The red light in the previous tree-lined village had long since receded, replaced by a noisy shouting in the village. Countless people rushed to the ground, praying to the heavens, or packing up their things in a panic to leave this place of right and wrong.

In contrast, the woods outside the village are quiet, as if they have not been affected in any way. But soon, this brief silence was shattered by the arrival of a group of people.

Dozens of figures shuttled silently through the forest, like a hundred ghosts walking at night. There were several whining sounds, like those made after someone had covered their mouths. But after a slight crackling sound, everything was quiet again.

A faint smell of blood wafted through the air.

A man rolled over and looked around vigilantly, an old man next to him looked at him and said, "What's wrong?" He whispered: "Master, something is not right, it seems that someone is..."

The old man was shocked, quickly stood up and said loudly: "I am Li Yiyan, the head of the Seven Star Sect of Yunzhou, who are you?" As soon as he spoke, many disciples of the sect who had been resting got up in a panic and leaned towards him.

The footsteps rustled, and the people in the darkness no longer restrained their breath, and swarmed to surround Li Yiyan and the others. Li Yiyan looked around, everyone was dressed in black power suits, and an undisguised strong bloody aura emanated. The corners of his eyes moved slightly, and he found that except for these young disciples gathered around him, none of the other people who had been arranged to guard the periphery had returned.

If the people who come have such strength, the rest of them will definitely not be their opponents. As soon as he thought of this, Li Yiyan hurriedly spoke: "I don't know where I offended you, and I want to slaughter my sect disciples like this." Raise your noble hands, and I will take them out of this place, and I will never tell anyone else about it. ”

No one answered him, and in the dull breath, he felt that the sweat on his forehead was rolling down drop by drop, and the disciples beside him didn't dare to come out.

The black-clothed man in a circle in front of him suddenly turned sideways, making way for a gap that was one person wide. Li Yiyan's pupils shrank, and he watched a person appear in front of him without saying a word.

"Hmm... The Seven Star Sect, that little Taoist temple, I heard that your sign is very spiritual. Wang Qianyue said as he stepped forward. Hearing these words in Li Yiyan's ears, it was really a little more pleasantly surprised, this tone didn't sound like there had been any festivals in the past, maybe it was just a misunderstanding, he thought in his heart. So he nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes, that's right." I don't know your name?"

Wang Qianyue smiled softly, bypassed this question and said to himself: "Then did you calculate that you have a bloody disaster before you go out today?"

Wang Qianyue's gaze bypassed him, looking at the disciples of the Seven Star Sect who were hiding behind, everyone's faces were horrified, their eyes gradually became cold, and they spit out a word from their mouths: "Kill." ”

The cold wind blew, and Li Yiyan's heart sank to the bottom. The word was like a butcher's knife dancing wildly, cutting off the little hope he had carefully maintained.

Several rays of ghostly light struck, and in an instant, they disappeared into the crowd, and several Seven Star Sect disciples fell one after another. Under the pale moonlight, you can clearly see a red arrow feather stuck in their throats, all of which are killed with one blow. The rest of the people suddenly fled like frightened birds, screaming and fleeing, without the slightest intention of resisting.

All of them are young people who are still shallow in Taoism, and they have never practiced in Taoist temples, and they have never seen such a scene. In fear, they all want to stay away from these demonic people, so that they may be able to live. But what they didn't expect was that this group of people dared to show up, indicating that they had already prepared.

Just as these disciples were scattering and fleeing, dozens of people rushed out of the woods and surrounded those lone disciples and fought in groups. Occasionally, there are people who run fast and are not surrounded, all of them are happy, and at this moment of slight distraction, there will always be a few ghost-like figures appearing, and the blade in his hand flashes with a cold light.

The rest of the Seven Star Sect disciples who hadn't run too far gathered together again, looking at these well-trained and murderous people in horror, and hurriedly turned their heads to look for Li Yiyan's figure, and when they turned their heads to see it, they found that their bodies no longer had the slightest sensation, and a hot pain spread in their throats.

In just a few moments, more than thirty disciples in the field had already fallen into a large area. The thick smell of blood rushed towards Li Yiyan, and he took out the magic weapon "Seven Star Lot" with red eyes and rushed over. At that moment, he finally knew what it was like to be anxious, and every time he took a step forward, there would be different people to stop him, and the different moves made him only be led away. What made him even more panicked was that every killer who fought with him was not weak, but all the opponents fought and retreated, and they were completely like cats and mice. Li Yiyan saw that there were only three or four disciples left, and his heart was in a hurry, and the opponent in front of him saw the opportunity, and at the same time with the two next to him, he attacked together. Li Yiyan's magic weapon didn't have time to retreat, and the whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Wang Qianyue suddenly rose into the air and grabbed the magic weapon that flew back to Li Yiyan. The light of the seven-star sign flickered and resisted, he snorted coldly, and his whole body was lucky, and Zhenyuan pressed towards his hand. If the seven-star sign is hit hard, the light will dissipate, and it is no different from the sign in the world. Wang Qianyue looked up carefully and said, "It seems that your signature is not so spiritual?"

Li Yiyan spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and said with a miserable laugh: "Who are you, aren't you afraid of hurting the heavens and harmony by killing people so wantonly!" Wang Qianyue didn't speak, but soon someone gave Li Yiyan an answer. A person ran over quickly and arched his hand: "Envoy, it has been calculated over there, there are a total of eight small factions outside the village, and there are three hundred and twelve people who have not escaped." After a pause, the visitor glanced at Li Yiyan, who was sitting on the ground, and said, "Oh, it's nine now." ”

Wang Qianyue didn't care, and thought for a while and said, "What about the casualties?" The person who came lowered his voice: "Seven dead, twelve seriously injured." Because the order was too hasty this time, the pills were not fully equipped, so they...."Wang Qianyue raised his hand to interrupt him: "Go and bleed soul smoke." You rest and go into the mountains, and I'll be there. Remember to erase the mark of the dead and take the magic weapon away. The person who came gave his hand again: "My subordinates understand." "Then he took the order and left.

Wang Qianyue watched him leave, turned to the people around him: "You guys clean up, go into the mountain immediately, and if there is a lone one along the way, don't leave it alive." I'll be there right away. No one answered, but they all slowly withdrew from the woods, and by the sound of footsteps they were already heading west.

Li Yiyan looked up and found that Wang Qianyue was looking at him, he tried his best to hide the fear in his heart, and said in a trembling voice: "You are the envoy of Sanjun Palace, why, why do you want to attack us small sects?" Speaking of excitement, he coughed again and again, and there was a wisp of blood at the corner of his mouth, afraid that the injury just now was not light.

Wang Qianyue let out an "oh" and asked with interest, "How do you know?" Li Yiyan clenched his fists, thinking of the disciples who died under the nameless arrow, and said in a low voice: "Blood soul smoke, red heart arrow." Wang Qianyue laughed: "Yes, you have a little eyesight when you arrive." Li Yiyan looked at him and laughed, and a wave of anger surged into his heart, but only for a moment he was suppressed by a sense of powerlessness. Regardless of whether he can defeat him or not, the behemoth behind him alone is far from being his own capable opponent.

The first gate valve of the Demon Sect - Sanjun Palace. At least, it's the number one faction on the surface.

Wang Qianyue stopped laughing and said, "Then do you know why you want to stay? That's right, I'll let you go." Li Yiyan's body was shocked, and he could vaguely see two bits of light in his eyes dissipating.

After a while, Li Yiyan covered his chest and said astringently: "I don't know." "Zheng", a knife sound came from the sleeve of Wang Qianyue's right hand, and a chilling killing intent spread instantly. Li Yiyan looked at the brighter and brighter knife light under his sleeve, his mouth was dry, and he shouted with the last strength of his body: "Don't, don't kill me." I know what happened in this mountain, it was me, it was calculated by me with the Yin Yang God!" "Say!" The sword momentum froze, Li Yiyan took advantage of the gap to take a few breaths, and no longer hesitated and said loudly: "Bloodstone!"

In the distance, a red cloth banner was windless, and the red light on the banner flashed. A young man sitting on the ground next to him stood in front of the cloth flag, his hands sealed. After a few moments, he gathered up his banner and took off towards a hill. After landing on the ground, he walked quickly to a person and said softly: "Deputy Commander, the envoy Wang has already succeeded." Yan Qing smiled in a low voice and said, "Let's go." ”

The smell of blood pouring into his nasal cavity became stronger and stronger, and Wang Qianyue's pale face seemed to have become commonplace. He walked step by step to the corpse of a Seven Star Sect disciple, and was silent in front of a big tree. There was an arrow stuck in the tree, and from the arrow, the tree was red all over the circle, and those with better eyesight could see that the red color was like a heart.

Fingers swiped over the body of the arrow, and the tentacles were cold, as if it was a bitter cold in hell, and it would not go away for a long time. Wang Qianyue suddenly remembered many years ago, that year he and six friends went to participate in the assessment of the Seven Killing Guards as disciples of Sanjun Palace, and by the third level, there were only eighty-four people left among the hundreds, including himself and the only remaining friend. The commander took them into the mountains and told them, "Start with relatives and friends, and fight each other in groups of four." The dead remained, and the living entered the Seven Kills. It was on that day that he personally killed his friend who accompanied him through two levels in a row. That time, it was this kind of red heart arrow that was used.

More than 20 years have passed, he has been crawling all the way, killing people and being hunted down, and finally sat in the position of the envoy now, but he can still only rely on people. In the eyes of people at a higher level, he is just a life that can be taken away at any time, and the reason is very simple - strength, which is applicable anywhere in the land of Kyushu.

The weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive.

Wang Qianyue retracted his thoughts, knocked his fingers on the body of the arrow a few times, and suddenly clenched his fist and retracted it. He sneered, and he didn't know who he was saying to him: "If you want to die, then die together." After saying that, he extinguished his desire to take the Red Heart Arrow away, and walked away without looking back. Only the corpse of the plucked arrow feathers and the extremely strong smell of blood were left in place, giving a warning to future generations.