In the early morning, the morning sun is slightly dewed, and the sky is purple and cloudy.

Not far in front of the monk, a pimple-covered toad crawled out of its hole and crouched motionless in the grass full of arrows.

The morning breeze blew slightly, a slender blade of grass beside the toad shook, passing sideways from its round eyes, the toad was still there, and when the tip of the leaf was about to touch the eyeball, he reluctantly closed his eyes, and waited until the leaves passed, then he slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were too lazy to move.

There was a buzzing sound, and a fly flew quickly to a leaf not far away, and there were no evaporating dewdrops left on the leaf.

The fly lay on its stomach next to the dewdrops, and the first two paws were sticky with water, rubbed it a few times, and then raised one of its claws and rubbed it against the head, the head was only slightly sideways, and the small front paws had already circled a few times, and then the fly spun around the leaves a few times, and then the wings flapped and flew.

Sensing that the flies were getting closer and closer to it, the toad's eyes rolled and stared at the flies in the air, and its throat gradually changed from slow to fast.

Just as the fly flew diagonally above it, the toad's mouth suddenly cracked, and its slime-stained tongue poked out at the fly like lightning, and it was about to curl it up on the tip of its tongue.

At this moment, a little black light flint came, and then passed away negligently, and the flies in the air disappeared in an instant, leaving only a pair of transparent wings still in place.

At this time, the toad's tongue just reached the place where it had been, curled its wings and retracted in the blink of an eye, chirped twice in its mouth, moved its throat, and swallowed it into its stomach.

The edge of the black light slightly rubbed against the fly, and in an instant, it was squeezed into powder, and then the speed did not decrease, carrying an unrivaled power, and it slammed into the shield that already had a trace of crack in the outer layer.

As soon as the shield touched the tip of the flickering arrow of the rune, the water waves above instantly stopped, and with the sound of jade shattering, the shield shattered into countless fragments, turning into a pale green fluorescence and slowly dissipating.

The black feather arrow broke through the outer shield, it was already the end of the crossbow, and as soon as it touched the gourd-like protective layer inside, it was immediately ejected, and it turned around a few times in mid-air, and plunged straight into the grass not far away.

The second black feather arrow came one after another, and the inner protective layer stalemate for a while, with a burst of light flickering on the gourd, the second feather arrow shot back at a faster speed, impartially facing the old Lu Tou who had just flown to the tree, the old Lu Tou who was covered with the smell of salted fish quickly shrank his neck, and the feather arrow jumped past the top of his head, shooting obliquely into the sky, and disappeared.

Lao Lu Tou felt the slight shaking of a few sparse hairs on the top of his head, and couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body, and while rejoicing in his heart, he scolded angrily:

"Grandma's, Lao Tzu is just watching the show, and he was almost skewered with human meat, which bastard shoots an arrow, doesn't he have long eyes. ”

When the second crane heard this, he looked back and stared at the old Lu Tou with gloomy eyes.

Seeing this, Lao Lu Tou looked directly at each other, raised his eyebrows, and shouted: "What's the matter, you are still not convinced by the little eyes, right, you have the ability to beat me." ”

As he spoke, he stretched his neck towards the second crane and patted his cheek, "Come on, come on, hit grandpa, you're a deflated three." ”

The second crane glanced at Lao Lu a few more times, sneered, ignored his scolding from the eighteenth generation of the ancestors behind him, turned his head and continued to stare at the field.

Originally, the second arrow was not ineffective, and it had already broken a finger-sized hole in the gourd-shaped protective layer that protected the Qingxiu monk, and bursts of aura visible to the naked eye emanated from it.

And the Qingxiu monk also spat out a mouthful of blood, stained his clothes red, and was moving his body with difficulty at the moment, as if he wanted to avoid the next arrow.

Xu Shan still stood on the tree and did not move, seeing the movements of the Qingxiu monk, he knew that he must be seriously injured, and I am afraid that he will not even be able to stand now.

When the old Lu Tou saw the monk's movements, he also stopped scolding, his meat wings slowly stretched out from behind, and his eyes flickered as he looked at the Qingxiu monk, squatting on the tree and ready to move.

With a loud shout from the swarthy man, the third feather arrow flickered with unknown runes, and finally turned into a black light and flew towards the monk as fast as possible.

Everywhere it passed, the grass seemed to be swept through it by a lawnmower, and the dirt and grass flew to form an oval-shaped passage more than a foot wide.

The next moment, the feather arrow intersected with the gourd-shaped protective layer, but it only held on for one breath, and the protective layer was like an ice sculpture falling to the ground, exploding into countless fragments and flying in all directions.

The mirror-shaped spiritual weapon hanging above the head of the Qingxiu monk shook violently a few times, and then the aura around his body dimmed and fell to the grass.

The black feather arrow continued to gain momentum, nailing the shoulder of the Qingxiu monk to the big tree behind him, and a piece of arrow tip emerged from the other side of the tree, which stopped the momentum.

The emerald green flying sword in the shape of a bamboo leaf, driven by a bow and arrow, rolled down the monk's knees.

Seeing this, the swarthy man laughed, and said to the old man dressed as a rich man: "Old man Gu, your snake shadow three arrows really deserve its name, I don't want to give you this bow and arrow." ”

The aura of the three of them is extremely weak at this moment, and they are being firmly protected by their own henchmen.

Old man Gu didn't pay attention to the swarthy man, but quickly stretched out his hand and pointed at the monk, shouting at the fourth elder: "Hurry up and kill that kid and snatch his natal flying sword!"

Seeing this, the fourth child didn't say a word, a pair of small wings broke out of his body, and hurriedly rushed towards the monk more than ten zhang away.

When the rest of the people saw it, they also hurriedly used their skills, chasing the figure of the fourth child and running forward like a desperate person, and even some people fought on the road, and for a while the flesh and blood flew sideways, and the scene was chaotic, just like the Qing who was chased by the finless porpoise across the river.

Old man Gu looked at the people fishing in the troubled waters in front of him, his face was indifferent, he sighed, stretched out his hand towards the swarthy man and the second crane, and said slowly: "People die for money, and birds die for food."

The swarthy man and the second crane hesitated for a moment, looked at each other, and handed over the snake shadow bow as he said.

Taking the snake shadow bow, Old Man Gu shook his shoulders a few times, his whole body was full of real energy, his breath soared, and there was still a sign of weakness.

The swarthy man also shook his head, his breath immediately returned to his peak state, looked at the crowd in front of him and smiled, and said to Old Man Gu: "Old Gu, you are still insidious, no, no, you are still smart, Lao Tzu admires." ”

The second crane took a few pills before he recovered, turned his face to look at the few people behind him who still didn't move, and said gloomily: "It seems that someone is very self-aware." ”

When the swarthy man heard this, he turned his face to look at it, and then looked at the second crane with a smile and said, "Then bother Brother Crane, you go to warm your hands, we have been picked up by others." ”

The people who didn't move, including Xu Shan, sneered when they heard it.

Without waiting for the second crane to speak, the old man Gu didn't turn his head and said: "Smart is mistaken by smart, don't care about these few little shrimps, the flying sword can only fall into the hands of one of the three of us, it's good that they don't mix, if anyone has a little bit of mixed thoughts, the three of us will join forces to destroy him." ”

The few people who didn't rush forward looked at each other a few times, but didn't say anything.

Without caring about the others, Old Man Gu stared intently at the monk more than a dozen zhang away, and suddenly his face moved, and he crushed a piece of black jade pendant in his hand, and said, "It's here." ”

The fourth child, who was running forward, felt the white jade pendant in his hand shattered into powder, and immediately stopped, and desperately retreated back instead of advancing, and the speed was a little faster than when he went.

Just when the fourth child turned around and ran back, the bamboo leaf-shaped flying sword that had fallen to the ground suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, it seemed that everyone was still moving, only a touch of green light kept shuttling among the crowd at the front, as if a fish that had been hooked, but was still wrestling with anglers in the water.

The few people in the front looked at the monk who was about to approach Qingxiu, and their faces couldn't help but show a look of ecstasy, who knew that without warning, a burst of green light flashed in front of them, and then nothing else could be seen, only a piece of green mangs in the sky was connected to the sky, and the next moment, there was a pain in the waist, and the sky was spinning in the sight, and it seemed to hit something, and the whole person was in severe pain, and the bones did not know how many were broken.

And from Old Man Gu's side, he saw the green mangs splashing in the air, as if there was an invisible person, using a brush dipped in thick green ink, using the space in front of the monk as paper, first heavy and then light.

Seeing this, Old Man Gu sighed, "It's a good boy, it's a pity."

Seeing this, Xu Shan, who was on the tree, also sighed and extinguished the little thought of saving the Qingxiu monk.