With an arrow, Mu Yu didn't have time to stop, and flew through the forest in front of him with the reaction force of the arrow. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The pursuing warriors saw Mu Yu's intentions, and one of the warriors shouted, "Everyone, hurry up, don't let that kid enter the forest!" ”

That arrow didn't deter the others, and with that shout, six dark arrows struck from the crowd, and the martial artists who were a little closer to Mu Yu also sent out one martial art after another.

"Not good!" For a while, Mu Yu was attacked on all sides, and at this time, he shot an arrow and was just about to turn around. It was too late to dodge, and the scene suddenly fell into crisis.

The attack was imminent, and Mu Yu made a decision immediately. The wind spirit bow was incorporated into the space ring, and Mu Yu, who was jumping, held the long sword at his waist with his left hand, and with a twitch of his right hand, the Mo Wen sword was unsheathed angrily.

"Yan Roundabout!" With a violent sound, the ordinary black long sword turned into a flying swallow and turned around under Mu Yu's flick. As soon as one move was made, the Mo Wen Sword took off his hand and spun around Mu Yu rapidly. The six arrows were shot down in an instant, and the spinning Mowen Sword disturbed the vitality around Mu Yu's body, and the attacking martial arts side was disturbed as soon as it approached, and most of the attack power was dissolved.

The left foot landed on the ground, and the Mowen sword was returned to the sheath at the same time, and the whole action was completed in one go. Although the "Yan Roundabout" defused most of the attacks, the huge force from the sword still caused Mu Yu to suffer internal injuries. With a kick of his legs, with the impact of this huge force, Mu Yu shot away again, and the speed was a few points faster than Fang Cai.

"Wonderful! Such swordsmanship attainments are rare even in the sect. Nie Chenfei, who had been observing in the dark, exclaimed.

Since integrating the "Star Scar Sword Technique" into the footwork, Mu Yu's speed has been comparable to that of a martial artist. Seeing that the distance from the pursuing warriors was slowly widening, at this time, the disappearance was raised!

With one foot on the ground, the scenery in front of Mu Yu's eyes changed instantly. The forest in front of them disappeared inexplicably, replaced by a misty swamp of water, and the pursuers behind were nowhere to be seen. When he was confused, Mu Yu's footsteps stopped.

"What's going on?" Mu Yu was puzzled, and then looked around, vaguely noticing something strange. Then his divine sense condensed and probed, and the scene in front of him seemed to have a sense of unreality.

"It's not good, it's a phantom array." Mu Yu was agitated, and the chasing soldiers were coming, so he was not allowed to delay for a moment!

"Haha, I saw it so quickly, but it was too late!" A burst of wild laughter came, and the mist instantly covered Mu Yu's eyes, and several sword lights flew out at the same time.

The person who laid down the formation was the "Qingcheng Sansha", and the three of them were in a similar realm, and they were all intermediate warriors. often do some murder and goods together.,Notoriety in nearby cities.,Today I happened to come to Anyuan City to participate in the auction.。

In the early years, their boss accidentally obtained a formation disk, which could directly arrange a first-order phantom array, which they often used to ambush strong enemies. Once an enemy steps into the formation, they will be killed without reacting.

Sensing Mu Yu's intentions before, they deduced the only way for Mu Yu, laid out a formation here, and waited for the rabbit. But they chose the wrong target this time, and it was the last mistake they made in their lives.

Mu Yu's spiritual power is several times that of ordinary warriors, plus he lives in the fierce beast forest all year round, and his senses are more acute than ordinary warriors. Although this first-order illusion had an effect on him, it had not yet reached the point of shielding his perception.

"Three of these sword lights are real, two in front and one on the left." Then Mu Yu jumped forward, and three sword lights passed by. With a vague perception, he discerns the truth from the fake!

In mid-air, Mu Yu's body hung upside down, and the Wind Spirit Bow reappeared in his hand. Quickly take out three arrows from your back and wind them at the same time, and open the bow like the moon. Mu Yu directly locked onto the three figures through the phantom array, and then quickly adjusted the angle of the arrow with his fingers.

"It is two feet high, and there is no wind. The first target was fourteen degrees south-east, thirty-one in a straight line, one hundred stones, and pierced the throat; The second target was twenty-three degrees north-east, thirty-seven paces in a straight line, armoured, and one hundred and eighty stones; The third target was thirty degrees north-east, forty-two paces in a straight line, and the angle was limited, and one hundred and fifty stone forces pierced the brain. ”

There is no angle in the Tianxuan Continent, and Mu Yu follows the method of his own continent, and it is extremely convenient to calculate the distance.

Suddenly, Mu Yu's fingers stopped adjusting, and his sharp eyes revealed a burst of killing intent: "Die!" ”

A word falls, like a sentence! The three arrows came out of the string and passed directly through the illusion of the formation, hitting the target along a predetermined trajectory. With three screams, the "Qingcheng Three Evils" died!

Mu Yu's face was cold, and he killed three people together, and his mood did not fluctuate in the slightest. For those who want to kill themselves, Mu Yu has no mercy. Since you have come to kill yourself, you must be prepared to be killed.

In this world, the swordsman is undoubtedly the most powerful existence. Archers, on the other hand, are good at surprise attacks, putting all their power into one arrow, and each arrow can exert its strongest power. Archers specialize in attacking the enemy's weak points, and once they reveal their broken debts, they will face their fatal blows, and archers in the Tianxuan Continent are also known as "soul hunters".

It was just when the "Qingcheng Three Evils" move was old, and they didn't expect Mu Yu to be affected by the phantom array at all, and they were killed by Mu Yu by surprise, which can be described as an unjust death.

The main array was dead, and the mist that enveloped him dissipated in an instant. Another arrow hit the eye of the formation, and a disc-shaped thing broke through the ground and was included in the space ring by Mu Yu.

The formation was broken, and Mu Yu's figure reappeared in everyone's eyes. After Fang Cai's delay, the pursuing warriors had already caught up with Mu Yu and surrounded him in the middle, with a bad face.

"Boy, quickly hand over the Xuan-rank martial arts, otherwise don't want to leave alive today." A stout man shouted.

After seeing Mu Yu shoot the three evils of Qingcheng, those hot-headed martial artists calmed down a little. They all knew the three evils of Qingcheng, and the three of them together would even feel a headache for the peak warriors, but they were shot by Mu Yu in the blink of an eye. Seeing Mu Yu's strength, none of the martial artists dared to take the lead, otherwise it would be worth the loss if others were cheaper in the end.

Mu Yu stood quietly in the middle, scanning the surrounding martial artists with cold eyes, and the atmosphere was delicate for a while. None of the warriors who surrounded Mu Yu dared to take the lead, and Mu Yu had no intention of escaping when he was surrounded in the middle.

As everyone knows, Mu Yu couldn't ask for this, the battle just now consumed a lot of his energy, and he was secretly recovering at the moment.

A peak warrior was the first to see the clue: "It's not good, everyone hurry up, this kid is breathing his injuries!" This shout made the surrounding warriors ready to move, and they didn't know who was the first to attack, and then the hesitant warriors launched an attack one after another.

At such a close distance, the attack is instantaneous, but it is much weaker than the other side. After all, the space is limited, and a rash attack will only hurt the warrior in front, and the person who makes the move is just a warrior in front.

Mu Yu's eyes lit up, and he asked himself if he could take this level of attack: "It seems that we have to give them a heavy blow, otherwise it will be too dangerous to be pursued by so many martial artists after all." Thinking of this, the Mowen sword has been unsheathed, and the sword wind is everywhere!

"Hey, what's the wind?" A martial artist who was closer to Mu Yu was shocked.

"Da stunned, what nonsense are you talking about, such a good weather, where does the wind come from?" As soon as the words fell, a trace of warmth crossed the warrior's cheek.

Subconsciously wiped it with his hand, and the gorgeous blood red in his palm made his heart skip a beat. When I looked up, the big stunned man who had just spoken was out of breath. Then he felt the wind, and it was cold, colder than ice. It's not because of the temperature, it's because the person slowly loses consciousness and becomes cold!

Nie Chenfei, who was watching from the dark, was shocked and inexplicable: "What a demon this is, is this still a junior warrior?" I thought he would find a chance to escape, but I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it! ”

In the center, a powerful sword aura rose into the sky, and Mu Yu seemed to be practicing his own sword. The sword qi was like the wind, and with Mu Yu's movements, it turned into a storm and swept around. The powerful sword qi vortex sliced through everything around it, and the weeds on the ground were directly peeled off, revealing the dirt underground.

With Mu Yu as the center, the sword qi vortex swept through the surrounding martial artists. Everywhere he passed, the warriors who were involved seemed to be cut by countless sharp blades, and in a moment there were no bones.

"Retreat, retreat!" Seeing the fate of the warriors in front of them, the pursuers instantly chilled. Looking at Mu Yu as if he was seeing a ghost, he rushed out and fled. Even due to panic, several junior samurai with low psychological quality collapsed to the ground and were trampled to death by the rioting crowd.

The scene was like a nightmare, with a teenager in the center of the flat earth spinning his sword and a storm around him. The wreckage of the storm swirled and continued to devour people farther away. There are also warriors who have not died, their bodies disappearing little by little in the storm, and they let out a heart-rending howl.

Blood soaked the boy's robe, and his black clothes were dyed black and red. Blood stained his cheeks, and the unbearable touch in his eyes flashed away, and then turned cold.

On the periphery of the storm, the warriors scrambled to escape, treating the young man like a demon from hell, and he was already terrified. There are even warriors who can't have the strength anymore because of fear, and they are swallowed up by the storm. Some warriors fell in a hurry, crawled to escape and were trampled to death by frightened warriors, and the whole scene was like hell.

"Demon, that's a demon, run." The martial artists who came from behind were frightened when they saw this scene from afar, at this moment they didn't care about any Xuan-level martial arts, they just wanted to escape from here, escape from this hellish place.

They no longer dared to look at the teenager in the middle, the teenager did not look terrifying, and even had a unique style. But at this moment, in their eyes, the boy is the demon of hell, showing his teeth and claws at them, hideous and terrifying.

In just a few moments, there were more than thirty warriors in the hands of the young man. Most of them are junior samurai, with a few intermediate samurai and advanced samurai. That terrifying storm of sword qi was like the mouth of a devouring beast, devouring human lives one by one.

Shake away the blood stained on the sword, take out a clean white cloth from his bosom and wipe the sword. Then pull the sword into the sheath, it is Mu Yu's self-created "Sword God Decision" The second style of "Whirling Feather Kill"!