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"Zheng!"

At this critical moment, a metallic string sound suddenly sounded. Zuo Qianqian, who had always been looked down upon and ignored by Situ Nan, finally pulled the first Qianji crossbow. The sharp arrows that broke off the string flickered like a star, piercing the air with a swift burst and a sharp roar.

Situ Nan has also experienced countless battles large and small in his life, and he is also a saint-level powerhouse, and his divine sense is extremely sharp. When the strings sounded, he moved, dragging his badly wounded body, and his body shook to dodge the sharp arrow.

But the Ice Sword Saint's last palm that was full of fighting spirit hit him extremely badly, and his vitality was broken. The only thing that supported him not to fall down was the vast Netherworld Fighting Qi and the tenacious vitality in his body. In this way, a flaw was exposed.

Lei Qing instantly seized this opportunity, carrying the Ice Spirit Sword, and the Thunder Fighting Qi in his body burned to the extreme. The figure leaped forward and jumped high. The cold light of the Ice Spirit Sword turned into a thunderbolt, thunder, thunder, and slashed downward. The sword light was bright and distorted, like a thunderbolt of thunder and lightning.

"Thunderbolt on a Sunny Day", the fourth style of the Heavenly Thunder Battle Technique was originally a knife style. But when used with a sword, the power is not inferior. This style is domineering and ferocious, putting all the power on the attack, with a tragic momentum that never returns, either the enemy dies or I die.

If it were normal, a person of Lei Qing's level would be desperate. Situ Nan didn't take it seriously, but at this moment, he felt a majestic pressure rushing towards him. But how could a beast that had been hit hard with common sense? Situ Nan just shook his body slightly, then he sneered and blocked with one hand, and pushed towards Lei Qing with the other palm.

Shhh

There was no doubt that Lei Qing cut off Situ Nan's arm with a sword. But at the same time, he was hit on the shoulder by Situ Nan's palm. Click, the shoulder blade broke and flew upside down. Crash into a pile of cobblestones. The dark, lingering Netherworld Fighting Qi penetrated into his body like maggots attached to his bones, eroding his meridians and body.

Fortunately, Situ Nan is already at the end of the strong crossbow, and he has been severely injured and fought so far, and his fighting spirit has been violently consumed, and his strength in ten percent is probably not enough even three percent. And Lei Qing also dodged the key point at the last moment. Although this blow was very fierce, the surname was worry-free.

Situ Nan was also very good, and his hand was cut off by the Ice Spirit Sword, as if he had been cut off a piece of dead wood on his body, and not even a trace of blood was left. Apparently, the fighting qi had been activated to seal the blood vessels of the wound.

Whoosh~ Another sharp arrow crit sounded. This time, Situ Nan was really about to run out of oil. No matter how strong he is, he is still a human after all. Not to mention all kinds of crippling and fatal injuries, just talking about the attack of cold ice fighting qi that invaded his body was enough for him to bear.

With a pop, a sharp arrow slammed into his chest three inches. The power of a thousand-machine crossbow can not even enter a stone without a feather. The impact shook Situ Nan and staggered back, but he still stood still, and there seemed to be anger, unwillingness, disappointment, and disbelief in his vicious eyes. There is even a hint of relief.

Whoosh, another thousand crossbow strings. This time, the sharp arrow was directly inserted into Situ Nan's throat. After snorting, Situ Nan fell straight forward and threw himself on the broken pebbles that had been washed away by the mountain stream all year round.

Obviously, Zuo Qianqian was cautious, afraid that Situ Nan would not die under the previous crossbow, so he made up for an extra crossbow. It can be seen that although Zuo Qianqian is young, she is still very mature and stable in her mind. After seeing that Situ Nan really fell, she hurriedly threw away the Qianji crossbow, rushed up with a fall, helped Lei Qing's upper body, and shouted with a pale face: "Brother Lei, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I can't die. Lei Qing saw that at the last moment, Zuo Qianqian did not drop the chain, but after he was desperately injured, he still calmly shot Situ Nan's two crossbows. Knock that terrible thief straight down. This made Lei Qing breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he secretly thought that Zuo Qianqian was really a natural assassin. But as he spoke, he touched the wound on his left shoulder, and he grinned a little in pain: "This netherworld fighting spirit is really difficult, so cold, so painful, and gloomy." ”

Zuo Qianqian is not the kind of ignorant girl, when she saw Lei Qing speak clearly, in the position of the wound, it was obviously not a fatal injury. As for the Netherworld Dou Qi that followed and invaded his body, although it would make him suffer for a while, it was not impossible to dissolve. The tense heart was also relieved, and he pouted and complained: "Brother Lei, you are really, at the last moment, how can you raise your sword and fight with him, and run to me is the right thing." ”

"Hehe, I was in a hurry and forgot. Lei Qing smiled, but immediately turned into a bitter smile because of the pain.

"I think you forgot something?" Zuo Qianqian snorted, and while beginning to skillfully help Lei Qing deal with her wounds, she said dissatisfiedly: "I think you are afraid that you will also be involved in the battle and be killed and injured by Situ Nan." Brother Lei, you don't trust me. I'm also a fighter, and I'm your teammate, not your oil bottle. If you run with him towards me, I can easily aim because the target is traveling in a straight line, and I have a good chance of blowing his head off with a crossbow. ”

"Ouch, ouch, tap, auntie, you can't declare a personal vendetta. Next time, next time I trust you absolutely. I'm also because our family Qianqian is beautiful and cute, I'm afraid that Situ Nan will hurt your face. Lei Qing was made to scream by her deliberate and rough way of treating the wound. Secretly don't look at Zuo Qianqian, who is usually well-behaved and never arrogant, but if she annoys her, she will still lose her temper.

Actually, where did Lei Qing expect it. This time, it's really not purely because of the distrust of her. Before, Lei Qing hugged and hugged the cold moon dance, and they were affectionate. Although because of trust, I knew that it was Lei Qing acting. But it made Zuo Qianqian, a little girl, feel very uncomfortable. She and Lei Qing, although they have known each other for a short time, haven't even arrived for two months. However, the two have experienced a lot of things together, experienced the tragic death of their grandfather, and helped their grandfather avenge him, all the sustenance and thoughts have been unconsciously placed on Lei Qing.

Seeing Lei Qing begging for mercy, he coaxed her sweetly. Zuo Qianqian laughed happily and helped him deal with his wounds with his heart: "Then you say, is Qianqian good-looking, or is that cold and fierce old woman of the Cold Moon Palace good-looking?"

"Just kidding, how can that be compared?" Lei Qing looked shocked.

"What?" Zuo Qianqian raised her eyebrows, pursed her mouth, and wanted to go crazy.

"Qianqian, don't be kidding. Our family Qianqian is the cutest and most beautiful girl in the whole continent. Why are you asking such stupid questions?" Lei Qing took it for granted, as if Zuo Qianqian's words were so incredible.

Zuo Qianqian was coaxed into a heart as sweet as eating honey, and just when she wanted to speak, she caught a glimpse of Situ Nan, who was already lying on the ground like a dead dog, and moved. When his heart suddenly tightened, he suddenly saw Situ Nan, who was already dead, suddenly burst out like a zombie, and pounced on his obscene face with a hideous and fierce face, and slapped it fiercely: "Boy, even if the old man is dead, he will pull you on his back." "Because of an arrow in the throat, even the speech leaked and became hoarse.

Zuo Qianqian was also careful enough, but he misestimated the terrifying vitality of a saint-rank powerhouse. Although the people in the Holy Rank are still in the human realm, their vitality is already many times stronger than that of ordinary people, and it is difficult to measure it with common sense.

"Brother Lei, be careful. Zuo Qianqian was in a hurry, and her pale face reflexively pounced on Lei Qing, and blocked a palm for him with her back, and with a pounce, blood spurted out.

"Qianqian. Seeing this, Lei Qing roared with grief and indignation, but fortunately, the Ice Spirit Sword in his right hand had not been lost so far. Ignoring his injuries, he rose up violently and swept away with a sword. directly cut off Situ Nan's head.

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