"You're trying to kill him?"

"All of this is provoked by this spirit hunter, if you don't kill him, I won't be blind to death!"

Wang Jinhu had already calculated, there were still two hours before dark, and there was enough time for him to escape from Jiading City with his family.

"Looks like you've decided to flee with your family?"

"That's right. ”

"Well, when the Spirithuntress returns, I'll try to hold her back and buy time for your family to escape. ”

"Thank you. ”

Just when Lu Yuanshan and Wang Jinhu lowered their heads and whispered, Luo Feng's eyes kept watching their backs.

He wanted to find out what Lu Yuanshan and Wang Jinhu were talking about, but because the distance was too far, he couldn't hear it at all.

Luo Feng didn't choose to take the opportunity to escape, because he knew that in the face of absolute strength, he couldn't run away at all.

At this moment, he pinned all his hopes on Lu Yuanshan.

He felt that Lu Yuanshan should intercede for him, after all, Lu Yuanshan usually took good care of him and respected him very much.

However, he never expected that Lu Yuanshan not only did not intercede for him, but was still falling into the well.

Obviously, Luo Feng still didn't understand the sinister nature of the soul world, and actually tried to pin his hopes on the fighting soul.

After Wang Jinhu and Lu Yuanshan whispered, Wang Jinhu's angry and vicious eyes looked at Luo Feng again.

"I'll take your lungs... This look... Don't you still want to kill me..."Looking at Wang Jinhu's eyes full of murderous intent, Luo Feng felt bad in his heart.

At this time, Luo Feng looked at Lu Yuanshan and tried to seek Lu Yuanshan's help.

I saw Lu Yuanshan standing with his hands in his hands, and his indifferent expression obviously had no intention of helping him.

"Little beast, let's die!" Wang Jinhu looked at Luo Feng and said in a deep voice, and the jade flute appeared on his lips again.

"City Lord Lu, save me!"

At this life-and-death juncture, Luo Feng asked Lu Yuanshan for help again, although he knew that there was no hope, but Luo Feng still wanted to try, after all, only Lu Yuanshan could save him at this moment.

For Luo Feng's call for help, Lu Yuanshan turned a deaf ear and ignored it at all, at this moment, his expression no longer had the humility, piety, and gentleness of the past, but was replaced by indifference, which was enough to make Luo Feng feel terrified of indifference.

The long sound of the flute sounded again, a softer melody, echoing through the narrow streets.

"Huh, how did the melody change?"

Although Luo Feng didn't understand the rhythm, he could hear that compared with the previous song of Xiao Yin, Wang Jinhu's tune at this time was much softer and more tempting.

Just when Luo Feng thought that Wang Jinhu had blown the wrong tune, as the sound of the flute continued, the heaven and earth ability in Wang Jinhu's chest suddenly surged.

At the same time, Luo Feng could also clearly feel that with the precipitation of the sound of the flute, the soul power in Wang Jinhu's body was constantly condensing and compressing on his chest...

In just a few breaths, a feather arrow condensed by soul power appeared on Wang Jinhu's chest.

This feather arrow, about one meter long, has a blue-green body, although it is condensed by soul power, its lethality and sharpness far exceed those iron feather arrows.

Stimulated by the sound of the flute, the blue-green feather arrow on Wang Jinhu's chest rotated at high speed, and the tip of the arrow pointed directly at Luo Feng.

This is the second chapter of the Requiem, Xiao Yin Feather Arrow.

There are a total of five chapters of Requiem, except for the second chapter, Xiao Yin Feather Arrow is a single soul skill, and the other four chapters are all range group attack soul skills.

In terms of attack range and attack coverage, the Xiao Yin Feather Arrow is definitely not as good as the Xiao Yin Twisting Heart, but in terms of single attack power, the Xiao Yin Feather Arrow is definitely better than the Xiao Yin Twisting Heart.

Looking at the turquoise feather arrow on Wang Jinhu's chest, feeling the violent soul power hidden in the feather arrow, Luo Feng had never felt so close to death.

"Mu Mu..."

"Mu Mu is still waiting for me to go home..."

"I'm dead... What should Mu Mu do..."

"You will take care of Mu Mu for me in the summer... But I can't even take care of myself in the summer..."

"Kexin... If Kexin can adopt Mu Mu... How nice that would be..."

......

When death came, Luo Feng's mind was full of worries, all he was about Mu Mu.

With the melody of the flute, the blue-green feather arrow turned into a streamer and shot straight at Luo Feng's heart.

"No... I can't die! I'm dead, who will save Mu Mu!"

Thinking that Mu Mu would become a vegetative person in three years, the soul power in Luo Feng's body exploded instantly.

Luo Feng, whose face was pale, had not yet recovered from the mutilation of Xiao Yin's heart, but at this moment, he obviously couldn't care so much, he only knew that he had to stand up and fight, otherwise, he would die, and Mu Mu would become a vegetative person.

"Soul Rush!"

Five soul rushes in a row slashed out in an instant, rushing towards the blue-green feather arrows that attacked head-on.

Those five soul rushes looked unstoppable, but just one shot was broken by the turquoise feather arrow.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Only five muffled sounds were heard, and the blue-green feather arrow, effortlessly, broke through the resistance of the soul rush.

In the blink of an eye, the turquoise feather arrow had already appeared three meters away.

When it was too late, Luo Feng clenched Chi Yan with both hands, and stabbed out with a sword, and in the next second, the arrow of the blue-green feather arrow collided with the tip of Chi Yan's sword.

Luo Feng has been training in Crit City for three months, his body has grown stronger, and at the same time, his physical strength is also much stronger. However, he still couldn't withstand the arrows of the feather.

Under the impact of the turquoise feather arrow, Luo Feng's body, along the street, kept shooting backwards. The pair of white sneakers on his feet, grinding two eye-catching footprints on the bluestone bricks, still couldn't stop the blue-green feather arrows from continuing to advance.

Bang!

Luo Feng's backward body crashed into a lot of stalls, signboards, and wooden stakes along the way...

It wasn't until a hard load-bearing wall appeared behind him that Luo Feng's body barely stopped.

Bang!

There was a muffled thud of flesh hitting a stone wall...

"Poof..."

Under the violent impact, the bruise blocking Luo Feng's chest was spit out by him.

The collision between his back and the stone wall hurt Luo Feng's liver and gallbladder, his five organs trembled, and his muscles and veins were numb...

However, at this moment, he couldn't care about the physical pain at all, because the blue-green feather arrow in front of him had not disappeared yet.

I saw Luo Feng leaning against the stone wall with his arms propped forward, and Chi Yan, who was holding it tightly in his hand, was so desperate that he could resist the turquoise feather arrow, not allowing the feather arrow to advance a bit.

At this moment, the tip of Chiyan's sword and the arrows of the feather arrow were like the tip of a needle against Maimang, and they were more powerful.

The arrows of the feather arrow rotated at high speed, as if they wanted to drill a hole in the tip of Chi Yan's sword, but Chi Yan's tenacity was not something that this feather arrow could penetrate at all.

Chi Yan was hard enough, but Luo Feng's arm was not as hard as Chi Yan.

Under the impact of Xiao Yin's feather arrows, Luo Feng's hands that clenched Chi Yan tightly, the tiger's mouth cracked, and blood flowed.

As for his arms, the muscles bulged, the veins swelled, the muscles stiffened, and the arm bones squeaked.