A muffled grunt sounded.

Several people were shot by sharp arrows and suffered some injuries, some severe and some light.

This round of feather arrows did come a little suddenly, and everyone didn't even have time to take out the flying talisman to bless the speed.

"The Dharma is boundless!" In the third-level "Spartan War Cry", Tang Luo put blessings on the five people, ensuring that three of the seriously injured unlucky ones still had enough mobility.

You won't be killed by random arrows next.

The other two were chosen at random.

Li casually cut down the arrow block in front of him, and dodged a big rock next to him very cleverly.

Nan Taisheng used the angry Zhu Qian as a meat shield.

After a while, the feather arrows stopped, and where Tang Luo and the others were, a lot of arrows fell on the ground, and some blood was sprinkled on the ground.

Maeda Nozomi and others directly lost their combat effectiveness.

Leaning against the rocks, he said he could still salvage it.

Li casually was pierced through his arm by a feather arrow, and a feather arrow pierced into his shoulder, which was not a serious injury, but he had no combat effectiveness in a short time.

Zhang Xiuping was hit by an arrow in the knee, but he was playing with a gun, sitting and lying down.

Tang Yuhan and Nan Taisheng were unharmed.

What Tang Yuhan was holding in his hand was Zhu Qian's Thousand Rainbow Sword, and if he looked closely, he would find that extremely faint blood light was entwined on the blade.

That was Tang Yuhan's ability, the oath of blood.

You can wrap your blood around your weapon, and when you attack, you can absorb the enemy's blood and use it for your own use.

Nan Taisheng didn't use any weapons, and he was still bare-handed...... But he had Zhu Qian in his hand.

To be precise, it is the corpse that wishes a thousand deaths.

Just now, Nan Taisheng used Zhu Qian as a shield and blocked a lot of arrows.

Zhu Qian was pierced with twenty arrows, and some of them were at the critical point, and he was already dead.

Nan Taisheng didn't let go of Zhu Qian, it doesn't matter if a person dies, just use it.

Zhu Qianshuang's eyes widened, and he would never have thought of it before he died.

He didn't die in the hands of Tang Luo and these people, and in the end he was inexplicably killed by his own people.

He is the young palace master of the Black Heaven Divine Palace, the only heir, are these people's brains broken?

"Oh, I accidentally killed the young palace master, you idiots, don't you look at it when you shoot arrows?"

A pretentious voice came.

A group of people slowly walked out, more than fifty people, and surrounded Tang Luo and them.

Many of them were holding bows and arrows, and the arrows behind them were already empty.

The leader was a man dressed like Zhu Qian, who looked quite young and had a malicious smile on his face.

Those killers of the Black Heaven Divine Palace did not answer his words.

It's just silent, exuding a murderous aura, like a pack of predatory wolves.

"No way, I made a mistake." The man looked at Tang Luo and said, "I have to carry your heads to the palace master and ask him to be—"

Before he finished speaking, a fist in front of him continued to expand, and the strong wind stirred his hair.

The man's eyes widened, and for the first time he felt that the speed of his proud body was too slow.

Ao Yulie smashed a punch into the man's face, his nose broke and sunken, and blood gushed out.

The head tugged at the body and flew up, crashing into the killer behind him.

Several people collided and fell heavily to the ground, and the man led by him only had no breath out.

"I thought it was a master...... Ao Yulie shook off the blood on his hand, grabbed it to the side, and snatched a sharp sword that stabbed him into his hand.

With a sword in one hand and a "dragon claw skill", it is easier to kill the majestic fish with one enemy and ten.

"Huh!"

Sweeping away the killer in front of him, Ao Yulie made a move, and suddenly looked in the direction of Zhu Buwen.

Over there, a flash of blood.

It can be seen that the big men carrying the reclining chairs are already lying on the ground, and the corpses are shaped like dried corpses, and they are not as strong as they were before their deaths.

The flesh and blood were completely gone.

Tang Yuhan, who was keen on qi and blood, also looked over there, his face uncertain.

She felt that a large amount of qi and blood was disappearing, as if the water had merged into a bottomless pit.

"It hurts." The voice of Zhu Bu came out.

A figure slowly stood up, and he could see that the wound on Zhu Buwen's chest was constantly growing and entangled with flesh buds.

With a simple movement of getting up, the terrible wound had disappeared and healed completely.

Zhu Buwen held the knife with a black lotus gauntlet in his right hand.

The scabbard is gone, and the same black blade is not curved, three fingers wide, with a blade on one side and a curvature at the top.

Black flames danced above.

There is no temperature at all, but there is a feeling of coldness.

The blade touched the ground, and the blood around it flowed and wrapped around the blade, turning into black flames.

Black Flame Demon Knife!

Six years ago, he was last seen in the sight of the Jianghu people, and then disappeared.

It is named after the black flame that burns on the blade.

Holder, fight undead!