"Boom", "Boom", ......"Boom",

A swift rain of arrows flew by, and it was obvious that the well-trained Flying Feather Squad was significantly faster than the previous group of archers, and the sharp arrows they shot were even more powerful. Although there were only about twenty people, their power was not inferior to that of the hundred archers, but they were even better.

Every arrow fired by the Flying Feather Team was shot towards the vital point of the two figures, including both of them, and the strong wind of the bowstring shook the eardrums. Even if the other two are masters, in the face of such a rain of arrows, I am afraid they will not be pleased.

But unexpectedly, those two figures did not dodge in the slightest, and came directly towards the sharp arrows, which made Qin Yun, Du Ru and the others frown suddenly, and a very bad premonition suddenly appeared in their hearts.

"No, it's bait!" Qin Yun instantly figured out the reason, frowning at the Blood Knife Madman's ruthlessness, he also had a headache for the other party's cunning.

Du Ru also quickly thought of the reason, after his face turned pale, his expression did not panic, but continued to order calmly: "Don't stop, keep shooting." All archers increased their firepower, and the flying feather squad was on high alert. Free fire is allowed once the enemy's track is detected. ”

However, although Du Ru reacted relatively quickly, the speed of the Blood Knife Madman Monk was even faster. He was born in the Qinghai Black Sect, and he has a lot of experience in chasing and being hunted down. The opportunity was fleeting, and he naturally wouldn't let the opportunity he had created so hard to slip away.

For this, it is also worth taking some risks.

Before the Flying Feather Team could draw their bows again, the figure of the Blood Knife Mad Monk had already come towards Qin Yun and the others like lightning. He seemed to recognize Qin Yun's identity, and rushed towards Qin Yun with a roar, wanting to take Qin Yun hostage.

Qin Mengyao's eyes flashed, the long sword in his hand was already unsheathed, and the sharp sword qi stabbed towards the blood knife mad monk at a rapid speed. At the same time, Qin Mengyao's figure also quickly rushed towards Qin Yun's position. Because he felt a little estranged from Qin Yun before, the distance between the two couldn't help but be a little far away. was almost attacked by Qin Yun, and Qin Mengyao suddenly felt caught off guard.

"I was really careless." Qin Mengyao reviewed again in her heart.

The birth of every master is not completed overnight, and it takes a lot of tempering and lessons to finally become a well-known master. Although Qin Mengyao's martial arts are good, she is not experienced enough when she first comes out of the mountain gate, although she has the realm of sword heart, she can't smoothly transform it into her own instincts and means for a while.

"Head!" Du Ru shouted bitterly, and he was about to rush towards Qin Yun desperately, and he even wanted to resist with his body. But even if it was Qin Mengyao, it was too late, let alone an acquired martial artist.

As soon as the Blood Knife Mad Monk appeared, Qin Yun felt a chill all over his body, as if he was being targeted by some ancient beast, almost causing his body to freeze there. Fortunately, the Divine Illumination Sutra was extraordinary, and Qin Yun himself was determined, and he quickly broke free from that stiff feeling.

"Tantric Secret Method!" Qin Yun reacted instantly, no matter how inferior he was, he had experienced life and death, how could a person who had been a human being in two lives be so easily frightened. Only if the Blood Knife Mad Monk has performed the secret method of Tantra and wants to deter himself, this is the most likely situation.

However, at this moment's effort, the figure of the Blood Knife Mad Monk was already close at hand, and it was impossible for Qin Yun to avoid it.

"Hahahaha!"

The Blood Knife Madness Monk laughed wildly, ignoring Qin Mengyao's sword qi and the sharp arrows of the Flying Feather Squad, and stretched out his big hand to capture Qin Yun with one hand. As long as Qin Yun was in his hands, the Blood Knife Mad Monk believed that his life would not be in danger.

Although those hypocrites of the White Dao are hateful, they still pay attention to their external reputation, not to mention that the person in front of them is definitely not simple.

Since Qin Yun rarely wears official uniforms, (he only wears them when he meets officials), the Blood Knife Mad Monk also doesn't know Qin Yun's identity. But his eyes were very poisonous, and he had seen that Qin Yun's identity was not simple in the early days, and it was even more so when he looked at it now.

Suddenly facing a crisis, Qin Yun's eyes narrowed, and instead of retreating, he took half a step forward and made a very standard knife drawing action. Qin Yun's current proficiency in drawing a sword and slashing has reached more than 1,500 proficiency, and in terms of power alone, it is not even inferior to Qin Yun's move to 'open the mountain'. It's just that there is only one knife to draw a knife, and it takes a long time to store gas, which is easy to be restrained, and it is always not as convenient as 'opening a mountain'.

"Draw your sword and slash!"

Qin Yun didn't let out any shouts, but his flushed face and sharp eyes all meant that Qin Yun had used all his strength. Just when the Blood Knife Madness Monk approached Qin Yun three meters in front of him, and the other party's spitting full of the stench of wine and meat almost sprayed on his face, Qin Yun finally moved.

“……”

The knife came out silently, or Qin Yun's speed was faster than the sound. No one can describe this knife, this is the knife that Qin Yun has practiced for the longest time, when he was six years old, Qin Yun began to practice martial arts, there is no internal strength, no martial arts, only this knife. More than ten years of accumulation day after day, more than ten years of perseverance every day, more than ten years of sustenance of all feelings, finally broke out completely today.

When Qin Yun swung this knife, his heart was unprecedentedly peaceful. He didn't care about the impending crisis, he didn't care about the result of this knife, he only felt that he was alone in the vast earth, as if everything in the world was open to him, and finally let him see a trace of the 'truth' between heaven and earth.

"Impossible!" Before the smile on the face of the Blood Knife Maniac Monk could be put down, a trace of horror had just spread, mixed with a hideous look in it, and his expression was indescribably distorted.

The wonder of this knife was far beyond the imagination of the Blood Knife Madman, and he didn't even feel or perceive it at all when this knife came to him. Fortunately, many years of rich experience saved him, and he turned around slightly when he felt that something was wrong, and his body retreated wildly, avoiding the key point in time. Even so, the Blood Knife Maniac's monk didn't have time to completely avoid it, and Qin Yun's long knife left a deep knife mark on his thick chest, almost visible to the bone.

Qin Yun was holding the long knife, his empty head had just come back to his senses, and he was holding on to his already empty body and panting heavily, and he didn't have time to look at the Blood Knife Madman Monk at all. At the same time, Qin Mengyao, Du Ru and the others had already caught up, and Du Ru and the others frantically crowded around Qin Yun and surrounded Qin Yun. And Qin Mengyao took a deep look at Qin Yun, who was surrounded by everyone, and his body jumped, heading towards the Blood Knife Madman.