Under the sunset, above the top of the peak, a man and a woman stood embracing each other in the wind. Cangshan rises and falls, like a vast blue sea, and the sunset is magnificent, adding golden brilliance to all things. All the sounds are silent, only the wind whispers.

The beautiful picture is full of tenderness and warmth.

May time be frozen and the beauty of this moment become eternal.

"It's so annoying!"

Qin Ping suddenly frowned.

"Let me deal with them!"

Nicholas Chen's eyes reflected the afterglow of the sky, looking radiant and a little confused.

"Give me what is heavenly!"

Qin Ping's gaze swept up slightly, drifting towards the sky.

The crisis is quietly coming at this moment.

There were many enemies, far more than Qin Ping and Chen Ting expected.

Take a step back and separate, inconsistently, incomparably tacit.

Shout!

An arrow from the far sky burst through the gap, piercing through the gap between the two men, and with a piercing scream, it was nailed into the ground with a screech.

Chen Ting'er was dressed in white, and suddenly struck out like a flowing moonlight, killing the enemy who was flying up the mountain one after another.

Qin Ping moved his wrist and suddenly threw something into the air.

Skywalk!

I saw Qin Ping's figure rising up from the sky, his figure was as fast as a phantom streamer, constantly jumping and turning in the air, and the speed was terrifying, approaching more than a dozen black spots in the far sky.

It was a bird of prey, it was not a barbarian nine-grade, all of them were wild and fierce, with amazing momentum, and their flight speed was fast and sensitive.

This group of people suddenly came out of the Jingwei Division.

Although the existence of the two who took the lead in keeping up with Qin Ping was not Jing Weisi's people, but Li Weiyi's group of assassins from the Undercurrent Hall.

It's just that the Jingwei Division and the people of the City Guard Mansion are menacing, and they don't deliberately hide and hide at all, and the purpose of the attack is so clear, so the Undercurrent Hall assassination team chose to retreat as soon as they found out.

They avoided it far away, hid it deeply, reflected the super-first-class professional ability, and made up their minds to stand still and reap the benefits.

So at this moment, Qin Ping and Chen Ting took the lead against not the assassins of the Undercurrent Hall, but the masters of Jing Weisi.

Running the Peerless Shadow Ascending Technique, cooperating with the beast soldiers Tianxing, Qin Ping approached the enemy in the air at an unimaginable speed.

After entering the battle state, Qin Ping's mind was highly concentrated. He was a little worried about Chen Ting, after all, Chen Ting was a newcomer to the Nine Rank realm, plus the number of enemies on the ground was even more, almost more than twice as many as in the sky.

"It has to be done quickly!"

A thought flashed in Qin Ping's heart, and he looked ahead, and the butterfly was already quietly held in his hand.

The enemies in the sky who control the flying war beasts are very strong, judging from Qin Ping's preliminary induction alone, at least half of them are not much weaker than Mr. Pei.

Their speed was very fast, and when they found that Qin Ping suddenly took off into the air, their speed slowed down instead.

Qin Ping, on the contrary, began to surge in speed since the sortie.

The speed of the Peerless Shadow Ascending Heavenly Technique and the Beast Soldier Tianxing is very amazing, Qin Ping's speed has broken through the speed of sound in a few jumps in the air, and every time he borrows strength from Tianxing, the speed will explode again, and when more than a dozen jumps, the speed has skyrocketed to ten times the speed of sound.

At such a speed, the clothes on his body could no longer bear and began to burn. Qin Ping, who was jumping forward in the sky, suddenly turned into a burning meteor.

Even though it was ten times the speed of sound, Qin Ping's speed was still skyrocketing.

I have to say that for the use of Tianxing, Qin Ping is really much more clever than Mr. Pei. Because of the war beasts tamed by Qin Ping, humans and beasts can communicate with each other. Therefore, in terms of cooperation, once a tacit understanding is formed, you can almost do whatever you want and sway freely.

Judging from the current situation, the tacit understanding between Qin Ping and the Peerless Shadow Ascending Heavenly Swallow is obviously not lacking. Because this bird's intelligence is extraordinary, far more intelligent than the average Nine Rank Wild Bird, although it is not special in bloodline compared to other Peerless Ascending Swallows.

Qin Ping felt that this special situation should be attributed to the beast master who originally domesticated this bird. That man's beastly methods must have been extraordinary.

Woohoo!

One after another, the arrows carrying the beast yuan broke through the air, in a vain attempt to intercept Qin Ping, who was rapidly approaching.

Qin Ping's coming was too rapid, and it had already made those Jing Guards who were riding birds of prey feel great pressure.

"Replace the star bow and fly the thunder arrow, urge the arrow trick, and shoot Qin Fan down for me!"

On the back of a blue-feathered bird of prey, the chief of the Great Division had a calm face, his eyes were firmly locked on Qin Ping, and his voice commanded in a hurry.

The Falling Star Bow Flying Thunder Arrow, used with a unique arrow technique, is the most terrifying long-range strike method of the Jing Wei Division.

Since the existence of this set of weapons, I don't know how many dead souls have fallen under the flying thunder arrows. In a place with a wide field of vision, it is simply a nightmare for the enemy.

Sassy, sassy!

The sound of thunder and lightning breaking through the sky suddenly resounded, and a full eight falling star bows were filled by the Jing Guard, and the beast yuan all over the body surged, constantly injecting into the bow tire, and then gathered on the flying thunder arrow.

When the arrow came out of the string, the arrow that broke through the air was as fast as thunder, wrapped in an unstoppable penetrating force, and shot straight at Qin Ping.

At this moment, the clothes on Qin Ping's body had burned out, and the Ten Thousand Spirit Horn Divine Armor covered his whole body, his eyes were calmly looking ahead, and his posture looked extremely cold, like a divine warrior in charge of divine punishment.

He clearly saw that those arrows were not shot in a row, but had a rhythm of attack. It can be clearly seen that the enemy uses arrows very well, and they understand each other tacitly and cooperate very well.

The first to come were three flying thunder arrows.

These three arrows had a clear goal, and they came straight to Qin Ping, and they didn't expect to be able to hit Qin Ping, the real purpose was to force Qin Ping to move.

Once Qin Ping starts to move restricted, then the enemy can effectively predict, and the subsequent shots will follow.

In that case, Qin Ping would naturally be brought into the enemy's attack rhythm, and he would inevitably fall into passivity.

Qin Ping's heart was bright, how could he fulfill the enemy's wish?

Between the high-speed vertical crossings, Qin Ping looked forward, did not take any evasion at all, suddenly raised his hand and reached out, the whole body beast yuan surged, and directly cast the hand of the blood wolf god, and grabbed it, a wolf head like a substance poked out, pounced and bitten, and directly bit the three flying thunder arrows.

Qin Ping's speed did not decrease at all, and he approached forward again.

He completely disrupted the rhythm of the enemy's offensive and bought himself precious time. At his current speed of more than ten times the speed of sound, every second is precious.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, the chief secretary's eyes suddenly froze. Between the flips of his hand, there was already a pitch-black spear in his hand, and the beast yuan was moving wildly, as if he had urged some kind of beast trick, and he could only see that his waist began to bend, and the ghostly light on the black spear in his hand skyrocketed, diffusing a terrifying and strange wildness, like an evil dragon waking up.

Long Yuan Burial Soul Spear!

This spear-throwing blow is a more terrifying long-range attack than the Falling Star Bow Flying Thunder Arrow.

At the moment when he was locked by the spear in the hand of the chief director, Qin Ping couldn't help but feel a palpitation.

He realized in an instant that the blow of the spear was enough to hurt himself now, and he could only avoid it, not make a hard connection.

What's even worse is that when the Long Yuan Burial Soul Spear in the hand of the Grand Secretary Yi Ci was about to come out, five flying thunder arrows broke through the air, the angle was tricky, and the momentum was fatal, it was invisibly locked Qin Ping's position, and forcibly created an excellent opportunity for the person holding the black spear to attack.

"Such a tacit understanding?"

Qin Ping was secretly frightened in his heart, if he was on the ground where he could move flexibly, why was he afraid of these arrows and spears? At this moment, he fully realized the importance of long-range strike means.

If he can also have the means of long-range strikes, even if it is from the air, why is he so passive?

"It's a pity that you want to threaten me with these means?

Under the dangerous situation, Qin Ping did not panic in the slightest.

Inconvenient in the air?

No, very sideways.

Because Qin Ping himself can fly!

"Even if you have some skills, how can you dare to bully the sky and act majesticly? In front of our Jing Guard, you are just killing yourself!"

The Grand Director Yi Ci urged Long Yuan to bury the soul spear, his eyes locked on Qin Ping, and Sen Ran's killing machine was finally revealed: "Give me death!"

When the five flying thunder arrows shot out with the thunder sound, the moment Qin Ping moved to the position, Yi Ci accurately locked this opportunity, and the Longyuan Burial Soul Spear in his hand roared out, like the roar of the Hell Dragon, turning into a black light dragon, sharp and unstoppable, heading straight for Qin Ping's chest.

This is the perfect match of their Jing Guard.

The corners of the Grand Director's mouth curled slightly, Ling Feng's long hair fluttered in a chic manner, staring at everything coldly, and sneering in his heart: "Qin Fan, you are nothing more than that!"

In his eyes, Qin Ping in this situation, no matter how he responds, he will inevitably be injured. This is indeed a choice, but how can the power of the Longyuan Burial Soul Spear be easily dissolved? Like this kind of top-level consumable beast weapon, the cost of each piece is about 500,000 nine-grade beast essence stones, and it is a unique secret system of Jing Wei Division, and there is no one on the market at all. Not to mention that it was projected by him himself. Yi Ci is confident, such a blow can hurt any beast master.

Does Qin Ping dare to resolve it head-on?

Yi Ci thought that even if Qin Ping was given the courage, Qin Ping would not do such a stupid thing.

So in this situation, Qin Ping had only one choice - to try his best to avoid the Long Yuan Soul Burial Spear. This is a wise move to avoid the important and make light of it. The price of dodging the Long Yuan Soul Burial Spear was naturally to bear the blow of the Flying Thunder Arrow.

Falling Star Bow, Flying Thunder Arrows, these elites of the Jing Wei Division can fire more than a dozen arrows in a row.

Yi Ci firmly believes that as long as Qin Ping is shot with an arrow, he will completely fall into passivity and become their live target.

However......

"What?"

Just when Yi Ci was full of ambition and thought that he had no last resort, an incredible change happened. Between the lightning and flint, he saw that the Long Yuan Soul Burial Spear was about to hit Qin Ping. Unexpectedly, the young man's body suddenly swirled with purple lightning, the thunder surged, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a strange bird shadow with a thunder arc entangled, instantly staggering all the attacks, the speed did not decrease but increased, and the breath was already approaching in front of them.

Woohoo woo blah

Jing Weijun's response was not unpleasant, but it was a pity that he turned into a purple electric crow, and Qin Ping's speed was terrifying. These people could only watch as the shadows of the birds in the thunder and lightning approached, and the powerful thunderbolts all shot into the air.

At this moment, Qin Ping finally succeeded in approaching the enemy, his body turned around in the air, suddenly turned into his body, and landed next to a nearby Jingwei beast master, without the slightest pause, his arm waved suddenly, only to see a flash of cold light, and his feet violently exerted force, and he had already jumped onto the back of another bird.

When he stood still, the first wail of the bird of prey rang out, its back collapsed, and its body plummeted. And the Jingwei Beast Master on its back fell off the bird's back in the bumps, and it was actually cut in two from its chest.

"Damn it!"

The chief secretary shouted in his heart that it was not good, his face changed rapidly, and he shouted vigorously: "Disperse, disperse quickly!"

At this moment, he appreciated the horror of the boy who dared to kill in the sky.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless, he is an absolute master.

Even though he had been quick enough, it was still a little too slow. When Qin Ping landed on the back of the second bird of prey, the Jing Guard Beast Master had already put away his bow and arrows and burst out with a terrifying blow.

The corner of Qin Ping's eyes swept away, and the beast yuan in his palm surged, aiming at the opponent's attack, and he bombarded with a fist.

Boom!

Hearing only a muffled sound, the terrifying strange power on his fist exploded like a mountain and a sea, shaking the nine-rank beast master away on the spot, and when the body was shot backwards, the fist power had already shocked the whole body, and it was actually killed alive, and it burst into a cloud of blood mist in the air.

At this time, everyone in the Jing Guards was already trying their best to distance themselves from each other. Qin Ping knew that such a good opportunity would soon disappear, and there would be half a point of stay. With another force under his feet, he slammed an ape vertical, and instantly came to the back of the third bird of prey nearby.

"Give me death!"

The Jingwei Si Beast Master was ready to fight, and a black beast sword in his hand shook wildly, furious like a dragon, and where the edge pointed, there were actually circles of ripples in the air. From the front, the sword seemed to burst out from under a lake.

"Humph!"

Qin Ping stared at each other, looked directly into the other party's eyes, and the wind and fire sword light shot out of the pupils first, and suddenly nailed into the depths of the opponent's double pupils.

The other party was not familiar with Qin Ping's methods, and suddenly encountered an attack by the soul beast, his spirit was darkened, and his movements inevitably delayed. Qin Ping took this opportunity to dodge sideways, and the terrifying sword almost passed close to his chest, and the butterfly in his hand cut out horizontally, and without looking at it for a moment, he rose into the air again and killed the fourth enemy.

At this time, the distance of the enemy had been widened, and the remaining Jing Guards sent flying thunder arrows again, and they were already shooting towards Qin Ping like crazy.

Qin Ping saw that the fourth target was about to escape, and the beast yuan all over his body shook violently, and the hand of the blood wolf god suddenly urged, and before he could get close to the other party, he grabbed it violently in the air.

"Give me death!"

In Qin Ping's palm, a blood wolf that seemed to come out of the Shura field pounced out, biting the enemy violently, and as Qin Ping's five fingers clenched, the huge wolf head bit wildly, biting one of the beast master's heads on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, the seventeen Jing Guards in the air had already lost four people, all of them died tragically, and there was a whole corpse.

Qin Ping saw the flying thunder arrows coming densely, his body turned upside down in the air, and once again turned into a purple electric crow, flipped his flanks, and circled lightly, and went up towards the enemy again.

Seeing this scene, the face of the chief was already iron-blue, almost bloodless. He was well aware that in the air, they had completely lost their advantage. Although in the air, they have excellent long-range strike capabilities, but unfortunately, this advantage is immediately lost when the enemy approaches them. In the air, their space for movement is also limited, and a one-on-one fight is tantamount to death.

And what about the ground?

Forced into desperation, Yi Ci decided to return to the ground and fight again. He is well aware that if they continue in the air, they will only be broken by each one. They never thought that Qin Ping's ability was so secretive, and he could actually turn into a strange bird as fast as lightning?!

A thought flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but quickly sweep his gaze across the ground.

At that moment, he felt an indescribable horror, and the cold in his heart was about to rise, and even made him feel a sense of despair.

At this moment, the ground has become a Shura field. I saw a white figure, the body was like a cloud, smooth like the flowing water, flickering and moving, with a beautiful dance rhyme, it looked really wonderful.

However, all this is an illusion at all. When the woman in white made a move, there was a crystal white pure edge slashing out, looking from a distance, like a snow-white arc light, silent, it looked harmless, but where the edge passed, one by one, the Jingwei beast master was in a different place, and he couldn't even make a scream, so he was killed on the spot.

From the beginning of the fight to the present, more than 20 corpses have been lying on the ground, and the remaining two have been frightened, and they are also dying......

"Are we here to kill people?"

Yi Ci's voice trembled, and at this moment, he couldn't help but ask himself like this. 21

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