The momentum of the arrow piercing through the chest of the screaming man did not stop, and it struck at the three people in the courtyard with a killing aura.

Mr. Song squealed lightly, and the meaning of Xuan Tu surged, turning into an earthy yellow giant hand in the air, and with a clear sound of 'ding', he snapped his fingers and broke the menacing arrow into two pieces and fell to the ground.

From the arrow shooting to the killing to Mr. Song's attack, it took only three breaths to cut off, and a fierce attack ended before Ning Shu could react.

There was no second arrow for a long time.

Early morning in the village.

There was no birdsong.

There are no voices.

There was silence.

Mr. Song stepped forward and bent down to pick up the broken arrow on the ground, squinting to inspect it. The black arrows reflected in his eyes shone with a cold light, as if they could tear through the night.

"Bandits?"

Ning Shu stepped forward and asked, if I didn't hear it wrong, the person shouted just now should be a bandit.

"I'm not sure, there is no mark on the arrow, this arrow has such power, and there is evil aura attached to it, the person who shoots the arrow is not an ordinary person. I haven't heard of any bandits in this area who have such masters. ”

Tie Kunlun frowned and said, "Do you feel that something is wrong......?" Why is the village so quiet?"

Ning Shu looked up at the sky, it was true, the village was a little quiet. Not to mention whether the person's shouting just now alarmed others, according to normal circumstances, it should be the time for the villagers to get up early to work. But in the current situation, there was silence all around, and the whole atmosphere was dyed with a little solemnity by the arrow just now.

The three of them walked out of the courtyard and looked around, in addition to the body of the person who had shouted earlier, there were two corpses lying on the ground not far away.

It was none other than Uncle Xu and his wife before, without exception, a black feather arrow pierced through their chests in their chests, and blood stained the ground red.

Thinking of the old man who was still talking to him not long ago, but now lying in a pool of blood, Mr. Song clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white, and a trace of remorse flashed in his eyes.

If he had less hesitation, the two old men might have escaped.

Tie Kunlun casually pushed open the door of the neighbor's courtyard, the smell of blood came to his nose, and the corpses were placed in the courtyard and in the house, the knife on the neck was deep and the bones were visible, and the skin and flesh were turned over, as if they were grinning.

Then after pushing open several houses in a row, all of them were killed with a single sword, and the method was vicious.

There was not a single survivor in the whole village.

Ning Shu felt a wave of nausea in his heart, and the strong smell of blood reminded him of the picture of the accumulation of bones of refugees outside Ping'an City when he was a child.

......

......

At the same time, at the foot of Meihua Mountain in Bajingling, outside Shucheng, a large group of people and horses dressed in black, covered with black veils, dressed as thieves, melted into the night in the forest before dawn.

The blood on the knives in their hands had not yet dried up.

The leader was riding on a tall horse, his eyes were a little casual, and his exposed skin was pale and sickly, as if he had not seen the light of day all year round, in stark contrast to the black clothes on his body, and his whole body exuded a cold aura.

There was a man on one knee under the horse, reporting something.

"Lord Qiqi, together with Shucheng and more than a dozen surrounding villages, all the fields have been cleaned up, and no one has escaped, leaving no one alive. It's just that there is a cultivator in the village of the Xu family, and his subordinates can't see through this person's realm, so they don't dare to act rashly, for fear of breaking a big thing, please make a decision. ”

"Hehe, cultivator?"

"Maybe he's the one the adults are looking for. I will personally kill this person, so I can save a lot of effort, otherwise things will not be good, and the adults will blame it, and we will not be able to eat and walk around. ”

The feminine man on the horse didn't seem to care about the killing, even as a cultivator, and said it casually, like a bloodthirsty viper.

......

......

"Who dares to slaughter a village in the territory of the Divine Dynasty and be so annihilated, is he not afraid of retribution?" Ning Shu said in a trembling voice as he looked at the ground in front of him that was stained red with blood.

"This style of acting is definitely not the work of ordinary bandits, how can bandits only kill people and not make money?"

Tie Kunlun pulled Ning Shu behind him as he spoke, among the three, Mr. Song is a cultivator, Tie Kunlun himself is born with divine power, only Ning Shu is an ordinary person, and he should be protected.

Mr. Song's index finger and middle finger pinched the cluster of arrows that had fallen to the ground before, and slowly spoke: "Cultivating to my level, we should seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, even if we can't know the blessings and misfortunes, you can also sense the differences around you, the strange thing is that I didn't feel anything last night, if it wasn't for the other party's cultivation being higher than mine, then there was something special that blinded my spiritual sense, it seems that the other party didn't plan to let us leave alive, and I don't know when to provoke such an enemy." ”

"Is it possible that they are coming for it?" Tie Kunlun asked.

"You know this thing, I know it, and if it has not been passed on, how can outsiders know about it. Don't worry about it, if the other party really comes for this thing, sooner or later he will show up. ”

"I want to see who treats human life as a matter of grass and trees. ”

As Mr. Song spoke, the air flow around his body surged, the law rose at will, and the earthy yellow aura condensed into a long sword.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, his sword crossed in front of his knees, and closed his eyes, his momentum getting thicker and heavier. Tie Kunlun stood behind Mr. Song, Ning Shu was pulled behind by Tie Kunlun, looking nervously ahead, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

The village was eerily quiet, and the blood from the corpses had dried up and turned black.

The light of dawn has not yet arrived.

The dark clouds in the sky converged, dull like a prelude to a storm.

A figure slowly walked at the entrance of the village in the distance, walking very slowly, wearing a black robe against the pale skin a little crazy, I saw him look at the buildings in the village and the several corpses lying in front of him on the ground, licked his lips, with a bit of appreciation in his eyes, as if he was looking at his finished work.

Then, lift your foot and step over.

Ning Shu stared at the black-robed man, furious.

"Actually take the Xuantu in the innate five elements as the meaning of the law, the image was born in the mind, and also condensed the image of the law, with the sword as the image of the law, there should be a place for you in the monks of the world's habitat. The black-robed man spoke for the first time after looking at it for a long time, although he was praising it, his tone was indifferent, and he couldn't feel the slightest temperature.

"You did it?"

Mr. Song's praise for him seemed to be unheard, and he only asked lightly, his right hand stroked the long sword, and the sword body trembled like a living thing.

"The smell of blood is so intoxicating, it's nothing to kill them, it's a pity for you, if you want to blame you for being here at this time, all of you have to die. The black-robed man's lazy tone suddenly sharpened.

At this moment, with the voice of the black-robed man, everything around him moved.

The clouds in the sky are thicker.

Ning Shu felt a chill.

"Go. ”

With a thud, the earthy yellow sword turned into a sword light, tearing through the air and heading straight towards the neck of the black-robed man.

Almost at the same time, a black feather arrow suddenly shot from the side, shooting towards Ning Shu behind Mr. Song.

Different ways to attack.

Different targets of attack.

The owner of the Black Feather Arrow knew how to assassinate and knew that the Edgeworth cultivator should be distracted at this time, so he shot an arrow into his back.

Sure enough, I saw the earthy yellow sword light stop and turn sharply in the air, and the speed was extremely fast, and it cut off the black feather arrow before it hit Ning Shu.

Mr. Song wanted to kill the black-robed man first, but he didn't expect that there was an archer hidden in the shadows, and his method was to shoot Uncle Xu and his wife and the people who had reported to the villagers before.

"Jingle bells. ”

This delay lost the first hand, and after a little distraction, the black-robed man's attack had already arrived in front of him, and he held a small black bell with black flames shrouded down.

Every time the bell rings, the soul has a sense that it is about to disperse.

Ning Shu only felt that there were thousands of ants and insects in his brain, and his head was splitting.

Mr. Song made only one movement.

chop

The sword in his hand has been swung down, and the double blades of the sword are cold and cold, colliding on the black flames, like a red-hot iron thrown into ice water, with a swishing sound, black and yellow intersecting, making waves in the void, and the air waves are surging, even the iron Kunlun, which is like a hill, has taken a few steps back, and the earthen tiles on the eaves behind him are shattered.

"Hahaha, how can I compare the mere habitat with my half-step dream, today I will let you know what it means to chase souls and have no souls under the bell!"

As he spoke, the black-robed man offered two more bells of the same size, and the three bells formed a triangle and pressed towards the yellow long sword.

One bell is so powerful, what if there are two more?

On the other side, the archers hidden in the shadows kept stretching their bows and arrows, and the arrows were shot at Ning Shu and Tie Kunlun.

Tie Kunlun protected Ning Shu behind him, and lifted a boulder with brute force with both arms to resist the arrows that came from him. The arrows sank into the stone, and the tremendous power spread to Tie Kunlun's arms, causing him to retreat continuously.

Despite all his powers, he was wounded, and the arrow in his left knee almost made him unable to stand.

The black-robed man's bell trapped Mr. Song's sword in the middle, and the yellow long sword rushed left and right to break free, and beads of sweat oozed from Mr. Song's forehead, looking extremely difficult.

The black-robed man had a smile on his face, and the black flames around him were boiling, which was terrifying.

An expression that doesn't mean that.

It's like the big picture has been decided.

A man also dressed in black jumped from a tree in the distance, his body was nimble, and he landed without a sound. He was wearing a tight-fitting night suit, his face was invisible, his eyes were as cold as the black-robed man, and he was carrying a bow on his back, walking towards Ning Shu and Tie Kunlun.

Ning Shu really hated these eyes, just like the black eagle he saw on the city wall when he was a child, gnawing on carrion.

"Yin San, kill them. The black-robed man said, but his eyes kept staring at Mr. Song, who was struggling to resist.

The archer, known as Yin San, pulled the bowstring and aimed it at Tie Kunlun's chest, showing a look of pity, and said, "If Lord Yama asks how you died, you will say that you died at the hands of my demon arrow Yin San." ”

At such a close distance, it is not even necessary to aim.

Ning Shu and Tie Kunlun had no way to retreat, there was nothing around them that could be hidden, and they were about to die under the thieves' arrows.

Tie Kunlun closed his eyes, cursing in his mouth, ready to be pierced through the heart by an arrow.