Ye Qiu's grasp of the timing has never lost to anyone, especially in the face of this man with a gun on his back, he didn't dare to be careless, so the moment he suppressed the other party with the flying knife, he directly sent a fatal blow.

But he didn't expect that his spear did not pierce the opponent's chest, but pierced his golden spear.

Ye Qiu didn't even see him make any moves, and the golden spear blocked his ice spear.

Although the ice spear is sharp, it is condensed by ice after all, and its hardness is not one and a half points weaker than that of the golden spear, so the ice spear explodes directly.

But Ye Qiu didn't stop there, and the rest of the spear net stabbed directly into the opponent's neck.

Although the sharpness of the ice is not as sharp as before, it is impossible for the skin of the human body to resist it, so this shot is equally deadly.

But the other party's feet were a little bit, and his body was quickly slashing backwards, and his speed was very fast, as fast as a gust of wind.

He once told Ye Qiu that he belonged to the mutated wind attribute in the wood attribute, and he paid great attention to his body technique, if he didn't know the weirdness of the flying knife, he wouldn't have been hit by the flying knife.

As soon as he retreated at this moment, Ye Qiu naturally couldn't keep up, that is to say, if Ye Qiu wanted to kill the other party again, he would have no chance.

Opportunities are fleeting, and if you can't grasp them, it's hard to find them again.

Ye Qiu didn't hesitate, he missed a blow, a little under his feet, his wings shook, and the whole person went up into the air again.

If on the ground, he is not an opponent of the other side at all.

Sure enough, his body had just left the ground, and the man who had just been pushed out suddenly appeared in his previous position, and the golden spear in his hand stabbed straight forward, as if he had been standing there all along.

This time and again, only in an instant.

In this instant, Ye Qiu had already left the ground, just dodging this fatal shot.

A shot pierced the air, but the other party did not give up, and the golden gun in his hand came out directly, bringing the sound of breaking wind, and flew directly towards the top of Ye Qiu's head.

With Ye Qiu's rising speed, he was bound to be stabbed by this shot, which shows how well the other party grasped the timing.

Ye Qiu didn't expect him to suddenly come to such a hand, so it was too late to find out, although he avoided the fatal point, he was still stabbed in the shoulder by the spear, and blood was spilled.

The powerful force on the golden spear directly knocked Ye Qiu backwards, and then smashed into the dense forest in the distance.

The man looked at the successful move, leaned forward slightly, and disappeared in place in an instant, and when he reappeared, it was already the place where Ye Qiu fell.

But there was no Ye Qiu's figure on the ground, only a few drops of blood fell on the blades of grass, slowly flowing to the ground.

His eyes narrowed into a line, and he glanced around, and soon saw a leaf that had been rolled up, and he smiled grimly, and his body disappeared in place again.

Ye Qiu squatted on the trunk of a tree that fell to the ground, chewing something in his mouth, and next to him, there was a golden gun with blood stains on the head of the gun.

Then he spat out what was in his mouth, a leaf, which he had completely chewed at the moment.

He pressed the chewed leaf against the wound on his left shoulder, gasping in pain and grinning.

Holding back the pain, he tore off another strip of cloth from his clothes, wrapped the wound around it, and then moved his left hand, which he felt a little numb in his entire arm.

If it weren't for the fact that his physique had become much stronger after devouring the Divine Dragon, even if this shot didn't cost him his life, he would have to destroy his entire right arm.

He picked up the golden gun on the ground, and the murderous intent in his eyes skyrocketed, the owner of this gun, he had to kill.

Putting aside the grievances before and after, for the sake of his future cultivation, he must also get rid of this heart disease.

He shook the blood from the wall against the surrounding leaves, and then dodged into the forest.

He wants to kill the other party, and the other party naturally wants to kill him, so he must let the other party know his whereabouts.

Of course, with his current state, he can't be his opponent, so he has to expose his whereabouts without letting the other party catch up.

It's not easy to do both.

With the continuous running, the continuous attempt, the left arm began to slowly become conscious, but the pain did not decrease, but the pain of trying to devour the divine dragon, this pain is nothing.

After feeling in his left arm, Ye Qiu's speed of running forward began to slow down, and it was getting slower and slower, and then he deliberately made his steps look messy, so he also left messy footprints on the ground.

If you want to kill the opponent, you can only sneak attack, and you have to make the opponent completely let down their guard.

After pretending to be prostrations and powerless for a while, Ye Qiu saw a cliff in front of him, and his heart was immediately overjoyed.

Then his steps were even slower, and he glanced back from time to time, expecting the other party to catch up quickly.

Soon, under the illumination of the sun, a figure appeared in the line of sight, because it was a little far away, and the effect of the sunlight, it was impossible to see the other party's figure and appearance.

Ye Qiu began to retreat, not only slowly, but also very weak, and his eyes were even full of fear.

The figure was getting closer and closer, and it was the man with the gun on his back.

Sure it was the other party, Ye Qiu was overjoyed in his heart, but his face did not show the slightest hint, and the fear in his eyes was even worse, but he had to pretend to be proud, and it was not easy to do these things at the same time.

Not only does he want to make the other person feel that he is on the verge of death, but he also wants him to see the true fear in his heart, but he also has to be proud to die.

The other party quickly rushed up, and when he was five zhang away from Ye Qiu, he suddenly slowed down.

Ye Qiu trembled and retreated, his body began to tremble, and even cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and then he seemed to have tripped over something under his feet, and his body fell directly backwards.

There was a muffled thud and dust was flying.

Ye Qiu's right hand was still holding the golden gun, covering the wound of the left arrow, and even blood continued to flow out, the blood had turned black, and his eyes were staring at each other, his feet kept moving, and he pushed his body backwards with difficulty.

The man smiled and said, "Little brother, as long as you hand over the Divine Dragon to me, I will let you live in the matter you helped me a few days ago." ”

Ye Qiu didn't speak, just kept sliding backwards.

The man stared at Ye Qiu with a pair of eyes, as if he wanted to make sure that Ye Qiu was really seriously injured, and his feet moved, slowly approaching Ye Qiu.

Soon he found the cliff, but he didn't remind him, but with a faint smile, "Little brother, the divine dragon is very good, but it also has to have a life, isn't it, if you don't even have a life, what's the point of wanting this divine dragon, when you die, this divine dragon is not the same as someone else's, do you say this is the truth." ”

Ye Qiu's eyes were still full of fear, but he seemed to be thinking about the other party's words, but his feet still continued to kick the ground, which seemed to be a natural reaction.

His body was completely close to the cliff, but he didn't seem to know it.

The man's eyes narrowed, his killing intent skyrocketed, and then his whole body jumped up like an antelope, his hands turned into palms, and he pounced directly on Ye Qiu.

In a hurry, Ye Qiu got up from the ground and was about to run when he turned around, but before he turned around, his back was pushed by the other party, and the whole person was planted directly under the cliff.

The moment he fell off the cliff, a pair of eyes stared at the man standing on the cliff, full of resentment.

This man stood on the cliff with a smile on his face, such a high cliff, no matter who fell down, he would definitely die, let alone a spiritual priest who was on the verge of death.

Especially the look in Ye Qiu's eyes when he fell, he felt comfortable, that kind of look, he had seen it many times, basically the people he killed would be that kind of look before he died.

The pleasure after killing made him feel extremely excited, even crazy.

He looked down the cliff for a long time, then turned around and looked for a way down the cliff, although Ye Qiu was dead, he still had the divine dragon on his body, as well as his own golden gun.

That golden gun, who followed him for many years, killed many people for him, and he didn't want to lose it like that.

And just when he turned around, his face suddenly changed miserably, the back of his neck, chest, waist, feet, and hands were all nailed into by flying knives, and the spiritual power in his body was completely blocked in an instant, and he didn't even have time to react, a golden gun pierced through his vest, and then pierced out of his chest.

He looked down at the gun, it was so familiar.

This gun was his, followed him for many years, killed many people for him, but now it was inserted into his chest and destroyed his heart.

When he used this gun to kill people, he never thought that he would one day die under this gun.

His eyelids began to tremble violently, the sparkle in his eyes began to dissipate rapidly, and he tried to turn around, but found that he did not have the slightest strength.

But Ye Qiu had already walked around him and walked in front of him.

Ye Qiu in front of him was smiling, and the giant wings behind him were gently inciting, how could there be any previous weakness and fear.

He never thought that he had deceived many people in his life, and one day he would be deceived by others, and once he was deceived, what awaited him was death.

Ye Qiu stretched out a finger and gently touched the center of his eyebrows, his body leaned back, and then thought about planting under the cliff.

His movements, his eyes, and Ye Qiu's glance just now, but Ye Qiu fell down and flew up, so what about him?

Naturally, he couldn't fly up again, because he didn't have wings, because he had lost his breath before he fell off the cliff.

This is where he ends, and under the cliff is where he is buried.

Ye Qiu put away the wings behind his back, there was no expression on his face, there was no pleasure after killing, no joy after victory, and no sadness of feeling sorry for the other party.

If there must be one, it is one of his hearts, which has finally been let go at this moment, and the nerves that have been tense have also relaxed a lot.

He sat directly on the cliff, the mountain wind howling, blowing his messy hair and ruined clothes, and the wind carried a faint smell of blood and the sweetness of flowers.

It's a little dull, but it's so refreshing.

He had never blown such a wind, bathed in such a beautiful sun, he only felt extremely tired, every muscle in his body resisted, he wanted to sleep here, but he couldn't sleep, not even rest.

Because there were still the powerhouses of the Heavenly Extreme Sect looking for him, he knew that the smell of blood in the air would soon attract these people.