Silk Mao Arrow is a kind of assassination technique, which is generally used to kill and injure souls, and those who are advanced in Taoism can easily injure the soul body of the target.

The other party actually used this kind of Taoist technique to plot against Zhou Jiaxin, with the power of the silk grass arrow just now, it was enough to make an ordinary healthy strong man scatter, and the viciousness of the other party's mind can be imagined, Li Feng's anger burned.

"Can you know where the man is?" The barbarian also had a murderous look on his face, and asked with a fierce anger that went straight up.

"The casting distance of this spell can be very far, I will give him a big gift back and forth!" Li Feng gritted his teeth and said.

Li Feng picked up the piece of silk thatch and held it on his left palm, and the root of the blade of grass turned outward, towards the general direction in which it flew from.

I saw him silently reciting the mantra, holding the sword finger in his right hand and drawing something in the air on the silk grass, after a while, after the mantra was recited, the sword pointed a little to the silk thatch, and the left palm held the silk thatch to his mouth, and gently blew on the silk thatch and its front.

The blade of grass in his palm immediately turned into green and rushed out when he encountered that breath, and disappeared from everyone's sight like lightning along the way.

Originally, the direction of the grass arrow was a mountainside flat land outside the two hills of the valley camp.

The goate-bearded Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the ground thinking about something, not far from him, Zeng Jinbin was lying on the simple hospital bed that had "run away" from the camp, if it weren't for the slight undulation of the sheet covering him to prove that he was still breathing, no matter how he looked at him, he would be a corpse.

The goatee priest was very strange in his heart, a silk grass arrow that he sent out without leaving his hand just now was actually scattered before it had any effect.

Who has such a high path over the camp?

He thought for a while, and decided to send some "private soldiers and horses" to investigate the situation, if he could, he could easily detain the souls of those two sluts, so that they could not survive and die, and then be ghost slaves to his apprentice.

The "soldiers and horses" of the goat-bearded Taoist priests are actually the five resentful ghosts collected by the cultivators who covet the five rampant soldiers or soldiers, and who have learned the law by themselves, and these resentful ghosts have been tortured by various crippled and vicious diseases in their lifetimes, and they have been miserable, desolate, and destitute all their lives, and they are extremely sad and resentful after death.

The goat-bearded Taoist priest secretly kept them by his side and drove them.

As soon as his thoughts came to him, his face suddenly changed, and he received a warning of danger from the "soldiers and horses under his command", and before he could react, a green light rushed from the sky and struck him in the heart with unmistakable accuracy.

"Dang!" There was a crunch.

The goate-bearded Taoist let out a muffled snort, tilted his head and fell down, his hands clenched to his chest, his face trembling in extreme pain, his lips turned white and spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

After a while, he relieved himself slightly, and with difficulty he found a small porcelain bottle in the hanging bag, poured out two small pills and stuffed them into his mouth, and swallowed them.

After a few gentle breaths, he reached into the collar of the robe with his right hand, and took out an object in the heart position, and with his movements, he screamed in pain, and the thing was thrown on the ground beside him without even looking at it, and the silk grass leaf inserted in the heart of the robe also drilled into the hole in the broken robe.

He hurriedly untied the robe, took out a small packet of knife wound powder from his shoulder bag, poured it into the hem of a large piece of robe that he tore off, applied it to the wound on his heart, and then tore off a few steps on the robe to bandage the wound.

Only then did he have time to take a closer look at the oblate round thing that had been taken out.

It was a palm-sized heart goggle magic weapon, with a silk thatch inserted in the center of the magic weapon, and the grass head penetrated the back, penetrating the back about two centimeters.

The goatee Taoist gasped when he stepped on, this heart guard magic weapon was made of stainless steel refined by his heavy money and begging for special techniques, engraved with a large number of runes, and a talisman treasure as thick as ten millimeters, which could not block the power of the opponent's blow.

Who's the hand?

is also using silk grass arrows, but the power is far away, and the judgment is high!

"I've already used the Concealment Technique, how can that person be so easy to determine where I really am? No, it's too dangerous to stay here, you have to leave immediately, and the matter of revenge is slowly being figured out. The goatee priest pondered.

Now that he had made his decision, he climbed into the bed carrying his apprentice in pain and slapped the bed board with a spell, and the wooden bed was like a living animal, using the four feet of the bed as legs, and ran away into the distance.

is also a goatee Taoist clever, he just escaped with his front foot, and Li Feng and the barbarian on his back foot have already chased him to the place where he cast the spell before.

Because Xiaoyun and Shi Fatzi's feet were not strong, Wu Yan, Wu Idiot and Zhou Jiaxin did not come, and it was safer for them to stay in the camp together.

"That's where he just unleashed the silk arrow." Li Feng made a judgment with his breath and confirmed that the other party was the goatee Taoist.

Then he found a broken heart guard and a pool of blood left in the nearby grass, and a green silk thatch leaf inserted in the center of the ritual swayed happily with the gust of wind.

The barbarian found some strange shallow marks in the meadow, leading into the distance like the tracks of a four-legged animal.

Li Feng went over to take a look, but other than that, he only found the footprints of the same person in this small part of the place, so he smiled and said: "This should be left by Zeng Jinbin's hospital bed, and the thief used magic to carry them to escape like an animal." ”

"These spells are magical, so can we still chase them?" The brute pouted.

Li Feng picked up a few yellow silk threads on the ground, felt the breath on them, and determined that they were left by the goat beard Taoist, so he said: "Forget it for the time being, this place is already far away from the camp, don't fall for other people's tricks to move away from the mountain." He must have been badly wounded, I already knew his breath, he couldn't run. ”

The barbarian thought that too, there are still two hidden dangers of ghost babies and evil cultivators in the camp, it is better to solve them first, everyone is scattered, Shi Fatzi, their safety is a problem.

This pursuit failed to slaughter the goatbeard Taoist, although the barbarian was unwilling, but he also knew which was more important, so he returned to the camp with Li Feng.

Zhou Jiaxin's attack on the camp alarmed Daoist Yi and others, and they were relieved to see that she was safe and sound, and they already had a guess in their hearts about who the murderer was.

After understanding what happened, combined with the situation of their infusion into the dog yuan, they admired the force of Li Feng and the barbarian very much.

After Li Feng and the barbarian returned to the camp and took out the heart goggle magic weapon they brought back, the evidence confirmed the crime of the goat beard Taoist.

A group of people sat around the open space of the camp to discuss what had just happened.

Daoist Yi looked at the heart goggles, especially the soft blade of grass inserted in the center and the slight cracks on the edge of the perforation, with a look of disbelief, "Tut-tut, this magic weapon is one of the family backgrounds that the evil Dao often brags about, and it was actually pierced head-on by you with a silk grass arrow." ”