwei realm.

The long knife did not stop, but it was slightly blocked by the flesh and blood, so the iron arrow arrived first.

Liao Jie didn't hide, and a ball of body protection essence suddenly gathered on his chest,

Under Liao Jie's robe is a set of precision soft armor, with a muffled sound, the essence of the body protection is shattered in response, the iron arrow pierces his chest, the arrow is very weirdly rotating at high speed, I don't know how many times faster than the ordinary feather arrow, the sharp cluster blade instantly tore the robe and squeezed into the tiny gap of the light armor!

The feather arrow entered the flesh for three points, and the blood began to appear.

Liao Jie still didn't pay attention to it, and didn't even look down, the tiny beads of blood on his face flowed into a stream, and a sad Sichuan character was written on his frowning brow.

The arrow hurts to get into the body, but it doesn't die, so what?

Because at this time, he only had a knife in his eyes, and although it was not in his hand, it belonged to him.

At this time, the old man only had a wooden bow in his hand, so when the long knife came to him with the momentum of wind and rain, his old face looked slightly flustered.

The wooden bow was just a wooden bow, so the bow shattered after a series of extremely piercing blade collisions suddenly sounded.

The long knife is against the string.

I don't know what material the bowstring is actually several times tougher than the bow. After a few arguments, it was stretched into an extremely thin line.

The long knife kept going, still heading towards the old man's chest, but it was much slower than before. But it's still moving.

Three-inch, two-inch...... One inch.

It wasn't until the cold air from the tip of the knife approached the old man's body and was about to pierce his chest that the old man's eyes finally revealed unprecedented fear.