The feathers are staggered, and the arrows fall without a shadow. The wind is vicious, and the long is fierce.

The night is innocent, and he dodges the incoming arrows with a series of simple but effective movements.

The night was miserable, and I only heard that the night was innocent and reversed into the air, tossing and turning, and a phantom was waved in the night with one bow and one tilt.

Suddenly, an arrow drilled into the back of Ye Wuqi's head at a tricky angle, and at this time, Ye Wuqi had no time to be distracted, so he couldn't realize that his life was in danger.

Just as the arrow was about to hit its target, a brilliant light descended from the sky, striking the arrow with unmistakable accuracy and causing it to change course. The originally fatal arrow fell weakly to the ground at this moment. What fell with it was like an imperceptible silver needle.

After a few seconds, the rain of arrows finally stopped, and the exposed bolt launchers on both sides died down. Ye Wuqi still maintained one last movement, kneeling on one knee and hunching his waist, staring around nervously.

"I'm shocked in a cold sweat!" Ye Wuqiu wiped the slight wetness on his forehead: "Some arrows are like beads, and I almost didn't dodge." ”

It is also true that the black robe of the night without hatred was cut in several places, and the white of the underwear was turned out from the inside.

Ye Wuqi said this, and went to look for the figure of Huang Yin. When he looked for it, he couldn't help but burst into a foul language in his heart.

Huang Yin had retreated to a safe area at this time, and was clasping his arms to his chest, looking at the sidelines with a gloating expression.

That appearance made Ye Wuqiu can't help but wonder if he was watching a circus performance. And what made him most indignant was that he happened to be watched like a monkey!

In fact, the heroic skills of the night without hatred are not funny, but these are not worthy of Huang Yin's wordless mockery and teasing at this time.

"Don't relax, it's not over yet. This energy fluctuation is not decreasing, but it is stronger!" Huang Yin said in a generous brother's tone to the night without hatred.

Ye Wuqi's expression changed, and when he looked closely, sure enough, the power of the magic circle engraved under his feet was boiling oil, and there were signs of eruption at any time.

When Ye Wuqiu's eyes turned away, Huang Yin lowered his head and fiddled with a silver embroidery needle, then raised his head and looked at Ye Wuqiu with appreciation.

"You can't get out, since the magic circle has been formed, it has the ability to trap people!" Huang Yin saw Ye Wu's expression, and extinguished his thoughts with a word.

Sure enough, if you look closely, a light blue film wraps a small space, and Ye Wuqiu is in it at this time.

"What should I do?" Ye Wuqiu asked with a wry smile.

"Actually, it's easy to say, you can naturally come out by breaking the magic circle. Huang Yin seemed to be deliberately embarrassed and had no revenge at night.

"Break the circle? Ye Wuqi said angrily: "If I had that ability, how could I be so embarrassed by this rain of arrows." ”

"In fact, the arranger of this kind of magic circle is not clever but also clever, knowing that he can't exert much effect simply by inscribed magic circle, so he uses utensils to be compatible with the magic circle, which greatly improves the aggressiveness and danger of the formation. Huang Yin induced.

"But so what! Is it time to talk to me about theory? It doesn't matter if I'm hurt a little, but the stakes are so high for saving the soul, why aren't you in a hurry?" said Ye Wuqi anxiously.

"If it's a whole, then you naturally have to rely on brute force to solve it. The two can be integrated into one, and the square chisel is round, and there will be gaps......" Huang Yin touched his chin, as if he was in thought. His language seemed to be talking to himself, and it seemed to be deliberately heard by the night.

Seeing that Huang Yin was still calm and relaxed, even though his heart was like a fire, he had no choice but to follow his train of thought patiently. In this way, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he was thinking about it.

Between the artifact and the circle, there must be some kind of hub that is closely connected together. If this connection is interrupted, it is equivalent to breaking the eye of this array, so it is not a matter of concern that the circle cannot mobilize the power of the artifact.

The corners of Ye Wuxian's mouth raised into a smile, and the palm of his hand flashed with a golden cyclone.

Although this kind of array eye is laid out superficially, it is still stretched to find out for Ye Wuqiu, and with the lack of knowledge of formation that he has learned, he has not had any refined and profound understanding, so he will talk about judging the position of the formation eye according to the principle.

The eye of the formation is not the location of the driving force of the formation, but the single-plank bridge that maintains smooth and uncloggable dredging during operation. To describe the image point, the array eye is the narrow mouth of the dripping sand in the middle of the jade leakage, and if it is closed, the upper and lower parts cannot be connected, and the beginning and tail cannot be taken into account, which is very unfavorable to the whole system.

For warlocks who can arrange formations, this array must be properly protected, so all kinds of thaumaturgy emerge one after another, and the tricks are even more violet. Therefore, for the arranger, ingenuity and ingenuity to hide or protect the array eye to perfection are a must for warlocks.

Of course, whimsy is the product of a unique gift, and it is rare for such a skill to be achieved overnight, so most of the warlocks' techniques are still quite mediocre and uninspiring. This also makes most of the warlocks arrange their superior forces around the array eye, and use a stupid method to protect the array eye in a concise and clear way.

In this case, the magic circle is constrained, and it is relatively simple to find the eye of the array. At this time, Ye Wuqiu was about to make a move.

Although it is a long story, the thoughts of the night without hatred occurred between the lightning and flint, and the next moment, the magic circle bloomed with clear light, and a round of attacks was fruitless, so it was natural to organize the next time.

Large chunks of bluestone bricks were lifted, and with the sound of chains twitching, a steel-cast humanoid machine holding a two-leaf giant axe emerged.

"Boom!" the giant axe opened and closed, and it had the potential to sweep across the universe. The night is unenmity, and the footsteps are illusory, and the big net densely woven by the rise and fall of the giant axe is almost like a slippery little fish that can always see the stitches.

The reason why he came and went, in fact, Ye Wuqi didn't want to either, but once he got close to the iron man, he would be forced to retreat a certain distance by the giant axe.

Seeing this, the night was suddenly surprised, and the iron man seemed unwilling to be approached. He stood up and did a backflip and retreated a few meters, and for a moment he was safe, the golden halo in his hand was like a little firefly, disintegrating into countless points of light and scattering in all directions.

A picture with depth and shallowness, like thermal induction imaging, was formed in Ye Wuxi's mind. Inducing energy is a simple but practical technique.

Sure enough, it confirmed the speculation that there was no hatred in the night, and in the body of the iron man, there was a gossamer energy body slowly rippling.

In fact, there is an element of luck in clearing the door that Night No Enemy can probe the door. First of all, the warlock who arranged this magic circle was weaker than Ye Wuqi in terms of strength, and secondly, the arranger did not expect to meet someone who knew this magic technique, after all, the magic circle was a mystical science in the entire continent, otherwise he would definitely use a little trick to make it difficult to detect.

Night without hatred with a happy face, fighting with others, the most afraid is confusion, knowing the way to crack it, then it is equivalent to half of the victory.

The cold light came out of the sheath, the blade of the sword was slightly sideways, and the awe-inspiring trembling feeling condensed into an arc of light on the blade.

Suddenly, the blade trembled, and the flames of fire crept across it, streaking a fiery crimson through the night.

Red Flame Sword, dancing like an arm and finger at night, since he was a child, he practiced sword with the Red Flame Sword, like a couple accompanied him to wield a move, after so many years of running-in, it can be said that the weight, length and performance of the Red Flame Sword are sensitive to a harsh degree.

The giant axe fell from the sky, and with a strong wind, it slashed down on the head. Flying without hatred at night, carrying the bright moon on his back, vigorous is the style, and the flame is the decoration.

"Drink!" Ye Wuqi shouted violently, and suddenly met the axe blade. Iron Man is ruthless, does not think, but senses that the target is not out of the threat of attack and does not change his moves.

At the moment when the axe blade was about to make contact with Ye Wuqiu, Ye Wuqiu suddenly had an illusory figure, and his footsteps crossed the arc of the mystery, and he quickly went around and hit the iron man's chest.

There, there is a hidden array of eyes, and the night is only a dash away from this array of eyes. The iron man's remedy at this time was to no avail, and the night was innocent with a sword stab, and the majestic fighting spirit turned into a powerful oppressive force, and the thick iron block on the iron man's chest was pierced with a clatter.

The essence leaked, and the iron man fell to the ground.

The thin film of energy eventually dissipated on its own due to the inability of the follow-up, and although the circle did not suffer any damage from destruction, it could not be effective.

Ye Wuqi exhaled.

The door of the hall was pushed open, and Qian's soft figure hurriedly ran out with a hand. She has ice muscles and jade bones, and her pitiful big eyes are full of anxiety.

"Night Boy!" Huo Lingchang's slender voice was raised in a slight tone, full of disbelief.

Ye Wuqiu smiled slightly, and walked towards Lingchang.

Huo Lingchang didn't know whether she was excited or shy, her lovely face climbed a touch of red glow, and she was full of charm under the cover of the rippling moonlight. She said, "The Night Boy is here to save me." ”

Ye Wuqi raised his eyes and looked around, the people of Evil Falcon Mountain had not yet returned, and the moonlight tonight was quite interesting. He raised his hand and brushed the lintel of his eyes, and the beautiful scenery of the dark road was accompanied by the Yiren, which was really beautiful. It's just a pity that he can't rest assured that Huo Jie can't be blessed, so he naturally can't be blessed to consume the interest of the moon before the flowers here.

Ye Wuqi secretly glanced at Ling Chang, who buried his head, and from this angle, Huo Lingchang's smooth and flawless forehead, blown-out face, and Puyu Hun Jin's personality made Ye Wuxi's heartbeat suddenly miss a beat.

Ye Wuqi suddenly felt embarrassed, but he contradictoded himself and felt that he was amorous, and he obviously pretended to be the figure of that woman all the time in his heart, but at this moment he was in the flowing Guihua Qinghui.

It's so complex, and it means a lot. Ye Wuqi silently looked at the girl's green jade hand tangled in front of him, and he sighed secretly: "Yes, let's go back, your brother is still in danger at the entrance of the village." ”

After speaking, he stroked Lingchang's cloud temples with pity, and turned to move forward.

Ling Chang raised his head and looked at the tall back, lonely, admiring, blazing, hesitant, and thousands of expressions emerged in unison. She plucked up her courage and said: "The grace of the night boy to save his life, the little girl is unforgettable." ”

The back of the night without hatred stiffened slightly. The spirit is simple and simple, not good at talking and happy, wise and fragrant, simple and self-sustaining. Such a woman, in addition to cherishing and cherishing, is afraid that she will not be able to have other emotions when she has no hatred at night.