"Quick, the aura fluctuation is in the valley ahead!"

"This place is so close to Ansan Lake, it is difficult to keep the treasures left by the old man Xuansheng!"

"Don't think about such beautiful things, Ansan Lake is a treasure land, even if something falls from his old man's fingers, it is enough to enjoy!"

Outside the valley, more than a dozen warriors with varying levels of aura rushed towards the valley with excitement on their faces.

And not far away, there were several other rays of light that were approaching at a very fast speed, and it was obvious that the cultivation was not weak!

Because the legend of the Xuansheng Ancestor has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, even if ordinary people don't know it, they have heard of all kinds of manifest deeds.

Not to mention, the matter of picking up treasures around Ansan Lake has also happened, and there is a lesson from the previous car, no wonder the martial artists who noticed the abnormal fluctuations of the aura here were excited!

But when they came to the entrance of the cave in the valley, when they saw Wu Ming, they all changed color.

"The aura fluctuations are still there, and the treasure is in the mouth of the cave! Boy, get out of here, the treasure is not something you can covet!"

A big man arrived first and slammed into him with a punch.

On the peak of his fist, there is even more of a staring Qingmeng Inner Force, and he is a Three Realms Qi Martial Artist with internal qi released from the outside!

Wu Ming's eyes froze, and he blasted out a punch without thinking about it.

"Look for death!"

The big man laughed cruelly, and the internal force on the fist peak was more condensed.

There was a muffled sound, and I saw that the big man went fast and came back faster, and he was directly shocked and turned back, and the internal force on the fist peak was even more shaken away!

"This kid has so much strength, he can shake my three internal strength with his physical body alone!"

The big man was shocked and took more than a dozen steps back, shaking his sore right arm.

"Haha, Liu Jiang, you can't even take a little doll, so don't be delusional about getting the treasure of the Xuansheng Ancestor!"

Several martial artists who followed rushed to the front with a wild laugh, but none of them took the lead in making a move, and they all looked at Wu Ming.

Liu Jiang, who can shake back with one punch and is similar to his own cultivation, is obviously not a weak hand, and no one wants to be a head bird!

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are no treasures here, but the elders of the family are cultivating here, please retreat to avoid trouble!"

Wu Ming arched his hand.

"Hehe, what my friend said soundly, don't you think we're all stupid?"

"Yes, I think you want to monopolize the treasure to make up an unwarranted elder, if that's the case, we should also meet it!"

"Don't talk nonsense, go into the cave and take a look, and you will know the truth and falsehood!"

Everyone looked disdainful and shouted again and again, but no one took the lead.

Walking the rivers and lakes, everyone is a little careful, even if the treasure is in front, they don't want to be sucked in the back!

"What is said below is true, if ......"

Wu Ming frowned slightly.

Before the words were finished, the six warriors who came first killed Wu Ming almost at the same time.

In the valley not far away, there are already more than a dozen figures flashing, and if it is delayed, there will inevitably be another twist and turn.

So, the six chose to join forces!

But at the moment of making a move, Wu Ming took the first step back, raised his hand and pointed at one of them, and patted his left arm with a cold expression.

Shout!

In an instant, a fine iron arrow slashed through the sky like a meteor, piercing the man's chest without any pause!

"Uh...... This ...... What is it?"

The man fell to the ground with a pop, clutching the bleeding wound on his chest in disbelief, and died with his head tilted before he finished speaking.

At such a close distance, even artistic conception martial artists are not easy to hide, let alone a mere aura realm!

Moreover, it was shot in the heart!

"It's not good, this kid is piercing, he actually has crossbow arrows to defend himself, spread out!"

One of them saw that the situation was not good, and rushed to the side early, ready to join forces with everyone to attack.

But Wu Ming was not entangled, he quickly opened the distance on his hind legs, and in a few steps, he lightly pulled away the divine arm crossbow and shot at one of them again.

"Why can't you hide?"

The man had been prepared for a long time, but he was still killed by an arrow!

The remaining four people looked shocked, as we all know, melee combat is the nemesis of crossbowmen, but I didn't expect it to be the other way around today!

How did they know that now that Wu Ming has succeeded in refining the marrow, the fire of life is ignited, and the strength of the spine has increased more than twice, this is still not further consolidated.

If you give him a period of cultivation, the Divine Arm Crossbow will definitely be able to open it with his hand, almost like a bow and arrow!

"The words have been made clear, and I hope you don't make mistakes!"

Wu Ming took advantage of everyone's astonishment to dodge, and once again opened a distance, only a dozen zhang away from retreating into the cave.

"Hmph, this kid is relying on the benefits of crossbow arrows, even if we rush forward, our lives will be in danger, it is better to wait for others to arrive.

Even if he has three heads and six arms, he will rest and leave alive!"

Liu Jiang's eyes were full of horror, and he said unwillingly hatefully.

"However, it's not just us who find out here, there must be martial artists!"

One of them looked hesitantly into the distance.

"Don't talk nonsense, even if you can't get the treasure, you can't let this little bastard be arrogant!"

The four of them made up their minds and quickly retreated, ready to round up with the latecomers.

Shout!

Almost at the same time, a sharp arrow hit Liu Jiang directly, even if he tried his best to dodge, he was still shot through, wailing and falling to the ground, and there was no sound for a while!

"Stay away!"

The three of them were so shocked that they hid behind rocks or giant trees, not daring to come forward.

"Humph!"

Wu Ming's eyes were cold, he stepped forward more than a dozen feet, stood still with his hand on the crossbow of the divine arm, and stared coldly at the dozen or so figures that were approaching quickly!

"Those who are destined for treasures will get it, and those who don't want to die will get out of the old man!"

Before the people arrived, a majestic explosion came, and the sound shook the valley for a long time.

"Haha, I haven't seen you for a few years, your Xu Laosan's temperament has not diminished back then!"

Immediately after, there was another long howl.

"Two artistic conception warriors!"

Wu Ming's heart shook slightly, his face gradually became solemn, and he replaced it with a broken arrow without a trace!

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen figures jumped into the valley, making the originally quiet small canyon suddenly lively!

"It turned out to be Xu Qishan's seniors and Zhou Feng's seniors, and we are reasonable! There is indeed a treasure in the valley, but the entrance to the cave was blocked by a fierce thief with a magic soldier. This kind of treasure can only be obtained by two seniors with such advanced cultivation, so that they can contribute to our human race and kill the demon barbarians!"

The three qi warriors walked out of the hiding place without any backbone, and said Wu Ming with righteous indignation, and complimented the two artistic conception warriors continuously.

"Oh, no wonder you don't dare to step forward!"

Xu Qishan nodded majestically, and his face in his fifties did not show the slightest abnormality.

"Xu Laosan, the next few are almost here, you and I might as well join forces!"

The thin middle-aged Zhou Feng on one side came to the front with seven or eight men.

"Okay, according to Brother Zhou's wishes, get the treasure first, and decide afterwards!"

Xu Qishan knew the priority, and immediately the two sides of the round, the two masters of artistic conception, took the lead in rushing to Wu Ming's location.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my family is cultivating in the cave, please do not disturb to avoid trouble!"

Wu Ming is still the same as before.

"Senior, be careful, this son deceived me and others like this before, and used magic soldiers and crossbow arrows to sneak attack, poor Brother Liu and the three died so miserably!"

One of the people who escaped with his life shouted in a mournful voice in the rear not far away.

The two artistic conception martial artists didn't pay attention, but slowed down slightly, and looked carefully at the corpse lying in the grass without anyone knowingly.

When he saw the small wound, his eyes were slightly condensed, and his expression was slightly solemn.

"Little friend, if your parents are in the cave, please ask him to come out and see him, the old man Xu Qishan, in the Anshan Lake generation is still a little short.

Maybe they're still acquaintances!"

Xu Qishan was like a homely conversation, and slowly approached a few steps without a trace.

"It turned out to be Senior Xu, the kid has never heard the elders talk about it, I don't know who this senior is?"

Wu Ming pretended not to know, and pretended to look at Zhou Feng suddenly.

In fact, the shouts of the three people before had already been heard in their ears, and their minds turned sharply, and they had already thought of countermeasures.

"In the next week, it's ......"

Seeing this, Zhou Feng did not doubt him, but thought that Wu Ming was trapped by Xu Qishan and was ready to delay time.

"Ah, it turns out that you are Zhou Feng's senior, and the younger generation heard the elders talk about you, and he said......"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Ming's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted with joy on his face.

"Your parents know me, and who is he?"

Zhou Feng asked instinctively.

Even Xu Qishan subconsciously turned his head to look when he heard this.

Even he, let alone others, attracted almost everyone's attention.

Shout!

At this moment, a black star lit up, and the incomparably sharp mang, before it got close, the skin of the people who stabbed it hurt and their scalps were numb.

"Not good!"

Xu Qishan, who was locked by the Broken Gang Arrow, only felt his heart twitch, instinctively operated the True Qi to protect it, and twisted his body to the side.

Poof!

But as soon as it was twisted by a third, the Breaking Gang Arrow pierced through its protective True Qi, breaking a finger-thick blood hole in his right chest!

"Little thief, look for death!"

At the same time, Zhou Feng roared sharply and slapped a palm from afar.

Buzz!

The terrifying pale golden true qi was like a sharp blade that swept away the grass and trees in front of it, and shrouded Wu Ming in a devastating manner.

"Move with you!"

Feeling the pressure and terrifying murder on his face, Wu Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, and without hesitation, he rolled a lazy donkey to the side, and ran "Golden Bell Jar" with all his might.

Buzz!

Almost instantly, half of Wu Ming's clothes became a hornet's nest, revealing his bloody skin with hidden cash-colored lines like hemp!

"Six-tiered golden bell jar, how is it possible? How old are you?"

The piercing and tooth-aching sound of gold and iron grinding came into his ears, and Zhou Feng was shocked, and the palm he swung out again slowed down by half a beat.

And

It was at this moment that Wu Ming rushed backwards and took the arrow and placed it.

"It turned out to be a broken arrow shot by the Xuanbing God Arm Crossbow, slaughtering this little bastard, and the old man is going to kill him alive!"

Xu Qishan is a master of artistic conception in the end, even if he is seriously injured, he can still temporarily suppress the sharp qi that is surging in his body, and he shouts with a hideous expression.

"Kill him!"

Needless to say, seven or eight of his men had already surrounded him.

"Hmph, in front of me, you don't have a chance to use the Divine Arm Crossbow!"

Zhou Feng's expression was awe-inspiring, greed loomed in his eyes, his body moved in a flash, and he slapped Wu Ming from afar!

As an artistic conception martial artist, the true qi is out of the body attack, which is naturally easy, and you can't take a close-range adventure!

For the prestige of the Divine Arm Crossbow, even if it is him, he is extremely jealous!

Moreover, Xu Qishan is now seriously injured, and he is unable to compete with him for the treasures in the cave, and even the divine arm crossbow is in his bag!