When Feng Qinglang said this, he had jumped to a high place, only half a meter high, and met the bald head who was in doubt, the bald head was still hesitating to advance and retreat, Feng Qinglang was a bland random knife, but it was just right to lock the limited space, but it was still an understatement, so he cut the extremely domineering bald head in front of him in half from top to bottom, and the bloody deterrent power was not over, and the strong man was among the first trio, and the person who fell to the end was now in a hurry to retreat for the first time in panic. Even though he had withdrawn from the center of the battle group, Feng Qinglang had a rapid refraction in the air, and he just caught up with him, still the most unpretentious power of imprisonment, still the random knife, which was also split in two, splattering out a piece of blood that reflected with the rising sun.

It was a noisy world, but it was completely silent, and the needles could be heard, only the wind full of spring and the rapid breathing of people showed that this was not a dead world.

Feng Qinglang didn't take a second look at the bloody ground at all, and still explained in a voice that only the Nanxing Soul could hear: "When the bloody deterrent power is repeated again and again, especially when the enemy sees some once familiar masters, and they are only killed in seconds, the seeds of the shadow of fear begin to sprout."

As he spoke, he slowly walked towards the southern mountain, and Nanxing Soul only felt a gentle traction, guiding herself, she clenched her little fists, followed in unison, and forcibly resisted the feeling of vomiting, and trampled over the broken internal organs and blood-stained grass.

Feng Qinglang just raised his head slightly, the martial artist who had already come to the low altitude was like a frightened bird, and it was shot back into the sky with a sudden attack, Feng Qinglang smiled and said: "Star Soul, do you see it? This is the result of the germination of seeds."

Nanxing Soul nodded silently, only to feel that the two of them walked out of more than 20 meters safely under the eyes of the wolves, the shock in her heart was really indescribable, she was the first time to appreciate the domineering spirit of the rebels who moved the world, obviously tens of millions of people, but still proudly alone, all eyes were firmly attracted to the body, and he was supposed to be the object of the bounty, but at this time he became a blind spot on the side of the focus of his gaze.

She couldn't help but ask softly, "Can we break through like this?"

Feng Qinglang tugged at the corners of her mouth, and said in a deep voice: "The shadow of fear can only stop them from moving forward for a while, after all, courage is like a little girl, it is easy to be scared away, but when many little girls are together, they can regain their courage." ”

Nanxing Soul was thoughtful, staring at the knife in Feng Qinglang's right hand, and the remaining scarlet liquid on the blade blood groove was still dripping slowly drop by drop.

At this time, I don't know who muttered in the sky: "He is only one person"

Immediately someone responded in a slightly higher volume: "That's right, he's just a person." ”

"And we, there are a lot of people"

"If you die this guy, you can take down the Southern Star Soul. ”

"Winning the Southern Star Soul, even if all of us are average, it's a small fortune, isn't it?"

As if they were cheering each other on, such discussions came and went in all directions, and the sound became louder and louder, and the encirclement that had spread out slowly closed again......

Feng Qinglang still had a calm face, leading the Nanxing Soul in front of him, and walked forward step by step.

A True Martial Realm archer who has fallen to a low altitude, the bow and arrow that has been brewing for a long time has been aimed for too long, so long that he feels that now should be a good time, even if he can't kill the other party, at least give his legion a chance, and it is just a bow and arrow, which can create enough safe space for himself.

With a "whoosh" sound, a bow and arrow full of death aura had already pierced through the air flow and shot towards the back of Feng Qinglang's head

Such an astonishing speed, such a silent sudden explosion of murderous aura, made everyone's eyes light up, and some people couldn't help but go to see who the archer, that terrible assassin was, so as to beware in the future.

Feng Qinglang was so dull that he couldn't feel the cracking of the wind, until the bow and arrow came close, he suddenly turned his head slightly, obviously he didn't see how fast the movement was, but he pinched the bow and arrow, and followed the momentum of the bow and arrow, advanced a short distance, and then turned his wrist, just like a child putting a paper airplane, and gently released it again, the target was the archer before.

But this action fell in the eyes of the archer, and he was immediately frightened, such a simple action, but it was equivalent to the strength of the other party, plus his own strength, the bow and arrow flew back at a terrifying speed ten times, he could only see the familiar white of the arrow feather, in the wind glimpsed by, the arrow had been inserted into his throat, he didn't even have a chance to wail, he was blocked by the breath of life, fell directly from the air.

At this time, the soil behind Feng Qinglang's feet suddenly pierced out a spear, the owner of the spear, must have thought that it was the moment when Feng Qinglang's breath was slightly exhausted, and the most relaxed vigilance was the time, the spear took the back of Feng Qinglang's head at an extremely tricky angle, Feng Qinglang snorted coldly, the back of the head seemed to have eyes, just tilted his body slightly, and with the least strength, he avoided this seemingly killer blow, and at the same time used his left foot as the fulcrum, a homeopathic turn, like a naughty child kicking the stone on the side of the road, It was so casual that he kicked the spear master in the head, but he was kicked off the head before he could make out what it was

And the head that flew out drew a low and flat arc, just bypassing the ankle of the Nanxing Soul, and slammed into the head of the other who had just escaped from the earth behind the Nanxing Soul, just two muffled sounds, and the two earth escapees who were good at ambushing and assassination died so much that the audience couldn't help but gasp in exclamation.

Feng Qinglang took advantage of the momentum of this kick, and when his right foot landed, he stepped heavily on the ground, and the other three earth escapees who lurked nearby were all violently shaken out.

Feng Qinglang's long knife swung out again, like a practice, the object was just a straw falling from the air, the long knife drew a gorgeous trajectory in the air, and the three earth escapees were all cut in two, Yu Jingli was like a passing wind, and never stopped.

The archer in the air just fell in front of Feng Qinglang at this moment, Feng Qinglang reached forward, just pulled out the bow and arrow from the opponent's throat, knelt down on one knee, and the bow and arrow were thrust down, a second-order firmament that was ready to go, still hesitating whether it was the best time to break through the ground, but unexpectedly it had already revealed a flaw, and was pierced through the head by the bow and arrow.

Of course, for the people of the outside world, no one knows what is under the soil, and no one thinks that a sky can die like this, only to see a large area of scarlet oozing from the handle of the arrow.

Once again, the audience fell into dead silence, the opponent was fierce and ruthless, which was really terrifying, and more importantly, the flowing action seemed to completely ignore the group fighting tactics.