The corners of Yuanchen's pale mouth hooked up a touch of gloom, and then he slowly raised his right hand, and his fingers drew straight through the air, and in an instant, a dark red arrow appeared on his palm.

The sharp arrow was suspended, and the sharp tip of the arrow pointed directly at Jiang Shaobai's heart. There was a slight silence for a moment, and I saw Yuanchen's fingers flick lightly, and the sharp arrow was like a brown lightning, shaking for a moment, and then quickly disappeared.

No, it's not that it's gone, it's that the speed of the arrow is too fast, far beyond the speed of the teenager's naked eye.

Unable to see, but able to clearly feel the breath of death, Jiang Shaobai thought in his heart that he should dodge, but because of the intense fear, his body became stiff and numb, unable to move, and could only wait for the sharp arrow of death to penetrate his heart.

In the moment of life and death, a blue flash of light suddenly shot out from under Yuanchen's white robe, stabbing straight into Yuanchen's throat, Yuanchen's face was shocked, but he reacted quickly, and his body immediately leaned back, which was extremely dangerous to avoid the blue light, but his neck was cut with a very thin cut, like a slender silk.

After the blue light injured Yuanchen, it appeared in front of Jiang Shaobai in an instant, only to see a flash of strong light, and the sharp arrow shot at Jiang Shaobai was blocked.

Everything happened in an instant, Yang Ming's eyes couldn't see what was going on at all, but when his eyes saw clearly again, he saw Wu Jian standing in front of Jiang Shaobai, he was holding a blue light long sword in his left hand, his expression was serious, the long hair on his forehead was blown by the wind, revealing a pair of sharp black eyes, but his clothes were stained with black and red blood, exuding a cold killing intent, he looked like a soldier who had just finished a bloody battle of life and death.

It's just that the blue sword only appeared for a second, and after that, it disappeared from Wu Jian's hand.

"Uncle ......" saw Wu Jian, and Yang Ming cried with joy, as if he had finally seen a warm dawn on a long cold night.

Xin'er cried even more, she covered her mouth, tears rolled down, at that moment just now, the girl really thought that Brother Wang Jiang Shaobai was going to die, "Uncle, thank you......"

Jiang Shaobai was still stiff on the ground, his life was saved, but his soul was frightened, and he was still hovering on the verge of death, until Xin'er cried and hugged his stiff body, Jiang Shaobai came back to his senses, "I'm still alive?"

"Well, Brother Wang, you didn't die, it was the uncle who saved you. None of us will die, Uncle has come to save us. ”

Xin'er hugged Jiang Shaobai's body, turned around, looked at Wu Jian gratefully with a pair of teary eyes, and said.

Taking advantage of the gap, Yang Ming hurriedly walked to Wu Jian's side, "Uncle, where have you been? Why did you suddenly appear here?"

Wu Jian didn't answer the young man's words, he just glanced at Yang Ming and Xin'er out of the corner of his eye, the young man was scarred all over and almost died. Seeing this, Wu Jian's eyes swelled with anger.

Wu Jian turned his eyes, glared at Yuanchen angrily, and said, "Yuanchen, you are so cruel, don't you even let go of a few children?"

"Kid, there are only two kinds of people in my Yuanchen's eyes, and that is the dead and the dying people. ”

As he spoke, Yuan Chen's right hand covered the wound on his neck, where bright red blood was flowing, and then looking at the expression on Yuan Chen's face, anger and horror coexisted, and a pair of dark eyes stared at Wu Jian viciously.

Yang Ming looked at the wound on Yuanchen's neck suspiciously, Yang Ming stabbed him in the heart so many swords before, Yuanchen didn't care, but now he cares so much about the wound on his neck, look carefully at the blood that flowed out, the color is very bright red, and before Yuanchen's body was stabbed, the blood that flowed out was dark red, and it was very viscous, not so much blood, but more like red ink with a bloody smell. Looking at the painful and angry expression on Yuan Chen's face at this time, it was obvious that Wu Jian's attack just now really hurt Yuan Chen, and it almost killed him, so Yuan Chen made such an expression.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming was even more puzzled, "It's the same sword, why can the uncle's sword hurt Yuanchen?"

Listening to the question in the young man's heart, Zu Ze chuckled lightly and explained, "Young Master, although you and Wu Jian use the same sword, but the light you use is very different, you use the light of Wu Yao, while Wu Jian uses the light of Taiyao, the light of Taiyao has the lethality that can penetrate everything, and the effect of this penetration is that it can break through the enemy's Heavenly Rank Elephant Technique and hurt the opponent's entity, even if the opponent's body turns into flames, or flowing water, the light of Taiyao can also hurt him." ”

"I see. ”

I had heard Zu Ze say before that Wu Jian had cultivated to the realm of the Divine Dao and was able to use the light of Taiyao, and the blue light that was wrapped around his blade was the light of Taiyao.

Yuan Chen's fingers wiped the blood on his neck, then put it to his lips and licked it, the salty taste came into his mouth, which aroused his killing intent. Yuan Chen stared at Wu Jian and said, "It's worthy of you, it's amazing to be able to run out of my painting." ”

Yesterday, after Wu Jian rescued Liu Chen, he was about to rush back to the Mountain of No Return, but he didn't want to meet the ghost "Yuanchen" in the forest, but that "Yuanchen" was actually a clone of the real Yuanchen using mental images, brushes, and paintings. Wu Jian was deceived by his doppelganger, and was entered into the painting environment arranged by Yuanchen in advance, and finally trapped in Yuanchen's painting.

After Yuanchen put away the "painting", he put it under his white robe, and the blue light just now was the one that Wu Jian stabbed through Yuanchen's painting with his sword and rushed out of the painting.

Listening to Yuanchen's words of "appreciation", Wu Jian was very annoyed, in his ears, the other party's words were clearly mocking his stupidity, "Hmph, the great thing should be you Yuanchen, I actually fell for you, I was trapped in the painting by you, and I was trapped all night." If it weren't for the fact that I heard Yang Ming's voice just now, let me see through that it was actually a painting, not the real world, I would have swung my sword to pierce a gap in the sky and rushed out, otherwise, I would still be blinded by you in the painting. ”

"Hear my voice?" Yang Ming blinked, and then looked back and thought, it should be when he swung his sword and stabbed Yuanchen's heart in a row just now, Wu Jian heard my angry shout.

"Yuanchen, with me, I won't let you hurt these children again. Wu Jian took a step forward, blocked in front of Yang Ming and the others, and said resolutely to Yuanchen.

The corners of Yuanchen's mouth couldn't help twitching, and he said angrily, "Bastard, I'm so angry, first the black armor was made like this, and then this group of hateful imps, and finally you came out to hinder me...... Bastards, bastards, one after another, I'm really getting more and more upset......"

Angry eyes glanced at Wu Jian, Yang Ming and the others in turn, and Yuan Chen thought in his heart. Liu Qianyu, he is the person the leader is looking for, don't kill him; Yang Ming, An Shice pleaded and asked me to spare his life, but I have already spared him once before, and I am worthy of An Shice, and now he himself is looking for death, then I can't blame me; Wu Jian, he killed the ghost and sent Zhu Hai, damn it, but the leader gave the order to kill him to that woman, and I can't kill him, but Wu Jian is now in front of me, insisting on going against me, okay, Wu Jian is going to die anyway, no one kills the same......"

After pondering in his heart for a moment, Yuanchen made up his mind to kill, he raised his eyes, his gaze was awe-inspiring, and he said viciously, "Okay, Lao Tzu has decided, among you, except for Liu Qianyu, all of you have to die." ”

As soon as the words of killing came out, Wu Jian immediately made a posture of battle, his brows furrowed, and he stared at Yuanchen's actions.

Yuanchen raised his right hand, holding a paintbrush between his fingers, and was about to put down the pen, when suddenly, his hand stopped at the pen, only to see his eyes wide, staring ahead, and his pale face showed a strange frightened look, as if he had seen a ghost.

Wu Jian was startled at first, and then he also felt that a very powerful force was approaching here from a distance at an incredible speed.

And this power, with a familiar atmosphere.

Wu Jian immediately turned around and looked at the far end behind him, an extremely dazzling light flashed at the end of his line of sight at an extremely fast speed, and by the time his eyes were about to see clearly, it was already too late, the bright light had already swept past Wu Jian's side, and he only felt a knife-like stinging pain on his cheeks.

The bright light pierced straight at Yuanchen, and finally stopped in front of his right eye, only a millimeter gap from Yuanchen's black eyeball, as long as he got a little closer, his eyeball would be pierced.

Wu Jian turned around, and only then did he see clearly that it was a silver leaf-shaped dart hanging in front of Yuanchen's right eye.

Silence, death-like silence! Everyone held their breath, and Yuanchen's breathing was even more stagnant, only a drop of cold sweat the size of a bean oozed from his forehead.

Time seemed to stand still for a second.

In the next moment, as if a gust of wind broke in, I saw a ghost-like woman appear in front of Yuanchen, also dressed in white with the word "ghost", and her long black hair was draped behind her like flowing water.

Her appearance, silent, without warning, I saw that she gently grabbed the dart hanging in front of Yuanchen's right eye, and then she approached Yuanchen's ear and whispered, "Yuanchen, he is my prey, you should know, what are the consequences of killing my prey without authorization, right?"

Her words were soft, like a breeze blowing through the willows, but they were full of deadly murderous intent.

His throat rolled with difficulty, Yuan Chen stiffened up, and said cautiously, "No, no, no, you misunderstood, how dare I kill your prey? I want to arrest him and hand him over to you for disposal." ”

"Really?" the woman held the dart, then slowly moved down, and finally stopped at Yuanchen's heart, her tone suddenly showed a sharp edge, and said, "However, I clearly felt the killing intent just now." ”

As soon as the words came out, Yuanchen's heart suddenly stopped.

Taiyao War Chronicle