"In just a few days, there has been such a great progress, and the talent is not bad, but it's a pity! No matter how good and extraordinary, after all, it is not dead under my arrow. ”

Xu Zilong sneered, his face was a little pale, the arrow just now almost consumed all his physical strength, and now his body was slightly weak, the pear wood bow that had followed him for many years could not withstand the huge force just now and shattered into a puddle of sawdust, he picked up the arrow box he had just put down beside him, and casually put it on his shoulder, and the figure staggered a little and turned around and slowly left.

He didn't look back, nor did he wait for the result, because there was no need for this, he was very confident in himself, his arrows could be determined, let alone a yellow-haired child who was only sixteen years old? Now Xu Zilong's idea is very simple, find a gentle villager to have a good time with a pot of wine, and forget the bad things that happened on this bad day today, whenever he remembers that as a great archer, he was chased and killed by a fledgling swordsman all over the mountains, he has a feeling of hair all over his body, and the whole person is a little uncomfortable, although the swordsman may have been slaughtered by him now.

The brilliance of that arrow is really terrifying, the light lasts and does not disperse, when being overwhelmed by the light of the arrow, Li Yang and the scimitar both issued a desperate unwillingness, but what if they are unwilling, in the storm, the humble duckweed only has the fate of the waves.

"The bamboo shadow sweeps the dust and does not move, the moon wears the water at the bottom of the flower without traces, the water flow is always quiet in any mirror, and the flowers fall frequently and leisurely. ”

After struggling in despair for a long time, as if he understood his own humility, no matter how much resistance the small creature made was in vain, gradually in that glorious Li Yang and the scimitar became surprisingly calm, the knot between his eyebrows that could not be untied quietly stretched, and the catastrophe that he couldn't untie was also forgotten by him.

If the wind does not move, the waves will be quiet, the water will not flow, the time will not go, the grass will not be green, and spring will not come.

Putting aside all the troubles and distractions, when the mind was completely settled, Li Yang dimly found that he seemed to have forgotten something, he was a swordsman, and all he relied on was him and his knife, but for this period of time, he had been treating his knife as a weapon in hand, and he had been walking in a misunderstanding, which made him extremely panicked.

The knife is the second life of the swordsman! The knife is the most loyal companion of the swordsman! The knife is the most pious forgiveness, the more you give it, the more it will give you in return, as if understanding something, at this moment Li Yang stretched out his hand to grab the scimitar in front of him like a child who had lost his parents and wailed in the dark.

When the scimitar fell into his hand again, it seemed to have found a harbor to rely on, and it was strangely quiet, and Li Yang, who originally felt small and humble in this stormy sea, held the scimitar in his hand, and the whole person seemed to have some kind of strong self-confidence, and there was no longer the previous sadness.

On the scimitar, the three patterns that have been silent slowly wake up at this moment, the patterns are endless, pregnant with heaven and earth, under its brilliance, the scimitar in Li Yang's hand seems to be undergoing some kind of transformation, that night his scimitar was devoured by the big yellow dog in the belly refining, his scimitar has three weapon patterns, from an ordinary weapon to a mortal inferior spiritual soldier.

However, although it is a spirit soldier, it has always been in vain, but it simply has the tenacity and sharpness of the spirit soldier, and the spirit soldier pays the most attention to the instrument pattern, and the instrument pattern on this knife is engraved by the big yellow dog, not to mention the complex pattern, and it is contrary to the weapon pattern of the general spirit soldier, Li Yang has been pondering for a long time and has not been able to understand it.

Finally, at this critical moment, the spirit soldier woke up, bringing a ray of vitality to Li Yang at this time, Li Yang's face was calm, and the mad demon heart sutra in his body was running rapidly, perhaps the demon sutra was running too fast, so that his whole body was filled with demonic energy, and around him, the dark soul shadows were hovering with teeth and claws.

"Broken!"

With a loud roar, Li Yang gathered momentum, his head full of black hair stood upside down, he was like a big demon king, standing between heaven and earth, his body was immortal, waving a knife, a knife mixed with surging yuan power slashed out, and in an instant, an incomparable sword power raged out, "......boom" sounded, a powerful destructive force continued to spread, endless air currents "chirped ......" roared, dust and sand flew, rocks pierced through the air, and some tall bushes around were destroyed in an instant under this huge destructive force.

Xu Zilong, who was a little weak in his footsteps, was obviously startled by this deafening sound, his thin body was stunned, and the expression under the blindfold was blue for a while and white for a while, he didn't want to look back, and he didn't want to turn back, but he couldn't help but look back, and when he looked back, he only saw the dust in the sky, the young man was carrying a black and shiny scimitar, and a shawl exuded an evil aura and walked towards him step by step.

The tip of the scimitar was randomly placed on the ground by the young man, and as he dragged it, the tip of the knife and the ground produced a series of electric flints, leaving a finger of white deep marks on the mountain stone path, "Gollum~" The throat squirmed unnaturally, Xu Zilong swallowed his saliva, and the pair of pupils under the black blindfold continued to contract and contract.

"Spirit Soldier!"

Xu Zilong looked at the scimitar in the young man's hand, the three patterns that exuded the golden brilliance of the yuan, his face twitched slightly, the pear wood bow that was difficult for the spirit soldier to find him was given to him by his master when he was apprenticed to the long-established archery master, and it belonged to the spirit soldier with four weapon patterns, after he was expelled from the division, he relied on the pear wood bow that he was proud of everywhere he passed by the hot pillow, it can be said that the pear wood bow was the capital he was proud of.

Later, he wandered to the Vermilion Bird Country, and at the special invitation of an elder of Taixuanmen, he stayed in Taixuanmen as an elder of Keqing, although he was an outsider, but with the mysterious identity of the spirit soldier and the archer in his hands, his status in Taixuanmen was also surprisingly high, otherwise, this time such an important matter, the master of Taixuanmen would not send him to bring people over.

However, today, in the face of a yellow-haired boy who was hunted down by him a few days ago, he did not hesitate to spend a heavy price, sacrificing the spirit soldier he relied on, but he was unable to kill him after all, not only that, but he fulfilled the opponent and revived the spirit soldier in his hand.

Licking his chapped lips, Xu Zilong's expression at this time, I really don't know how to describe it, blocked, unwilling, fearful, and many emotions are mixed together, like a big pot of rice stewed, the taste is mixed, the elders or heads of many forces are rare spirit soldiers, and a sixteen-year-old adventurer actually holds a spirit soldier, which makes Xu Zilong's heart a little uncomfortable, you must know that the pear wood bow was obtained from his master with a lot of effort.

The scimitar in the young man's hand obviously only has three weapon patterns, but the power it exudes is faintly stronger than Xu Zilong's pear wood bow with four weapon patterns, Xu Zilong smiled bitterly, and suddenly said: "It's really like what the master said, even if it is a weak country, it still can't be underestimated, there will always be mountains outside the mountains, There are always people outside the world, the reason why this adventurer was able to step from the first heaven of imperial qi to the second heaven of imperial qi in such a short period of time, and his strength has been greatly improved, there must be someone superior behind him, right?!"

"Hmm...... The spirit soldier in his hand should be created for him by the master behind him, and the instrument pattern should also be from the hand of the master, the vein of the instrument pattern seems to be chaotic, but in fact it is a mystery hidden, which is pregnant with a strong personal style, the master behind this guy is only afraid that it is more clever than some grandmaster-level casters, even if it is compared to the master, it is not much better, a small border country actually hides such a master, can be defeated in the hands of his apprentice, I am not insulted by the name of the master arrow god. “

Xu Zilong smiled bitterly, as if he had figured it out, his body was a little weak leaning on a willow, quietly waiting for the man like a demon god to arrive, he didn't escape, because he knew that he didn't have the strength to escape from the young man's palm now, and that arrow hollowed out his body domineeringly.

Moreover, he thought that there was an unfathomable master hidden behind Li Yang, as a proud archer, dying at the hands of this master's apprentice would not disgrace his master's name as the arrow god, of course, if he knew that the master behind Li Yang he guessed was a dog, I don't know if he would still think that the pattern on Li Yang's scimitar is different from the pattern engraved by many casters, as for the strong personal style, Li Yang does not dare to agree, after all, the idea of a dog and a person must be different.

"Say your last words?"

Li Yang walked slowly in front of Xu Zilong, his delicate little face was slightly raised, the bridge of his nose moved slightly, and he said in an indifferent tone.

Xu Zilong rubbed his nose, sneered, and said, "If I leave a last word and ask you to notify someone to avenge me and kill you, will you also help me convey my last words?"

Li Yang's delicate little face moved slightly, and he was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Look at the mood ......" Before it ended, it seemed that he was unwilling to hurt the fragile soul of the deceased soul who was about to go to the underworld to report, and he groaned for a while, and added: "Maybe it will?" You can stay and try. “

Xu Zilong's expression was a little weird, as if he was stunned by the young man's answer, he was slightly sluggish, threw the arrow box behind him in front of him, and took out a red and black arrow from the arrow box, "This arrow is left to me, there are three unique rockets in this arrow box, one wind, five ordinary arrows, since it is a pear wood bow is no longer there, I will no longer exist, these things are useless for me to be reluctant to lose, after all, they are about to be your spoils." ”

"Why, are you still unwilling to agree to such a small request?"

Looking at the young man's slightly frowning brows, Xu Zilong's face was a little bitter.

"Okay! This arrow is for you, you are the first archer I have ever met, and I am willing to give you respect. ”

Li Yang thought for a while, nodded solemnly, his delicate little face, and his expression looked sincere.

"Thank you...... By the way, I would like to remind you, you will definitely meet an archer who is more powerful than me in the future, although I am not a weapon, but I am the apprentice of the arrow god after all!" Xu Zilong grinned, and the arrow in his hand turned into a ball of light and shot into his eyebrows.