Qingluan's divine arrow, one arrow out, the power is overwhelming, even if Ning Qingyu tried his best to dodge, he was shot through his left shoulder.

However, this was not over, an arrow did not kill Ning Qingyu, and the anger in Tang Xixi's eyes was even worse.

The flames in her hands surged even harder.

In an instant, the flames quickly condensed, and a blue flame arrow that was almost condensed into substance appeared.

Draw a bow, shoot an arrow!

Airplanes!

The arrow roared out of the sky, and the stone broke through the sky in an instant.

The sky trembled, the earth shook, time and space were turbulent, the laws were reversed, and an ancient and vast aura enveloped all directions.

As the name suggests, this arrow is one of the gods, and it is really superb, containing all kinds of power.

Ning Qingyu was barely enough when he dodged the first arrow, where could he escape an arrow.

"Fate is unpredictable."

She wasn't very afraid, but she was very reluctant, and her eyes looked in the direction of Lin Mu with some poignant.

However, at this glance, her whole body stiffened, and her mind was instantly filled with fear.

A figure teleported in.

This figure is none other than Lin Mu.

At the moment when he saw that Qingluan's divine arrow was about to hit Ning Qingyu, Lin Mu's heart trembled, and then he didn't think about it, and flashed over as fast as he could.

The speed of Qingluan's divine arrow was too fast, even Lin Mu didn't have time to use any means, and the only way to resist was to use his physical body.

He couldn't imagine the consequences of losing Ning Qingyu, just thinking about it, he felt terrified, not to mention how painful he would be if it really happened.

So he will never allow things to go ahead, and he will stop them no matter what.

Tear and pull!

As soon as he cast the Void True Intent and teleported in front of Ning Qingyu, he felt a terrifying scorching temperature surge, followed by an incomparably strong, sharp and peerless force, which slammed into his chest.

This power is so terrifying that even if he has two holy bodies, he can't completely dissolve it.

The bones were shattered, and as soon as the blood was about to burst out, it was burned into nothingness by the Qingluan flames, and Lin Mu's flesh and blood were also destroyed by the Qingluan flames that poured in.

On Qingyan, Tang Xixi's pupils shrank suddenly, and then his face turned pale.

"I ...... I'm so sad......"

Seeing the Qingluan Divine Arrow she sent out, piercing through Lin Mu, the great enemy of King Yan, this little thief who deserved to be hated by her, it stands to reason that she should be very happy.

However, instead of joy, there was a heart-rending pain in her heart.

"Poof!"

In sight, the thief spurted out a mouthful of blood on his back, and his body fell out like a broken kite.

Jingling!

The bow and arrow in Tang Xixi's hand also fell to the ground suddenly, and it seemed that her heart and strength had sunk to the bottom of the abyss with the fall of the thief.

"Whoa."

The sky suddenly began to rain heavily, and it seemed that the sky was crying.

Lin Mu fell to the ground.

The blue flame on his chest seemed to have been extinguished by the rain.

But his blood was still pouring out, and soon the rain around him was red.

Bang!

"My head hurts, it hurts......"

Tang Xixi hugged his head and knelt on the ground, his cheeks were full of water stains, and he didn't know if it was tears or rain.

"Sect Master!"

Everyone in the Nebula Gate was stunned in disbelief.

"Master?"

Xia Sheng and Yun Feng's bodies were like lightning strikes, and tears flowed down at once.

"Lin Mu ......"

Du Wanxue, Chen Xiaofu and others also seem to have lost their souls.

"Little bastard......

Ning Qingyu was stunned, and then like crazy, ignoring everyone around him, he ran towards Lin Mu wildly, and knelt beside Lin Mu.

After she hugged Lin Mu into her arms, she found that the blood was still gushing, and her heart was even more panicked, and tears flowed down her face: "You little bastard, why are you so stupid, why are you so stupid......"

And Lin Mu seemed to have fallen into a coma, his eyes were getting darker and darker, and his breathing was getting weaker and weaker.

"Wake up, little bastard, wake up, I'm your sister Ning."

Ning Qingyu covered his wounds and pressed his head against his cheek, completely ignoring the blood that made her clothes dirty and bloody.

However, as time passed, Lin Mu's breathing not only weakened, but even his heartbeat slowly disappeared.

After a few breaths, Lin Mu's breathing suddenly stopped, and his body was cold.

Ning Qingyu's heart also became extremely cold at this moment.

Immediately after, her eyes were gentle, she lowered her head slowly, and gently touched Lin Mu's temperatureless lips.

Raising her head again, her eyes had become extremely domineering and hateful, she put Lin Mu's body aside, then stood up, and let out a heroic roar that no man possessed.

This long whistle was full of grief, and there was a kind of bone-chilling killing intent that the shackles were opened, which instantly shocked the nine heavens and reverberated with anger.

In the sky, the rain that was still thin and gentle suddenly hung up and turned into a torrential rain.

Bang!

A dragon-like lightning bolt suddenly pierced the sky.

Almost at the same time, below Yue Mountain, the sound of thunderous horses' hooves suddenly sounded.

"What's going on?"

On the top of the mountain, before people could recover from Lin Mu's death, their souls trembled by the sound of horses' hooves, and they all looked down the mountain.

As a result, everyone was even more shocked.

I saw that in the vast storm, purple iron horses came from under the mountain like a torrent.

Wearing purple armor and stepping on purple dragon horses, all of them are armed with spears and longbows, and the mighty killing aura is raging heaven and earth.

"Zixiao Army."

"It's the Zixiao Army."

Seeing these purple iron riders, everyone present only felt their scalps tingle, which was thrilling.

The first army of Yan State, and even the Zixiao Army, the strongest army in the world, actually appeared.

In this world, many forces and strong people would rather face the forbidden army of the Yan Kingdom than collide with the Zixiao army.

Immediately, countless eyes almost unanimously looked at the old man with silver hair at the head, but full of iron and blood.

The iron-blooded god of war, the first commander of the Yan Kingdom...... Lu Jiuxiao.

The marching speed of the Zixiao Army was extremely fast, like arrows flying, and the army of 10,000 people was as dense as rain, but all the queues were always neat.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble......

As they approached the top of the mountain, the speed of the army began to slow down, and every time all the horses' hooves collapsed, the sound was in unison, the same as the sound of the torrential rain.

Start, step!

Not only people, but even dragons and horses, all of them have been trained for a long time, and they can't see the slightest chaos.

The army had obviously not launched any attack yet, but everyone on the top of the mountain, including the Martial Saint, felt a suffocating pressure.

There have long been rumors among the people that if the soldiers of the Zixiao Army are calculated by the cultivation of martial artists, then ten can kill martial artists, one hundred can kill great martial artists, one thousand can kill martial arts, and ten thousand can kill martial artists.

There may be an exaggeration in it, but it undoubtedly shows how strong the combat effectiveness of the Zixiao Army is.

And now, the batch of Zixiao Army in front of him is the real elite of the Zixiao Army, far from being comparable to the small army in Tianyuan City at the beginning.

Among them, the average cultivation of the soldiers is above the martial master, the average is the great martial artist, and among the core generals, there is no shortage of martial arts and even martial arts.

As for Lu Jiuxiao, who is the leader, there is no doubt that he is a martial saint.