All the muscles, bones, flesh and blood were turned into essence and hidden in the divine consciousness, and the body only had a weak power of qi and blood, and Fang Wuxian maintained his combat power with the desire to never give up......

Stand up!

Xiaoyaozi, who was hiding in the dense forest, didn't move any more, and he didn't know whether he was shocked by Fang Wuxie's courage and strength, or like a wolf, waiting for his prey to be consumed to death.

Xiaoyaozi can wait, but Fang Wuxian can't wait.

It wasn't just Fang Wuxie's body that couldn't wait, but also his time.

Twenty minutes had passed since he called for help, and if you calculated the distance from Huzhou to here, rescue should arrive immediately. If Xiaoyaozi can't be forced to leave before the rescue comes, then no matter who comes to the rescue, in the face of a sixth-order cultivator like Xiaoyaozi who is far beyond the peak of the sixth order, I am afraid that there will be a situation of death and no life.

Fang Wuxian couldn't wait, so he spoke.

His voice was small and hoarse, but he believed that Xiaoyaozi could hear it: "Old Zhenren, meeting is fate, why not come and get together." ”

The old Taoist priest was so angry in his heart! He also said something similar, just in the sea of knowledge of this son, he didn't expect the retribution of the present world to come quickly, and he turned his head and was used on him. He walked out of the woods, but he was still more than fifty meters away from Fang Wuxie, and said coldly, "What is that white light?" ”

"It's still too far away!" Fang Wuxian had shot six arrows without hurting Xiaoyaozi, at this time his physical condition was even worse than then, it was estimated that he could only shoot three arrows at most, if Xiaoyaozi could advance twenty meters, he might be able to force him back. He subconsciously wanted to swallow saliva to moisten his throat, but unfortunately his body dried up and didn't even have saliva, but the act of swallowing pulled his throat apart, and his voice was even more hoarse: "The old man only asks about the white light, so he doesn't ask what the golden scroll is?" I don't want to know where those three arrows came from and what their power was. ”

Xiaoyaozi said: "If you tell Poor Dao what the white light is, Poor Dao promises to give you a day to escape." ”

"Don't be in a hurry." Fang Wuxian took two steps forward and said with a dry smile: "Those three blood-colored arrows are called Killing God Arrows, which are supreme weapons that destroy people's bodies and destroy divine consciousness. This arrow was the first murder weapon in the world in ancient times, and there were not 10,000 immortals killed but 8,000. Of course, such an artifact can't exert one-ten-thousandth of the power in my hands, otherwise the previous six arrows will never be as simple as asking the old man to take a look. ”

Fang Wuxie's eyes were almost blind, and he couldn't see Xiaoyaozi's brows furrowed slightly and his face was frightened, but he could feel the breath of the old man trembling slightly, and he could guess that this nonsense sentence was working, and continued: "It doesn't matter if the old man hasn't heard of the reputation of those three killing god arrows, the Yaochi Holy Land has been inherited for a long time, and the old man must know the artifact that shined in the first war of the ancient gods-the Fengshen List." ”

"You said that the golden scroll is the god list?" Xiaoyaozi finally couldn't hold back his anger, took two steps forward, and asked.

Fang Wuxian said with a smile: "The old man really knows, yes, this thing is the god list." With this thing to protect my divine sense, the old man might as well try again, can you refine my divine sense! ”

Fang Wuxian took two more steps forward, although he took four steps and there were no two meters in total, but his attitude was clear, that is, "Brother is not afraid of you, you can come!" ”

Fang Wuxian was indeed not afraid of Xiaoyaozi stepping forward, he even expected Xiaoyaozi to be provoked to step forward and give him a chance to shoot arrows to scare this person away. Of course, he hoped that Xiaoyaozi would retreat out of fear, so that he could save his strength and deal with unknown difficulties.

He thought that Xiaoyaozi was just these two choices, but he didn't expect Xiaoyaozi to move forward or retreat. Standing there, he asked again persistently, "What is that white light?" ”

Lao Dao's reaction made Fang Wuxian a little uncertain, he put away his extremely ugly "smile", and said coldly: "What if I don't say it?" ”

Lao Dao was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Take back your white light, Poor Dao promises not to look for Su Yan's troubles again, and give you a month to adjust your body." ”

"Take back the white light?" Fang Wuxie's head turned so fast, he just had a little doubt in his heart and immediately figured out something, and hummed: "If I don't take back that white light, how dare you do it to me?" ”

Xiaoyaozi frowned, and he was ruthless, and the sword popped out automatically with a bang, and he held it in his hand, and strode towards Fang Wuxie.

Forty meters...... Thirty meters...... Twenty-five meters.

Fang Wuxian sensed that Lao Dao was getting closer and closer, he knew that Lao Dao's swordsmanship was superb, he didn't dare to wait any closer, the white light in his eyebrows flashed, and then his body emitted a faint golden light, and finally the white light and golden light all turned into a faint blood color and gathered at the right hand control string.

Airplanes!

As soon as Fang Wuxie's right hand loosened, the bowstring buzzed and trembled, and a blood-colored light had already appeared in front of Xiaoyaozi.

Xiaoyaozi slashed to the side with a sword, and the position of locking on to the target when shooting the arrow was split by him, and his body was close to the long sword out of the range of the arrow, and he also jumped forward five meters.

The blood-colored arrows that had not hit the target flew forward for more than a thousand meters, and everywhere the blood-colored aura passed, everything was destroyed, and the half-cut trees that had been "destroyed" fell straight down from the sky, and the rumbling sound was connected into a single one.

Fang Wuxie's second arrow was shot in this sound.

More than ten hours ago, the six arrows shot by Fang Wuxian were just a subconscious counterattack, he was desperately a little crazy at that time, and he didn't carefully perceive the state of the arrow. At this point, he was prepared, and when he shot the first arrow, he discovered something that might be meaningful.

The life destroyed by an arrow, whether it is an animal or a plant, will have a trace of energy overflowing into the stone bow. Some images flashed in his mind, which were the battlefields that his "divine sense" dreamed of after falling asleep in the sea of consciousness.

In the battlefield, he was independent of the depths of the camp of thousands of monks, and an arrow shot out a stirring wind and thunder, and with a deep breath, he shattered the people on the battlefield who had time to escape and died, and the flesh essence was sucked into his abdomen, and in an instant, an arrow was condensed.

If the "he" in the dream is a memory inherited from a previous life, does that mean that it is not necessary to fully use the physical energy to shoot such a powerful arrow?

Fang Wuxian's mind moved, slowing down the process of condensing the residual energy of his body into a blood arrow, and the right hand that pulled the string carefully sensed and guided, and sure enough, some energy was also "extracted" from the stone bow.

The two parts of energy were combined into a blood-colored arrow, Fang Wuxian shouted "God Killing Arrow", and then a blood-colored light passed through the space and appeared in front of Xiaoyaozi, this was the second arrow he shot.

The consumption of this arrow was much less than the previous one, and according to this consumption, Fang Wuxian could shoot three more arrows, and he regretted letting Xiaoyaozi get close to him at this time.

Xiaoyaozi had received Fang Wuxie's six arrows in the morning, and this time he came prepared, although it was not easy to avoid the second arrow, it was also expected. It's just that after he broke the confinement of the blood arrow this time, his brows were furrowed. Because this sword actually consumed half of his true qi.

[Author's digression]: Chapter 2