Yan Xiaoyi has been gathering momentum for a long time, waiting for work, if this arrow does not come out, it will be shocking.

He has absolute certainty and confidence.

As soon as this arrow comes out, it is in the realm of the ninth grade, and it will definitely die under this arrow.

Even if it is on the ninth grade, if you don't die, you will definitely be seriously injured.

But Xu Chuan is also confident, with his physique, even if he can't catch this arrow, he will never hurt his life.

It's a big deal, if you burn blood again, it's nothing more than consuming some essence blood life.

Therefore, he almost didn't hesitate for a moment, and was ready to forcibly ask Yan Xiaoyi's qi machine to lock it and step into Niulan Street.

But at this moment, he suddenly sensed something, and immediately stopped.

Because he felt the breath of the eight-rank martial artist.

Not just one, but a full eight.

Xu Chuan believed that this could never be a killer sent by the Northern Qi Dynasty, and it was already their efforts to be able to transport an eight-rank Cheng Jushu, that is to say, in addition to Cheng Jushu, there were seven unknown eight-rank martial artists.

But the eight-rank martial artist is not a cabbage, and under normal circumstances, there are probably only so many masters in Dongyi's sword house.

And these people are not from Northern Qi, and obviously they will not be from Dongyi, so the only ones who can come up with such a force in Kyoto are probably the group of tiger guards trained by Fan Jian.

Seven Tiger Guards can compete with Jiupinhang, such a strength, even Xu Chuan is inferior.

To put it simply, Fan Xian at this moment is much safer than him.

In this case, a crazy idea suddenly arose in his heart.

How about killing Yan Xiaoyi?

As soon as I think of this, I am like a wild horse that has escaped from the reins, and can no longer rest.

He is the person who does not like to be threatened the most.

However, after coming to Kyoto, Yan Xiaoyi had already threatened and coerced him three times in succession.

It's just that if he really kills Yan Xiaoyi, he must flee Kyoto immediately.

A nine-rank marksman died in Kyoto, and neither Li Yunrui nor Emperor Qing would give him the slightest tolerance.

Of course, the reason why he was able to give birth to such a murderous intent was because of the new ability that the Immortal Body had awakened a few days ago.

Bloodbath!

Bathe in blood to gain greater power.

In layman's terms, it means that strength is gained through injury, and the more serious the injury, the stronger the strength gained.

The appearance of this ability almost completely announced that the ethereal sword immortal in his dream was shattered, making him a complete reckless man.

The next moment, with a loud roar, he turned into a black lightning bolt against the terrifying threat on his back, and rushed towards Yan Xiaoyi hundreds of meters away.

And at the moment when his roar came out, the Dongyi spies who were around him not far away all changed their expressions, as if they had heard some order, and immediately disappeared into the shadows.

And Yan Xiaoyi was also quite surprised at the moment.

On this trip, he only came for deterrence, and had no real intention of doing it.

In his opinion, as long as this person is in his right mind, he will not risk being shot by him to help Fan Xian.

As long as he doesn't make a move, then Fan Xian's death is all a conspiracy of Dongyi and Northern Qi, and it has nothing to do with him and the eldest princess.

But today's scene completely shocked him.

Hundreds of meters apart, charging towards a sharpshooter on the ninth grade, he didn't know how long he hadn't seen such a thing of looking for death.

As his thoughts changed, his killing intent also exploded.

Find death, and I will fulfill you!

My son's vengeance will be avenged today!

Yan Xiaoyi's expression was indifferent, even if Xu Chuan's speed at the moment almost turned into a phantom, he was still firmly locked by him.

Standing on a high place, he is like a god overlooking the common people, sending divine punishment on the stupid people of this world.

The fingers were released, and in an instant, the long arrow was off the string, and it was still far away before a breath, and it was already at the door of Xu Chuan after a breath.

This is an arrow that he has been preparing for a long time, and the power is amazing, almost reaching the limit of the ninth grade, and he has faintly touched the threshold of the great grandmaster realm.

Beneath the arrow, the terrifying wind pressure was almost suffocating.

Even if Xu Chuan had been engrossed and tried his best to avoid the vital point, he was instantly shot through his forehead bone by this terrifying arrow, and half of his face instantly turned bright red.

Pieces of flesh and bones collapsed, and the astonishing impact made his brain dizzy and black in an instant, and he almost fell to the ground as he ran too fast.

However, in the next second, an extremely powerful force poured out of his body.

In an instant, his speed and strength were greatly increased.

Not caring about the sharp pain on his face, Xu Chuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he once again launched a charge with a look of extreme madness.

Yan Xiaoyi was a little surprised.

He thought that this arrow would be enough to shoot this person in the head, but he didn't expect to be dodged by him.

This made him feel a faint threat, and he kept his face calm and did not hesitate to bend his bow and shoot arrows again.

The bowstring snapped, and the arrows flew away.

This arrow is naturally not as powerful as the previous one that has been gathering momentum for a long time, but it is also not weak.

Xu Chuan rushed head-on, and when this arrow was approaching, his speed did not decrease at all, and after avoiding the vital point, he staggered in an instant.

The arrow shot directly through his body, crossing his right chest, bringing up a handful of scarlet blood.

The injury worsened again, but Xu Chuan was three points faster.

At this moment, even Yan Xiaoyi had some difficulty aiming at it.

Three hundred meters.

An arrow passed through the middle of his chest.

Two hundred and fifty meters.

An arrow pierced one of his arms.

Two hundred meters.

Arrows grazed his neck and flew past.

Obviously, the distance is getting closer and closer, but the power of the arrow in Yan Xiaoyi's hand seems to be getting smaller and smaller.

Yan Xiaoyi pulled the bow, and sweat ran down the corners of his temples on his forehead.

He didn't rush to shoot the arrows anymore, he didn't know why a person would get faster and faster after being shot by him constantly, and he didn't know why someone could be so alive after being so badly injured.

He only knew that, perhaps, he only had the last chance left!

Therefore, he was extremely cautious about this arrow.

The bowstring is full, and his mind and mind are all poured into his true qi and strength, which is already a collection of his life's experience and skills.

At this moment, he seemed to have faintly and truly touched the insurmountable boundary.

The arrow pointed at the already bloody young man, and let go of his fingers.

This arrow formed a line in the air, as if it had turned into a light, and time and space seemed to have lost their meaning under this arrow.

Almost at the moment of leaving the string, it shot through Xu Chuan's heart at an extremely incredible speed.

The blood splashes have a different kind of poignant.

Yan Xiaoyi laughed, and a hint of victory appeared on his cold face.

No matter who it is, even if the great grandmaster is shot through the heart, he will definitely die!

This is a well-known truth.

But in the next second, Xu Chuan, who was supposed to die immediately in his eyes, suddenly burst out with a terrifying speed like a myth, spanning a distance of dozens of meters in the blink of an eye, piercing his throat with an incomparably brilliant sword light.