Chapter 132 Murder with a Knife ****

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Zhao Yun's speed was like a Mercedes-Benz BMW, leaving a long green shadow behind him, the person had already run into the devastated jungle, and soon disappeared from the sight of Leng Zhuo and others, the telescope was also limited by the night, and he couldn't see too far, Leng Zhuo could only pray that the stupid bird was slow to react.

However, Leng Zhuo's prayer did not have any effect, in the sky, under the bright moon, a clear black dot hovered, and through the cold moonlight, it quickly caught Zhao Yun shuttling through the forest.

Quack, a crisp cry rippled in the air like ripples, rushing into Leng Zhuo's eardrums, and looking at it, the cloud falcon had rushed straight down from the clouds like a dive bomber, and the speed, like a bow and arrow off the string, or a falling meteor, crossed an afterimage, and had fallen straight to the ground from a height of thousands of meters.

At such a speed, even if the eyes of the god shè hand can keep up, but the arrow in his hand is not able to catch up.

Leng Zhuo felt that his heart was suffocated in an instant, why didn't he come back yet, Zhao Yun had been with Leng Zhuo for the longest time, plus Leng Zhuo had admired the image of Zhao Yun before, and now Zhao Yun has become a subordinate, Leng Zhuo can be said to love the house and Wu, and he relies on Zhao Yun the most, Leng Zhuo's worry can't be faked.

"I'm back!" Qin Liang also seemed to see Leng Zhuo's anxiety, and said while pulling the bowstring.

Oh, Leng Zhuo heard this, and hurriedly looked towards the darkness, and sure enough, from the darkness, a figure quickly enlarged, and Zhao Yun ran back quickly with a rope in his hand, but although Zhao Yun's speed was fast, the speed of the Cangyun Falcon was not slow.

Even Leng Zhuo could already see the sharp claws stretched out by the Cangyun Falcon, in the cold moonlight, flashing with a cold cold light, Leng Zhuo had seen the power of the iron claws of the Cangyun Falcon in the past few days, the four hundred catties of sledgehammer in Li Yuanba's hand were like mud pinched under this iron claw, and they had been caught into eight petals, with the body of a human being, how could they stop this iron claw, even if Zhao Yun was wearing psychic beast armor, he couldn't stop it.

At the last moment, a green mang suddenly pierced the air, Qin Liang yù's snake cone, I have to say that Qin Liang yù's luck was good, and he caught up with a big meal at the last moment of the psychic beast's soul sculpture, because the hundred generals sucked the Yimu Teng snake into it, Qin Liang's soul sculpture almost reached a perfect state, and after the soul sculpture was completed, a large amount of spiritual power fed back, and Qin Liang yù was exempted from the process of aura absorption, you must know that Zhao Yun spent several months to raise the aura level to the level of a psychic person, and Qin Liang yù directly crossed this stage and became a junior psychic master。

The illusory body of the psychic Yimu Teng Snake was also filled with most of the aura, and the bow that the tail beast of the Yimu Teng Snake turned into, coupled with the spiritual power arrow, made Qin Liang yù have a certain combat power all of a sudden, and the snake cone arrow flashed with a dazzling green light, and the Cangyun Falcon, which had already spread its wings and slowed down.

As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake for ten years afraid of the well rope, the same is true of the Cangyun Falcon, the previous snake cone made the Cangyun Falcon remember it vividly, the pain of losing one eye still did not go, just a glimpse of the snake cone that came from the shè, the Cangyun Falcon almost subconsciously shifted the target, the wings flapped, and a pair of wings composed of dense water feathers blocked the front of the Cangyun Falcon.

The snake cone arrow submerged into the shield and turned invisible, picking up the strength of the spiritual power, even if Qin Liang yù had eaten a big meal, he was no match for the eighth-order Cangyun Falcon, and the snake cone arrow was neutralized, but this arrow also bought Zhao Yun two or three seconds, and these two or three seconds were enough for Zhao Yun to run out of two or thirty meters.

Cangyun Falcon's attack naturally failed, looking at Zhao Yun, who was already only a few dozen meters away from the mountain, Cangyun Falcon looked extremely angry, its wings stretched again, and with a fierce fan, the feather shield suddenly turned into thousands of flying feathers, and went straight to Zhao Yun's heart.

Zhao Yun naturally also heard the whistling wind behind him, and directly put the wind shield made by Leng Zhuo behind him, and ran towards the mountain without slowing down, and thousands of flying feathers quickly engulfed Zhao Yun's body.

"Zilong!"

"Young master!" Leng Zhuo was pulled directly into the recess of the mountain dòng by Li Yuanba, and the thousands of flying feathers crackled like raindrops hitting the dòng wall.

After Feiyu passed, Leng Zhuo hurriedly came to the mouth of Dòng, and the tension on his face dissipated, and he took two steps forward and pulled Zhao Yun over, and said, "Zilong, you are injured!"

"It's not a hindrance, it's just a skin injury, and the young master's shield helps block most of the flying feathers!Otherwise, this time it will become a sieve!" Zhao Yun also joked, but it made people feel light, and it was okay.

Another difference between psychics and ordinary martial artists is that the ability to heal is enhanced, and the aura in the body will help repair ordinary skin injuries, but Leng Zhuo still sighed, they shouldn't let the grass cone follow them away, otherwise, with the ability of the grass cone, only a dozen breaths can help Zhao Yun completely heal the wound.

The rope has been pulled, all that remains is to tease the cloud falcon, hang the braided straw man on the rope, and then pull the rope below, several straw men immediately went out of the mountain with the movement of the rope, under the moonlight, the straw man is not much different from the real person, from the sky, it is just a black dot that will move.

Cangyun Falcon soon fell into the trick, quickly pounced down, in the air of dozens of meters, directly shè more than a dozen water spears, the water spear passed through the grass man, and was immediately cut off, Cangyun Falcon also quickly found out that something was wrong, looking at the flying straw, he suddenly knew that he had been deceived, towards the mouth of the mountain dòngdòng is a flying feather, and I don't know where it came from so much.

"Young master, it's almost, this Cangyun Falcon seems to know that we are playing it, so it stopped on a tree in the distance and didn't even move!"

"Well, after going out, don't move your body, keep a scarecrow-like posture, with the distance between the cloud falcon and us, the camouflage on our body should be able to achieve the effect of hiding from the sky and the sea!"

Everyone nodded, their arms outstretched, and several of them were covered with straw and wore straw hats on their heads, and if they didn't look closely, they really couldn't be found to be real people.

Although they have made complete plans, there is no 100% successful strategy in this world, who knows if this Cangyun Falcon will suddenly have a nervous attack, and then make a big nerve at them, then their previous efforts will be in vain.

Walking sideways, the pace can't be fast, and the Cangyun Falcon is on the branch of a tall giant tree in the distance, the eyes of the falcon are brighter than the bright moon, which makes people feel like being seen through, Cangyun Falcon is an eighth-order magical beast, with not low wisdom, and there is also the existence of xìng grid, but Cangyun Falcon is not comparable to the divine beast after all, although it has wisdom, but it is also the level of xiǎo students, if you have to describe it, it is a bottle less than half a bottle of Huang dàng.

Tan Daoji's thirty-six strategies can be said to be aimed at people's psychology, after thousands of tempers, otherwise it will not be sought after, even the pickle girl is used for such unrelated things, although this bird and people do not necessarily have the same mind, but the simplest, has been played countless times in a row, and will also learn jīng Ming, unless it is the kind of jīng Ming incomparable, or stupid, it is difficult to find this kind of false and real strategy to hide from the world.

Moving slowly in the open field, Leng Zhuo's heart was also pounding, but he felt extremely stinging, just like that, under the nose of Cangyun Falcon, Leng Zhuo and his party escaped from Cangyun Falcon's sight, of course, before entering the dense jungle, let Qin Liang say goodbye to the stupid bird.

At night, in the dense jungle, unless the Cangyun Falcon has a sharp eye, it can only kill the mouse by a blind cat, and roughly estimates the position where Leng Zhuo and the others ran out to attack, but obviously the effect of this attack will not be high, but the Cangyun Falcon, who feels that it has been tricked, is still extremely angry and rags for most of the night, which can be regarded as stopping.

At the edge of the jungle, Leng Zhuo looked at the unlucky trees in front of him, couldn't help but smack his mouth, and said: "A bird is a bird, it's still a bird if it's smart, let's go, we still have some time to go to the nearby barbarian tribe!"

Although Sophia is disgusted with Leng Zhuo and Tan Daoji's shamelessness, she has no objection, and Sophia does not have much identification with barbarians in her heart, although his father is a barbarian, but she has always been living in the wild jungle with her mother, and has received more education and thinking from the dragon people.

Fengyue tribe, is a medium-sized tribe with a population of more than 3,000 people, for this tribe, Sophia has no good feelings, when this tribe passed by, was almost caught by the men of this tribe, at that time, Sophia did not have the strength she has now, but was bullied.

"Fengyue tribe is a relatively large tribe nearby, we took a detour before, so we didn't meet anyone from this tribe, but if you go directly from here, you can save at least half a day!"

"Hehe, that's it!Look where our friends are!" This Fengyue tribe is a must to go to the Flame Ridge, if the land of the Flame Ridge is full of iron ore, then the barbarians here will naturally not be able to stay.

A snake cone arrow pierced through the dense canopy and flew into the sky, and the Cangyun Falcon, which was hovering dozens of miles away, soon discovered the familiar spiritual power, the group of hateful ants that had seriously humiliated its great birdhood, the angry Cangyun Falcon directly flapped its wings and pounced towards the position of Leng Zhuo and the others.

"Here, let's take action and rush to the Fengyue Tribe!"

Seven people, attacking a barbarian tribe of three thousand people, who else but a madman would do this.

Li Yuanba took the lead alone, with the double hammer in hand, no one in the world could stop him, Qin Liang yù shè several snake cones one after another, and directly killed the barbarians patrolling nearby, and when he came to the periphery of the barbarian tribe, he did not find them as an uninvited guest.

Woo woo, a horn sounded in the sky above the Fengyue tribe, Li Yuanba, Zhao Yun, Qin Liang yù, Sophia, You Ji, Tan Daoji, and Leng Zhuo, who was surrounded by the stars like the moon, directly entered the Fengyue tribe.

The entire Fengyue tribe suddenly rose up, and countless people took up weapons to find the invading enemy, but in the sky, the Cangyun Falcon cried, and then rushed towards the Fengyue tribe with an indomitable momentum.