Dozens of miles away, there is a down-and-out man, unkempt, in fact, the man is not very old, but he looks like he is middle-aged with a scruffy beard.

The man was carrying a very old curved bow on his back, and there was a row of feather arrows stained with muddy water hanging next to him, which looked very embarrassed, and he was sleeping sweetly, just when he encountered a burst of rain, he poured a cold heart, and was angry, and when he borrowed wine to eliminate the cold, suddenly the wine jar was hit by a black sword, and the wine jar was not broken, but the wine was flowing all over the place.

The man was not angry, and he did not pity the wasted wine, he grabbed the black sword and smiled brightly, especially after seeing the crooked words on it, he felt very happy.

"Brother Yu, borrow an arrow ......"

"Borrow a fart, don't borrow half an arrow. The man whispered into the air and scolded: "My arrow is used to protect my sister, not a single one can be wasted, you count the green onion, you are a rough man, and the mind is so strong, and the killing methods are endless, killing a few people is just fun, and you still need to borrow arrows?"

"Phew!" the man spat out a grain of sand that fell into his mouth at some point, and found a wordless tombstone idly, leaning on it leisurely and crossing Erlang's legs.

Slowly, he thought about a lot of questions.

As if thinking of a certain guy looking up at the sky, his neck was sore and his eyes were empty, the man laughed contentedly, only to see another grain of sand fall into his mouth for no reason, and the man's face was black and cloudy.

The man changed places, and there was still sand to find him, disturbing his cleanliness, so he simply picked up the worn-out bow and arrow next to him, and took a feather arrow very comfortably, and then closed his eyes leisurely, and carefully pondered the breath that annoyed him carried on the black sword, and with a faint smell of garlic, he suddenly looked up at the deep space, locked, let go, and arrows.

This is the strength of the Divine Arrow Feather, not to mention dozens of miles away, hundreds of miles are also so easy and freehand, he can feel things that others can't feel, even a trace of the smell of hair, as long as he wants.

Xiao Jiansheng's black sword just now had already transmitted the smell and breath of a certain nasty guy, so make a careful comparison...... Well...... That guy wants to pull hatred for himself, but he can't seem to follow his heart, so he can stay alive......

One hundred and ten miles away, Shen Jianning's beautiful colorful eyes stared at the small red sword in his hand, and quietly erased the neat line of small characters, "Give someone a head, if you want it, you will come and get it." ”

Shen Jian Ning first scolded the dead ghost in a low voice, and then said in pieces: "Yes, naturally yes, Brother Xiao's good intentions, Ning Er will definitely accept it." ”

Shen Jian Ning looked back at the other cultivators, and said in an uplifting voice: "Brothers and sisters, which greasy uncle has a ready-made will of heaven and earth to grab, do you want it?"

"Yes, of course, we can't fight the sky, we can't fight the ground, it's still okay to kill a few wastes to relieve boredom. ”

The middle-aged greasy uncle hesitated for a moment and said, "Are there any beautiful girls?"

......

At this moment, Ning San looked at Fu Yao, whose face was like a white snow lotus, and was very proud.

On the contrary, Fu Yao was already a little anxious, she had fallen into a strange formation and could not extricate herself, this formation seemed inconspicuous, but it was specifically aimed at people's minds and had the effect of freezing it.

There were a lot of proud people present, especially the white fat man Bai Wanli, the fat on his face, as Fu Yao's more and more delicate brows and nose flared, trembled slightly, he licked his lips, and glanced at Xiao Jiansheng with a smile, is that guy's heart so big?

Seeing that the woman he brought was about to be tortured to death, and he still had the leisure to pick up the sand in the ground and crush it and then pinch it, or did this guy simply not care about Fu Yao's life or death?

Ning San had a trace of doubt, but he couldn't hide the will of heaven and earth that was about to be acquired.

Tang Niu's eyes swept Xiao Jiansheng defiantly, Xiao Jiansheng chuckled and raised his head, and the eyes of the two disappeared as soon as they touched.

In fact, Tang Niu's thoughts are a little different from others, his thoughts are very simple, he is not interested in Xiao Jiansheng's identity at all, what about Ziyun Boy, cultivation emphasizes one step at a time, there is no shortcut to be found, this is what the master told him, he remembers it very firmly.

Tang Niu just wanted to have a competition with Xiao Jiansheng, since the last battle with the Mozu giants, although defeated, but his Dao heart was not frustrated, but became more and more determined, as for Fu Yao, it seems that killing is a little too much, after all, he has lived in the barbarian tribe for so long, and there are some reasons, so many people are deliberately targeting a woman, and it is not the work of a big husband.

Tang Niu disdained these people and turned away, found a relatively quiet place, and looked at this group of people from a distance, especially Xiao Jiansheng in the crowd, he was observing Xiao Jiansheng's every move, whether it was as legendary.

At this moment, Fu Yao was locked between the ice and snow, her black hair was dyed with frost, the white was dizzying, the whole person looked whiter and more holy, her breathing was a little short, the breath she exhaled was more than the breath she inhaled, the air under the delicate nose was so sweet, but she couldn't inhale it freely, she opened her red mouth hungrily.

The extreme cold invaded the body, her telekinesis was greatly restricted, and the sword of telekinesis condensed several times wanted to destroy those white snow lotus, but it fell short, not only could not break through this ice and snow cage, but also let herself fall into the mud, Fu Yao's eyes became more and more cold, she regretted this trip, regretted meeting him, regretted giving him her essence and blood for free, if not, she could also call other secret methods.

Fu Yao looked at Xiao Jiansheng with complicated eyes, did not squander his physical strength anymore, and suddenly became quiet, allowing those white hoarfrost to cover his body layer by layer.

She's building up strength, she wants to save herself, and she doesn't need any guy to take care of her.

Xiao Jiansheng received Fu Yao's gaze and breathed a sigh of relief, he had already seen the strangeness of this formation, and if he had used it as a waste method, it was not easy for Fu Yao to persist until now, the most important thing was that Xiao Jiansheng saw her little by little deformation at the moment of life and death.

Fu Yao's eyes were closed, her toes slashed across the frozen world, and fell on a snow lotus, several openings were cracked on her forehead, and the red blood was frozen before it could flow out, looking very miserable.

Ning San looked at this scene with a smile, smacked his lips, and said with a smile: "Fu Yao, hand over the cultivation method of the Nian Master, and release your will of heaven and earth for us to absorb, maybe Ning can think about it, whether to let you die here, a beautiful lady like you who is as gentle as jade should die on the soft collapse, don't embarrass yourself, give you ten breaths of time, think about it." ”

Fu Yao hesitated and struggled for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice: "The will of heaven and earth cannot be given to you, you died this heart as soon as possible, if you want to advance to the rank of the master is not as simple as the method of cultivation, you need the blood essence of the barbarians to open the Divine Mansion to achieve it, so you should die hard." ”

Xiao Jiansheng, who was watching the battle from a distance, suddenly turned pale, this scene happened to be captured by Ning San, he lowered his eyebrows and pondered, grinning, "When the time for ten breaths is up, what if I want you to have a drop of blood?"

Ning San suddenly jumped up and pounced on Fu Yao with a cruel smile. Ning San's body technique is indeed faster than that of ordinary people, more than a dozen zhang distance is in the blink of an eye, waving the dragon and phoenix with double daggers and riding close in an instant, stabbing Fu Yao's eyebrows.

Fu Yao in the Frozen Array suddenly came to her senses in a trance, but she was no longer able to make effective evasive movements, she just held the hilt of her sword tightly, and Ning San's dagger had already submerged under her body.

The crowd exclaimed in surprise, especially from Ning San and his gang, all of them were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

However...... Ning San's dagger passed directly through Fu Yao's body, this scene was so similar to which Mo giant Xiao Jian killed at that time, and the crowd seemed to be aware of what was about to happen.

Ning San was extremely alert, the moment his dagger stabbed into the air, his body instinctively floated back, but it was still not faster than Fu Yao's last mental power, the invisible long sword did not hurt Ning San's clothes, and directly left a bloody mouth more than two feet long on his body, which began to flow down from his chin.

With Ning San's injury, the ice and snow array lasted for less than three breaths, and the wheels were covered in the ice and snow around Fu Yao's body, and Fu Yao was finally able to breathe, barely supporting this body, and looked coldly at Ning San with a hideous face.

Ning San barely stood up and scolded: "Cheap woman, plot against me, don't worry, you won't end well." ”

Fu Yao sneered, and said nonchalantly: "I know that you are planning to want the will of heaven and earth in this girl, okay, I'll wait." ”

Fu Yao shook her long hair that was wet with ice water, her eyes were clear and cold and swept over everyone present, and when she swept Bai Wanli, Bai Wanli walked over to meet Fu Yao.

Bai Wanli did it himself, that is, in the expectation of the crowd, but also unexpectedly, in short, I was looking forward to what would happen to this guy with a bad stomach.

Bai Wanli didn't draw his sword, he walked over with a big grin, and when he was more than ten zhang away from Fu Yao, he suddenly spread out his palm, and after a few breaths, a blood-colored token condensed in his palm, and this scene immediately impressed everyone.

Jianghu order, he also has Bai Wanli.

Yu Xuan suddenly shouted: "Fu Yao retreat quickly, you will suffer." ”

Fu Yao didn't know what the Jianghu Order was for, but her powerful telekinesis only touched the blood-colored token, and she was immediately counterattacked, which shocked her soul.

Fu Yao didn't hesitate and floated up.

Bai Wanli smiled cruelly: "I want to leave, it's late!"

Bai Wanli suddenly slapped Fu Yao's back with his backhand, Fu Yao in the air showed no signs of struggle, her body suddenly stopped, and she couldn't move a thing or two in the air.

Bai Wanli laughed, laughing forward and backward, his eyes were extremely debauched, as if he had a kind of meaning to look at the world, but his laughter only lasted for a few breaths, and was interrupted by a dashing sound from far and near.

This Xiaoxiao voice was very low, which could directly affect people's emotions, and suddenly, everyone was looking up at the sky, but Xiao Jiansheng was staring closely at the blood-colored token in Bai Wanli's hand.

He silently counted three times in his heart, and Bai Wanli, who had already realized the danger, was just about to use the incisive blow of the Jianghu Order, when suddenly, his eyes were full of gold, and the next moment he had been shot through his thigh by an inconspicuous feather arrow.