The sun sinks in the west, and the water is sparkling.

The battle on the broken bridge is becoming more and more exciting, such a battle and fighting, the thorn leaves have never been seen before, the aura is swaying like a dragon, the sword qi is roaring like a tiger, the cold light collides, and the water waves are agitated.

Ouyang Rong was already red-eyed, with a long sword in his hand, the sword qi was galloping, and several bloody wounds appeared on the clothes of the purple jade Daoist, but between the palms of his fists was a strong wind, shining with spiritual light, and he couldn't stop blocking Ouyang Rong's sword moves.

The gestures of the two were all means of turning the clouds and rain, and Jing Ye remembered the monk who killed six Yanzilou killers with one palm outside the manor, but it was a moment, far less thrilling than the battle in front of him.

The white wolf stopped, the thick wolf claws kept fluttering on the ground, lifting layers of sand, as if feeling the thick hostility on the broken bridge, its eyes became a little scarlet, and the sharp wolf teeth rubbed and made a "whoosh" sound, as if swearing its war intentions.

"Is this a monk?"

I have to say that this is a very regrettable topic, he, at least now is not a real monk, from about seven years old to the Motu Mountains, he has been staying in the refining stage before the Spirit Root Realm, only with the Spirit Root, can he be called a monk.

He doesn't have a spiritual root, so he is naturally not a monk, the spiritual root is now manifested, Ouyang Hua has already reached the spiritual realm, and he is really unworthy of him.

"Ziyu, like you, if you do all the bad things, aren't you afraid of retribution?" Ouyang Rong stood in the river with his hair flying wildly, and his anger was not stopped, and the long sword aura under his hand was swaying, and the sword moves were swift and dexterous, attacking directly around Ziyu.

"Second master, I didn't expect you to progress so fast, the Shushan Falling Rain Sword is already perfect, it seems that it is not far from Ning Guan, I am a real villain, but I remember that you made a great effort to kill Jing Ying, what are you? hypocrite? Let's half a catty and eight taels."

Ziyu's words were slow, but his kung fu was not weak at all, and the long fist blasted out like a phantom, and the aura that invisibly swirled and swayed formed a semi-circular aura around him, and it was difficult to take advantage of half a point even if the falling rain sword was handsome and fluttering.

At this moment, Ouyang Rong was stunned, he saw the young man outside the bridge, standing beside the white wolf, looking at him with complicated eyes.

Ouyang Rong was distracted, so he called Ziyu to get a gap, and with a sudden punch, the wind broke through the air and landed directly on Ouyang Rong.

This punch was accompanied by a whistling aura, breaking the sound of 'buzzing', and the heavy punch slammed down on Ouyang Rong's shoulder, his body bent, the dust and sand under his feet flew backwards, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, and the whole person hit the broken bridge heavily, and the sawdust flew.

"Ye'er, go quickly, it's me who is sorry for the big brother", Ouyang Rong seemed to have exhausted his life strength, and shouted hoarsely on his knees.

Where to go?

The bridge is broken, where is the road going?

Jing Ye's gaze fell on the broken bridge, and on the other side of the bridge was a mountain, a very high mountain, the Ouyang family's spiritual mine.

That's where he goes, and the white wolf stubbornly wants to take him there.

As for Ouyang Rong's relationship with his father's death, his father's last sentence: "Your Uncle Rong Shi is a last resort", may have already exposed all the hypocrisy, but it was just his mother's entrustment, and he had to come again.

"Poor Dao is really good, the little beast will follow the Tao River, but it will save my strength, and Poor Dao will send you to reunite with your father and mother", Ziyu smiled gloomily, and jumped up on the shore with his right foot.

"Flying Rain Sword Jing Ying was killed by you?" Jing Ye ignored Ziyu's words, his eyes were cold and he gritted his teeth.

"Haha, I want to come, but it's a pity that I'm afraid that I will kill him and not die, but your fairy mother Sang Ying, but I sent her on the road with my senior brothers, watching her three hundred years of Taoism dissipate one by one, and that heart-rending cry, I am afraid that I will not forget it for the rest of my life", hearing Jing Ye's words, Ziyu laughed.

A cultivator, the happy thing in life is to kill demons and eliminate demons, not to mention the three-hundred-year-old demon saintess, this seems to be the most proud thing in Ziyu's life, because he laughed very happily, although this demon saint is the mother of the young man in front of him.

"That's right", Jing Ye's lips and teeth trembled a little, and suddenly he broke off and shouted: "Then you will die!"

I saw a flash of golden light in his palm, and a silver-white bow and crossbow were revealed in the golden gold ring, and almost at the same time, Jing Ye's left hand flashed out three silver-white feather arrows, and the feather arrows and bows were generally silver-white, with dragons and phoenixes carved on them, and gilded runes.

The feather arrow and the bow and crossbow were combined in one place, and a sonorous roar broke out in an instant, and the whole bow and crossbow seemed to be alive, like a goshawk soaring in the sky, and the three feather arrows were the sharp eyes of the goshawk.

"How do you have the Nine Eagle Repeater of the Forge?"

Ziyu grew her mouth, obviously surprised, you must know that the Nine Eagle Repeater is the top ten magic weapons on the Swallow Lou Hundred Weapons List, according to legend, it is the closed work of Ouyang Lao Zu, although the bow and crossbow are small, but they can be fired with nine arrows in a row, like an eagle striking the sky, breaking gold and cracking stones, invincible, if it is really nine arrows at once, even if it is a strong person in the spirit body realm, it is not able to stop.

It is rumored that Ouyang Ancestor, the proud work of his life is only five or six, and his favorite is this repeater, and it is rumored that after the death of the ancestor, the descendants will bury this repeater, so although the Nine Eagles Repeater is very famous, it has not appeared in the past hundred years.

But surprise is surprise, and then Ziyu laughed, the little beast can't cultivate, where is the spiritual power for him to drive to launch the repeater.

Taking a step back, even if he has spiritual power, this Nine Eagle Repeater is one of the top ten magic weapons on the list of 100 weapons, among which there is its own instrument spirit, everyone knows that this repeater is made by Ouyang Ancestor, and Ouyang Ancestor has a master in his life, the spiritual weapon is extraordinary, which contains the power of bloodline inheritance, how can it be driven by the living, it is rumored that no one has ever urged the crossbow to be driven by the descendants of the Ouyang family.

"I didn't expect the little beast to die, and gave Poor Dao a treasure, even so, Poor Dao smiled", Ziyu smiled very proudly, and the next big stride meteor only killed Jing Ye.

It's just that he was stunned suddenly.

Jing Ye was half-bowed, the bow and crossbow were across his left arm, and he used all his life strength, and between the middle finger and index finger of his right hand he pulled the string, a boxy yellow spirit stone was sandwiched, and the spiritual energy was swaying, and Jing Ye's forehead was sweating, but the bowstring was pulled away by him inch by inch.

He only said two words: "Die".

"Buzz ......"

With a soft sound, accompanied by the steaming aura, three silver-white feather arrows broke through the air.

Ziyu rushed too forward, his eyes were blazing, he was greedy, and he completely forgot about his defense.

The three feather arrows of the cold silver mangsher were pressing towards him, and the distance was close, where did the purple jade come from and dodge.

The feather arrows tore through the air with a silver dazzling light, breaking through the air and piercing out.

In the next breath, Ziyu stood stiffly in place, blood spraying in front of her.

"W-How can you ......?"

He didn't finish this sentence, he only lowered his head and looked at the three bloody holes under him, full of incredible eyes, and then with the powerful impact of the feather arrow talisman all over his body, his eyes gradually became hollow, and the whole person shrank into a mess of mud.

The blood was gurgling between the two of the Jing Yes, his face was extremely pale, and he held the white wolf with one hand, looking indifferent, looking at the purple jade that fell to the ground, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

Of course, Ziyu didn't know that the purpose of Jing Ye's coming to the Casting Villa, the marriage contract was only part of the reason, just when Ouyang Xu wrote the words 'Ye'er, go quickly' on the table, Jing Ye also dipped the tea and drew a word on the table, 'bow'.

Is the owner of this bow and crossbow Ouyang Ancestor Ouyang Ze?

Jing Ye doesn't think so, although this crossbow was made by Ouyang Ze, it was not his, but was entrusted by someone, and when the crossbow was made, the true blood required was the blood of the demon clan, and the bloodline of the big demon eventually became the Nine Eagle Repeater.

Nabo Yanzilou Junjie, who had been to Nanyuan Flame Mountain more than ten years ago, should know that there was a woman in the demon clan who also used a bow and crossbow as a magic weapon.

This woman is the Holy Maiden of the Demon King Hall of Xuanyin Mountain in the Nanyuan Demon Domain, Sang Ying.

Ziyu had never been to the Flame Mountain, so naturally he didn't know, and of course he didn't know that the bow and crossbow in Sang Ying's hand was the Ouyang family's Nine Eagle Repeater!

As for why this repeater returned to Ouyang's house, this has to be asked to the person in front of him?

Father's sworn brother, Ouyang Rong, his parents got married in the Nanyuan Demon Domain back then, and there was another person by his side, Ouyang Rong.

The different paths of the demons are not accepted by the world after all, not to mention the swallow building that has long been famous for slaying demons and demons served by his father, as a good brother to abide by the secret, it is a matter of course, but unfortunately some people are thick-skinned, and they have to take back the bow they made at home.

Jing Ye's flesh and blood were blurred between his fingers, he looked coldly at Ouyang Rongliang, who was half-kneeling on the bridge for a long time, and suddenly raised his hand and raised his repeater, a feather arrow was between his fingers, his lips and teeth trembled, and he shouted in a low voice: "Why did you betray him?!"

Ouyang Rongjian Jing Ye aimed at himself, sat down on the ground, laughed out loud, and said to himself: "I am a villain, I killed the eldest brother, it is good if I die, you can go to the eldest brother if you die."

Ouyang Rong smiled, cried, and closed his eyes, at this moment he had a sense of relief, he finally didn't have to continue to be a sinner, feeling guilty every day, and blaming himself again and again.

However, Jing Ye did not continue to pull the repeater, and finally he gave up the idea of killing Ouyang Rong, just because of the last three words his father said, he had no choice.

The white wolf carried Jing Ye across the broken bridge and walked past Ouyang Rong, Jing Ye saw that the man was in tears, and seemed to be shouting something to himself.

He only felt that this scene seemed a little disgusting, he buried his head away from the man, leaned over to the white wolf and said, "Brother wolf, go quickly."

At night, there is a mountain in front of you, towering mountains, and the clouds are ethereal.

The mountain is high, and there is a tall cedar on the top of the mountain, towering in the clouds, and you can vaguely see a hazy afterimage.

There is an immortal feather soaring, leaving behind the treasure of heaven and earth, so it is called feathering, and it is a spiritual mine.

The white wolf raised his head, as if he had smelled something familiar.

Feather Mountain, not seen for many years.

Now, here he comes.