In just one breath, all the arrows that came were shattered.

Whew!――

The remnants of the golden-robed man flashed, and the naked eye could not catch his movement trajectory at all, and Nie Feng only felt a gust of wind, whistling across his clothes.

As soon as the wind stopped, the right hand of the golden-robed man had already firmly grasped Nie Han's chest and lifted him up from the ground.

At the same time, a dark red light suddenly appeared, causing the aura on the golden-robed person to change suddenly, and his cultivation had reached the ninth major consummation of the Qi Martial Realm.

"This kid is about to die, every arrow shot is coated with poison, once it pierces people's **, within five or six hours, the person who is hit by the arrow will definitely die. Unless you have an antidote in your hand, ・・・・・・・"

Before the golden-robed man finished speaking, he suddenly laughed coldly.

"Let go of your dirty hands, and if you dare to touch a single hair of my friend, I will kill you. ”

"Kill", one word, Nie Feng said coldly and bluntly, like a sharp cold knife, wanting to drink blood from the sheath.

In less than a day of getting along, Nie Feng had already memorized the word "Nie Han" in the depths of his heart.

Along the way, Nie Feng just took care of Nie Han as he deserved, and this was just his commitment to Seventh Elder Nie Yuan.

Nie Feng, who has been called a waste since he was a child and has been bullied by others, doesn't know what a brother or friend is, and he treats these two words indifferently.

At this point, in Nie Feng's heart, he began to have an understanding and view of this world where the strong are respected:

In the Taixu Continent, the warriors speak with their strength and talent, and the weak are either humiliated, or flattered and patted the strong, so as to seek support.

In this world of martial artists, there are no eternal friends between people, even between races, only eternal interests.

However, Nie Han was not that kind of person, and his appearance made Nie Feng completely change his previous views.

Nie Han is weak and his cultivation is not high, but when facing the powerful Zhao Hai, he can escape without abandoning his friends. Even at that time, he didn't know Nie Feng's true strength.

At that dangerous moment just now, when that poisonous arrow was shot at Nie Feng, Nie Han, who had not healed from his injuries, could step forward and take risks, regardless of his life, to save Nie Feng.

With these two points, Nie Feng regards him as a true friend and true brother!!

The golden-robed man deliberately lifted Nie Han above his head, and then let go of his hand, so Nie Han's heavy body fell heavily to the ground.

Poof!――

Nie Han's back shook and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Bastard ・・・・・・・"

Nie Feng's left hand was clenched into a fist, and his nails sank deep into the flesh, and a red blood flowed out.

At this moment, the golden dragon knife in Nie Feng's right hand suddenly moved, and it was slowly held in front of Nie Feng's chest.

"Boy, it's not my fault, it's you who made me let go of my hand. ”

The golden-robed man laughed and teased.

"As I said, I will kill anyone who dares to touch a single hair of my friend. ”

Nie Feng's face was cold, and he immediately followed the wind under his feet, and his body technique was urged to the extreme, as fast as an eagle falcon, and rushed away like a meteor lightning.

"Kill!"

With a roar, Nie Feng's knife had already been slashed out, using that killing skill-Heaven Destroying Style.

This move is only the pursuit of a "fast" word, so fast that it follows without a shadow, and kills the opponent in one second.

"Ice, ice. ”

The golden-robed man remained as unmoved, as if he was confident, and just said in a faint voice.

Suddenly, a blue icy aura overflowed from the surface of his body, automatically forming a white frost and snow and forming qi of its own.

In an instant, Nie Feng's speed seemed to become sluggish, making people feel as if he was filled with lead.

"Good time, brothers, shoot him with poisoned arrows!"

Boom!--Whoosh!--Whoosh!

The man in black who was hiding in the forest, as soon as he gave the order, he saw several arrows flying towards Nie Feng.

"Boy, that's the end of it. ”

The golden-robed man slowly raised his right hand and gathered layers of frost around Nie Feng's body, attempting to attack Nie Feng with frost and qi.

At this moment, it can be described as dangerous.

The golden-robed man in front of Nie Feng was the cultivation of the Nine Great Consummations of the Qi Martial Realm, and he was the greatest threat to him. Moreover, at this time, the golden-robed man released a cold ice qi again, which restrained Nie Feng's attack speed.

Therefore, there is no escape for him.

And behind Nie Feng, there were hidden arrows attacking, and under the front and back attacks, Nie Feng was in a passive situation.

But before that, it wasn't Nie Feng who blindly launched an attack without thinking about it, it was actually a momentary impulse that made him lose his mind temporarily.

Faced with the current danger, Nie Feng could only make a desperate bet.

"Stormy Waves!"

With a burst of shouts, Nie Feng's palm hit hard, and wisps of fierce wind and waves bombarded out again.

Peng!――

The frost was turbulent, and the golden robe's popularity was shocked, and his body staggered and retreated.

Poof!smack!――

The few poisonous arrows that shot didn't hit Nie Feng at this time, which made his face change.

"Brother Feng・・・・・・・ Brother Feng・・・・・・"

A familiar voice suddenly came into Nie Feng's ears.

He looked back and saw that one of Nie Han's legs was half-kneeling on the ground, and there were four or five eight-inch-long black arrows faintly behind his back.

Nie Feng saw something, it was blood, dazzling and eye-catching blood, which was flowing out of Nie Han's mouth.

Nie Han, for the sake of Nie Feng, actually made the last move to resist the dark arrow with his body!

The four poisonous arrows pierced deep into Nie Han's flesh and skin, almost touching the bones, if you were someone else, this kind of pain is not only the pain of the skin!

"Nie ・・・・・・・ Nie Han・・・・・・・ you・・・・・・・ you actually ・・・・・・・"

Nie Feng's expression was dull, his lips trembled slightly, and his throat seemed to be choked by something.

Even the golden-robed man and the black-clothed man lurking in the woods stared blankly at the half-kneeling figure.

"Brother Feng・・・・・・・ Feng, I ・・・・・・・ I finally blocked the last four arrows for you, and the letter of the head of the family ・・・・・・ have to be handed over to you・・・・・・・"

Nie Han smiled bitterly, and there were mottled blood marks on his lips.

“・・・・・・・”

Nie Feng's eyes were moist, and he felt that something was rushing to his throat in his heart.

This is the second time that Nie Han has risked his life to protect Nie Feng!

Nie Han didn't do it for anything, he just hoped that the friend who took care of him along the way could live well in his eyes.

“・・・・・・・”

Nie Feng's hand was trembling slightly, the knife was already hanging down weakly, his eyes stared at the figure kneeling on the ground, and walked straight over.

Nie Han raised his head, but showed a weak smile like a dying patient.

"Nie Han, you ・・・・・・・"

Nie Feng had a painful look on his face, and there was a tear that slowly slid down his cheek・・・・・・・

With this brother in this life, what are the demands?

With this brother, there is no resentment in death, and there is no regret in death.