The whistling wind comes and goes without a trace, in this empty stone forest, from time to time blows up the scattered stone chips on the ground, throws them into the air, and falls like raindrops, you can see the animal bones everywhere are abandoned aside, the skeleton is incomplete, it seems that it has been some years, the deeper you go, you can even see the sporadic human skeletons, the perennial elegance has been somewhat unformed, but from those vaguely dislocated bones, it can be seen that the death of anger is tragic.

After the words of the moon god, the whole valley was quiet again, no human voices, no birds, even the sound of snakes, insects, rats and ants was not seen, what a dead and silent place, if you want to explain this, one of them is that there are powerful creatures here, but there are strong martial arts masters here, with their own momentum to deter the Quartet, the relative Yan Hong believes that it is the second possibility.

Although the moon god is extremely powerful, but only her strength, is not enough to deter a hundred miles of land, the Yin and Yang family for their own really painstaking, with the current situation, at least no less than three masters hidden in it, but also faintly surging blood, if the inference is good, there must be a battle-hardened team.

Now that the relationship between the empire and the Yin and Yang family is ambiguous, I don't know which unit is coming.

"I have come as promised, please show up to see each other, don't be this snake and rat again!" Standing in the middle of the stone forest, Yan Hong's luck sounded, the sound waves were faintly visible, radiating in an arc, hitting the tall stone pillars and even faintly hearing the sound of Jin Ge's attack, obviously the internal force was extremely strong.

"Okay--I really have the courage to go to the meeting alone!" A gust of wind swept through, turning the sound waves into invisible, on the five tall stone pillars, Xiangjun, Star Soul, Moon God, Da Si Ming, Shao Si Ming suddenly appeared, next to the Moon God, Gao Yue held the hand of the Moon God, his expression looked a little wooden, and the original smart eyes had disappeared, reflecting a wisp of heartbreaking hollowness.

――Click――

There was a sound of armor rubbing, the flags on all sides were raised, and the big word [Qin] fluttered and flew, just looking at this flag, you can calculate that there are no less than five hundred Qin troops, horned crossbows, hand crossbows, bows and arrows, and so on, all aimed at Yan Hong's direction, among which the appearance of the horned crossbow surprised Yan Hong the most.

The crossbow needs the strength of three to five people to pull it away, the crossbow arrow is shot upwards at a forty-five degree angle, and the person who pulls the bow does not use his hands, but kicks the bowstring away with his feet, the power is huge, and it is a sharp weapon for attacking the city and pulling out the village!

"You really look up to me Yan, and you actually go to such great lengths!" Yan Hong's long sword was unsheathed, and he said with a smile.

"Hmph, you are the First Emperor's Majesty, a hand-picked felony, who let you escape in Jinyang City, and today you are sure to die!" Xiang Jun's voice was cold, the star soul smiled, and the seal in his hand continued, changing extremely quickly, and finally his hands were opened, and the black qi in his hands was faint, as if the seal had been made.

Yan Hong faintly sensed that a trace of energy was spreading around, but he didn't know why, and frowned, "Moon God, I've arrived, let Yue'er go!" ”

"What leverage do you think you have now to negotiate terms with us? Crossbowmen release arrows! With a wave of the Star Soul robe, the sound of the machine resounded unconsciously.

--Thorn-la-,-Thorn-la-,-Thorny-la-

Hundreds of fine iron crossbow arrows of different sizes roared out, and the whistling sound in mid-air was almost deafening, compared to Lao Mouzi's "Hero", this scene is called a real thrill, hundreds of arrows impartially shrouded Yan Hong's whole body, higher than there are five world-class masters in the world, but Yan Hong is not afraid!

The long sword danced, and a huge cyclone suddenly flashed, and all the powerful crossbows in today's cyclone were all broken at the waist, fine iron! Iron!

But it was broken by this stirring cyclone, what kind of speed and strength is this, I don't know how many arrows are broken within a radius of ten zhang around the body, but the area around me is empty, and it does not reduce the iron lump at all!

There were ten rounds of arrow rain, and there were no less than a thousand arrows, but they couldn't get close to Yan Hong's three feet, and the star soul arm was raised high, and the arrow rain stopped in an instant.

The figure floated, and the four afterfigures suddenly rose into the sky, and then swooped down rapidly, leaving only the moon god and Gao Yue on the tall stone pillar.

――Bang――

The high-speed spinning cyclone suddenly exploded, and thousands of arrows suddenly shot into the air, protecting Yan Hong's body strongly, and those who wanted to get close to him would first face this cold rain of arrows.

So many arrows, shot at high speed, even with the cultivation of the star soul, they did not dare to fight with it, even if they caught one, but there were nearly a thousand waiting for them, a strange scene, in this empty stone forest show, advantages, disadvantages, it seems to have a momentary change, between the offensive and defensive conversion, Yan Hong seems to have taken the lead for the first time.

The sword momentum was suddenly launched, dancing out of many pear blossoms, facing the star soul, the left hand was opened, the dazzling blue light appeared, and the four successful forces gathered into a blade!

――Bell――

Fierce sparks burst out in it, this is a fierce collision of sword qi and sword qi, both of them are in mid-air, but they seem to be stuck to each other, it is such a leaping posture, nailed in the air, silver and blue cyclones wrapped the bodies of Yan Hong and Star Soul, and the energy around them continued to spread, making people shudder!

At this point, anyone who intervenes will die faster than any of them.

The fierce arrow rain around gradually subsided without Yan Hong's control, Shao Si Ming, Xiang Jun, and Da Si Ming fell on the stone pillar again, the moon god looked at Da Si Ming, frowned slightly, she read a trace of unbearable from Da Si Ming's eyes, in the long run, I am afraid that something bad will happen.

The blue light of the star soul arm shot out, and the four successful strength blades suddenly turned into six successful forces, Yan Hong weakened by the momentum, spread out by taking advantage of the situation, and the body reflected towards the sky, the long sword in his hand changed, and a waning moon-like sword qi shot out from top to bottom, and the momentum made the heaven and earth change. It's the Heavenly Sword!

The Star Soul's feet jumped out of thin air, but the hand qi blade instantly turned into a two-handed qi blade, and the power instantly increased by thirty-six times, cutting out horizontally, approaching the Qiankun sword qi, one horizontal and one vertical, the qi blade cut off the sword qi at the waist, and the star soul's smile was already solidified before it could be unfolded.

Yan Hong's sword qi did not dissipate, but turned into two and continued to move forward, while the Star Soul's own qi blade was consumed in it.

Five super-first-class masters, their hearts were shocked at the same time!

What kind of realm is Yan Hong, who has such a strong skill.

With more than 20 years of his own strength, more than 30 years of internal strength left by Nian Duan, and the spiritual power inherited by Mozi, Yan Hong at this moment is not as simple as a simple Wufeng realm, but the stronger his own accumulation, the more difficult it will be to break through the martial arts realm in the future, and when the corresponding accumulation is made, the rewards will be beyond imagination, of course, this matter will not be mentioned for the time being.

At this moment, the star soul forcibly turned around in the air, a mouthful of turbid air poured out of his chest, and his body returned to the stone pillar, and Xiangjun staggered with Yan Hong in the air and bullied him.

With the bombardment of both palms, one by one huge red runes roared out [Coming out of the Cloud Seal]!

As soon as one move came out, the sky was red, and the frivolous flowing clouds instantly turned crimson, violently turning into the most fierce flames in the world, rising thousands of feet of fiery red, connecting the blue sky into a line, and the red waves rolled sharply and rolled towards Yan Hong.

Yan Hong's feet borrowed strength on the stone pillar, and he only made footprints half a foot deep, and he violently borrowed his strength to rotate horizontally in the air for seven weeks, and the sword momentum changed, and the shot was the first style of the vertical sword [one blade killing].

People are like meteors, the blade of the sword rises, and the sharp edge cannot be directly looked at @ the blazing fire cloud, which is cut open by the starlight that rises, scattered, and a little cold light is close to the center of Xiangjun's eyebrows.

The backhand turned around, the fire cloud rose again, but it was condensed into reality, suddenly rising, violently turned into a sharp light, shot out, turned around, waved the sword like a rainbow, Yan Hong changed homeopathically, leveled the four seas, the air flow was agitated, like the sea tide, and the whistling sound was continuous, like the waves of the four seas gathered in one place, devouring thousands of living beings!

When the momentum was booming, a touch of green suddenly appeared in front of Yan Hong's eyes, in the desolate stone forest, a touch of green appeared so suddenly, so elusive, and then the clouds dispersed, the blue color gathered, turned into Taoist chains, and shot towards Yan Hong, Shao Si Ming was graceful, slowly bullied in the air, walking lightly, every step in the air, there were wisps of ripples, a little bit of vitality emerged, a touch of green, rising from the barren stone forest, but it did not appear abrupt, but just right for the place of death of this living soul to rekindle vitality.

However, the seemingly weak green lifted Shao Siming's light and delicate body, and a green leaf shook gently under her jade feet, and the full green was completed in an instant at this moment, which really turned decay into magic.

At this moment of dizziness, the originally fragile green leaves suddenly turned into cold flying knives, one by one, two by three, or four.

"Ahh A scream, the combination of illusion and attack, made Yan Hong's state of mind relax for a moment, but this kind of laxity has to pay the price of learning, countless fine and dense blood marks suddenly appeared, it was this seemingly the weakest green leaf, but at this moment, it turned into the deadly scythe of the god of death, constantly hovering in the air.

Shao Si Ming stood on a tall 'canopy' purple boots still lightly lit a swaying green leaf, there seemed to be a faint ripple in his calm eyes, and then the red light in his eyebrows flashed, and the gentle ripples under his eyes were replaced by a touch of deep pain, and his eyes returned to dead silence again.

Ruyu's plain hand suddenly bluffed, and the light leaves of the leaves shook violently, turning into slender and tenacious rattan weaving, spanning more than ten zhang away, and falling into the hands of Shao Si Ming, such as crazy agitation in the blue waves, so that Yan Hong was overwhelmed!

With a turn of moves, the horizontal sword - the sword asks the sky.

The long sword was lifted, turning into a phantom, covering all around, although the rattan whip was sharp, it was not allowed to get close, the left foot in the air stepped on the right instep to borrow strength, and slowly fell to the ground, just as he wanted to gasp, but there were vines from the ground to tie Yan Hong's limbs and waist, and a huge red skeleton followed!

Skull Blood Handprint!

Yan Hong looked at the Great Si Ming in the distance, with an unbelievable look in his eyes, but what responded to him was the cold eyes of the Great Si Ming, Yan Hong's chest ached, and the blood-colored skeleton passed through his chest.

Inadvertently, I heard a low chant, like a cry, like a song, like a poem, like a call from the god of death in the underworld......