"What joy in life, what fear in death!" Zhao Yuan stroked Fairy Caixia's long snow-white hair, and he saw that there were some faint wrinkles on Fairy Caixia's smooth face.

"Huh. Being caressed by Zhao Yuan in front of hundreds of people, Fairy Caixia's face showed a shy flush.

"Since we are going to die, today we will kill a river of blood, and the corpses are piled up like a mountain. At this time, Zhao Yuan's naked upper body was crisscrossed with scars, and his long hair was flying like a demon god.

"Good!" Fairy Caixia stood quietly on the boulder, her blood-stained snow-white dress fluttering, and the shattered sword in her hand shimmered in the sunlight.

"Ah......h

When a cultivator saw Zhao Yuan talking to Fairy Caixia, he thought that he had an opportunity, and suddenly stabbed Zhao Yuan with a flying sword, but before the person got close to Zhao Yuan, the shattered divine sword in Fairy Caixia's hand flashed coldly, and he screamed and fell out of the coffin and fell into a pool of blood, and struggled a few times before he stopped.

Zhao Yuan's deep eyes swept around, and a strong arm, a longbow and several bundles of sharp arrows appeared at Zhao Yuan's feet.

"Today, I'll let you try the world-famous Arrow Technique!"

As soon as the words fell, the murderous Zhao Yuan was already on the string, and under the trembling sound of the bowstring, several sharp arrows shot at the cultivators in front of him, silent, like a ghost, which made people inexplicably cold.

The art of arrows!

Looking at the sharp arrows that shot silently, everyone was discolored, you must know that as early as a hundred years ago, the arrow technique of the Lan Caier family of the Thorn Slave Grassland had already shocked the Great Qin Empire.

Strike!

Strike!

Strike!

......

A series of explosions, and under the early preparation, the sharp arrows were blocked by the powerful aura of the cultivators, and they burst one after another.

The biggest advantage of the Yi Arrow technique is the sneak attack, and now, Zhao Yuan is a blatant shooting, and the six arrows in a row are futile, but it still makes people tremble, and the sharp arrows carry huge energy at high speed, just like a giant beast crashing into the cultivators, and the cultivators who are attacked are all frightened.

People can't help but secretly rejoice.

Fortunately, this is in broad daylight, if it is at night, this silent and unpredictable arrow technique is definitely a nightmare for the characters of the rivers and lakes and the ordinary cultivators.

"Kill!"

Liu Xiaotian let out a roar that shook the sky, staring at a pair of red eyes, the pain of losing a child, the hatred of a broken arm, turned into a force of grief and indignation, and actually rushed towards Zhao Yuan without fear of death. At this time, the Tianjingsha that had been scattered by Zhao Yuan's punch gathered again, like a gathering roar towards Zhao Yuan, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The sound of killing shook the sky, the blood boiled, and the heart was stirred.

The people of the Liu family rushed up like moths to a fire, and when the other people saw that someone was taking the lead, they immediately rushed up like a tide. At this time, everyone disregarded life and death, and was bent on killing Fairy Caixia to avenge the sea of blood.

In the cultivation realm, it is not easy to find the whereabouts of the enemy, and often, after finding the enemy, it is a never-ending battle.

Fairy Caixia has been crisscrossing the Great Qin Empire for hundreds of years, and her enemies dare not look for it at all, and now, Fairy Caixia is seriously injured, and most of the enemies are here, there is no doubt that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for revenge.

Faced with this opportunity, people overcame the fear of death and rushed to Zhao Yuan and Fairy Caixia one after another.

Zhao Yuan stood like a mountain, his long hair was flying, the longbow in his hand kept making the sound of the bowstring trembling, and one by one sharp arrows like ghosts shot out, and some cultivators with low mana power were shot, and immediately brought up a rain of blood, and the whole person flew into the sky, shooting out a huge blood hole on his body, hideous and terrifying, and it was terrifying.

Liu Xiaotian waved the Tianjing Sand, blocking the sharp arrows like flying locusts, getting closer and closer to Zhao Yuan.

I'm about to get close to Zhao Yuan!

The atmosphere became more and more solemn, and the cultivators who were watching from a distance all held their breath, staring at this exciting battle, in the Great Qin Empire, such a large-scale battle in the cultivation realm had not happened for at least three hundred years.

Suddenly!

"Zhao Yuan, get out of the way!"

Fairy Caixia suddenly scolded, and her delicate and graceful figure actually flew into the air, and the shattered divine sword in her hand swayed with colorful light in the sky, and slashed towards Liu Xiaotian's head and face.

It turned out that Fairy Caixia had long been angry with Liu Xiaotian for pestering Zhao Yuan, and the hair on her hands turned snow-white was injured by Liu Xiaotian's design ambush, new hatred and old hatred, Fairy Caixia actually ignored her seriously injured body and killed Liu Xiaotian.

The surging sword qi of the Yangtze River surged towards Liu Xiaotian, Liu Xiaotian didn't expect that the Caixia Fairy, who was already at the end of the strong crossbow, would actually fight against him, and he was suddenly shocked, dancing wildly with one arm, and the Tianjingsha that was like a giant dragon roaring suddenly condensed together, forming a giant hammer hammer towards the Caixia Fairy, blocking the attack of the Caixia Fairy......

"Pong"

There was an earth-shattering bang.

Fairy Caixia had already moved her murderous intent, and with all her might, the giant hammer formed by the Tianjing Sand collapsed and collapsed, and the sword chased towards Liu Xiaotian like a meteor.

Seeing the flying Caixia Fairy, Liu Xiaotian's beard was stretched, his teeth were clenched, and he urged the aura to protect his body, and he actually hit the sword mangs in the sky with a single palm...... a muffled sound, under the powerful aura, the two did not contact at all, Liu Xiaotian sat on the ground with a buttocks, the ground cracked, and the delicate body of the Caixia Fairy actually flew upside down for dozens of zhang, spurting blood, shocking.

"Hahaha...... You also have ...... today"

Liu Xiaotian turned over and got up, smiling strangely, just now, he felt that the Caixia Fairy had run out of oil.

Just when Liu Xiaotian was smiling proudly, suddenly, a black shadow swept in like a hurricane, Liu Xiaotian only felt a chill on his neck, and then, he saw the surrounding scenery passing by rapidly, and saw a headless body spraying blood, and at the end, he saw a face as beautiful as a flower......

Hundreds of eyes were staring at Zhao Yuan's hand, and in his hand was Liu Xiaotian's dead head.

The people stopped attacking, and a chill ran down their backs......

......

Zhao Yuan held a heavy long knife in one hand and Liu Xiaotian's blood-drenched head in the other, and strode in front of Fairy Caixia.

"Xie Lu, Xie Zhao Lang. Fairy Caixia spat out a mouthful of blood, and a tired smile appeared on her sickly pale face.

"Whoever dares to kill you, I will destroy his nine clans!" Looking at the crumbling body, Zhao Yuan's heart was like a knife. In fact, Zhao Yuan had forgotten about Fairy Caixia, but whenever he saw Fairy Caixia's snow-white hair, he would feel inexplicable sadness.

"Zhao Lang, you have to get out alive and avenge me. Fairy Caixia supported her crumbling body with the Shattered Divine Sword and gently wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm going to be with the fairy. Zhao Yuan threw down Liu Xiaotian's head, stretched out his arm, and gently stroked the long snow-like hair of the Caixia Fairy.

"No, you're going to live!"

The delicate body of the Caixia Fairy slowly straightened up, her face showed a strange flush, and her long hair like snow flew in the wind.

"What are you doing?" Feeling the surging aura of the Caixia Fairy, Zhao Yuan was shocked, and he realized that something was wrong.

"Zhao Lang. Fairy Caixia leaned out the snow-white soft wattle in her sleeve, and gently stroked Zhao Yuan's steel-like body, and there was endless tenderness in her eyes, "You want to live, promise me." ”

"No! We want to live, live together!" Zhao Yuan replied categorically, seeing death as home.

Fairy Caixia opened her mouth, her eyes blurred and soaked with tears.

In the air, there is a tragedy of life and death.