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Déjà vu is because Zhang Xiaodao once shot this arrow, although the arrow cluster is much faster now than back then, but Jiang Qiu recognizes it.

It seems to be because Zhang Xiaodao once drank and burned the knife and listened to her tell stories, and today, three years later, Zhang Xiaodao has changed dramatically.

The strange and familiar Qingling arrow rolled up a piece of silver, slashed through a brilliant Milky Way, dotted in the forest, and the white light was like a firefly, but it was not a bright light, not a firefly but a silver white.

Qin Hong's expression changed suddenly, and the old man in black not far away also stopped and showed horror on his face.

It's just that this expression didn't have time to expand to the extreme on their cheeks, and the Qingling Arrow arrived, and it was extremely abrupt and murderous.

The clusters of Qingling's arrows emitted a dark light, smearing Qin Hong's vision into pitch black.

At this critical moment, Qin Hong's long stick blocked in front of his cheek, and the moment the Qingling arrow came into contact with the long stick, the sparks were wanton, and Qin Hong spurted out a mouthful of blood.

After the secret operation, Tuoba Lie was seriously injured when he received this arrow, Qin Hong was naturally much worse than Tuoba Lie, after a mouthful of blood spurted out, he forcibly twisted his waist, delaying Qingling's arrow for a moment, but changing the direction of the arrow.

In the next breath, his left shoulder was pierced by Qingling's arrow, a puddle of blood flowers bloomed in midair, and Qin Hong smashed directly into the snow, landing on the ground with his face, and let out a huge muffled snort.

The old man in black immediately came to Qin Hong's side, helped him up, and stuffed three pills into his mouth, Qin Hong's pale face finally recovered a little.

The forest was silent, and the fleeing Sword Sect disciples stopped and looked to the west. As if he had never shot this arrow at all, Zhang Xiaodao rode over on the old green ox and looked at the enemy who had fallen to the ground. didn't look at the mouth, looked at Jiang Qiu, but frowned and asked, "Why are you here too?"

Jiang Qiu couldn't describe the feeling in his heart at this time, but he just looked at Zhang Xiaodao blankly, listened to the familiar voice, and nodded subconsciously.

Zhang Xiaodao rode the old green ox to Jiang Qiu's side, turned over and got off the ox, and helped him up without greetings. Instead, he looked at Qin Hong and said, "I didn't shoot you, that's good." ”

This kind of condescending tone is a complete contempt for a son like Qin Hong.

However, he was seriously injured at this time, his whole body was weak, and what was even more terrifying was that the vitality in his body was flowing extremely rapidly with the snow cave on his shoulder, and the vitality in his body would be empty in less than five breaths.

Chen Qingzhu and Senior Brother came to Zhang Xiaodao's side at this time, standing silently, and the old man in black beside Qin Hong said, "You and I are equal in strength. You don't have to be serious here, see you at the top of the mountain. ”

"What does your eye see the equivalence?" Zhang Xiaodao asked, then frowned and glanced at Jiang Qiu, who was seriously injured.

Jiang Qiu pursed her red lips and lowered her head, Chen Qingzhu glanced at her and did not speak. He looked ahead, but there was something intriguing in his eyes.

The old man in black was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then said, "I'm strong. ”

After finishing speaking, the old man in black exuded his majestic vitality, and Zhang Xiaodao's face changed.

He could completely feel the aura that was approaching the Destiny Realm. This aura is still irresistible to the current Zhang Xiaodao.

It's just that there is a senior brother standing next to him.

The senior brother said softly, "I'll come." He took two steps.

The old man in black had no intention of fighting, and picked up Qin Hong, who was seriously injured. Zhang Xiaodao saw that Qin Hong was looking at him with resentful eyes, and his intention to kill was undoubted.

For this potential danger, Zhang Xiaodao has always adhered to the attitude of erasing if he can, so he pulled out the falling snow long knife and wanted to join the battle group to kill the two.

The old man in black looked solemn, and with a casual move, a wind banner arrived in his hand.

This banner is like a flag, the flag is completely black and full of grease, unable to flutter in the wind, and looks slimy and extremely disgusting.

The senior brother's steps forward suddenly paused, and it seemed that he had become a student who was humbly studying and asked, "Generally, there are six kinds of good flags, I don't know which one you belong to?"

The old man in black did not speak, and shook the banner gently.

A hurricane suddenly appeared in the forest and rushed forward, and there was a vision in the place where it passed, the old tree quickly molted, the mottled bark fluttered in the air and became sawdust, and the thick trunk quickly emaciated, turning into a seedling that seemed to have been shaved by someone.

The snow did not fly but disappeared in an instant, and the corpses lying on the ground turned into white bones, which was extremely terrifying!

Zhang Xiaodao watched the hurricane come in front of him, blocking Jiang Qiu and Lao Qingniu, while the senior brother was walking in the hurricane, and countless cuts appeared on the already old padded jacket, like a beggar.

Zhang Xiaodao's expression was awe-inspiring, and when he was about to urge the snow knife to resist this attack in the dark night, he saw that the senior brother seemed to be walking very slowly, but he had already come to the front of the old man in black.

He lightly touched the windswept streaks of oil, and pointed out a circle of ripples like rippling water.

The wind banner instantly became as clean as ever, and the hurricane wind suddenly weakened, blowing on Zhang Xiaodao's face to the extreme, and no longer had the power to shatter everything in the world.

Zhang Xiaodao put the falling snow knife back into the scabbard, and finally understood that he couldn't intervene in this kind of battle at all.

The old man in black couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that the senior brother had broken the wind banner that he had cultivated for many years with just one finger, so he simply broke the wind banner and turned it into a spike and stabbed it out.

The senior brother frowned, it seemed that he had a slight upper hand just now, but in fact, the price he paid was extremely great, and it was a wise move for the old man in black to decisively abandon the wind banner to fight for his life at this time.

The flagpole with sharp stubble was close at hand and stabbed the door of the senior brother's face, and the senior brother snorted coldly and slapped one palm in the air, and the flagpole shattered and split into three.

The old man in black abandoned the flagpole again, and turned his palm from clenched to fist without stopping.

The fist finally came to the door of the senior brother's face, and the senior brother didn't have to flicker his eyes, and the old man in black suddenly shattered his palm, raising a rain of flesh and blood in front of the senior brother's eyes.

It's a long time, but it's really just a moment.

When Zhang Xiaodao's heart was beating in shock, the senior brother slowly spoke: "It's not that you want to cut off your arm, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the old man in black slapped his left hand on the shoulder of his right arm with a broken palm, and an ugly sound of separation of flesh and bone burst out, and he really took off his arm!

The senior brother did not advance again this time, and suddenly withdrew three zhang away, and the stump arm in mid-air suddenly burst open, and a piece of blood stained the silver-white snow in the mountains, and the old man and Qin Hongxun fled.

Zhang Xiaodao sighed when he saw that the two of them disappeared into the jungle in an instant, and the senior brother disappeared immediately, and he couldn't help but sigh again.

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The battle that exploded everywhere on Dading Mountain was particularly fierce.

Although it had been expected that there would be masters in the Xia army, it was too cruel for the half-step Xuandu to run down the mountain to kill people.

Zhang Xiaodao looked around in the dark night and couldn't help frowning, the battle of the Sword Gate suffered heavy losses, if it wasn't for the timely arrival of the most likely to be destroyed, there would be no one left, and the plans of the major sects of the Tang Dynasty to reach the top would be stranded without restrictions.

Jiang Qiu stood up with Chen Qingzhu's support, looked at Zhang Xiaodao's side face, and finally spoke, "Thank you." ”

This thank you was very polite, but it just fell on Zhang Xiaodao's ears, but it made him feel very uncomfortable, he looked at Jiang Qiu strangely and said, "You and I don't know each other, why are you talking so much." ”

The surviving disciples behind Jiang Qiu hurriedly came to thank Dade, Zhang Xiaodao was fine, but he saw Xiao Qingjian, an old acquaintance.

Zhang Xiaodao asked with a smile: "Did the teeth grow out or were they inlaid?"

Xiao Qingjian was seriously injured and could not stand up, and when he heard this, he scolded unceremoniously: "Get out of the calf." ”

Many surviving disciples suddenly looked at Xiao Qingjian and didn't understand why they were so rude to their life-saving benefactor, just when everyone was afraid that Zhang Xiaodao would give up on them and ignored them, they saw Zhang Xiaodao come to Xiao Qingjian, and gently knocked on his chest and said, "It's a lot stronger." ”

The corners of Xiao Qingjian's mouth were dripping with blood but his cheeks were raised, and only under this gesture did everyone understand that they were old friends, and they couldn't help but feel more confident in their hearts, but they couldn't help but be surprised how Xiao Qingjian was so familiar with a character like Zhang Xiaodao.

Chen Qingzhu said at this time: "This place is not suitable for a long time. ”

Zhang Xiaodao nodded, and walked down the mountain with only thirty or so Sword Sect disciples, but looked back from time to time, as if he was a little worried about Senior Brother.

It didn't take long for the morning light to illuminate the heavens and the earth, and Zhang Xiaodao found a place to rest with the disciples of the Sword Sect, but he didn't dare to sleep, staring at the old green ox and riding around with his eyes beaded.

This team can no longer withstand the destruction, and Zhang Xiaodao has the responsibility to protect them from the mountain safely.

Jiang Qiu leaned on the trunk of a big tree, picked up the wine bag he carried with him, and took a sip, Chen Qingzhu smelled the wine, and asked, "Have you two ever drunk?"

Jiang Qiu naturally knew who the other person of the two of you was referring to besides her, and nodded.

"That relationship must be good, but you are so unfamiliar with it, I'm afraid it's a little difficult to hide. Saying that, Chen Qingzhu quipped: "You like him?"

Jiang Qiu didn't deny it, and looked at Zhang Xiaodao, who was riding an old green ox in the forest not far away, and nodded again.

Chen Qingzhu frowned, took out a sip of the wine bag, and said, "Then do you think I'm hateful?"

Jiang Qiu asked, "Why?"

"Because everyone is rumoring that I and Zhang Xiaodao are a couple. ”

Jiang Qiu shook his head and said, "I never believed it. ”

"Clever. Chen Qingzhu put down the wine bag, and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "I have a question, which may not be very good, but I still want to ask you very much." ”

"If it's not good, I need to know the origin of the question, otherwise I don't think I'll bother to answer. ”

Chen Qingzhu nodded and said, "Because my elders all want me and Zhang Xiaodao to get together, and I actually want to make do with it, but I really don't know what I like about him, so I want to ask you what you like about him?"

Jiang Qiushu unfolded his originally raised eyebrows, first laughed twice, and then looked at Chen Qingzhu's pretty face and said, "If you like it, you like it, do you need any bullshit reasons?"

Chen Qingzhu nodded thoughtfully, muttering to himself but with great certainty: "I really don't like him." ”