Watching Heng Qianqiu teach the soldiers of the desire realm to forget their business, they couldn't help but hear it. At this moment, an arrow suddenly flew out from the nearby peak, galloping like a meteor, whistling past.

Sensing the flying arrows rushing overhead, Heng Qianqiu's expression suddenly changed greatly, let go of the Desire Realm soldier in his hand, and roared angrily to the sky: "Okay, you arrow, small change account, this overlord has not yet settled accounts with you, you dare to appear in front of me!"

The hatred fire was injected into the body of the spear, and Heng Qianqiu slammed it, sweeping the people and horses of the desire realm on his side to the ground, like a reckless bull, his eyes were red, and he quickly rushed to the place where the arrow came from.

"It's the ...... of Jianyi"

Although the Bodhi bow fell into the hands of Wen Renran, Hou Jiuling killed the blood change with his exquisite archery skills, and was taken away by the ghost Yin The eye of the blood change, this revenge still fell on the head of the arrow for no reason. And whether it is to defeat Bo Xun's body or seal Bo Xun, Heng Qianqiu and Jian Yi cannot be lost. Hearing that Renran's mind changed, he made a false move with his backhand, and under the cover of the Heavenly Sword Curtain, he followed closely behind.

At the top of the eastern peak of Wuhua Mountain, the first arrow of the arrow is not arrogant or impatient, and the bow is like a full moon again, concentrating, aiming at the fierce battle in the distance, and there is a sharp arrow on the string. It's a pity that the arrow wound can't get off the string, and the mad demon has already come to the front with anger.

"Jianyi, this overlord never thought of making trouble with you, but you killed my little change, is it really easy to bully this overlord?"

"Yokochiaki, what are you talking about?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid, a small change is to die under your arrows, I will never be mistaken! Today, this overlord must stick a gun into your death!"

The red hair is flamboyant, the bearing is open, the archery master is unknown, and he is calm and calm. The eye-piercing spear kicked dust into the air, knowing that the great power of the thousands of years is rare in the world, Jian Yi was unwilling to lightly pinch his edge, and hurriedly kicked the ground and flashed sideways, puzzled and said, "What do you mean?"

"Hmph, my precious blood has become miserable, and you are still pretending to be garlic. ”

"Joke, the blood change has nothing to do with me, so why should I bother myself?"

"The arrow wound is clearly yours!"

Heng Qianqiu was very determined, Jian Yi was slightly suspicious when he heard this, remembering the feelings of the ancestor of the moon in the past, and said in his heart: "I have always stayed in Baibu Rock and never went out, and the blood change is not killed by me." ”

"What do you say about the wound? kill the blood change and take away its eyes and horns, and now you are still quibbling, this overlord hates this kind of villain the most. ”

"Hmm...... The horn of the blood change is not my doing, but I will give you an explanation. But until then, do you want to stand by and watch the Heavenly Danger?" The matter of the blood change can be confirmed by Jiu Ling, Jian Yi did not care about it, shook his head and said.

Seeing Jian Yi's denial one after another, although Heng Qianqiu was a muddy person, he pondered that according to his past cognition, Jian Yi was not the kind of villain who was full of lies, so he put down the tip of the gun pointed at Jian Yi. I didn't think that Jian Yi's words turned around and mentioned Zhutian, Heng Qianqiu was shocked, and asked, "What's wrong with my stupid apprentice?"

"I'm dying. ”

This time he took action to uproot the demon leader, Jian Yi was only to repay the favor of Fengling Island, and he didn't have a good impression of Zhu Tian himself, so he replied with a cold face.

"What? Who dares to touch my stupid apprentice!"

"Why don't you say that the skills of Zhutian are not as good as people?"

A light laugh suddenly came from his ears, Heng Qianqiu turned around and glared at the visitor, and shouted angrily: "Hmph, although the stupid apprentice's kung fu is much worse than mine, how many people in the world can kill him?"

"Oh, why don't you go and see it yourself? It's clear whether it's life or death. ”

"Wow wow, wow, I'm really!"

was made up and down by Wen Renran, but he was worried about life and death, and he couldn't have a seizure, so he had to drill down the mountain again. Wen Renran did not stop him, and let him go sideways. The distance between the two places is not far, but calculate the time, unless the arrow Yi leads the bow to help, there is no way to go for Zhutian.

"Archer Arrow?"

"Your Excellency?"

"Do you still remember the explanation of Ancestor Huanyue back then?" Turning into a treasure box containing a Bodhi bow, Wen Ren looked at Jian Yi and asked.

Seeing what was in Renran's hand, Jian Yi's face immediately became much less vigilant, and he replied solemnly: "...... How dare Jianyi forget the words of his predecessors? However, if you have something important to discuss with me, please wait for me to finish the responsibility at hand. ”

"Well, you have to do it?"

"This is the promise of the world!"

Jianyi's promise will definitely be fulfilled, and it is impossible to persuade him to give up dealing with the Demon Leader. It's just that at the moment, the demon world is cooperating with the righteous path movements, and losing too many manpower will inevitably seem to be suspected of being used by oneself, Wen Renran can only sigh and say: "Wen Renran understands." But again, if you want to shoot an arrow to kill the Demon Leader at this time, you must pass my level first. ”

"Hmm...... Please. ”

Head to head, life and death. The man without a double bow was fearless, and his feet kept retreating dozens of feet, widening the distance between the two. The wind blows fiercely, and people are unmoved. As a good archer, Jianyi's eyes are tightly focused, his pupils are penetrating, and his momentum is compelling. As a drop of sweat lowered the dust, Jian Yi's expression changed instantly, and the bow of the Shen Waist Hui Qi was full of strings, and the arrow light seemed to be invisible like a phantom, drilling into the clouds without a trace, and shooting out.

Arrows are rare in the world with precision, and their penetrating power should not be underestimated. It's just that without the cooperation of Tianjun Silk and Bodhi Bow, Jianyi's strength is still not enough to threaten people.

And pointed forward to send it, split the whirling arrow qi, undefeated and did not try to hurt the enemy, Wen Renran's body was like a light smoke instantaneous, pulling out a long phantom in the air, quickly approaching the arrow, but the sword was more in front, and the sword fell into a sword.

"Offended. ”

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The boundless wind, the happy sword taste, and a sword duel on the phoenix-shaped mountain have reached a critical moment. The battle situation is clear, the sun is low and the clouds are sweeping the sky, all things are rising, and the sword of victory is approaching.

"Howling winds. ”

The long-entangled situation is exchanged for a hearty battle today, and the flying hem of the clothes rolls the magic sword, and the unfathomable speed of the wind makes a peerless sword. The wild demonic qi matched the unrestrained speed, and the demonic sword suddenly broke away from the hem of the clothes and fell into the palm of the wind scar, floating out of the move.

"It's like autumn. ”

The speed of the two of them is rarely matched, and in just a few moments, there have been more than 100 moves and thousands of swords, and each of them is sweating. However, even if the fight rises, Yi Qiunian is still as carefree and chic as ever. In the wind of pleasure, there is a vigorous autumn that is difficult to peel off!

The white shadow pierced down, cold as the snow of midwinter. Qiu Jian replied, like a willow swinging clearly. The disintegrating sword qi instantly destroyed the mountain wall of the Extreme Eye. Unrestrained, proving the top of the sword, can you know your own geometry?

In a form of tens of millions, Yi Qiu Nian saw the opportunity to finger the power, and at the moment of the spine of the Demon Flow Sword, a sword whimper suddenly sounded. The Demon Flow Sword, which has accompanied the Wind Scar to test the sword so far, is actually embarrassing the power of the fierce battle between the two sides, and in the battle, it has entered the end of the sword, and the disintegration is imminent.

"Old friend, do you want to fight?"

"The last sword. ”

The cold wind reveals an imperceptible loneliness. It is a remembrance, a commemoration, two clones suddenly appeared around the body of the scar of the wind, one black and one white, and then instantly melted into the body, and the demonic qi accompanied by the boundless sword intent rushed into the sky, and the extreme move of the three-body joint attack will come out.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a familiar demonic aura was annihilated. And at the moment when the wind scar lost his mind, the strength in his hand inadvertently leaked a little more, and the Demon Flow Sword was finally overwhelmed, turned into fragments in the sky, and dissipated in the wind that blew sharply on the top of the mountain.

"Zhutian is dead. ”

"The way to fight for glory is his choice, his life is in his hands, and there is no complaint if he fails. "The death of a close friend, the regret of the swordfall, but the scar of the wind seems to be unmoved, as if it is calm and indifferent.

Yi Qiunian asked, "What are you going to do in the future? Born as his best friend, won't you avenge him?"

After a moment of silence, the Trace of the Wind asked without answering: "Looking for revenge, will it be your expectation?"

"The martial arts turmoil is endless, the grievances and grievances in the rivers and lakes are entangled, and even you and I are difficult to stay out of it. Naturally, I hope that our friendship will be the same as it was at the beginning. ”

"Oh, this friendship...... Friend or foe?"

"It's a good opponent, and it's a confidant that is hard to find in this life. ”

"Reminiscing about the autumn year, we'll see you again in the future. ”

The friendship with Zhutian has changed from a sincere friendship to the use of fetters. And the sword that he calculated with each other earlier was not a pure foundation of friendship, but it was only at this moment that it became true.

When the wind rises in autumn, is it autumn remnant, or is the wind sad? The sun sinks and the moon rises, who can last forever? A faint smile fell in the wind, and the white-clothed swordsman got a satisfied answer, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Wind Scars ......"

The sighs are complex and indescribable, and the people who stay in place have a lot of thoughts in their minds. After a while, Yi Qiunian settled down and felt inexplicably uncomfortable: "The knife that wants to grow old and Shu Lao's spell cooperate with each other, and it is invincible, this feeling is ...... Did you say something unexpected?"