Seeing that the three skills of the opponent were all gone, the White Tiger Skill Spirit couldn't help but be stunned in the field, as if he didn't understand why the opponent retreated to avoid the battle as soon as he saw that it was going to rain? But at this time, the White Tiger seemed to be tired from fighting for a long time, and wished that he could have such a good opportunity to rest, and he actually levitated in the air.

Then the sky seemed to be darker, and the three skill spirits of the giant wolf and the evil eagle and the black tiger actually dispersed after they were far away from the white tiger, revealing Yun Zhongtian with a broadsword in his hand, Yun Zhongyan with a spear, and Yun Zhongyan with a big sword. The three of them showed their bodies for a few breaths, and the eight-character beard also dispersed the white tiger technique, holding a big knife and looking around to avoid being attacked by someone, the opponents all dispersed the technique, if the eight-character beard still maintained the technique, the internal qi consumed by the technique was enough to make it finally have no power to fight back, so the eight-character beard saw the opponent go away, and the technique spirit appeared in shape.

It's just that the eight-character beard didn't see clearly the mocking color that flashed in Yun Zhongtian's eyes at the moment when he scattered his skills.

As soon as the eight-character beard had dispersed the skill spirit, he suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and he couldn't even see! Yun Zhongtian and the others saw a huge flower-colored sheet floating down from the sky, covering the eight-character beard from top to top, and at the same time, Yun Zhongtian waved his right hand with every move. It turned out that the sky was getting dark just now but it was caused by this sheet, but the eight-character beard was tired of the battle and never dared to look at the sky distractedly, let alone think of what would be a sheet in the sky.

In the sky above the mustache, two eagles and a heron waited for the sheets to cover the mustache, and then flew down to the Duxiu Peak next to it.

"Whoosh!"

The continuous crossbow arrows were shot at the eight-figure Hu in the bedsheet, and suddenly they shot like a torrential rain, and Yun Zhongtian waved his right hand just now to order the crossbow team members on the side to release the arrows.

The eight-character beard is worthy of being the fourth-layer powerhouse of the Yuan Master, and he felt that something was wrong in the moment when the bed sheet was covered, and the sound of the crossbow arrow breaking through the air sounded at the same time, so the moment the bed sheet was covered, the big knife in the hand of the eight-character beard flew up, twisting the bed sheet into rags. But the dense rain of arrows was not something that could be swept away in a hurry, and although one crossbow arrow was swept by a broadsword like the others, it had pierced the bed sheet and inserted it into the left eye of the mustache, and blood dripped from the shaft of the arrow that had been cut off by the broadsword.

Behind a boulder in the middle of Duxiu Peak, a young man with a medium stature and a face like a fan of Fu Arrow's face was like flowers blooming, and his smile was full of smiles, and the arrow just now was exactly what he was waiting for!

"Ahh

The eight-character beard roared like a madman, the big knife was waved, and the white tiger technique appeared impressively, and at this time, the tiger was even more hideous than just now. As soon as the white tiger appeared, the mountain tiger in the clouds that ran to the side pounced. Yun Zhongshan was just about to use the Black Tiger Technique, and suddenly the horse next to him neighed, and a horse was startled next to him, and the horse ran to Yun Zhongshan's side at some point.

Yun Zhongshan was startled by the war horse, and jumped to the other side of the road while wielding a big sword. Yun Zhongshan, who had not had time to use the skill spirit, was worried that he might not be able to resist the white tiger skill spirit without the black tiger skill spirit, but when he looked back, he saw that the white tiger had already dispersed, and the eight-character Hu Ji was sitting steadily on the back of the war horse.

As soon as the mustache goes up to the horse's back, it kicks the horse's belly with both legs, and the war horse rushes forward like an arrow.

"He's going to run!"

Seven or eight voices sounded at the foot of the mountain at the same time, which also woke up Luo Fei, who had been pranayama cross-legged. Luo Fei opened his eyes, picked up the spear on the side, threw it hard, and the spear roared away.

"When"

The spear slammed into the back of the mustache, and a wisp of sparks appeared, and although the spear failed to penetrate the ground, the huge momentum shook the mustache to the horse's back, and spit out a mouthful of blood. At this time, there was no trace of blood on his face, and I don't know if it was due to excessive blood loss or due to fright. The mustache kicked the horse's belly twice in a row, and the war horse flew away, turning around the foot of the mountain and disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Yun Zhongtian, Yun Zhongying and others came to their senses at this time, and wanted to wait to find the war horse to pursue, but found that the other war horses had either been killed under the arrow, or had already gone away, the two of them suddenly stared at each other, and could only sigh that this thief was lucky!

But this ambush almost wiped out the man in black, and only a few people on his side such as Luo Fei were injured, and everyone thought of this and happily cleaned up the battlefield

Bazi Hu ran away as fast as a horse, until he ran seven or eight miles away and found that there was no pursuer, and he was relieved, but the horse's speed did not decrease slightly, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the cliff where the mountain rock fell before. Looking from afar, the boulder that fell before was still blocked in the middle of the road, and when I saw this scene, Bazihu couldn't breathe, coughed and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his already pale face was even paler.

"If it weren't for the kid on the mountain wall today, Lao Tzu wouldn't have almost wiped out the whole army! If I met this kid again, I would have to pull out his bones to get rid of the hatred in my heart! Ahem!" Bazihu muttered to himself through gritted teeth on the horse, and the only remaining eye suddenly shone fiercely, emitting bursts of cold light.

After a while, the war horse carried the eight-character beard to the pile of rocks in the middle of the road, but the eight-character beard glanced at the pile of stones, and then he trembled and cursed non-stop, like a shrew scolding the street: "God-damned boy, the road is completely blocked with stones!

Before the scolding was finished, a big arrow fell from the sky and bombarded its back, although it was protected by treasure armor, but the heavy impact of the big arrow also made the eight-character Hu spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell on the horse's back.

"Bang! bang!" There were two muffled sounds in succession, and the mustache who had just gotten up was hit by two arrows in a row, and the mustache spurted blood again, and the whole person fell from the horse to the ground. vomited blood several times in a row, and the beard now has a face that looks like a blank sheet of paper, which is extremely different.

As soon as he opened his eyes on the ground, he saw the culprit: it turned out to be the iron arm bow and big arrow that he used to shoot the boy on the mountain wall! At this time, the eight-character Hu Huoran woke up: Who is the hell who is plotting against him here! The eight-character beard struggled on the ground with both hands, reluctantly stood up, glanced back and forth on the mountain wall with one eye, and shouted in a voice like a broken gong: "The kid who kills a thousand knives, what kind of hero is he who always sneaks up in a dark corner?

"Hahaha! Who is not a hero! I am not a sneak attack, I just return to you the big arrow you landed on the mountain! This is to collect gold and return it to the owner, and on this matter alone, I can evaluate the top ten young men in Shanyang City! And you, as the lost owner, should be grateful to me for recovering the lost property! But you don't know how to repay the kindness, and you are also ungrateful to repay virtue with grievances, and secretly scold people in a place where no one is around, and it is still me who is the top ten teenagers! What you have done is very shameful! Shameless! If you still consider yourself a hero and have a little shame, then you will die on the mountain wall and apologize to the heroes of the world!" A slightly immature child's voice clearly spread down from the mountain wall, and every word smashed into the heart of the mustache like a stone, making his face flush, and a mouthful of blood faintly wanted to spurt out of his throat.

"What a sharp-toothed boy!" Even if you return the lost property, you should hold the big arrow in both hands and present it to me?

"Hey, you are not only ungrateful, but also lack the roots of your brain, you have been hurrying along the way, concentrating on scolding, if I slowly go down with the arrow in both hands, you will have already disappeared, how can I return the lost property! If you can't return the lost property, according to your stupid brain, people will definitely scold me again for stealing your big arrow, and so on, how can we be embarrassed by such ten best young people! As for the big arrow thrown at you, just because you are too bad, you concentrate on scolding and scolding until you get carried away, otherwise how can you not see such a big arrow?" The children's voices came from the mountain wall clearly.

"Well, that's right! I can't blame you! But I'm not stupid!" said Bazihu, stunned.

"Well, that's right! I don't want to kowtow quickly to apologize if I know it's wrong!" said in a childish voice.

"No, no! The 'ambush in front!' along the way should have been written by your kid, and he kept writing along the way, and he kept not setting up ambushes, deliberately leading our holy army to think that the ambush in front of him was just an empty plan, until he was finally deceived! And the big boulder on this road is also you rolling down, you kid has bad intentions! I almost fell for your kid, boy, take your life!"

"Say you're stupid, you're still not convinced! I treat all your good intentions as a donkey's liver and lungs, it seems that you are not only immoral but also uneducated, and I feel very embarrassed to talk to people like you!

"Am I wrong to blame you again? Am I really stupid? Okay, tell me what I'm wrong!" Bazihu was confused for a moment by the seemingly sincere emotion in the children's voice.

"Okay! Let's just say that the words 'there is an ambush in front of you' are indeed written by this top ten young man! But this is where my sincerity and kindness lie. What I wrote was 'there is an ambush ahead', not 'there is an ambush here' or 'there is an ambush on this mountain', etc., to remind you that there is an ambush ahead, don't move any further, not to tell you that there is an ambush here, who knows that you are too stupid to misinterpret the good intentions of this young man, and this can only be blamed on you for being too stupid. Hey, it's not easy to be a good person! Kindness is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs!" came a child's voice from the mountain that explained bitterly.

"That's what I said! 'There is an ambush in front', and there is indeed an ambush in front! No, how can you explain the rolling stone?" Bazihu seemed to be persuaded by the young man, but suddenly felt that something was wrong.