Xu Moqian, who was hiding in the shadows, was more careful, hiding his figure, the bow and arrow in his hand lit up, ready to give them another heavy attack after the attack of Lin Long's burial sky, and it was best to kill a few people.

When the last scale disappeared, the whole night fell silent, the old slave of the Hou Mansion because of the earliest retreat, coupled with the speed of defense, even with Shen Ping did not have anything, the black light curtain of Zhou Shengsheng was very powerful, the defense was very strong, the red scales could not break through his defense at all, let alone hurt him, only those innate stage martial artists in the middle looked embarrassed, and even some people were seriously injured, there were several wounds on their bodies, and the flesh on them was a little charred, which made people feel very weird.

Because these people defended late, and they didn't take Xu Moqian's junior attack into account at all, they were so seriously injured, and one of them was a completely unrecognizable martial artist, and shouted loudly: "You treacherous junior, there is a kind of come out for me, Lao Tzu doesn't unload you into eighteen pieces today, I don't deserve to be a congenital martial artist." ”

The man was holding his face, and for some reason, the red scales were attacking his face, and the smell of burning was still in his nose, and the pain on his face wanted to make him kill.

When the people present heard the words of this congenital martial artist, they all turned their heads to look at this congenital martial artist, and when they saw the face of that person, they wanted to gag one by one, it was too scary, too disgusting, even if it was unrecognizable, the charred flesh on the face was flipped out, with a bright red smell of blood, and the two white eyeballs were very prominent.

Just like that, everyone was terrified by the face of that innate stage martial artist. A red and white arrow suddenly appeared behind the shouting man, and a very violent aura filled the surroundings of these people with the appearance of the arrow, and the heat and cold breath mixed together, making them feel like they were in the flames and ice, and they could not extricate themselves.

The old slave of the Hou Mansion was the first to find the red and white arrow behind the strong man, and immediately said: "It's not good, Li Wei, there is an arrow behind you." Get out of the way. ”

The old slave of the Hou Mansion reminded in time. This unrecognizable strong man has already suffered a loss, and the naked pain on his face still reminds him of how difficult this junior who is good at concealment is, and he doesn't think much about it. Don't say a word. This man is going to use his skills to dodge.

Xu Moqian saw this scene in secret. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, this arrow drained a third of my true yuan, do you think you can dodge it like this? Arrows don't have to be on people. has lethality, and I will teach you a good lesson today.

Explosion -

The unrecognizable strong man has not yet turned away, behind him, the red and white arrow, the red hot breath and the white ice breath gradually merge, but they can't fuse each other, the flame and the cold ice at this moment, suddenly erupted, the violent power swept the strong man, instantly surrounded the strong man inside, red and white things, every time they touched, they would deepen the rage in the violent power.

Some of the close martial artists left cautiously, the violent power made them faintly feel danger in their hearts, this junior's attack ability can already threaten them.

The strong man was surrounded by violent power, and those powers were like the sharpest swords in the world, Ling Chi was on the strong man's body, and Ling Chi's pain made the strong man shout wildly.

"Save me, young master save me, who can save me, ah! I don't want to die! ”

The sound of this person calling for help, coupled with Ling Chi's painful roar, Shen Ping's face turned a little pale, such a tragic death planted a fear in Shen Ping's heart, he stood slightly behind the old slave of the Hou Mansion, that arrow could hit this innate martial artist, and it could also shoot him, facing Xu Moqian, Shen Ping had a sense of powerlessness for the second time.

The other innate stage martial artists looked at this scene, and they all retreated one by one, for fear of being swept into it by this violent force, all of this happened between lightning and flint, no one thought that Xu Moqian would launch an attack at this time, and when this strong man was already angry and irrational, he firmly gave their former companion the death penalty.

The eyes of the martial artists who followed Shen Ping flickered, this junior obviously has the ability to kill them, this is not an easy task, it can threaten their lives, is this deal worth doing?

No one dared to save this strong man, three breaths of time passed, the violent power gradually disappeared, the strong man's cry for help, and gradually became smaller, in the eyes of everyone, the strong man's body fell in front of them, now in addition to being unrecognizable, this person's body, can no longer see who it is, the body is densely covered with wounds, deep and shallow, different sizes, there are thousands of ways, gray clothes have long been dyed red, become a bloody clothes.

A person who was usually familiar with the strong man walked up to the strong man, probed the strong man's snort, and did not breathe, and this former friend died in front of this man.

"Little Hou Master, he's dead."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was a little taken aback, although they knew that this strong man had no way to survive under such an attack, but it was still a little unbelievable that the strong man died alive in front of them.

At this moment, another red dragon appeared in front of everyone, and this time, everyone quickly retreated like frightened birds.

These people kept retreating, and one by one they all showed their housekeeping skills, and their expressions were nervous, as if they were facing a great enemy, ready to defend.

The red linlong with an invincible posture, impacting these people, but the speed is much slower than just now, these people keep retreating, and the red linlong has a distance, the red linlong at this time, suddenly changed direction, towards the road to the imperial city, if you look carefully, on the red linlong, there is a red figure, because the clothes are the same as the red linlong, but it makes people pay attention at once.

"Shen Ping, I'm waiting for you in the General Mansion, I won't kill you now, you should feel lucky, spare your life for the second time, I'll keep it for my little brother, haha, haha."

The voice was frivolous, sending a red ripple in the dark night, just like herself, and it was infinitely shocking.

Until the body of the red dragon disappeared, and the pleasant female voice gradually dissipated, Shen Ping and the others stood in place one by one dumbfounded, each of them had a light curtain in front of them, which was their defensive pseudo-spirit weapon.

The middle-aged man's face was dark and he put away the pseudo-spirit weapon, and shouted: "Damn, I was tricked by a junior." (To be continued.) )