At the same time, at the same time that Niu Hong killed Zhining, another old monk of the Zhizi generation of Hanguang Temple was also about to be killed.

At this time, Zhifeng was scarred, not only did he have countless scars on his body, but he was also hit by two sharp arrows, one of which was shot next to Zhifeng's heart, almost shooting his entire heart through.

However, Zhifeng's luck was good, he dodged at the last moment, and he luckily didn't die, but even so, he was hit hard at this time, and there was not much chance to fight back.

And at a distance of five or six meters from Zhifeng, Xiong Hai was standing there with a few archers, and the injuries on Zhifeng's body were caused by them.

To say that Xiong Hai's action this time is very despicable, because Zhifeng did not provoke Xiong Hai at all, Zhifeng's opponent is a new good hand who took refuge in Willow Leaf Villa, the two were originally fighting, but coldly, Xiong Hai suddenly killed, sneak attacked Zhifeng, and then shot a wave of sharp arrows, and instantly went to Zhifeng's most of his life, landing now such a miserable end.

Xiong Hai was in a very good mood at the moment, and he said with a smile: "Master Zhifeng, for the sake of our previous acquaintances, as long as you are willing to sneak attack Zhishan and assist our son to win this battle, then we will be our own people in the future, and we will have fame, fortune and status." ”

Hearing such a lack of moral idea, Zhifeng's face suddenly turned red with anger, and he shouted angrily: "Thief, don't talk nonsense, I, Zhifeng, have been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, and have always been upright, how could I do such an unkind and unrighteous thing, you don't need to say more, I know that I can't escape, if you want to kill, kill it." ”

Hearing Zhifeng's refusal, Xiong Hai couldn't help but feel a little regretful, he sighed and said: Why are you like this, it's always a good thing to be alive, and if you die, there is nothing, you have to think clearly.

Zhifeng was very hard, he did not hesitate, and said in a deep voice: "You do it, I'm not afraid of death." ”

Xiong Hai sneered: "Okay, since you insist on looking for death, then I will fulfill you, come to someone, and release the arrow." ”

Be!

Several archers agreed, and then began to bend their bows and arrows, aiming at the opposite Zhifeng, and then firing their arrows.

Zhifeng still had a little strength left, he dodged with difficulty, and finally successfully dodged three sharp arrows, but the last two were powerless, and he was shot fiercely, and the injuries on his body were aggravated a few points.

But even so, Zhifeng still couldn't die, his body staggered, and he looked like he would fall down at any time, but in the end he still held on, barely standing firm.

This scene made Xiong Hai and the others a little surprised, Zhifeng's tenacity was very surprising, but the surprise was surprising, Xiong Hai did not delay time at all, seeing that Zhifeng was still alive, Xiong Hai ordered again: Don't stop, continue to release arrows, I want to see how long this old monk can last.

So, another wave of sharp arrows beckoned over, this time Zhifeng's luck was very good, but he was hit by an arrow in his right shoulder, although it hurt so much that he grinned but this guy still didn't fall.

Xiong Hai sneered, waved his big hand, and ordered his subordinates not to stop this time, and keep shooting arrows until Zhifeng was knocked down.

The sound of swishing was endless, and three waves of arrows were fired in a row, but at this moment, it was Zhifeng's life, he directly hit four arrows, and he could no longer stand steadily, his body fell to the ground softly, and bright red blood kept flowing out.

Xiong Hai glanced at one of his subordinates, who understood, and hurriedly ran over to check on Zhifeng's situation to see if the other party had lost his breath.

After a while, his subordinates reported loudly: "My lord, this old monk still has a breath and is not dead. ”

After getting this answer, Xiong Hai couldn't help but chuckle, Zhifeng, an old immortal, is really hard-hitting, and he can't die after being hit by so many arrows, which is really surprising.

Xiong Hai walked over, came to Zhifeng, and said lightly: "You are really amazing, you are constantly angry under such a serious injury, you are also unique, it is difficult for others to surpass you." ”

Zhifeng no longer had the strength to speak, he tried to keep his eyes open, looked at Xiong Hai with great resentment, and opened and closed his mouth several times to say something, but in the end he failed, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

Xiong Hai shook his head and said: "Don't look at me with such vicious eyes, everyone has different positions, each is its own master, fighting is inevitable, if you want to blame it, blame you Hanguang Temple for being unlucky, remember to be reincarnated in the next life, don't be a monk anymore." ”

After saying this, Xiong Hai slapped out his palm and hit Zhifeng's Heavenly Spirit Gai, completely killing him.

Bro!

A sad cry came, Xiong Hai turned his head to look, and saw Zhishan, who had been pressed and beaten by Yang Lin, at this time, he looked at Zhifeng's corpse in grief, and almost burst into tears.

However, Zhishan is now unable to protect himself, and it is impossible to come to Xiong Hai for their trouble, so Xiong Hai did not panic at all, and the villain smiled triumphantly and raised a middle finger at Zhishan.

Yang Lin, who was attacking Zhishan and retreating, couldn't help but smile, Yang Lin was extremely satisfied with Xiong Hai's performance this time, because Xiong Hai himself had no damage at all, he killed Zhifeng, it was completely a trick, and after a poisonous trick of yin damage, Zhifeng didn't even touch Xiong Hai's clothes, and he was killed by Yin.

Most of Yang Lin's subordinates are reckless, and there are very few resourceful talents, Xiong Hai killed a good martial artist with good martial arts in his own intact condition this time, which made Yang Lin surprised and surprised at the same time, and looked up to Xiong Hai even more.

Yang Lin secretly decided that Xiong Hai would be more important in the future, as long as he cultivated it well, Xiong Hai might become his right-hand man.

Thinking so in his heart, but the movements of Yang Lin's hands were not slow at all, and the sharp palm technique kept shooting, attacking straight at Zhishan's vital parts.

Zhishan is very sad now, seeing the continuous tragic death of his brothers and sisters, which makes Zhishan grief-stricken, and finally couldn't help it, and suddenly burst into tears, crying while resisting Yang Lin's attack, looking very desolate

And Yang Lin, the descendant, kept chasing a crying old monk and attacked, the scene was very weird, so that the people on the side of Liuye Villa were speechless after seeing it, how did it look, his own son seemed to be a big villain.

However, Yang Lin didn't feel anything, don't look at Zhishan now, but Yang Lin knew that once he showed a flaw, then the other party would immediately counterattack, and it would be him Yang Lin who would be unlucky at that time.

So Yang Lin doesn't care so much, it's better to strike while the iron is hot and kill Zhishan as soon as possible, after all, the dead are the best enemies.

Under Yang Lin's incessant onslaught, Zhishan Alexander, gradually, he began to be unbearable, and it became more and more difficult to resist, and finally he couldn't dodge, and Yang Lin seized the opportunity, slapped his palm hard in the abdomen, and flew out screaming.