The feather arrow hit Changxiu, and the arrow cluster penetrated deep into Changxiu's body.

Changxiu looked down, reached out and pulled it out, and threw it to the ground.

The bowstring sounded, and another feathered arrow flew into the air.

Changxiu is a tree spirit, and his body is as hard as an old tree.

The trunk-like body can't withstand the axe and chopping knife. The feather arrows that fly will also go straight to the body of Changxiu.

But Changxiu is not afraid of these. The sword slash is not enough to hurt Changxiu.

The flying feather arrows hit Naga-so. Naga-su raised his head and looked into the depths of the dark street.

Dozens of feathered arrows flew out of the dark streets, shooting straight at several people on the streets.

Changxiu stretched out his arms towards the street, and his outstretched arms gave birth to thick branches, like a big net blocking the woman behind him.

Niu Hao saw that the first feather arrow hit Changxiu, and runes had already formed in the palms of his hands.

The rune landed, and the shining light blue glare wrapped around Niu Hao and the big man, and Niu Hao stepped forward to block in front of the mirror Dao Chief.

A row of feathered arrows was fired, and several figures rushed out from the depths of the dark street, steel knives in their hands.

It was a thug who killed people and set fire to Qingyang City.

Daoist Mingyue couldn't see it, and asked:

"What's going on?"

"Someone came looking for a fight. ”

Niu Hao said, pushing the Spiegel Taoist into the hands of the big man, and said:

"Send the Dao Master to the Heavenly Crystal Pavilion!"

The big guy shook his head and wanted to stay, Niu Hao said to the big guy:

"Send the Taoist chief back, you can bandage the wound yourself. ”

Spiegel can't see, and once he fights, he can't take care of it, and it's easy to be injured by mistake.

And the big guy has just torn off the bandage that wraps his body.

Without the armor-like bandage protection, the big man couldn't stop the sword's attack.

And bloody wounds also need to be treated.

The big man glanced at Niu Hao, stretched out his hand to carry the Spiegel Taoist on his shoulder, and strode away.

Niu Hao turned around and looked at the figures that appeared on the street.

Those thugs in Qingyang City were all bewitched by women to become what they are now.

So women are masters to them.

The master was held hostage, and of course he had to rush to the rescue at all costs.

It's just that the feathered arrows that come from them are completely inaccurate. If you can't shoot the tree spirit Changxiu, you will shoot the woman behind Changxiu.

Changxiu turned his head and said to the woman:

"No, go. Wait for me!"

As he spoke, he turned and rushed towards a dozen guys that had come out of the darkness.

Niu Hao rushed up behind Changxiu.

Niu Hao has a way to protect himself, and he is not afraid of the swords in the hands of those thugs.

Changxiu didn't even use the talisman method, and let the steel knife swing and fall on his body, cutting out deep and shallow splits.

Those thugs slashed Changxiu, leaving a scar on Changxiu's body. Once it falls into the hands of Changxiu, there is only one result, and he is killed immediately.

Changxiu's palms are slender and slender, and the long fingers are more like dead branches, so fragile that they seem to break off at the touch of a button.

But these seemingly fragile palms hide a fierce killing intention.

Once it reaches in front of you, the palm of your hand has already passed through your chest. Without waiting for a cry of pain, the palm of his hand withdrew from his body, holding the heart he had just picked and was still beating in his palm.

No one can stand such a thrill.

When the first guy was pulled out of Changxiu's heart, the people around him were already scared.

Changxiu didn't even leave them a chance to escape.

The abruptly stretched out arm threw out, hugging the three guys who had turned and fled in the crook of the arm.

Changxiu rolled back his arm and took the three guys in the crook of his arm into his arms. The ground beneath his feet, swaying and growing baby vines, grabbed the ankles of the three guys, wrapped around the legs of the three men, and tied them firmly in place.

The thugs who have been fierce in front of innocent people are like a flock of freshly hatched chicks facing a swooping eagle.

And Changxiu, because there was a woman watching behind him, was also very excited, and changed his tricks to kill the thug caught in his hand.

Niu Hao stood behind Changxiu and couldn't intervene at all.

More than a dozen people, rushing out of the depths of the dark streets. Less than half of them turned and fled into the depths of darkness. Leave the dead, the undead, lying in the streets, bleeding silently, or wailing like tearing their throats.

With a victorious attitude, Changxiu turned to look at the woman.

A torch, lit in the depths of the dark streets.

The lit torch swayed, lighting another torch.

Torches were lit, and in the shaking firelight, figures on the street were reflected.

It wasn't a dozen, or a dozen.

The streets in the distance were crowded with black heads, and there were one or two hundred people.

Niu Hao didn't expect that there would be so many people on the other side.

Those are all thugs in Qingyang City, waiting to rush out towards Niu Hao and Changxiu.

Niu Hao stayed in Qingyang City to settle accounts with these people.

It doesn't matter who they are, who they are for. But because of their existence, the seventh grandmother lost her life.

Niu Hao is not afraid to slaughter them and avenge the seventh grandmother.

But in the face of one or two hundred people at a time, Niu Hao was not sure if he could still do it.

Niu Hao looked hesitant, but Changxiu was extremely excited.

Changxiu was revered as an immortal in Kongming Mountain, and every day he helped the Spiegel Taoist to guard the mountain gate and inspect the Futian Dojo.

But in Changxiu's bones, he is still a tree spirit with a fierce temperament.

It's just that Niu Hao and Changxiu are like brothers, and Changxiu has never shown his fierce side to Niu Hao.

As a tree spirit, Changxiu doesn't care how many people he kills at once.

Dozens, dozens, hundreds, for Changxiu, there is no difference.

Seeing the crowd crowded into the depths of the street, Changxiu strode forward.

The thugs gathered in the depths of the streets, carrying steel knives and short bows.

But these weapons are not a threat to Changxiu in the slightest. Changxiu is now a hungry wolf pounced on the sheep.

A flaming torch is thrown from the crowd.

The torch fell to the ground and rolled forward, blasting out a cloud of sparks.

The torch was thrown at Changxiu, but it was not far enough.

Changxiu's rushing pace slowed down suddenly.

Changxiu is a tree spirit, who can not be afraid of slashing or flooding, but he is especially afraid of fire.

Another flaming torch flew out of the crowd, and the orange flame drew a shining arc in mid-air and flew towards Changxiu.

Changxiu visibly hesitated.

Changxiu is afraid of fire, so his first reaction when he sees fire is to turn around and run.

But behind Changxiu, there is a woman.

And Changxiu didn't want the woman to see his fear.

Changxiu wants women to see how brave they are, even not afraid of fire.

Changxiu hesitated, then flew up and kicked at the flying torch.

Niu Hao shook off the runes in his palm, and shot out a ball of shining light to wrap Changxiu.

Chang Xiufei's kick kicked the falling torch away.