Ji Meiqiu's Divine Movement Technique is slower than the speed of practicing the Qi Warrior's Imperial Sword, which is limited. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he started first, and instantly threw off the pursuers.

"It's Ji Meiqiu, grab him, and you will definitely skin him and cramp. Hong Xiaozi, who fled to the front, saw Ji Meiqiu, and his eyes immediately turned red.

Dong Wei has abolished humanity, and he has not been able to look at Hongxiaozi well in the past few days. Hongxiaozi can't do anything to Dong Wei, so he can only remember his hatred on Ji Meiqiu's head.

The threat of the qi practitioner in the Bigu period was too great, Ji Meiqiu gritted his teeth, drew two arrows, and turned back to the qi practitioner who was chasing the most.

There was a qi practitioner who had never comprehended Ji Meiqiu's power, and when he surpassed Shi Lang and Hong Xiaozi, he turned around and smiled proudly.

By the time he turned around, the arrows were already close. Sensing the danger coming, but the Qi Practitioner had no time to dodge, and as soon as he pulled out his sword, the arrows pierced through his body and fell from the flying sword.

Shi Lang, Hong Xiaozi and the other two qi practitioners saw that the arrows were powerful and hurriedly landed on the ground. Good fellow, in the air, just in the middle of the arrow.

Qi practitioners can't move with swords, and speed can no longer be an advantage. Ji Meiqiu was not in a hurry, and retreated while shooting, as if to cover the team, and hit the guess of the enemy commander.

Bypassing the small dirt bag full of aura that he saw just now, Ji Meiqiu turned his heart sideways: Since you have scratched your face, you might as well make a ruthless move.

With a big plan in his heart, Ji Meiqiu flicked the index finger of his right hand, and more than ten Dafang Dan fell on the small earthen bag, and then stood more than 100 steps away, bowing down and waiting.

Here, Ji Meiqiu prepared their first big meal.

Any elixir is a delicacy of demon beasts. The large fondrone was gathered on top of the small earthen bag, which was soon covered with a thick layer of black.

Brother Nian has had enough of Ji Meiqiu's hardships and is always vigilant. But he didn't rush to the front, and focused on the few large trees that were sparse in the grass, and didn't notice at all that there was something unusual in the small dirt bag in front of him.

The distance of more than 100 steps, for general-level martial artists, is only a matter of a few breaths. Ji Meiqiu saw that the enemy was not alert at all, and rushed straight towards the small dirt bag, with a smug smile on her face.

No one saw that when Ji Meiqiu passed by here, he took a detour. The small earthen bag that is less than three zhang high is no different from the flat land for these warriors and qi practitioners, of course, take the shortest path to catch up.

Ji Meiqiu's figure is gone, and if she doesn't chase desperately, the prey in her hand will be in vain. The minds of these martial artists and qi practitioners were all on Ji Meiqiu, and no one knew that the trap of death was waiting for them.

Fifty steps, thirty steps, ten steps. When a dozen qi practitioners and martial artists stepped over the small dirt bag, and before they could scream, Ji Meiqiu made a move.

Ji Meiqiu's alder arrow is the big fang dan of the small soil bag. Hearing the sound of "buzzing", the black thing on the Dafang Dan spread out sharply and rushed towards the pursuers.

Except for Shi Lang, Hong Xiaozi and a few other qi practitioners who flew through the air, when the other martial artists stepped on the small dirt bag, their bodies were crawling with small black insects.

When the arrows were powerful, the warrior who crossed the small earthen bag let out a terrible scream at the same time, and his body rolled to the ground, which frightened Shi Lang and the others to flash to the side.

Shi Lang and the others looked back, only to see a scream of ghosts crying wolves suddenly sounding on the small dirt bag, which frightened several qi practitioners with pale faces.

Brother Nian flew over, and his face changed greatly: "Gold devouring ants, bastards, quickly disperse and bypass." ”

More than twenty warriors were entangled by the gold-devouring ants, and watched their skin and flesh fade, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into more than a dozen white bones.

A qi practitioner didn't pay attention to Brother Nian's reminder, and crashed headlong into the small earthen bag, wanting to rescue his companion, but he didn't expect that the left hand that had just been stretched out was crawling with gold devouring ants, and he quickly jumped up, and then his true anger was discharged, and he fell weakly on the small earthen bag, and never moved again.

At this time, the small earthen bag turned into a black ocean, and the warrior who fell on the small earthen bag couldn't even see the bones in a few breaths.

Brother Nian, Shi Lang and the others, who bypassed the small dirt bag, saw that before they came into contact with the enemy, nearly twenty percent of the people and horses were buried in the mouth of the gold-devouring ants, and their faces turned blue with anger.

Fortunately, although the gold eater ant is fierce, it is very slow. Although the gold-devouring ants of the small earthen bag then dispersed, they could not catch up with the warriors who made a detour.

"They're ready, what should they do?"

Hong Xiaozi was the first to retreat, he had had enough of Ji Meiqiu's suffering, and now he encountered such a strange situation, and he suddenly felt bad.

"Don't be afraid, there are few of them. Brother Nian roared fiercely: "Rush up and chop them." ”

"Brothers, our brothers can't die in vain, kill the people of Da Chu and avenge the brothers. Shi Lang jumped into the air, and the fierce voice spread throughout Daqin's team.

"Kill. All the Great Qin Trialists were red-eyed and rushed towards the canyon in the distance.

Li Xianlai and Yue Xian in the distance were standing at the front of the canyon, and they heard the faint cries and shouts of killing, and they were puzzled.

"Tianya is really mysterious, it must be a name for him. ”

"Now in front of the canyon, they can't chase it. Yue Xian admired in his heart, Ji Meiqiu was really a last resort.

Li Xianlai and Yue Xian didn't expect that Ji Meiqiu just met and sent a big meal to the warriors of Great Qin, but they didn't expect to arouse the hatred of the warriors of Great Qin.

"This guy has arrived safely, and he hasn't climbed the cliff yet, what do you want to do?"

"It seems that if he doesn't lead the other party into the ambush circle, he won't be reconciled. ”

The person who was chasing was only about three hundred steps away from Ji Meiqiu, and it was already within the power range of the alder arrow. Ji Meiqiu no longer ran away, and stood quietly at the mouth of the valley, shooting the fastest runners under the arrow in the blink of an eye.

"The archers take cover, and the others charge me. Brother Nian shouted.

"Nian Qianyao, you calm down, the terrain here is complicated, be careful of ambushes. Shi Lang followed Nian Qianyao and reminded him in time.

"A few small miscellaneous fish, there is an ambush and can endure me. Nian Qianyao shouted, and shouted arrogantly to the back: "Rush up, whoever brings me the head of the thief, I will give him a heavenly spirit grass." ”

Heavenly spirit grass, which is the Sumeru space, is also a rare thing. Nian Qianyao made a heavy bet, and the people who chased after him were shocked.

Ji Meiqiu shot arrows while retreating into the depths of the canyon.

"Nian Qianyao, I can't chase anymore. Shi Lang shouted.

Nian Qianyao's eyes were blood-red, and he glared at Shi Lang and said, "The thief is in front of you, you can't run, chase me." ”

On the cliff, when a small part of the team chased into the canyon, Li Xianlai was about to wave a small red flag, Yue Xian pressed his hand: "Wait, the time is no more." ”

Seventy or eighty screaming warriors poured into the canyon, and the murderous aura rushed in, as if it were substance. The warriors in ambush on the canyon, less than forty people, had an upward and downward momentum.

The battle was about to break out, and the sons of the Great Song Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty, who had not experienced the battle array, held the sword hand, trembling slightly, and looked very nervous.