Seeing that the annoying red-clothed imp took advantage of the complex terrain of the woods to hide and make himself unable to catch up, the old man in gray finally lost his patience.

The gray-clothed old man roared angrily, and a huge seven-pointed star array suddenly appeared under his feet, and the seven horns on it corresponded to the seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and rainbow.

At this moment, above the orange star horn, a five-meter-tall grizzly bear shadow man stood up and let out a roar that shook the mountains and forests, and at the same time, a rich gray light suddenly lit up on the old man's feet.

"Look at my orange spirit combat skills, the brute bear shakes the mountain!"

As soon as the old man in gray spoke, he raised his foot and stomped heavily on the ground, only to hear a huge explosion, and a large pit with a diameter of ten meters suddenly appeared on the ground.

However, the figure of the old man in gray rose into the sky like a cannonball, and landed steadily not far in front of him after passing Ying Ziyu, blocking all his way.

Ying Ziyu's heart sank, and his footsteps stopped.

"Hahaha! You little ant run again!"

The old man in gray laughed wildly, then his eyes were fierce, and he roared again: "Look at my wild bear shaking the mountain!"

Ying Ziyu only heard a loud bang, centered on the gray-clothed old man, and the ground within a radius of ten meters under his feet exploded instantly, and for a while dust flew and rocks splashed.

And Ying Ziyu happened to be standing about ten meters away from the old man in gray.

Ying Ziyu only felt a huge impact force invading from the soles of his feet, rushing up along his legs, and the whole person was directly shocked and flew out, hitting a big tree.

"Hiss!" Ying Ziyu sat weakly on the ground with his back against the tree, a trace of blood had overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his legs were numb and aching.

If he had stood a few steps closer to the old man in gray just now, he would have lost his legs.

"You run again! ha!"

The old man in gray saw Ying Ziyu sitting on the ground as if he had lost his ability to move, and stood condescendingly in a small dirt bag a few meters away from Ying Ziyu, and the wild laughter that came out of his mouth was extremely unpleasant.

"Do you really think that female doll can run away?" the old man in gray looked at Ying Ziyu with a playful expression.

When Ying Ziyu heard this, he recalled that when he was listening to the conversation between the two scouts, they seemed to have mentioned something about the first and second squads, and reacted instantly.

Suddenly there was a calculation in his mind, Ying Ziyu grabbed a stone with his left hand and hid it behind him without a trace, and his fingers danced quickly.

In order to hide the movement behind him from being noticed, Ying Ziyu smiled casually on his face: "No wonder you dare to spend it here with me, it turns out that there is another accomplice!"

Seeing that Ying Ziyu could still be so indifferent at this moment, the old man in gray suddenly felt uncomfortable: "You are now a plaything in my palm, how can you still laugh like this? I don't want you to laugh, I want to see you cry!"

The old man in gray said gloomily, and began to approach Ying Ziyu step by step, with a sickly smile on his zombie-like face: "You first mocked me, and then played me like a monkey repeatedly. Now I want you to go through the torture of life before you die!"

After that, the old man in gray had already come to within five steps of Ying Ziyu.

"Do you recognize this bow?"

Ying Ziyu pointed to the pitch-black longbow beside him and said calmly.

"That big man! That guy is usually precious, and he doesn't want anyone to touch it. But now that he's dead, this broken bow hasn't belonged to someone else!" said the old man in gray disdainfully.

"Do you know what strength he has?" asked Ying Ziyu again.

"A three-grade martial artist, but a martial artist cultivates vitality, and today's world is full of Xuanyuan in heaven and earth, and the vitality has long been extremely thin, so his words on combat power are just equivalent to orange spirits. I'm not the same as him, but I'm a genuine Huang Lu, and my strength is a big realm higher than him!"

The old man in gray was extremely proud in the end.

"Then do you know how I, a nobody who is neither a cultivator nor a martial artist, killed a third-grade martial artist like him?" Ying Ziyu said, with a deliberately unpredictable smile on his face.

"Isn't it because you still have some powerful secret treasure?" the old man in gray sneered.

"Exactly!" Ying Ziyu said, reaching out and taking out a piece of red rune paper from his waist, which was covered with mantras like heavenly books and ghost talismans in red ink, vaguely pieced together into a complex ancient fire character.

Seeing Ying Ziyu take out the red rune paper, the old man in gray took a step back vigilantly.

But this retreat made him react, and he immediately sneered: "You have been stirring up all kinds of topics until it logically leads to this treasure rune paper that can kill the third-rank martial artist in your mouth, the purpose is to make me covet this thing, so that I can snatch it from your hand!

Ying Ziyu was really stunned for a moment when he heard his words: I'm just trying to delay as much as possible to see if there are any rescuers! .

"Maybe you've tried this trick for others. But when it comes to me... I am a dying man, and any money and magic weapon are fleeting, and I don't bring death with me......"

Ying Ziyu was instantly stunned when he heard this: The one who is about to die?

"So, come here!"

The gray-clothed old man roared, and the giant bear light and shadow behind him reappeared, and the yellow light condensed into a huge bear paw on his right palm, directly towards the door of Yingzi's fish face.

Ying Ziyu didn't expect him to be a killer, and in a panic, he could only use the red talisman in his hand.

"The Heavenly Book Ghost Fu becomes a talisman seal, and a talisman orders the Heavenly Fire From, the Heavenly Fire Talisman!"

After reciting the spell of the fish, a fire meteor fell from the sky and smashed directly towards the gray-clothed old man.

The old man in gray didn't expect that the rune paper to be so powerful, and his heart suddenly gave birth to infinite fear.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, the old man in gray could only resist hard, roared, and the seven-pointed star array reappeared under his feet, and a red turtle beast appeared on one of the seven corners.

"Look at my Naked Imperial Technique, Xuan Turtle Shield!"

As soon as the old man in gray shouted, a giant red shield appeared above his head out of thin air, defending against the fiery meteor.

Ying Ziyu hurriedly evacuated while the old man in gray was using his skills.

At this time, he suddenly heard a loud bang behind him, and before Ying Ziyu could turn around, he was shrouded in a burst of red light, and a scorching wave of air swept behind him, making him almost think that he was about to be roasted.

After a brief period of confusion in front of him, Ying Ziyu's vision returned to normal again. He was about to look back to see what was going on behind him, but he heard an extremely familiar and terrifying roar: "Look at my wild bear shaking the mountain!"

"Leave it to fate!"

This time, Ying Ziyu really had nothing to do, put his index finger in his mouth and bit it, closed his eyes and concentrated on sketching the wind spell in front of him.

Boom!

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind him made Ying Ziyu's heart tremble, and the hand that drew the spell stiffened.

Then there was the rustling of footsteps from far and near.

Ying Ziyu drew a spell while enduring the torment of the approaching death, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Ying Ziyu silently counted in his heart:

Seven strokes left...

Six strokes!

Hurry up!

Hurry up, only two strokes are missing

Then, the voice of the old man in gray who was as vicious as nine ghosts sounded at this time: "Do you have a last word?"

Immediately, Ying Ziyu's closed eyes slowly opened.

The old man in gray could clearly see from behind Ying Ziyu's body that there was a moment of stiffness after he finished speaking.

This made him feel a tidal wave of pleasure from the bottom of his heart again: struggle, despair, and die!

"Yes!" Ying Ziyu said and slowly turned to face the old ghost who was scorched black and ragged at this time, with a bewitching smile on his handsome face, "I just want to ask if you have any last words?"

Ying Ziyu quickly took a step back after speaking, and the strangeness revealed in the narrow phoenix eyes made the gray-clothed old man's pupils suddenly widen.

I saw that after Ying Ziyu took a step back, a cyan light lit up from behind him, and then six cyan runes appeared on him out of thin air.

A huge bear paw condensed on the right hand of the gray-clothed old man and grabbed towards Yingziyu.

But it was too late.

The figure of Ying Ziyu once again turned into a red shadow and walked with the wind, as elusive as a ghost, difficult to catch.

"Ah!" the old man in gray let out a furious roar like a wild beast, "dare to come out and fight to the death!"

Shout!

A sharp wind suddenly sounded, as if it was a response to the old man in gray.

The old man in gray turned his head when he heard the sound, and his hands suddenly stretched forward as if trying to grasp something.

Then, only to hear a pop of flesh being torn, the body of the gray-clothed old man staggered back a few steps.

The old man in gray lowered his head and looked at a black iron arrow inserted in his abdomen in a daze, and his body gradually began to tremble.

Woohoo!

Two more arrows broke through the wind, and the old man in gray took a dozen steps backwards one after another, and finally sat down on the ground with a pop.

Lin Shan's wrinkled old face suddenly showed a faint and strange smile.

"I can't imagine that I, Lin Shan, have been running for the Lin family all my life, but in the end, I was regarded as a useless pawn to do this death-defying game!" Lin Shan, the old man in gray, let out a desolate wail before death in a hoarse and ugly voice.

At this time, Ying Ziyu hid on the branch of an ancient tree behind Na Lin Mountain, and looked down at the old man's extremely lonely and desolate back and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"I thought it would be easy to take your life as an ant, but in the end, I was played by your words many times, and I couldn't take your life even if I used all my divine skills. Today, I know that I will die. But I didn't expect that I didn't die in the hands of the city lord Wen Yu, but in the hands of you, who neither cultivated nor practiced martial arts, but just relied on some sideways and strange skills to trample for a while!"

Lin Shan said, suddenly coughing violently, coughing out a few bloody lung pieces from the chest cavity that was pierced by two iron arrows.

Ying Ziyu watched as Lin Shan held that thing in front of him and took a closer look, and felt more and more that this guy was a pervert with extremely distorted psychology.

Ying Ziyu suddenly remembered the time of the Wind Curse, and the time was not far off.

In order to prevent the recurrence of the accident, Ying Ziyu began to bend his bow and arrows again.

Then the next moment, I saw that Lin Shan below actually turned the arrow into a barb, and at this time, he shot three iron arrows in the chest and abdomen and pulled them out in reverse.

Ying Ziyu was really unbelievable about this scene.

The process of pulling out the iron arrows inserted in the abdomen and chest cavity respectively is a real stomach and intestine cut, heart-rending.

"Ahh

In the end, only a few snorts were heard, and the three iron arrows left the body one after another, and Lin Shan's old and broken body fell to the ground on his back, and the pair of scarlet old eyes happened to look at the Yingziyu on the tree.

Ying Ziyu was cold, and he almost couldn't hold back and let go of the taut bowstring.

At this point, the Wind Charm has long since become ineffective again.

But what can Lin Shan do at this moment?

And that's exactly what happened.

Because Ying Ziyu found that after Lin Shan saw himself hiding here, the pair of old eyes didn't even have the strength to show resentment.

Ying Ziyu sighed in his heart and was about to jump down.

But in the next moment, Lin Shan's originally sloppy gaze suddenly became hideous, and his left hand pointed straight at the Yingziyu on the tree, with a weird smile on his face, and an ugly wild laugh from his mouth while coughing up blood.

Then Lin Shan grabbed three iron arrows with his right hand and stabbed them hard in his face, and then crossed three horizontal and vertical three ways to cut the old face with skin and bones into a bloody blur, and he could no longer see his original appearance.

Ying Ziyu was almost so frightened that he sat down on the trunk of the tree, and the winding arrow shot into the heart of Lin Shan without hesitation.

This time, Lin Shan was really dead, his hands were hanging to the ground weakly, the fire of life in the depths of his eyes was completely extinguished, and only the weird smile that he showed to Ziyu before he died remained on his face.

To be continued