The beginning of the story is always so difficult, just like a young eagle that has just spread its wings, it may fall into the abyss under a gust of wind, but if it survives, it will soar thousands of miles.

Covered with heavy injuries, Shen Chai has become the ruthless and stubborn person again, turning a deaf ear to the advice of this world, and only caring about moving forward towards his goal.

Maybe this is the most real him, but this kind of performance, in Qin Feiyan's eyes, is undoubtedly very **, so she became disgusted, and then pulled the bow and string mercilessly and without stopping.

With an arrow in hand, she was like a god again, rising from the wind, with her cold gaze and ripples in her ears, gathering momentum, and then letting go!

"Land Arrow!"

The fifth arrow just now, at least a year ago, the muscles and bones were cracked, the lungs were injured, and the internal injuries were serious, and now the same arrow is coming, what should I do?

The arrows that could not be avoided were infinitely approaching with the might of heaven and earth, Shen Chai waved his wrist strongly, used the big arm that was still able to move, drove the small arm, and then raised the broadsword, and then shrunk into a ball, extending the impact to the ground and dispersing to every hard point of the body.

With such a black arrow with the power of heaven and earth, Qin Feiyan only had these two arrows, the second arrow was shot, the bowstring trembled a few times, and even she gasped violently, obviously suffering great damage, but her preoccupied eyes still only looked ahead, she firmly believed that this second arrow would definitely kill him!

It was a familiar and violent explosion, but immediately after, a strangely crisp sound came out. "Peng!"

In the young man's hand, the thick broadsword with amber white skin was broken...

The black arrow pierced the boy's body, smashing out a little bit of dust on the bluestone behind him, and then turned into starlight and dissipated into the air.

The obsessive green sword was finally overwhelmed, and it broke in the sorrow, and the young man finally couldn't support it, and fell to the ground in response to the blood flowing.

"Shen Chasing!" Mo Xiaoyu let out a sad cry, and his voice of compassion resounded.

Qin Feiyan breathed a long sigh of relief, his mind relaxed, his complicated eyes returned to indifference, leaving no trace of regret or apology, in her eyes, if a person is dead, he is no longer worthy of any pouring, everything he has in his life has become a laughing stock, no matter how great he is, no matter how deeply rooted he is, as long as he dies, he will be gone, there will be nothing.

It's all a flash in the pan.

Mo Xiaoyu thought that Shen Chai had inserted this lever because of himself, and instead of facing the black-haired girl, thus replacing his own demise, which made him feel guilty and cold, and his cry was full of soreness.

Kind as Mo Xiaoyu, he would not have thought that this scene was predestined a long time ago, and the duel between Shen Chai and Qin Feiyan was already unavoidable on the stone platform on the top of this mountain.

The dilated pupils indicate that the boy is about to fall to the ground, and the weak breathing is a sign of heart failure, which runs through an arrow, as if completely extinguishing all the vitality of the young man, and even all the sounds around him are quickly moving away from him.

In a blur, a picture appeared in front of Shen Chai's eyes, like a marquee, the mighty iron horse outside Binzhou City... The sheep intestine trail under Biluo Mountain... A group of masked black-clothed killers, as well as the panicked golden palace at the head of Cangshan Mountain, he has never forgotten it, and he is used to seeing life and death.

Later, he went to the Tianshan Mountain, stepped on the Star Casting Conference, and captured the Heavenly Soul Jade, but he did not taste defeat, but he died and died under the cliff.

Then there is the wooden beam, the hut, the well-behaved, cute, and amiable little face, it is his sister, Shen Die. Looking at her ignorant and innocent eyes, Shen Chai couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain in his heart, and then a strong feeling of resentment surged up in his entire mind.

The monstrous anger ignited every part of the body, and it seemed to give a shot of heart booster, and the faint dormant heart pulse was agitated again, getting louder and louder!

In the squinting eyes of some people, the young man's fallen figure seemed to twitch unwillingly, Qin Feiyan's relaxed hands paused unnaturally, and the black bow that was about to dissipate was also re-condensed, and she noticed that the opponent in front of her seemed to be still breathing!

One breath, two breaths, three breaths, Shen Chai began to hold the sword, and the broken mouth made a sharp and piercing sound on the bluestone, like a ghost howling in the Netherworld Yellow Spring, like a dead man crawling back to the yang world from hell, holding the broken sword, hooking his body, but standing firmly.

He was like this, in Qin Feiyan's sigh of sorrow, the middle-aged man was in disbelief, Mo Xiaoyu was stunned, and the Sword Emperor stood up again with a satisfied expression.

The remaining medicinal power of the spirit jade liquid stopped the bleeding for him at the first time, and this arrow originally fell on Shen Chai's shoulder blade, revealing a blood hole, but it did not hurt the vital point.

Qin Feiyan knew very well that his arrow was aimed at his heart, but his strange body style and broken blade still created a chance for him to survive, and finally deviated a few inches and landed on the shoulder blade on his heart.

She knew very well in her heart that this was not due to luck, otherwise Shen Chai would have died under her first five arrows, but the tenacity of her opponent made her feel moved and tremble.

I couldn't see the messy hair, the young man's expression was hanging down, I could only see that he was coughing up blood uncontrollably, and his clothes were ragged, and he was crumbling in the distance, and he didn't seem to have a trace of desire to fight back.

Outsiders don't know that Qin Feiyan only has a total of seven arrows, and now he has shot six arrows, and there is still the last arrow left, what is the last arrow? Is it also an arrow carrying the power of heaven and earth?

She shook her head, took a deep breath, adjusted her state to the peak again, chased after the half-dead Shen, and raised her bow again...

Sighing and sorrow and joy are subjective emotions, but they can't affect her subjective behavior, because there is still reason and purpose affecting her, Shen Chai has a reason why she can't retreat, and she also has 10,000 reasons to kill.

Neither of them could change.

So she was decisive and stunned, and as a matter of course, she opened her bow again, and her gaze became solid and cold again.

Mo Xiaoyu's hoarse throat couldn't make any sound, he just opened his jaw and looked at the two people on the field stupidly, looking at these two people who had obviously never met, but they had to fight for their lives.

This is the last arrow, carrying Qin Feiyan's last hope, and there are even bloodshots in her eyes, which shows how powerful this arrow is, far beyond her load.

Shen Chai still did not move, turning a blind eye, as if he had put life and death out of the way, under the gaze of this arrow, he could not even feel the slightest fluctuation of the young man's emotions, as if all the time and space outside his body were frozen.

Where is the remnant, where is the intention of death?

Before an arrow was fired, Qin Feiyan's wrist had already shaken, as if she was a little unstable, and her straight and petite figure was also trembling slightly, until this arrow had completely integrated into the heaven and earth, hidden between heaven and earth, without killing intent, without deterrence, and disappeared without a trace.

"Seven arrows!"

No one could see when the arrow had disappeared, as if it had never appeared in the girl's hand, and no one could see if the girl's released fingers had left inky black marks, and the bow made of glass divine light had disappeared, and the arrow had disappeared.

The young man's dormant body shook suddenly, and a slight and extreme fluctuation brushed past his shoulder, and then disappeared.