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Great fear!

To put it simply, it is a kind of love that all things are in harmony and are in the hearts of the weaker beings.

It's like a rat's fear of a cat, like a cat's fear of a dog, like man's fear of God.

This fear makes the heart tremble and tremble. If you don't have any love to resist, you know that you will die, and you will die completely.

Coming and going like the wind, casting a series of killings with blood, Zhang Xiaodao used bloodthirsty blades again and again to plant the seeds of great fear in everyone's hearts.

This seed completely bloomed in people's hearts after Zhang Xiaodao killed Fang Mai not long ago.

A sense of powerlessness spread in their hearts, no one thought that their leader Lin Dong could kill Zhang Xiaodao, maybe only the flying sword qi cultivator who cultivated at the foot of the mountain could truly erase this fear in people's hearts.

However, Zhang Xiaodao clearly knew that the powerful Flying Sword Qi Cultivator had not come.

This morning, he used the pig-killing knife to cut out three wounds from the flying sword, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, just like cutting three deep and visible scars on the fish's body before stewing fish, so that it was easy to taste.

The flying sword was cut harder, and the reason why the sturdy sword body was still connected was because there was still a layer of skin, and the dense talismans and bones in the body had already been cut off.

And the reason for this is due to the days of reading before going to the 100,000 mountains.

He knew that the powerful Flying Sword Qi Cultivator could feel a trace of connection no matter how far away from the Flying Sword, but if he wanted to control the Flying Sword with his mind, this sword would be like a pickled fish being stewed in an iron pot in an instant.

The sparse flying sword will not pose any threat to Zhang Xiaodao.

And judging that the man did not come, it was because the flying sword hidden in the cowhide scabbard of the pig-killing knife lay quietly in it, without a trace of movement.

What's more, Zhang Xiaodao knew very well that a qi cultivator with a flying sword could kill the enemy thousands of miles away, but at the same time, he was also vulnerable.

Qi cultivators who have established a spiritual and emotional connection with the flying sword all year round will inevitably suffer a great loss of vitality once they lose the flying sword.

Presumably, the man is now trying to reply.

As long as he hadn't come yet, Zhang Xiaodao was confident that he would kill any of the Funeral Eagles, a unit that was spiritually supported by silver, including the swordsman who deliberately gave way that day and allowed a few people from the family to go up the mountain.

Swordsman Lin Dong frowned after blocking Zhang Xiaodao's first arrow.

He was familiar with the dead vein, and knew the power of the vein's arrows, but the tricky enemy in front of him seemed to be a little stronger than the arrows of the vein.

After Zhang Xiaodao softly spit out: "See you again, are you okay?", the second arrow cluster came out offline, this time there was no dead leaves to follow, there was no momentum of the first arrow, but the degree was raised by more than one grade.

The silver-white light turned sharply, cutting off the long leaves of the weeping willows, passing by the heads of the three people, and came to Lin Dong with an irresistible force.

Lin Dong's vitality was released, and the sudden burst of vitality condensed into an invisible shield in front of him. Slowed down the rushing feather arrows a little.

At this moment, the cluster of arrows made of stones looked paused in Lin Dong's pupils, and they didn't seem to have any lethal power.

But Lin Dong knew that once he was hit by this cluster of arrows, he would end up in pieces.

So he slashed out a sword very solemnly, and the sound of the wind breaking after the sword was swung and the sound of the arrow cluster reflecting each other, and then collided, rubbing out a dazzling spark, changing the trajectory of the arrow cluster, and this urgent feather arrow instantly sank into the dense forest, destroying all the way.

The huge force coming from his wrist made Lin Dong's whole body tremble involuntarily.

Although he used his skill to defuse this sword, the friction of that moment made him feel the huge pressure of the load on his body.

At this time, the third arrow broke through the air!

Zhang Xiaodao's arrows are not fast, but the power of each arrow is multiplied geometrically.

In Lin Dong's opinion, there was a rag wrapped around Zhang Xiaodao's bow-holding left arm not far away, and a few blood stains were strangled, which was obviously the reason why the arrow was not fast.

Therefore, he must seek melee combat, and at this time, the shuttle burial eagles in the forest are also seeking to catch up with the pace of the old green ox and seek melee combat.

Now that the tactics have been decided, the first thing Lin Dong has to do is to block this third arrow.

This arrow was strikingly different from the first arrow, and unlike the second arrow, the shaft of the third arrow began to tremble slightly after leaving the bowstring.

This tremor made the trail of this arrow unfathomable, and after drawing a huge arc, it struck at Lin Dong's side at an extremely tricky angle.

At the same time, after an arc, the arrow's position in mid-air suddenly pulled down, as if it was advancing against the ground, and countless grass clippings flew up in response.

Lin Dong was in a cold sweat, because this arrow was the most difficult and low-grade of the three arrows, because it was an unscientific large arc, which represented that the green bull boy in the distance could already pass through the guò vitality package and affect the trajectory of the arrow.

This arrow is like a flying sword!

In the face of the low-flying feather arrow, Lin Dong's best choice should have been an easy jump, and then dodged the arrow.

But at this time, he understood, and he had no doubt that after he jumped, the cluster of arrows that would turn would take off directly into the air, and he would not be able to make a strong force in mid-air, and he would be completely pierced by this cluster of arrows.

Therefore, he could only choose an extremely awkward posture, and in this gallop, he used the sword qi of the long sword to affect the trajectory of the arrow cluster first, and blocked the arrow by picking the arrow sideways.

Picking, the tip of the sword tapped the edge of the arrow, a little white light flashed, and the vitality shone out with a horizontal constant explosion.

Countless grass clippings and stones centered on the forest turned into granular debris in an instant, filling the air with flying arrows, and arrows were overturned, spinning in circles in the air.

The sweat on his forehead dripped on the tip of his nose, Lin Dong stepped out of this chaotic space in three steps, and rushed towards Zhang Xiaodao like the wind, but at this time he saw that someone had already come to Zhang Xiaodao's side.

Zhang Xiaodao didn't release the fourth arrow because several people in front of him, Lin Dong knew that this was his best chance to kill Zhang Xiaodao.

Tapping the stubborn stone on his toes, and with the help of the thick trunk, Lin Dong used all the remaining strength to add.

And his degree was indeed very fast, and he came ten feet away before Zhang Xiaodao cut off the head of the third person.

The old green cow quickly retreated, and Lin Dong naturally saw Zhang Xiaodao's intention to be afraid of melee combat with him, and opened the way with his sword qi, advancing as soon as he entered.

Zhang Xiaodao hurriedly took out the white jade bow, and his left arm was slightly stiff.

Lin Dong's figure in front of him tossed and turned in the rushing sword aura, as if it had become a phantom.

Zhang Xiaodao's hasty look made Lin Dong feel that this was an opportunity, and he squeezed all the vitality in his body, making the figure rush up.

At this critical moment, Zhang Xiaodao seemed to feel that this arrow could not be aimed at all, and pulled out the falling snow long knife, and at the same time, the old green cow suddenly pushed him out with the strength of his hind hooves.

Like a cannonball, it was swept by the long knife of Zhang Xiaodao that shot out.

The invisible sword qi wave was suddenly cut out by the falling snow, and his whole person passed through this opening, and the long sword smoothly made substantial contact with the long sword.

Lin Dong's sword used up the vitality of his whole body, and after touching the falling snow, countless vitality seemed to be transformed into thin needles in a short distance and rushed towards Zhang Xiaodao.

"It's boring, isn't it?"

Zhang Xiaodao said lightly, with the panicked look on his face?

He understood the power of the White Jade Bow, even if he didn't cooperate with the Qingling Arrow, he could consume a Qi Refiner who knew the Qi Realm Condensation Grade.

He pretended that his left arm was still sluggish, just waiting for Lin Dong to come and play melee combat.

Lin Dong really came, after splitting this sword, he now only holds the knife with his right hand, and subconsciously will definitely think that the injury of his left arm can only hold the bow.

But after Zhang Xiaodao's words, Lin Dong no longer thought so.

The vitality that turned into thin needles was striking Zhang Xiaodao's body, but it didn't cause any damage, like rain washing over a stubborn stone.

Zhang Xiaodao's eyes froze, and Lin Dong immediately remembered Fang Mai's terrifying eye sockets.

He tilted his head in a ten-thousandth breath, trying to dodge the supernatural power that was more powerful than the needle-like vitality he released, and the hilt of the sword he clenched naturally loosened a little bit of strength.

This point is enough for Zhang Xiaodao to draw out the pig-killing knife.

The left hand, which had always seemed extremely sluggish, suddenly increased at this moment.

The pig-killing knife did not make any sound after rubbing against the cowhide scabbard, and the black and oil-stained knife surface did not make a cold cut, but it made Lin Dong feel like falling into an ice cellar at this time.

He forcibly withdrew his long sword, blocking the moment the pig-killing knife attacked, but there was a 'cluck'

This kind of sound was very rare, so that Lin Dong, who heard this sound, didn't know that his long sword had been cut into half of the sword body by the pig killing knife.

At the same time, a majestic force came, and Lin Dong's body flew backwards, but no matter what, he couldn't hold the long sword with a gap in the blade.

His body was still balanced, but his pupils contracted wildly.

Zhang Xiaodao drew the white jade bow and three feather arrows with an incredible degree, and in the next moment, the feather arrows pierced the sky and came to Lin Dong before he fell to the ground.

He couldn't imagine why Zhang Xiaodao could make so many movements in such a short period of time, and even more couldn't imagine why the body injured by the flying sword could return to this kind of process.

He only wanted to hold these three feather arrows at a low level now, but at this time, Zhang Xiaodao shot the fourth arrow—the Qingling Arrow!

As soon as the Qingling Arrow appeared, there was a gust of wind howling, and there were many visions!

It disappeared in mid-air with just a snap of his fingers, but when it reappeared, it was in front of Lin Dong's head that had put on an awkward posture after dodging the three feather arrows.

Lin Dong knew at this moment that he was going to die, and he finally understood why Zhang Xiaodao could come and go freely in this mountain and forest, killing bloodily.

Because, he is the best at playing with arrows among melee Qi refiners, and the best at playing with knives among long-range Qi refiners!