In the space formed by the Fengming Bow, Leng Jiuhan was still sitting cross-legged, silently healing his injuries. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Mo Ye, who was opposite him, was still closing his eyes, silently protecting the Dharma for him.

Jing Feng, who had already cleaned the battlefield, was sitting next to a pile of storage bags, playing with a three-inch-long knife, which was pitch black and dull, and if you only looked at the appearance, it was an ordinary knife that could no longer be ordinary.

But only Jing Feng who holds it knows that this knife is not simple, not to mention, it hurts Leng Jiuhan's dantian, and when you hold it in your hand, you can feel a chill emanating from the blade, and there are faint mana fluctuations on the knife body, which reflects its extraordinary.

It's just that no matter how powerful this knife is, Jing Feng's mind at this time is obviously not on the knife, although it seems to be playing, but if someone observes carefully, they can find that his eyes don't look at the knife at all, because his eyes are glancing from time to time, and the direction of the glance is the direction where Mo Ye is......

I don't know how long it took, Jing Feng, who had been secretly peeking with his eyes, was already holding his chin in his hands, looking at the direction where Mo Ye was without blinking, and he unconsciously had a smirk.

Suddenly, Jing Feng, who was looking at it, only felt that his eyes were flowering, and he found that Mo Ye, who had been in his sight, was gone, and then the mist and rain surrounded him again, and the rain hit his face coldly, and this sudden situation made his soul return to place instantly.

His reaction was also very fast, he stood up in an instant, his mind was on guard, and at the same time, his divine consciousness swept out at the first time, it didn't matter if he swept it away, but he completely swept his heart out.

Now he could see clearly how the arrows that saved him and Leng Jiuhan's lives were formed, and how they harvested the lives of the enemy.

I saw that under the glance of his divine sense, Mo Ye, who was dressed in a strong suit, was standing behind Leng Jiuhan, holding a phoenix bow in his hand, and his expression was cold under the heavy rain with a bow and arrows, the heavy rain drenched her waterfall-like hair, drenched her well-fitting and heroic suit, wet rain suit, tightly attached to her body, faintly revealing her proud figure, and the red light emitted by the phoenix bow was even more beautiful in this special environment. It's like a fairy in a legend, but you can't think of it...... It's just that she didn't seem to notice this, she still stared at the front of the fog without blinking, and at the same time, the Fengming bow in her hand was also slowly pulled away by her.

As the Fengming bow was slowly pulled away by her, a branch of fiery arrows that exuded terrifying high temperature formed out of thin air, until the Fengming bow was pulled into a full moon by her, and a total of four arrows were formed on the bow of the Fengming bow, and at the moment when the fourth arrow was formed, her eyes froze and she released the bowstring......

The four fiery red arrows, at the moment when Mo Ye released the bowstring, carried a terrifying high temperature and several phoenix chirps, and at the same time, with a trace of destruction, pierced through the ubiquitous dense fog in the Mystery Realm, pierced the cold brought by the heavy rain in the dark night, and shot at the enemy in the dense fog ahead......

"Ahh......hh

A few miserable cries came from the fog in the distance.

However, these miserable cries did not affect Mo Ye in the slightest, and I saw that after she had just shot out a few Janes, she pulled out the Fengming bow again without pause......

"Ahh......hh

"Ahh......hh

The phoenix bow was pulled apart by Mo Ye again and again.

When Mo Xie released the bowstring for the eighth time and shot the last two arrows, and the last two miserable cries came from the dense fog in front of him, Mo Ye's face turned a little pale and put away the Fengming bow, and then saw her send a pill to her mouth, and said in a calm tone to Jing Feng, who was stunned on the sidelines, "Go clean up the battlefield." Then he leaned against a tree, closed his eyes, and said no more.

"Oh......"

Jing Feng, who was stunned, heard that Mo Ye asked him to clean up the battlefield, and subconsciously responded, he wanted to say something more, but when he saw that Mo Ye was already leaning against the tree, he closed his eyes, but in the end he didn't say anything, but silently walked in the direction where the miserable scream came.

It's just Jing Feng who is walking on the road, but he is smiling bitterly in his heart, because he knows that he has fallen! Fell into Mo Ye's heroic face, fell into the moment when she shot an arrow in the rain, and fell into the amazement that shook his heart as soon as she appeared in front of him......"

"Jing Feng, who understands that he has fallen, walks sullenly, and is distressed in his heart, because he knows that a woman like Mo Ye is not something he can have, not to mention that his cultivation is not as good as her, that is, his cultivation is higher than hers, and it is estimated that it is no fun, because a woman like Mo Xie can basically guess at a glance that it must be from a disciple of the sect, and it is also the kind of disciple who is very appreciated by the sect!"

"Otherwise, why does she have that kind of top-grade elixir, and how can she have such a powerful bow and arrow, although he Jing Feng has just flown to the Nine Pole Star not long ago, but he also understands that these two things are not just anyone can have, so a woman who can have these two things, and can also take such a precious pill to give away, no matter whether she is a disciple of the Great Sect or not, Jing Feng knows that such a woman is not what he can now have as a casual cultivator who is in the Nine Pole Star and has no background!"

"Although he is from the earth, he doesn't take the portal very seriously, but the problem is that this is the cultivation realm, and it is the place where the most respectful teachers and portals are valued!"

Jing Feng, who was upset in his thoughts, shook his head, sorted out his mood, stopped thinking about it, and walked quickly towards the battlefield......

At the same time as Jing Feng walked towards the battlefield, the teams of the Wind Thunder Sect squads that were rushing to Leng Jiuhan's side all stopped in unison, and the captains of the squads all looked at the natal crystal positioning disk in their hands with extremely solemn faces.

"Thirty more died, and the time is so short, it is less than ten breaths before and after." The captain of the team who stopped his steps looked at the positioning disk in his hand and muttered to himself with a solemn face.

"Listen to me, follow me, and move closer to the rest of the team." The muttering squad leader then made the decision to move closer to the other squads.

And the other team leaders almost all made the same decision as him.

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