"A bold fanatic, in broad daylight, bright and clear, dare to commit murder, and don't you quickly arrest him?"

I saw a green figure rising in the air, flying out of the mountains and forests like a yellow bird.

You don't need to look at it to know that it must be Sang Yu, a legalist genius who is overly hot-blooded, who forgets the pain after the scar is good, and wants to be a chivalrous woman!

"This girl!"

Wu Ming rubbed his forehead in annoyance, carefully packed up the divine arm crossbow, and lay down in the pile of rubbles to answer.

Moreover, this is also a good opportunity to watch the masters of artistic conception in battle!

"Where did the yellow-haired girl come from? brothers, catch Lao Tzu and go back to be Mrs. Zhai!"

Everyone who was fighting under the mountain was shocked by the sudden mulberry, and Zhao Guihu's eyes lit up, and he smiled obscenely.

"Bold maniac, look for death!"

Mulberry's willow eyebrows were upside down, and the sword in his hand was slashed continuously, and the meteor-like sword qi turned into a little bit of coldness, enveloping several bandit masters in an instant.

"It's not good, this girl is an artistic conception martial artist......!

Zhao Ghost Tiger stared, and noticed that Sang Yu was not easy to mess with, but unfortunately it was too late to remind.

Several screams rang out in the field, and the bandits blocking the road instantly killed and injured several people, startling the rest of the bandits to hula and scatter.

"Look for death!

Zhao Ghost Tiger was furious, and forced Yang Boyi back with a fierce knife, and slashed with a fierce knife.

Whew!

Hearing only a tyrannical tiger roar, the invisible heaven and earth aura was taken down by the powerful will, and it suddenly turned into a black tiger phantom, and the blood basin roared again and again, and the mouth swallowed enough terrifying sword qi to rush straight to Sang.

"Girl, be careful, this is Zhao Guihu's trick! You leave quickly, run for your life!"

Yang Boyi shouted loudly, but was stopped by several bandits at the peak of the Qi Realm, and he couldn't get close for a while.

"Manifest with intention!"

Sang Yu's beautiful eyes shrank suddenly, he didn't dare to take it hard, and he was busy using his body to dodge.

Bang!

Almost instantly, the black tiger sword qi flashed against Sang Yu's figure, plowing a ravine of more than ten meters on the ground, and it was dusty for a while!

"Hey, it turned out to be the Sang family's one-leaf autumn chasing footwork!"

Zhao Guihu sighed lightly, a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "For the sake of the Sang family's face, I won't embarrass you today, leave quickly!"

"Hmph, since you know that I am a member of the Sang family, you should know that my Sang family adheres to the legal principles of the Legalist family, how can you be allowed to commit murder here?"

Although Sang Yu's breath was big, he was not as reckless as before, holding the sword in front of him, he put on a mysterious posture, and there was an ethereal and flexible aura around his body!

"Hmph, Lao Tzu is giving face to the Sang family, but I'm not afraid of you yellow-haired girl, since you want to die, then leave your life!"

Zhao Ghost Tiger laughed fiercely, and there was a fierce tiger head ghost knife.

Woohoo!

The ghost tiger carving on the handle of the knife emitted a low roar, and with the copper ring on the tip of the knife, it actually made a howling sound like a ghost crying wolf!

"Girl, be careful, this is Zhao Ghost Tiger's best magic soldier, the Dark Tiger Ghost Cry, which can disturb people's hearts the most!"

Yang Boyi shouted while fighting with several bandits.

"How can you disturb my law!"

Sang Yuqiao's face was slightly cold, and the aura on his body was condensed to the extreme, and he scolded coquettishly, and slashed with a sword.

Airplanes!

The sword qi is like the moon, majestic as the sun, and the momentum actually overwhelms the Zhao Ghost Tiger who is higher than his two realms, and the sword qi like the sun and the moon is hovering and slashing down rapidly!

"Stinky girl who doesn't know whether she is alive or dead, look at the move!"

Zhao Ghost Tiger Monster's eyes flashed fiercely, and he shook the tiger's head ghost knife violently, relying on his cultivation to be profound, and he slashed down with a knife that did not dodge or dodge.

Boom!

In the piercing sound of gold and iron, the Sun and Moon Sword Qi collapsed, rolling up a large cloud of sand and dust, and two figures flew out at the same time.

"Damn, it's a spirit soldier!"

Zhao Guihu looked at a gap the size of a grain of rice on the knife in great distress, and pounced viciously again.

"Humph!"

Sang Yu was not afraid and ravaged up.

Jingle Bell!

The two masters of artistic conception, one with superb cultivation and one with a spiritual soldier in hand, actually fought to a draw in a short period of time.

"Yang Darttou, with the help of this girl, we can kill the tiger tooth thief and go up together!"

With this help, all the dart masters are like fighting like chickens and fighting hard.

In particular, several powerful bandits were suppressed by Yang Boyi, and the situation began to fall one-sided.

"Damn!"

Zhao Ghost Tiger roared again and again, but for a while he couldn't help Sang Yu, who held the Spirit Soldier Xingyue Sword and had a flexible and changeable body.

Seeing that the bandits were killed one by one, if they continue like this, they will face the siege of two masters of artistic conception!

"Girl, I'm here to help you, Zhao Guihu will take his life!"

At this moment, Yang Boyi broke out brazenly, beat several bandit masters to vomit blood, and stabbed Zhao Guihu directly in the air.

"It's a good time, I'm afraid you won't make it?"

Zhao Ghost Tiger was not afraid at all, and the tiger-headed ghost knife slashed down with a knife.

When there was a loud bang, Yang Boyi's * chop rolled back, and the person staggered backwards.

As a master of the artistic conception of the Three Realms with the intention of manifesting the form, the strength completely crushes the Yang Boyi of the Second Realm with the intention to lead the qi, and there is no spirit soldier in hand.

"Haha, take your life!"

Zhao Guihu was unforgiving and was ready to take advantage of the situation to kill.

"Hugh is rampant!"

Sang Jiaojiao scolded and raised his sword.

Facing Zhao Guihu, whose strength is much higher than his own, in order to rescue Yang Boyi, he had to choose to fight hard!

Just as she stepped forward, Yang Boyi, who seemed to be surging with blood and unstable shape, had a cold glint in his eyes, raised his knife and slashed wildly, directly taking the white and tender neck looming under his hair!

At the same time, several bandits who were injured by Yang Boyi before jumped into the dart division with their ruthless moves, and cooperated with several of them who suddenly turned back, and the most powerful dart master actually killed most of them in an instant!

When Sang Yu sensed that the danger behind him was coming, he was forced by Zhao Guihu head-on, and he didn't have time to dodge at all.

But the color of panic in her beautiful eyes only flashed, and the pale silver brilliance around her body flashed, and the armor that looked like scales was faintly seen in the gauze skirt flashed away!

Shout!

At the moment when the sword qi fell, the piercing sound of breaking the air, accompanied by a black star-like sharp man, came in an instant, directly hitting Yang Boyi's heart.

"Not good!"

Yang Boyi is a veteran artistic conception master, and while he found that there was a cold behind him, he was unstable in his blood and blood when he fought for the reversal of the knife move, and he turned the knife horizontally and slashed back.

Click!

In the tooth-souring sound of gold and iron, scattered sparks splashed everywhere, shattering the true qi cover on Yang Boyi's body, and the blood stains were mottled.

Because it was too close, a few of them even affected Mulberry, but they hit the body, and under the broken gauze skirt, a body of treasure armor was exposed, unscathed!

It turned out that after suffering Wu Ming's big loss, this girl had a lot of eyes and wore the armor closely!

This is also one of the reasons why she is not afraid of Zhao Guihu!

Bang!

Zhao Guihu's killing move came in an instant, and Sang Yu fought hard with it, setting off a large wave of qi, and flew upside down with a muffled snort.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden scene.

Especially the dart master who was killed and injured by his own brother is simply unacceptable, this is a fact!

"Kill, don't leave a single one!"

Zhao Ghost Tiger shouted fiercely, no longer retained his strength, and killed Sang Yu again.

Even though Sang Yu had treasure armor and spirit soldiers, he believed that with his own strength, he could definitely kill him.

The only thing that makes him jealous is the person who hides in the shadows and fires arrows!

Although he didn't face it directly, he was able to shake Yang Boyi back with one arrow, which showed that his power was extraordinary, at least it could threaten him!

"Yang Darthead, your Yangjia Town Wei Dart Bureau is also a righteous force, why did you collude with the Huya thieves?"

Sang Jiao scolded again and again, and a sword was waved impenetrable, relying on his body to start fighting again.

"Hmph, what about collusion, it won't be ...... anyway"

Yang Boyi's qi and blood were surging by an arrow, and he hadn't come back to his senses yet, just wanted to condense his true qi and find out the person who released the arrow.

But in the next moment, another arrow came out!

"Damn, rats with their heads and tails hidden, get out!"

Yang Boyi struggled to block it, only to feel that the qi and blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and there was a faint sign of internal injury.

Woohoo!

A series of sharp arrows like cannons came one after another, and Yang Boyi, a master of the artistic conception of the Second Realm, was shocked into internal injuries.

"Found you! It's a little bastard!"

But Yang Boyi also followed the direction of the arrow and found Wu Ming's location.

With a short distance of one hundred and ten zhang, it is nothing at all for a martial artist, and a few sweeps can almost attack with true qi out of the body.

In the face of the artistic conception master with soaring killing intent, Wu Ming retreated in a 'panic', and even an arrow fell to the ground, and he hurriedly took the arrow and put it in the crossbow machine.

"A mere bow and crossbow can actually hurt me, die!"

Yang Boyi saw the Divine Arm Crossbow on Wu Ming's arm, and in his anger, he didn't recognize the Divine Arm Crossbow!

It's just that under the guard, as an artistic conception martial artist, the speed of flashing and moving is far above Wu Ming's aim, and he has never found a chance to make a move.

In the distance, Sang Yu, who knew Wu Ming's move, was distracted from time to time to observe, and found that he was in danger and anxious, but he was stopped by Zhao Guihu and almost injured!

"It's you who died!"

Just when Yang Boyi's treasure knife was raised high, his moves were condensed to a fixed point, and he was about to kill Wu Ming with one sword, Wu Ming suddenly raised his head and raised his divine arm crossbow, and was pulled to a full moon-like frame and instantly straightened.

Buzz!

The stars flashed and broke through the sky!

"Just ......"

Yang Boyi sneered disdainfully, and just wanted to use his technique to dodge, but suddenly found that this arrow was faster than before.

The fierceness and sharpness of the aura that enveloped it made his hairs stand on end, and a terrible thought flashed through his heart.

"Broken Arrow!"

As the thought flashed through his mind, the swarthy Broken Gang Arrow shattered like a meteor*, piercing through the True Qi Shield.

The terrifying speed brought out a terrifying blood hole the thickness of a child's arm in the heart of his chest.

And the Breaking Gang Arrow continued unabated, and in a flash of fire, it shot out from behind him, piercing a bandit from afar, deep into the ground.

"God...... Divine Arm ...... How is that possible?"

The terrifying knife move collapsed, the tall remnant body fell down violently, and Yang Boyi stared at the divine arm crossbow on Wu Ming's arm without blinking.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the sake of killing with one blow, I wouldn't have wasted my strength to lure you into the bait!"

Wu Ming was cold, exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

It turned out that he knew very well that although the Divine Arm Crossbow could threaten the innate strong, his own cultivation was too weak, and even if he pulled the Divine Arm Crossbow strongly, he might not be able to kill Yang Boyi.

That's why I was paralyzed by the previous few arrows, and finally killed with a single blow with a broken arrow!