"Du Cheng! That's Du Cheng!"

A man in strange clothes floating beside An Zheng saw that the person who was being eaten was his companion who had disappeared before, and he couldn't help but roar, and as soon as he let go of his hand, he fell from mid-air, and at the same time as the person fell, hundreds of wind blades spun and slashed towards the old man.

The old man, who was gnawing on one arm, raised his head and looked, just one glance, and hundreds of wind blades flew back. In the blink of an eye, the man who fell was dismembered.

And the wind blade broke through the body with sharp and precise knife technique, each knife was cut through the gap in the bones, the crackling sound was endless, and a pile of pieces of meat fell beside the old man. The old man picked up a piece and began to gnaw on it, he was as thin as a dry bamboo, but he couldn't eat enough. At least three skeletons have been completely restored in front of him, and he has eaten three people hard, but he is still eating.

"He is the provider of blood. ”

In mid-air, a particularly nice woman's voice floated down, followed by a streamer of light shooting past An Zheng. That streamer was different from any kind of power that An Zheng had been exposed to before, and it didn't have any breath, even if it passed by, if it wasn't seen, it couldn't be felt. If this person suddenly makes a move behind his back, he may not even feel the other party's move.

An Zheng glanced back, and a girl in a navy blue linen dress swept behind him. She looks to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, obviously a slightly cute and delicate face with some baby fat, but she has a pair of heroic sword eyebrows, and her eyes are a little cold and arrogant.

Behind her hung a quiver filled with feathered arrows that glowed gold. As she swept past An Zheng, in mid-air, she held the longbow in her left hand, and kept taking arrows and firing arrows in her right hand, as if the movements were smooth.

What's even more surprising is that the feather arrows in the quiver behind her seem to be inexhaustible, always full. An Zheng's eyesight was outstanding, and he immediately saw that this longbow and quiver were a set of extremely high-grade magic weapons. The feather arrow is not a material thing at all, but a quiver made of condensing the vitality of heaven and earth. In other words, the arrows in this quiver are inexhaustible, and as long as there is Tian Yuan, this arrow will continue.

The girl was about 1.65 meters, with perfect body proportions, although she was wearing a long skirt that was quite wide, but when she flew forward, the wind blew her clothes backwards, and her perfect figure was fully displayed.

"Revenge!"

The girl shouted, and fired arrows in a chain with both hands.

The white-haired old man who was eating the corpse seemed to be quite jealous of her feathered arrows, and raised his hands, and a dark black light mask immediately appeared above his head. The arrows of golden light kept falling, and they crashed on the light mask like a torrential rain, and the light mask was uncertain, and it obviously didn't last long.

"Blood's supply?"

An Zheng thought of the words that the girl shouted when she fell down, and suddenly understood something.

The maiden's companions fell from mid-air, each with a longbow in their hand, and their feathered arrows flew like a meteor shower towards the old man.

An Zheng was a little like an outsider, and he didn't move for the time being after he fell.

"Are you here for revenge too?"

A beautiful looking young man shouted at An Zheng, and their voices were a little special, like the echo of the hollow valley, with their own sound effects. So everyone's voice is nice and ethereal. The clothes they wore were all made of coarse cloth or cotton and linen, and there was an indescribable nobility in the simplicity.

These people are obviously well-trained and cooperative, they advance and retreat in a certain way, seven or eight people are constantly advancing and retreating, but the formation is constantly suppressed. The old man was obviously annoyed by the beating, and his eyes rolled up, and the white eyeballs disappeared, and the eyeballs seemed to turn half in the sockets, and were replaced by a pair of blood-red eyes.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Before An Zheng could answer, he shouted after seeing the change in the old man.

Suddenly there was a myriad in the old man's eyes

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