Jing Ye endured the sharp pain from his ankle, but his mind was full of Ouyang Hua's decisive back when he left, this heart-rending pain, and the irreplaceable pain was rolling and burning in Jing Ye's chest, he was angry, he hated, he gritted his teeth, and let the magpie pick his hand and hamstrings.

He opened his eyes wide, looking at the sunset dyed red in the sky, and finally a pair of cloudy tears slipped out of his eyes, the sky became hazy, his pain decreased a little, the blood in his body began to run wildly, boiling, and wisps of crimson blood began to swim around his body, rushing towards the wound.

He saw that the crescent moon in the sea of gods slowly floated into the sky, gradually shining, the moon shadow was dim, sprinkled with silver light all over the ground, printed on the golden sea of gods, sparkling, and the hand of the Buddha mother was caressing his cheek.

At this moment, on the golden ocean-like sea of gods, wisps of clouds appeared, revealing a pale golden light, and then steaming clouds Mengze, wisps of clouds began to float, condensed into waves of wind and waves, and then rushed into the sky, in this towards the Yufu Dantian, the snow mountain qi sea.

The originally chaotic air flow and the sea of snow mountain qi that had been hit hard began to compound at an extremely fast speed under the influence of this golden cloud qi, and then the qi flowed and poured into the body, rushing towards the wounds on Jing Ye's body along with the crimson blood qi.

At this time, the magpie finally fixed the knot of the thorn leaf firmly on the ground after breaking the tendons and tendons of the wattle leaves, and he began to work on the next step, and every time he did these tasks, the magpie seemed to be very excited, he hummed a small tune in his mouth, poured a basin of water from the storage bottle in his arms, and then took out a handkerchief, and scooped it in the water.

Then he wiped off Jing Ye's wide eyes and began to clean Jing Ye's face, and the cool water ran through his cheeks, which suddenly made Jing Ye sober up a little, and Jing Ye began to explore the surroundings in the previous way.

If the magpie had been stabbed before, Jing Ye had not thought of dying with this birdman, but at that time he clearly knew that there was a very terrifying figure watching him in the distance, like a hunter staring at a dying prey that was struggling but could not escape.

And this time, Jing Ye let go of the Yuan Shen to check with the power of the divine soul, and finally felt at ease, the man had gone far away, but he was not in a hurry to leave, as if waiting for the magpie's masterpiece, and this birdman was immersed in his own pleasing means, and did not notice the power of the divine soul quietly launched by Jing Ye.

Perhaps it was very laborious to scrub, the magpie suddenly lost his patience, and instead picked up the basin and splashed half a basin of water directly on Jing Ye's body, and then wiped it on Jing Ye's face for a while, and after wiping Jing Ye's face, the magpie picked it up and went aside, and began to prepare props and insurance medicine.

When doing this, the magpie seemed so meticulous that he didn't notice that the thorn leaf behind him had already made a move, and while staring at the magpie, the thorn leaf bit off the two daggers with his mouth, and held the dagger in his hand with a flexible flip of his wrist.

The magpie took the bowl and carefully put the same herb into it, and then used a medicine hammer to pound the medicine, at this moment the magpie suddenly felt that something was wrong, he squinted and swept towards the ground, Huo Ran found a shadow pulling the old man not far from him.

It was too late, it was fast, the magpie didn't want to suddenly return and threw the bowl in his hand first, only to hear a 'clanging' sound, and then looked at the man standing on the ground, swept away the bowl with the dagger in his hand, and was glaring at himself with angry eyes and blood-red.

The look of surprise on the magpie's face flashed, and then the long sleeves were rolled, and the knives held in the belt on the ground flew up in an instant, shooting straight towards the thorn leaves.

At this time, Jing Ye also threw the dagger in his hand out, and turned the seven stars in his hand, and the sword shot and broke all the flying blades.

At this time, the magpie also held the sword in his hand, but he did not rush forward, but jumped back and shouted into the jungle: "Harrier, save me!"

A shout has not yet landed, Jing Ye has arrived in front of him, the long sword is raised, the sword intent is vertical and horizontal, Rao is magpie reacts very quickly, and he has not been able to avoid this sword, a blood flower flashed out of his waist, a burst of pain, and the corners of his mouth rolled out.

At this moment, the magpie discovered an even more incredible scene, the dagger at the man's ankle was still embedded in the flesh and blood, but at this moment, a trace of it retreated from the ankle!

The magpie's eyes widened in astonishment, Jing Ye looked at him and sneered, and said, "Compared to before, it seems that you have not made any progress at all in the past few years!

As he spoke, Jing Ye jumped up, a sword fell in the air, the magpie exclaimed, and turned to hold the sword to resist, but this time it disappointed him!

Qixingzi's sword swallowed down from the sky, and the magpie raised his sword to block it, but he heard a crisp sound of "Qin", and the sword in the magpie's hand was actually cut in half by Qixingzi.

At this time, a figure in the distant jungle swept over, the magpie glanced sideways at the comer, and suddenly had a turn in his heart, and suddenly broke the sword in his hand and flew towards Jing Ye, the two were too close, and the broken sword was in a hurry, in a hurry, Jing Ye clenched his fists left and right, and smashed at the broken sword.

There was a sound of metal clashes, and Jing Ye's fist turned red, revealing a bloody mouth, but the broken sword was also knocked down by Jing Ye.

But when the wattle leaves landed, the magpie had already fled quickly, and when it came to the old man's side, he panicked and said, "The old harrier save me."

The old man was still the same innocent, cracked his mouth and smiled, stretched out his right hand, and clenched his fist with a bright light.

The magpie didn't know what to mean, and shouted anxiously: "What are you going to do if you don't kill him?"

The old man was still smiling, but two words came out of his teeth: "Kill you!"

When the words landed, I saw that the old man's right hand thundered with a blow, and it was directly through the magpie's abdomen, and the flesh and blood on the palm of the fist were blurred in an instant, and the magpie's eyes were wide open, looking at the old harrier with a naïve face, and he couldn't die blindly.

The magpie's corpse slowly slipped off the harrier's arm, and the harrier was still smiling, and his voice was hoarse and said word by word: "The Yipintang killer must not escape, and you robbed my prey, I don't like it."

Jing Ye slanted the sword in his hand, looking at the yellow-toothed old man in front of him who looked very kind, but he never thought that this person was actually the sixth killer on the killer list of Yanzilou Yipintang, Harrier, who once attacked and killed the monarch of Zhou in Chang'an City, and made the first contribution to the capture of Zhou by Yan State!

"Catch up with the tenth wattle leaf on the list, and you will die under my sword today", the harrier smiled, as if he was saying a very casual thing.

"Really?" Jing Ye was a little suspicious, the bird man list of the harrier was only ranked sixth, maybe there was a fight.

Harrier smiled: "Your Li Fox bloodline heals very well, but it is useless against my poison, and my sword is also fast, faster than yours."

The harrier said seriously, and couldn't help but make Jing Ye nervous, the gray-haired old man in front of him seemed to know a lot about himself, but Jing Ye was not easy to fool, he was not powerful, and he had to fight to know, he also wanted to know how many people he could rank on the birdman list with his own strength!

At this time, Jing Ye lay in the wilderness for three hours, under the treatment of the bloodline divine power healing and the seal of the moon god, his body had completely recovered, and his spirit was extremely abundant.

"Out of the sword!"

Jing Ye made the first move, so far he hadn't seen the cultivation of this yellow-toothed old man harrier.

With a broken drink, Qixingzi's sword light was dazzling like an eagle striking the sky, flying towards the harrier, and at the moment when Jing Ye made a move, the harrier moved when he heard the wind, and the light flashed between his hands, revealing a pair of short swords of two feet and eight inches, and he did not dodge or dodge, but came straight towards Qixingzi.

Almost between the calcium carbide firelight, the harrier crossed the two swords in his hand, and it actually landed on the seven stars impartially.

"Boom!"

A crisp sound came, the sword body of Qixingzi trembled, and immediately turned back, at this time, the foot of Jing Ye was already close to the wind, and his right hand was in the air, and Qixingzi was in his hand, and then rushed forward on the spot, forcing straight towards the harrier!

The old man was not afraid at all, and also leaned towards the thorn leaf, but his left hand was lowered, and he clashed with the thorn leaf with the broken sword of his right hand.

"Chin!"

As soon as the two of them hit Ying Feng, their bodies were staggered, almost in the blink of an eye, Jing Ye was surprised in his heart, the old man made the first move, looking at his means of invoking spiritual power, although his strength was great, but his stamina was insufficient, he must have never entered the sainthood, but this sword was called Jing Ye's tiger's mouth shock, this old man has so much strength!

The two of them were just three feet apart, and Jing Ye was still reacting, when a cold wind hit behind him, which made him suddenly startled in his heart, this person is so fast!

But Jing Ye reacted so alertly, leaned around, and turned around to swing his sword!

The two swords once again sparked bursts of sparks, and this time Jing Ye was surprised again, because this time the yellow-toothed old man took the sword with his left hand, and he didn't have to be slow with his right hand at all!

At this time, Jing Ye's heartstrings were tense, and he didn't dare to be careless, Jian Jian dealt with it carefully, Rao was so, and Jing Ye was forced by the harrier to retreat again and again, almost no room to fight back except for defense.

Moreover, the old man has a pair of short swords in his hand, attacking left and right, in one go, between the clouds and flowing water, the coordination is seamless, the sword is close to the point, the speed is extremely fast, if Jing Ye is not careful, there is a possibility of serious injury!

Such sword skills, if it is said that it is impossible to do it without decades of hard practice, Jing Ye asked himself that he has outstanding talent in swordsmanship, but compared to the sword path of the old man with yellow teeth, he is really a lot worse, and the reason why he has been able to persist until now is all due to his past few months, after Mei Lingfeng's guidance, practicing "Li Tianji", his body is agile and sensitive, and he can avoid the old man's killing moves every time.

"Your swordsmanship is good, but unfortunately you have died early, today should be your doom!"

The yellow-toothed old man said calmly while attacking the thorn leaves, and there seemed to be regret in his eyes.

"You're not bad, but I think it's your doom today!" Jing Ye took three steps back and took a breath before saying slowly.

"It's a pity that I haven't done my best, next, you have to be careful, if you can survive a hundred moves, I can consider sparing you today!"

As he spoke, the harrier pounced towards Jing Ye again, this time the pair of short swords in his hand were much faster, and he almost only left a phantom in front of Jing Ye's eyes before he was killed!