The night makes people choke their throats, and they can't make a sound, but in fact, the dead silence is the most hysterical cry.

The wheel of time finally stopped at this moment, and the falling raindrops were frozen in the air.

In this originally static time and space, a golden arrow crossed the stretching mountains, crossed the endless sea, and listened to the wind and rain all the way.

Don't ask where it comes from,

Its homeland is far away,

Why wandering,

For Uncle Jing in the rain,

For the teenager in the car.

It was like a golden light, and the distance of tens of meters was no time difference for it, and it instantly arrived in front of Uncle Jing in the cold wind.

It is like the scythe of death, harvesting all the life that stands in its way, and because it has been eroded by the massive amount of blood all day long, it can smell the fishy smell everywhere.

Under the strong shadow of death, Uncle Jing finally broke the body that was originally frozen by the cold wind, and a crisp sound broke out in his body, which was clearly audible, and between the lightning and flint, he clenched the silver spear with both hands and crossed it in front of his chest......

"Whew!"

The piercing friction sound made people's hearts numb, and the silver spear crossed by Uncle Jing on his chest was like a target, and the tip of the arrow hit the intersection point without any difference!

Yunfeng's eardrums suddenly buzzed and trembled, as uncomfortable as a pinprick and instinctively blocked it.

When the sharp pain wore off, he immediately opened his eyes.

Rain, falling again.

Blood, and then it flowed.

The golden arrow was now deeply sunk into the smooth stone wall of the alley, and the shaft of the arrow was still buzzing and shaking.

Uncle Jing slowly moved his frightened gaze to his left shoulder—his strong body was fragile under the devastating golden arrows, his left shoulder was pierced as easily as tofu, and the blood was flowing uncontrollably. If it weren't for the silver spear on his chest that changed the trajectory of the arrow, then this arrow would have killed him completely.

The reason why he was able to react so quickly in such a short period of time was because he had expected it. In fact, as early as when he fought with the old man with thick eyebrows, he had an inexplicable sense of crisis, which did not come from the former. You must know that the Father of Cloud Wind is the most powerful army in the Shire, and if he really wants to put him to death, the mastermind who planned tonight's assassination will definitely not allow any mistakes. The old man with thick eyebrows is powerful, but it is not guaranteed to be foolproof.

Keep an eye on everything, this is a habit that Uncle Jing has developed for many years. Thanks to this habit, he saved his life in this arrow like light.

But the enemy was so strong that without seeing him, an arrow would have knocked him off his left shoulder, and he would have been severely wounded!

"Smack!"

The old man with thick eyebrows, who was still holding his decadent body, was planted in a pool of blood, and his side face still maintained that elusive smile. In the back of his head, a hole the size of an index finger was clearly visible, and his eyes, which had not yet blinked, were facing a golden arrow on the ground that had not been stained with any blood.

Passing through the skull without staining a trace of blood, it shows the speed of the arrow. Few people are not afraid of death, maybe the old man with thick eyebrows has long been aware of death, but when it really came, he was not so calm. As a result, his eyes bulged out a little, whether it was due to the instinctive fear and resentment of death before he lost consciousness, or whether he had no idea that the adult would shoot him with him.

The third golden arrow, only the arrow did not enter the front plate of the carriage where Yunfeng was. In the face of this invincible golden arrow, even Uncle Jing's stainless steel silver spear was useless, so it was hard to imagine what was blocking its progress.

The salvo of three arrows, ignoring the influence of the rain, as fast as lightning, precise and extremely powerful, and almost all at the same time, can only show that this person's cultivation and archery skills have reached a very high level.

"It's actually a carriage made of ice iron, so luxurious......"

At first glance, Qingwan's voice did not hide her surprise and envy, but at this moment, this situation was only full of disdain and ridicule.

On top of the alley wall, stood a man in white with fluttering clothes. The snow-white coat is like his skin, and even in the darkness of the night, it is difficult to hide its alluring luster.

The white clothes fluttering in the wind, even the rain can't bear to get dirty, and spontaneously detours.

The young and handsome face has a straight nose, delicate lips, and attractive eyebrows...... Maybe it's difficult for the heavens to divide his gender, so Yun Feng really can't tell whether he is male or female.

But there's no doubt about it - he's definitely the supreme choice to make Ji or Lily.

As for the "Xuanbing Iron Casting Carriage" in his mouth, of course, it refers to the Xuanbing Carriage where Yunfeng is at this time.

In fact, the carriage is divided into three levels. The inside and outside are all forged from extremely precious rosewood, and looking at the texture and color, there is no doubt that it is a hundred years old, which is worthy of the word "luxury" in the mouth of the white-clothed person. And the compartment mezzanine is made of the ice iron he refers to.

Xuanbing iron, its color is inky black, and its hardness is several times that of ordinary iron ore. In the current excavation history, it only exists in the deep sea in the north of the Underworld Continent, which is extremely difficult to mine and smelt. Therefore, there are only a few stocks on the mainland, and if you are lucky enough to get a few pieces, they will definitely be kept for special purposes.

Even if you don't hesitate to cut the flesh to make it into a weapon, the dagger is the first choice, and at most the sword is the sword. "Iron ware" like the carriage, which is cast with a large amount of Xuanbing, can no longer be described as "extravagant", and in the eyes of outsiders, it is simply a tyrannical thing. Not to mention the Shire Kingdom, even if you look at the Netherworld Continent, it is probably a unique existence.

Since the Xuanbing Iron is so valuable, the origin of the carriage naturally needs to be mentioned. It is said that in order to commend Yun Zhan's outstanding military exploits, His Majesty allowed him to choose a treasure in the treasury at will. Except for His Majesty himself and the minister in charge of the treasury, no one knew what he had chosen—in fact, Yun Zhan had chosen the only box of Xuanglacial iron ore in the treasury back then.

A year after Yun Feng was born, Yun Zhan knew that he couldn't walk, so he asked Uncle Jing to take this Xuanbing Iron Mine to the Dongyi tribe and cast this organ car. In the inner compartment of the yellow rosewood, there are many lifelike flowers carved, and in times of crisis, just press the small flower of the Unicom mechanism, and the carriage will automatically close, leaving only a few small breathable holes, which can only be opened from the inside. Those who know this organ, except for Yunfeng and his parents, only Uncle Jing is alone.

This is also the reason why Yun Feng was not allowed to leave the carriage before Uncle Jing lifted the danger alarm, because this was his last barrier.

"Uncle Jing, run away, don't worry about ......me," Yun Feng shouted through the ventilation hole. Although he didn't know how to practice, he could see the battle situation with the naked eye, especially the bleeding wound on Uncle Jing's left shoulder, and the outcome was already clear.

Yunfeng never thought it was a shame to run away. Perhaps from Uncle Jing's point of view, it is not only shameful to abandon his young master and flee alone, but also to forgive himself. However, with the current situation, Yunfeng believes that the unnecessary sacrifice is completely unnecessary.

"Escape?" The man in white seemed to hear a joke and burst out laughing, his laughter full of arrogance: "You also look up to your Uncle Jing too much, so far no one has ever been able to escape from my palm." ”

"And you ......" The man in white changed his words, as if he could penetrate the indestructible carriage on the ground and look directly into Yunfeng's eyes, and said with great confidence: "Even if you hide in the Xuanbing carriage, I have at least ten ways to kill you." ”

Yun Feng completely believed that there was no trace of braggaking or intimidation in these words, and with the strength of the man in white, it was easy to kill him. But he is not a lord who easily bows to power, even if he is in danger, he is fearless: "Don't pretend to be a man, pretending to be forced will only be inserted." The great hole in your companion's chest is the best illustration of this. ”

"Companion?" the man in white sneered, he naturally knew that Yun Feng used the old man with thick eyebrows as an example, just to tell him that pretending to be forced had to pay a price.

However, the old man with thick eyebrows is not a companion in his heart, but a waste, and it is not a pity to die. Therefore, there was no trace of pity in his cold eyes, but he said with extreme contempt: "Don't compare me with such a fool. And, do you need to teach grandma to have children?"

To be able to become a "grandma", naturally she has already given birth to a child, and the man in white has an extraneous meaning - this kind of truth doesn't need to be taught to me by you, a stinky kid.

"The highest level of pretending is to make people not feel like you're pretending. For this, you, Uncle Jing, have the most right to speak. The man in white suddenly led the topic to Uncle Jing and threw out a sentence worth pondering. Then he glanced at Uncle Jing and gave the meaning of this sentence: "Presumably you have reached the 'Seven Levels of Qi Gathering', that fool thought that his cultivation was higher than you until he died, and he was really stupid." ”

was easily seen through by the man in white, and Uncle Jing's heart became even heavier.

The old man with thick eyebrows always thought that Uncle Jing's cultivation was inferior to him, at most he was only gathering five levels of qi, and the reason why he would lose was just to underestimate the enemy in the final analysis. I don't know that Uncle Jing is actually hiding his strength, in fact, he just stepped into the sevenfold realm of gathering qi two days ago, and the five elements have begun to transform into qi, although it has not been completely completed, but he seems to be a quasi-walker!

However, in the face of the white-clothed man on the wall, Uncle Jing had no chance of winning, because the other party was a real walker. Although there is only a one-word difference between the quasi-walker and the walker, the strength is far from the same. If it is said that in the qi gathering stage, it is not surprising to win high with low, but at the level of practitioners, the further back, the gap in the realm and the greater the proportion of strength formed.

Here, it is necessary to introduce the hierarchical division after the "walker" - after all the five elements in the sea of qi are transformed into the xingqi, it means that the person has truly become a walker. And the title "Walker" actually represents just a profession. Just like cooking, as long as you can cook, you can be called a chef, but if you want to become a chef, you must have exquisite cooking skills, and chefs are divided into different levels.

The same is true of the world of practice.

Anyone who wants to make himself stronger through the five elements can be called a cultivator. After transforming all the five elements into Xingqi, they were only given another name - Xingzhi. And the person who has just transformed the five elements into qi is called the Skywalker.

After Skywalker, for the Spirit Walker. Further up is the Soul Walker......

The path of cultivation is long, the realm is endless, and after the soul walker is a broader and more profound sea.

Whether it is Skywalker or Soul Walker, in the corresponding stage, it will be subdivided into three levels - Early, Middle, and Late.

Uncle Jing can be sure - there is no doubt that the man in white is a Skywalker, but it is unknown to which stage. Maybe it's the early days of Skywalker, or maybe it's the late stages. But no matter what stage the other party reached, he would not abandon Yunfeng and flee alone.

With his back to the carriage, Uncle Jing said calmly: "Young master, sometimes you can flee in a hurry if you are defeated. But sometimes you know that you are invincible, and you have to fight to the death. ”。

"It's so touching. The tone of the man in white seemed to make people feel his tears. The emotion he shows is not hypocritical, because hypocrisy is a characteristic that is hidden in the heart and does not want to be discovered by outsiders. And the touching of the man in white is really outrageous, and the lie that he knows that others will not believe is a joke, not a lie. The essence of a lie lies in deception, not in truthfulness.

In just an instant, the man in white put away all his emotions and was as calm as a lake of autumn water.

Then, a word full of affection slowly came out of his mouth......

"Then I will fulfill you. ”

The soft voice of the man in white carried a hint of kindness, as if he was enthusiastically helping a dying person fulfill his last wish. When the words fell, the white shadow floated like a ghost, and the golden arrow that sank into the ground suddenly disappeared into the pupils of the thick-eyebrowed old man......