The black clothes fluttered, and the aura was compelling.

Yun Qingzhu and the others were stunned, and they were suddenly relaxed.

Lin Feng squatted on the rock so casually, and a little gray shadow on his fingertips floated and sank.

"Boy, you're Lin Feng, right?" He Ming turned around, staring at him with gloomy eyes, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he sneered, "It seems that your He Ye is lucky today, and he has both a woman and a head." “

Lin Feng ignored him, turned his head and glanced at the little boss and the minion, and said to Yun Qingzhu: "Clean up these two garbage, no problem, right?" “

Yun Qingzhu nodded, his face flushed a little. What are these words, although I can't compare to you, but I can't even beat these two minions.

Lin Feng felt a flash of inspiration on her body, so he smiled faintly, and the goal was achieved. This girl has a high spirit, and she is excited, but she can explode abnormally.

Standing up, looking at Sun Xiaohong, who was seriously injured, and Shu Liya, who was pale, and then at the terrified villagers, Lin Feng frowned slightly.

"You guys are really daring enough to hurt the people around me." He said, with a hook of his fingers, the gray light danced, and his toes turned into a streamer, and rushed towards He Ming.

He Ming gritted his teeth, although he was a bandit, he had been in this area for decades. has strength and prestige, but today he was scolded by a hairy boy for a few words, and his heart was very unhappy.

"Look for death!" He scolded.

He Ming's movements were faster than his voice, and before his words fell, two spiritual arrows had already shot out in a row. The black light dragged a long trajectory, piercing the sky with a hula, and rushing towards Lin Feng in parallel.

I have to admit that this kid is fast enough. But no matter how fast he is, can he outpace his own arrows? He Ming sneered, hooked his fingers again, and a black feather arrow with a cold black glow rushed out of the quiver, and left the bow with a lightning thud.

Coherent!

He Ming had been using this bow for thirty-two years, and this was the first time he felt so good.

Airplanes!

A small sound suddenly came from his side, and He Ming was suddenly startled: "What is it?" He didn't even notice it.

This must be Lin Feng's trick, and he can't be fooled.

Ignoring the buzz, He Ming's eyes always followed the black shadow.

This kid is perverted, almost the fastest he's ever seen. But He Ming is not afraid of him, who else can be faster than his arrows? Except to the east.

He Ming flashed a foot away at the fastest speed, and immediately shot back to its original position. Flashing and removing, avoiding the buzz and creating an illusion for the opponent.

He was almost impressed by his skill, his quick movements, and his thinking.

But at the moment when he returned to his original position, his face suddenly turned as pale as paper.

The black feather arrow that was shot before actually disappeared, along with the two spirit arrows before.

Not far away, a black light pierced through the black-feathered arrow. The Black Feather Arrow was extremely black and menacing, completely covering up the traces of the black mang.

The bee turned into countless fragments of light, piercing and disintegrating the Black Feather Arrow.

And on the way to the two spirit arrows before, there were also two more rocks quietly. The spirit arrow sank into the rock, and the two disappeared into invisibility.

He Ming didn't pay attention to all this, because he focused all his attention on Lin Feng.

In the dantian, there seemed to be an invisible string pulling, which made He Ming feel terrified.

The reason for the horror is not how strong this string is, but its invisible penetration.

Call!

Immediately after, He Ming felt that under the soles of his feet, the ground seemed to have a huge attraction. And this attraction is where that string comes from.

He was surprised: "It's actually an earth-based martial artist?!" "The shadow on the opposite side, always in high-speed motion. An earth-based martial artist who is known for his calmness and heaviness rarely has such speed, and He Ming suddenly felt a little pressured.

He grabbed his longbow and leaped into the air, trying to strike from mid-air. For those who use a bow, as long as they keep enough distance, whether it is the ground or the sky, it is their home field.

He Ming had a big hand, and there was a black streamer rotating on his five fingers, and the remaining two black feather arrows flew out of the quiver with a brush.

Pitch-black arrows, sharp light, winding, catapulting, like a bamboo, flowing water. In the air, there was a rumbling wind and thunder, and the entrance of the entire valley was filled with a cold and murderous aura.

Shooting these two arrows, He Ming quickly landed on the ground, jumped up again, and changed five or six positions in the blink of an eye. The powerful spiritual pressure formed a ring as he moved rapidly, enveloping Lin Feng's figure in it.

Undoubtedly, he was a master with a bow.

A series of actions made Sun Xiaohong in the distance both envious and desperate, and also shocked Yun Qingzhu.

This man is too powerful!

Da-da-da-da!

Suddenly, in the midst of this sharpness, there was a note that was not so in tune. Lin Feng suddenly stood still, palms downward, and pulled violently.

Beside him, dozens of natives more than a foot tall appeared in an instant. Their feet were like two rolling stones, scrambling to rush towards He Ming, clumsy and funny.

He Ming was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Carving insect skills, also come to offer ugliness?" “

With that, layers of black ripples rose under his feet. In the distorted halo, a pitch-black shadow appeared, roaring and rushing towards the group of natives.

The two sides soon collided together, and the natives were obviously not the opponents of the phantom, and they crumbled one after another. Behind the phantom, three spirit arrows were already on the line, aiming at Lin Feng.

Suddenly, He Ming's face was distorted, full of pain. The spirit arrow that had just been condensed collapsed, and he clutched his stomach and bent down on one knee.

Bang!

The phantom, followed closely behind, exploded with a thud, and the black light was like ashes, floating in the air. One after another, black streamers, like silk and smoke, flew towards Lin Feng's body.

At the other end of the streamer, He Ming's dantian is connected.

Relying on the earth element to absorb the other party's spiritual power, even if it is separated by dozens of zhang, it is not difficult for Lin Feng now.

He snorted wildly, one in both hands, and sacrificed the seven-star sword. The gray light was dotted, like a twinkling star in the night sky, whistling towards He Ming.

Poof!

Two gray rays pierced through He Ming's eyebrows before he struggled to get up. No one knew that his dantian had shrunk at this time, like a balloon out of breath.

When he finally fell to the ground, He Ming couldn't believe that he would lose to Lin Feng like this. He didn't even know how he was defeated until he died, he clenched his longbow, his knuckles were white, and he was covered in sweat.

"Lin, Lin Feng, you will come down to accompany me soon!" Until death, He Ming did not admit defeat, he gritted his teeth, and swallowed that breath only after saying the last sentence, and the blood hole on his forehead was mixed with blood and cerebral plasma.

But he didn't understand until he died, Lin Feng had just stepped into the second order of the day after tomorrow, and the gap between him and him was not a little bit. How did this kid do it? This answer, he will never get again.

Lin Feng came to him a few times up and down, raised his hand and grabbed the black bow.

"Don't worry, you can't wait." He said lightly, looking at the corpse, Lin Feng was full of disgust.

The bow body was cold and piercing, and Senlie's resentment went straight to his palm. If it weren't for his strong mental strength, I am afraid that he would not be able to suppress this bow.

Originally, I wanted to give the bow to Yun Qingzhu or Sun Xiaohong to use, but now it seems unlikely. This bow has made too many killings, and it has sealed the evil rune of the black evil, and the spiritual power is not strong enough, and it will only be eaten by it.

As soon as He Ming died, the other bandits also lost their confidence in an instant. The little leader was shot through the heart by Yun Qingzhu with an arrow and died. The other minions didn't end well, they fled in panic, but Lin Feng didn't give them a chance at all.

People who are not as good as animals, living will only hurt the good, Lin Feng knows this truth very well.

(End of chapter)