Chapter 121: The Killing Tree

"Kill her!"

Lu Yun heard three words clearly from the other party's mouth, looking at the person's expression, he was very calm, as if he was sure that Lu Yun couldn't do anything about her.

When Lu Yun wanted to get closer, the gray wolf followed, and the sharp wolf claws wanted to tear Lu Yun in half.

Sliding away from the gray wolf, Lu Yun regained her clumsy stand, she looked at Ji Hongxi's side, and the other party had already solved the two of them.

However, the next three people were a little troublesome, especially the ancient barbarian with a feather crown on his head, who kept muttering something in his mouth.

Strange power fluctuations flowed through this space, and the remaining wolves were as excited and fanatical as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Saliva dripped from his mouth, his tongue gasped for hot air, and the mark on the gray wolf's skull was engraved in his bones, black and shiny.

Several wolves were healed from their injuries again.

"Senior sister!"

Ji Hongxi didn't look back, shouted Lu Yun, the sword in his hand broke open the belly of a wolf by the way, and the internal organs fell, but the wound healed in a certain shun, and the gray wolf's combat power was not reduced.

"Senior brother!"

Lu Yun only glanced at it, and rushed towards his enemy again, but on the way, he reshot the clumsy towards Ji Hongxi's side.

A gray wolf's head was smashed, its bones rattled, and it was stuck in the ground.

Ji Hongxi stepped on Wuzhuo and jumped up with his strength, originally pounced on the figure of the ancient barbarian wearing a feather crown and turned in the air, stabbing at Lu Yun's opponent.

Lu Yun's figure brushed Ji Hongxi past, dangled a shot, and came to the crested ancient barbarian.

The tacit understanding of the two was converted, and the different dispatches caught the ancient barbarians off guard.

The feather-crowned ancient barbarian was cut by the cold river snow, and a dark light appeared in his eyes, and the pitch-black pupils gave people an ominous feeling.

Lu Yun saw the other party throw an iron ball again.

The iron ball turned into an eagle-like bird of prey in the air, and its sharp claws brushed Lu Yun's cheek, and there was a hot pain.

The feathers on the wings are shot out as sharp arrows, each carrying the power of ten thousand jun, no matter how fast the dragon shadow is, it is impossible to dodge all of them in such a short distance.

She could only avoid the fatal wound, which was pierced in her arm.

The back of the eagle has the same pattern.

And there was a strange smile on the face of the feather-crowned ancient barbarian, which was the arrogance that was bound to win.

Lu Yun smiled, and there was no wave in his eyes.

Han Jiangxue and sharp claws collided, and the gray wolf behind him took the opportunity to go up, and Lu Yun's feet slipped, protruding from the encirclement, and killing the crested ancient barbarian again.

This repetitive move made the opponent's face have a heavy disdain.

He bared his teeth and faced the cold sword, wanting to laugh at Lu Yun's indiscretion, but behind him, the blood was thick, locking him.

Glass blood emerged from the shadows, piercing the man's heart.

Looking at the other side, the ancient barbarian had already died, and from beginning to end, all Lu Yun had to do was to delay time for Ji Hongxi.

"What's the matter, isn't Senior Brother very powerful?"

Ji Hongxi's tone was a little panting, but his face was calm, and he still had time to squeeze his eyebrows at Lu Yun and show off his coquettishness.

Lu Yun hooked her lips, and before she could respond, she heard a piercing sound.

That's the whistle.

The whistle was extraordinarily shrill and thin, as if it had been drawn into a line, drilled into people's minds, and exploded in their minds, buzzing in their heads.

From this whistle, Lu Yun had a bad premonition.

"Their reinforcements have arrived." Ji Hongxi also gritted his teeth a little, he was already fighting more and less, and he was looking for people, these ancient barbarians were really waste.

But no matter how much he cursed in his heart, looking at the overly cruel expressions of the remaining two ancient barbarians, Lu Yun knew that this was really not good.

"Senior Brother......

The sound was transmitted into his ears, Ji Hongxi's eyebrows moved, and after glancing at Lu Yun, he nodded when he saw the bright light in the other party's eyes.

Lu Yun didn't talk nonsense, he opened the way without clumsiness, Han Jiangxue followed, and the heavy sword split the space and flashed in front of one of them.

The ancient barbarian pouted, but he didn't confront Lu Yun head-on, only letting the gray wolf block Lu Yun.

Lu Yun's injuries were not light, and there was not much spiritual power left in his body, and the ancient barbarian Xu saw Lu Yun's external strength and middle strength, and his eyes were full of ridicule.

Lu Yun's face remained unchanged, and the man easily avoided the cold river and snow, but there was a tingling sensation on his shoulder.

A short sword like night flashed away in Lu Yun's hand, and the tail needle was always so unexpected.

"You!"

The voice that spit out was vague, and the ancient barbarian was about to command the gray wolf to tear Lu Yun apart, but he saw Lu Yun take the initiative to retreat and pull away from him.

The distance between the well water and the river water is inexplicable.

Lu Yun raised his chin and motioned for the other party to look to the side.

There was a tall tree with a dense crown and flourishing foliage.

And on the thick trunk of the tree, there was a sword qi slashing, lifting a large piece of bark, red sap flowing, and under Lu Yun's sword wind, those sap fell on the bare upper body of the ancient barbarian.

Large swaths of skin were soaked in red juice, an unsettling red that made the ancient barbarians' pupils shrink like pintips.

He raised his hand and frantically wiped his body, but there was too much juice.

In the process, the original yellow-brown color of the ancient barbarian's body seemed to be corroded in the blood, revealing the original skin of the ancient barbarian.

Whoa, whoa, whoa......

At some point, the wind on his side was much stronger, and the leaves swayed above, like a naughty child, dancing to an inexplicable rhythm.

"Hee-hee, hee-hee!"

The pleasant children's voice sounded, and Lu Yun heard it very clearly this time, all of which came from the surrounding trees.

"No!"

The ancient barbarian shouted, his face filled with despair and fear.

Ji Hongxi was still a little unsure, so he saw that the branches around him had become soft and slender, like a woman's delicate limbs.

One, two, poked out, carefully touched the ancient barbarian, and then wrapped around it.

The branches were tightened, and they embraced their lovers as well as their prey.

The bones were shattered, the chest cavity was dented, and the ancient barbarian, who spat out a mouthful of fragments, was strangled alive by those demonized branches.

The last ancient barbarian had already fled when he saw the situation.

Although he escaped from Lu Yun's sight, Lu Yun knew that that person should be more than lucky.

All the enemies were destroyed, and there was silence on his side.

The sound of the wind dissipated, and the laughter was not there, but Ji Hongxi lowered his eyes, holding the glass blood, and the evil qi around his body was still rising.

Lu Yun reached out and pressed Ji Hongxi's sword-holding hand and shook his head at it.

She looked at the lush trees, and as far as the eye could see, the green tide was surging and rolling in.

She said, "Come out." ”

In order to show her sincerity, she put away the cold river snow, the bell on her waist rang crisply, and she was clumsy and carried it on her back again, and her spiritual power dispersed, looking at the empty door wide open and sneaking attack.

Ji Hongxi on the side did the same, but his eyes were still vigilant.

There was a small sound of a branch being trampled on.

Lu Yun looked at the place where the voice was, and what caught her eye was a woman in her twenties, but the cultivation world never judged her age by appearance.

(End of chapter)