The arrows are cold, and the sky is cracked and roaring, like a life-devouring poisonous snake that suddenly jumps up, killing with one blow. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The middle-aged man's eyes were cold, and he was a little surprised in his heart, he snorted coldly, and the lightning of his right hand hidden behind him was raised, and his strength was surging, and he quickly pinched the iron arrow that pierced his throat.

His fingertips were forced, but in an instant, he cut off the iron arrow that was buzzing and vibrating in his hand.

However, before he could throw down the broken arrow in his hand, another iron arrow followed the path of the previous arrow and instantly arrived in front of him, with a ferocious power that was even greater than the first arrow.

"Lianzhu arrow!" The middle-aged man's pupils shrank.

His right hand turned into a palm and pushed it out, and the qi shield in his palm appeared again.

The whistling second arrow pierced into the air shield, stopping an inch in the opponent's palm, and was swept away by the light and shadow emitted by his palm, and quickly turned into powder.

"Ignorant child, you want to hurt me like this?" the middle-aged man shouted angrily, with infinite mockery, "It's just ......"

He couldn't get out of his laugh, and the third arrow followed the path of the previous arrow again, and came to him.

This arrow is different from the previous two, it has a thinner body, a longer body, and the arrow is sharp and with terrifying barbs, and it seems to have been uniquely designed, and it actually cracks into the air silently, making him completely ignore the existence of this arrow.

It was faster than lightning, like thunder, and the entire shaft of the arrow was torn into a fiery red by the air, and the power contained in the edge was stronger and more ferocious than the power of the first two arrows combined.

This was the real killer move of the Wind Shadow attacking him, and the dense rain of arrows and the two iron arrows in front of him were just bait.

"Three arrows in a row!" The middle-aged man was shocked, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of danger in his heart.

The qi shield of his right palm was eliminated, but his left palm was not recovered, which was the time when the old power was exhausted and the new power was not born.

At this time, a murderous arrow suddenly burst out in front of him, and he had no choice but to meet it with the palm of his flesh to block the arrow that pierced his throat.

The fiery red edge mercilessly penetrated the middle-aged man's palm, broke through the defense, and stabbed three inches into his throat before being annihilated by the surging energy.

The middle-aged man broke out in a cold sweat, looking at the wound on his right palm, his eyes were already full of anger.

He let out a deep cry, and with a volley of his left hand made a backward move, and the long sword on the body of a samurai five paces away behind him roared, and he quickly jumped into his hand.

I saw that he held the handle of the knife tightly, the strength in his palm lingered, and as soon as the blade was unfurled, the three-inch knife instantly shone in the night sky.

"Kill the past, and leave no one behind. He yelled, pointing at the entire Feiyun team in front of him.

Under his order, all the warrior battalion warriors instantly rushed forward with their swords in their hands and rushed towards the streets defended by the Feiyun team.

The Feiyun team looked at the warrior battalion rushing towards like a raging tide, and released a rain of arrows again, and then drew their long knives and tore them apart with the warrior battalion that rushed over.

The long knife slashed, the angry eyes were facing each other, the roar was like thunder, and the killing intent was shocking.

Both sides know that this is the final decisive battle tonight, and only by doing their best to cut down each other can they survive, so no one retreats, let alone fear, everyone can only kill desperately, desperately move forward until they fall.

Shu Ye silently looked at the fierce street, hidden behind the pillars in the dark night, without any movement.

He just gripped the sword hard, biting his lip, calming his breathing and gathering as much strength as possible.

Except for Feng Ying jumping on the high beam of the street house, holding a bow and arrows, and inspecting the battlefield, Shen Lian and Yan Lao beside him did not move, the two of them clenched their swords, and they were on full alert, staring at the middle-aged man outside the street who had not yet entered the battlefield.

The life and death of tonight's battle depends on whether they can join forces to defeat the man of the Condensation Realm, without destroying the warriors of the warrior battalion.

Under the Feiyun team's full defense and stubbornly defending the street entrance, the warrior battalion launched countless attacks because of its slightly inferior strength, but it was still unable to conquer the street entrance and enter the core of the Feiyun team.

"This bunch of garbage. Seeing that the warrior battalion had not made progress for a long time, the middle-aged man couldn't help but scold angrily.

The long knife in his left hand skyrocketed, and his entire body swept several feet in the air, and he was alone in an instant jumping over the street and falling into the rolling crowd of the Feiyun team.

"Whoever stands in my way, die!" he roared as he raised his head to the sky, slashing across the crowd with the long knife in his hand.

The warriors of the Flying Cloud Squad who were besieging him faced the sword that swept by him, and they couldn't get close to him three feet in front of him, and the long knife in their hand was instantly cut off by his sword.

They didn't have time to retreat at all, and the swept sword qi had already torn through their armor and cut their internal organs.

Blood splattered, and the sound of broken knives and armor pierced endlessly.

The middle-aged man went deep into the battle formation of the Feiyun team, facing the siege of hundreds of people, but it was like entering a no-man's land.

Wherever his long knife goes, it is like death descending, and no one can block a single move.

The warriors of the Feiyun Clan, who were stubbornly guarding the street entrance, were constantly withdrawn after the middle-aged man penetrated deeply, and gradually only 500 people were left to fight to the death at the street entrance, and the rest of the people joined the camp besieging the middle-aged man.

The besieging warriors, with the passage of time, although there were countless casualties, still maintained the siege formation fearlessly, gradually retreated to the location of the four Wind Shadows, and unknowingly, led the middle-aged man into the street ambush circle.

Seeing the middle-aged man gradually penetrating into the ambush circle, more than half of the besieging soldiers were killed or wounded.

Shen Lian and Yan Lao, who had been calm, glanced at each other, and the sword in their hands buzzed, and with the jump of their bodies, they instantly attacked the middle-aged man.

At the same time, the wind shadow standing on the beam of the dark night room loosened his fingers, and the three iron arrows that were tightly clasped on the string struck again, still fierce with three arrows.

The middle-aged man's long knife swept again, and after quickly killing the ten people in front of him, he stepped forward, and the sharp blade roared in the air, and he was about to break through the entire Feiyun team's defense line with a burst of energy.

Behind him, on the left and right, there was a sudden sharp sound of breaking the sky.

The middle-aged man was startled, and when he looked back, he saw that the two of them were each holding swords, stabbing and slashing, and they had already attacked in the air, and their speed and strength were more than ten times stronger than ordinary samurai.

"Stubborn resistance!" the middle-aged man looked at the attacking two with contempt and shouted angrily, "All this you have done is nothing but a dying struggle. ”

The lightning in his right hand was placed in front of his chest, and with a flick of his fingers, he swung away the stabbing Hidden Blade, and the long knife swirled, slashing down in the air, and in an instant, it cut off the blade that Shen Tie was approaching.

"Die!" the middle-aged man shouted in the air.

Without waiting for the two of them to retreat and hide in the darkness again, he was full of energy, and his sword was agitated, instantly slashing at the two who were sneaking up.

However, before he could slash the sky with his blade, a more violent sound of breaking the sky behind his head had already struck, and three iron arrows with the power of thunder quickly shot into the back of his head.

His right hand, which was covered with blood, retreated in lightning and grabbed one, and at the same time lowered his head violently, let one go, and the long knife gave up chasing Shen Lian and Yan Lao, and slashed back with a crazy backhand, cutting off the last one, before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who?" he asked, furious, and furious.

This 'Three Arrows' archer hidden in the dark night has become the biggest interference and threat to his battle, and he must find this person as soon as possible and kill him in one blow to completely defeat the entire Feiyun team.

Forcing everyone around him back, the middle-aged man was full of energy, and the long knife in his hand was like a dragon's roar, which once again inspired a sword ray, raising his strength to the peak, and stepping deeper into the street.

The arrow came behind him, and its owner must have taken refuge in a dark high ground deep in the streets.

Determined to find the archer, he made up his mind to find the archer, and with all his might, he stepped into the darkness deep in the streets.

The warriors of the Flying Cloud Team who besieged him were even more powerless to fight back under his full strength, but in a moment, the crowd surrounding him was only a thin layer.

Even though Shen Lian and Yan Lao tried their best to stop him, they still couldn't interrupt any of his advances.

Kazekage kept shifting his position, and although he only shot twice, he still revealed his position.

Shu Ye hid behind the pillar of the street corner, and still did not move.

Like a stone statue, he hid silently in the darkness, as if he were sleeping, as if all the casualties around him had nothing to do with him.

Under the injury of his right palm, the middle-aged man went deep into the battle formation alone, killing the entire five hundred elite warriors of the Feiyun team, and at the same time seriously injured Yan Lao and Shen Lian of the seventh order, and dodged the attack of the Feng Clan's Wind Chasing Archery Technique three times......

For the terrifying strength of the Condensation Realm, it was only at this moment that they had a tangible experience.

Seeing that he was exposed, Kazekage was about to jump off the beam of the house and disappear into the darkness again to find a position to shoot, when a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the void.

A figure broke through the besieging Feiyun team, volleyed into the air, and the long knife slashed through the sky, and the brilliant sword slashed in front of him in an instant.

Kazekage was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect the other party to be able to sweep five feet, and suddenly chased in front of him, and in his eagerness, he couldn't help but quickly throw the longbow in his hand towards the long knife that slashed him, and an upside-down onion fell to the ground, and ran wildly towards the corner of the street where Shu Ye was.

"Where to go!" The middle-aged man jumped in front of the fleeing wind shadow with only three steps in the air, and let out a loud shout, the long knife volleyed into the air, blocking his way, "A mere mortal, he can actually hurt me with archery, he has some ability, but it is also a futile struggle." ”

The sword in his hand was devoured, blocking all the retreats of the wind shadow, and he slashed down with a volley, roaring angrily: "Death...... Let's do it!"

"Comfort Night ......"

Kazekage was terrified, knowing that he could no longer escape, so he could only yell desperately behind the middle-aged man.

Shu Ye, who was as quiet as a stone statue, suddenly moved the moment he spoke.

The power he had accumulated to the extreme suddenly erupted from the tip of the sword, condensing a terrifying killing intent, and stabbing at the defenseless middle-aged man along the line of darkness.

The tip of the sword was prompted by the rapid force, and the moment it brushed the void, it had become fiery red, and the blade trembled, roaring and roaring, forming a void light and shadow, flashing into the darkness.

Shu Ye's entire body was in a line with the long sword, and he did his best in one move, leaving no spare strength.

The shadow of death suddenly struck from behind him at the moment when the middle-aged man's long knife was swinging, ready to end Kazekage's life, so violently, so without warning.

His heart tightened, fear instantly swept through his body, and his injured right hand gathered strength, quickly blocked back to his back, and the long knife that fell cut through the shoulder blade of the Wind Shadow, and swirled violently.

He tried his best to block the murderous opportunity that suddenly appeared behind him, but it was too late.

With incredible speed and power, the black sword stabbed into his vest without hindrance before he could block back, piercing through his chest, and then, caught in the palm of his hand by a young man who suddenly burst out of the darkness.