The heroes of the Divine Soldier Alliance who escaped from the cave are like lost dogs, fish that have slipped through the net, one by one, the soles of their feet are windy, and they rush back along the way they came, and it didn't take two hours, and the senior masters with high skill among the people have already flown through the volley flying bridge in the giant cave in the rock, and ran along the initial tunnel towards the entrance of the cave. And those younger generations who are weak in light skills and the heroes who are only good at hard skills can only sigh at the space that is a foot away, as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

When the glimmer of light at the mouth of the cave appeared in front of the heroes of the Divine Soldier Alliance, the leading Zhuang Xingba, Yu Feiyang, Song Wanhao and others all showed relieved expressions, and strengthened under their feet, just waiting for one to vacate and leave this place of right and wrong early. The swimming fish body method of the fish flying can be said to be the most exquisite among the people present, and even the crane crossing skill of Mei Zizi, the master of the Six Arts Hall, is slightly inferior. I saw him let out a soft roar, and his body flew out like a whirlwind, rushing out of the cave before Zhu Xiong. He still had a vicious thought in his heart: long before the Divine Soldier Alliance set off, he had already sent the elite masters of Tiger Hill Villa to ambush in the nearby townships, and followed the people of the Divine Soldier Alliance all the way to the entrance of the treasure. He originally thought that if he could capture the God of War Heavenly Soldier, it would be good, if he couldn't get it, he would get out of the cave first, and then order the disciples of the sect who were ambushed at the entrance of the cave to install ** near the cave, block the entrance of the treasure cave, and trap all the masters of treasure hunting in the treasure. Then from now on, even if there is no god of war heavenly soldiers, Tiger Hill Flying Fish Pond can still be ranked among the best in the martial arts.

At this time, it was already the early morning of the next day, and the faint morning light was faintly sprinkled on the lotus mountain, and everything near the cave entrance was shrouded in a hazy mist. As soon as Yu Feiyang rushed out of the hole, he immediately reached into his arms and shot a portable rocket into the air like lightning. As a flash of fire rose into the sky, he raised his arms and shouted, "Do it!" As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce wave of arrows and feathers shot at him in a dense manner. The fish Feiyang was startled, and slammed his feet, and his body jumped out of the water like a swordfish, and rushed diagonally into the air without any support. Despite his swift strain, three iron arrows were still firmly nailed to his legs. The fish in mid-air screamed, lost its balance, and circled in the air. At this moment, another clump of arrow feathers rose from the sky and shot him into a hornet's nest, and he screamed and fell to the ground, several iron arrows that hit him in the back touched the ground and broke, and the broken shaft of the arrow was again mercilessly inserted into his body. Yu Feiyang roared unwillingly, spat out a mouthful of blood, and died with a staring at unplanned ambition.

At the moment when Yu Feiyang fell to the ground and died, Song Wanhao and Zhuang Xingba jumped out of the cave together, and the two exchanged a move like lightning with their sword palms, and shot a portable rocket at the same time, shouting in unison: "Hurry up!" It turned out that these two people were like Yu Feiyang, and they ambushed people at the entrance of the cave, wanting to bury all the heroes of the Divine Soldier Alliance on Lotus Mountain.

The sky did not obey people's wishes, and the stormy arrow feathers covered the two people with ghosts in their hearts again. Zhuang Xingba and Song Wanhao didn't have time to care about each other, and at the same time they danced their iron palms and long swords and struggled to strike the oncoming arrows.

At this moment, two groups of black shadows suddenly came under the cover of arrows and feathers in the sky, shooting towards Song Wanhao and Zhuang Xingba respectively. Song Wanhao and Zhuang Xingba can be said to have been frightened by the God of War Heavenly Soldiers, but at this time, there was a sudden change, coupled with the fact that the master of the original arrangement did not appear, they were hit in their hearts, and there was an error in their judgment, and they flew back towards the entrance of the cave at the same time. The entrance to the cave was originally narrow, and the two of them couldn't move away and collided together. Zhuang Xingba was the first to suffer, and was cut in two by the giant blade like a flying swallow, flying to the sides. Song Wanhao dodged a step faster, but his left hand, which did not hold the sword, was cut off at the shoulder. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and rushed headlong into the cave.

People often go to trouble and don't go alone, and Song Wanhao, who rushed back to the cave, and Mei Zizi, who rushed out, collided with each other. Mei Zizi could have rushed out of the hole for the second time, but when he was about to step out of the cave door, he was forcibly pulled back by Song Wanhao and Zhuang Xingba, and rolled a heel, of course, he was resentful in his heart, and he held his breath and was ready to rush out of the hole and reason with them. So he had a lot of strength under his feet, and the momentum was amazing. Song Wanhao was caught off guard, and was knocked out by his whole person, once again exposed to the mysterious archer outside the cave. A bowstring sounded, and Song Wanhao, who had exhausted the calculations, finally failed to escape his doom, and was firmly nailed to the ground by dozens of sharp arrows, lying side by side with Yu Feiyang.

At this time, Mei Zizai was slammed by Song Wanhao, rolling all the way down the tunnel and rolling back. At this time, Murong Longting and Ouyang Ping didn't look at him, they both crossed his tumbling body and rushed out towards the entrance of the cave. Mei Zizi, who already knew that something was wrong, lay on the ground and shouted anxiously: "Two, don't rush out to die!" But his words were drowned out by the chaotic footsteps in the tunnel, and countless heroes with light skills jumped over his lying body and rushed towards the entrance of the cave.

Ouyang Ping rushed out of the cave first, and immediately saw the shocking corpses of the fish flying, Song Wanhao and Zhuang Xingba, and his heart was just cold, and the sound of a thunderbolt-like bowstring sounded in the shadows in all directions. Ouyang Ping hurriedly concentrated his breath, and his hands shrunk into his long sleeves. Strong winds blow, and countless carved arrows come in all directions, like broken bamboos. Ouyang Ping's body was centered on his left heel, spinning like a whirlwind, his long sleeves spinning and flying, and all the carved arrows that shot at him were all collected in his sleeves without leaking. This is exactly the famous move of the Ouyang family that is rampant in the rivers and lakes. This martial arts set up a relatively closed space through the sleeves, and then the luck of both hands spiraled in the sleeves, forming a powerful tubular airflow, with a strong suction power, it is difficult for any secret weapon to escape the fate of being absorbed by his hands, it is really a miraculous skill. However, his Ten Thousand Streams Returning to the Sect consumed extremely internal strength, but he could no longer do it, and if he couldn't break through this extremely tight bow and arrow ambush circle, he would eventually be unable to escape death.

At this time, he heard the familiar sound of breaking wind behind him, and immediately shouted, "Brother Murong, go on!" "

"Brother Murong?" Murong Longting was stunned for a while, he never even dreamed that Ouyang Ping, who had a blood feud with him, would actually call him Brother Murong. Just as he raised his eyes to look, Ouyang Ping had already thrown a handful of carved arrows into the sky in his arms.

"The timing and the location are just right!" Murong Longting had mixed feelings in his heart, and he was full of emotion. But the time was ahead, and he was not allowed to think too much, and after years of hard practice, his body was already like a whirlwind, soaring into the air, and rushing towards the bundle of carved arrows. For a moment, he had a bundle full of carved arrows in his hand, and then he spun around in mid-air with a swift and light spirit, and dozens of arrows shot out towards the shade of the tree where the mysterious archer was hidden in all directions. The screams continued to sound, and judging from the sounds, more than a dozen people were hit by this unexpected attack and fell to the ground and died.

Murong Longting fell to the ground, and there were still half of the arrows in his hand, he turned around on the spot again, and shot the remaining arrows at once, and the miserable cries of nearly ten people came. What he used was the technique of throwing golden needles in the rain that had been passed down from generation to generation by the Murong family. Ouyang Ping and Murong Longting have been lifelong opponents, one is a concealer and the other is a concealer, and they both know each other well. Therefore, just now, Ouyang Ping almost didn't have to think about it to make the most suitable judgment for the current situation, and handed the arrow to Murong Longting, who was famous for his secret weapon kung fu, and Murong Longting also happened to stand in the most suitable place to launch an attack.

The two looked at each other tacitly, and said in unison: "It turns out that he is the one who knows me best." "

At this moment, another earth-shattering bowstring sounded, and Ouyang Ping staggered in front of Murong Longting, his hundred rivers confluence had already been used once, and he had absorbed more than a hundred carved arrows in one go, which had already brought him to the limit. But at the moment of life and death, he had to launch this stunt again and fight to break the net. Ouyang Ping's body began to spin again, but much slower than the first time. Blood splattered from his swirling body and spilled onto Murong Longting's body.

"Brother Ouyang!" Murong Longting burst into tears, and finally shouted out the words that he thought he would never be able to say in his life. Ouyang Ping knelt on the ground weakly and held the carved arrow in his hand high above his head.

"I'm fighting with you!" Murong Longting roared wildly, grabbed the carved arrow above Ouyang Ping's head, his body spiraled wildly, and a puff of arrow feathers roared out of his hand, shooting wildly towards the surrounding shades, and the screams echoed in his ears like fairy music. A carved arrow flew from the side, digging deep into his left waist, followed by another quick arrow in his chest. Murong Longting gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, still spun around, shooting out the carved arrows in his hand one by one until his hand was empty.

There was another burst of flying arrows like feathers, and Murong Longting's body was densely covered with long arrows, and he still unrelentingly spun in two circles in place before he fell to the ground. Ouyang Ping, who was beside him, was already kneeling on the ground, his breath cut off. This pair of enemies of life and death finally abandoned the unknown hatred of the two families for more than a hundred years at the last moment of their lives and died side by side.

In the morning light, Princess Jinxiu was dressed in a strong costume and wore a purple and green sword at her waist, standing proudly on the mountain road of Lotus Mountain. On either side of her stood the battleable, the mountains and rivers. And behind her, the masters of the Tu Nan team led by Pu Aman stood bent. In the middle of the rugged mountain road, there are Tiger Hill Village, the Shenlong Gang, and the elite masters of the Bashu Song family. The morning breeze blows through her body, her flowing hair dances in the wind, and in this hideous and terrifying scenery, her extraordinary and sassy demeanor is even more revealed, picturesque and intoxicating

When Murong Longting fell to his feet in the chaos of arrows, Pu Aman arched his hands and said to Princess Jinxiu: "The princess has a clever plan, and from now on, the Han people's martial arts will be in a slump." "

Princess Jinxiu brushed her hair that was blown to her eyes by the breeze, smiled slightly bitterly, and said softly: "Sluggish? It's too early to tell. "