Gradually, night fell.

The cold wind and cold rain made the moonlight in the sky hazy, and people were so cold that they couldn't stop shrinking.

On the Qiantang River, it is so lively all year round, rain or shine. Two small boats, one in front of the other, left the Qiantang River and arrived at a remote place in the river and docked.

On the boat behind, on the bow, Nangong Woman wore a plain white skirt and held a three-foot Qingfeng, facing the wind and rain, her sharp eyes swept the ship in front.

Suddenly, a night owl chirped, and a piercing sound pierced through the night sky.

The aura of slaughter spread faintly.

Dripping drizzle, splashing into the water.

The wind blew waves and crashed on the shore.

With a long roar, the three-foot Qingfeng suddenly came out of the sheath.

The two boats were three zhang apart, and the Nangong Woman at the bow of the boat floated up, spanning two zhang, her toes were gently on the water, rippling, and she once again flew up obliquely with her strength, like a light swallow.

"What a handsome light work. On the shore, the Golden Sword King, who was hiding behind the bushes, was speechless, with a look of envy in his eyes. He always thought that it was because he was not handsome enough that he begged a tigress.

"Hmm. The ghost cried and nodded, the same way, there was an uncontrollable look of envy on his face, he also had light skills, and he was not bad, he was very strong in actual combat, but unfortunately it was too stable, not romantic enough, not floating enough, not pretending to be forced enough. However, this has been the habit since I was a child, and now I can't change my style if I want to.

Suddenly, the Golden Sword King couldn't help but roar out: ", this trick is beautiful." ”

I saw the water, the sword light was vertical and horizontal.

In an instant, the wooden vault of the cabin was torn apart in the dazzling light of the sword.

A red shadow rose into the air, and it was the fox demon. I saw her red hair fluttering wantonly, flying out of the flying fragments, and her vigorous figure tossed and turned in the air, avoiding the criss-crossing sword lights, and approaching Nangong Woman.

Compared with Nangong Woman's light skills, she is even more amazing, directly setting up the demon wind and gliding in the air.

The moment the fox demon appeared, he activated the illusion. However, as a woman, Nangong Nuxia is extremely resistant to this illusion. I saw that her face was flushed, and she woke up in shame and anger.

"Titanium! With a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, his wrist flicked, and the snow-white blade turned into a white lotus flower under the rapid trembling.

The fox demon rushed up diagonally from the bottom up, and its claws poked out.

Bite!

The crisp symphony resounded in the night sky, a sword and a claw fought together, Nangong Woman's face was even redder, the corners of her mouth oozed blood, and she flew out upside down, her toes were on the water, and she slid all the way back, leaving a white mark on the water. It took off into the air and landed back on its own ship.

The fox demon chased after him, and at this moment, another woman with a big waist and a round waist in the cabin rushed out, and the meteor hammer in her hand was already round.

Shout!

The meteor hammer made a rapid sound of breaking through the air, and the fist-sized solid silver iron ball really shot out like a meteor.

A strange wind blew, and the fox demon's body stopped suddenly, and the meteor hammer stopped half a foot in front of her chest, and then dragged it back.

"Up!" A group of people rushed out from both sides of the strait amid a loud shout.

The hidden weapons in his hand shot out all of them, chasing the red figure.

The fox demon let out a loud roar: "Woo~"

It was like a baby crying, and it was like all ghosts roaring together, and the voice was so poignant and harsh that everyone was stunned and fell into a fantasy at the same time.

At the same time, the fox demon also suffered a counterattack from everyone at the same time. More than a dozen demonic qi shook, and the fox demon broke out as the center. The fox demon's chest was full of blood and blood, and he spit out a mouthful of blood mist, screamed and flew out upside down, and swept away.

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap, and a sharp arrow chased the stars and the moon, hitting the fox demon directly.

The fox demon's speed was so fast that she could only barely change direction herself. Then, he was shot through the shoulder by an arrow and fell from the air.

There was a "bang", the water splashed, and she fell into the river.

In the woods, the taciturn middle-aged man slowly put down the pitch-black strong bow in his hand and picked up an arrow again. On the shore, a group of big men screamed and rushed towards the place where the fox demon fell.

Rumble!

Another splash bloomed, and the fox demon rushed out of the water. Immediately after, they were encircled.

What caught her eye was a nine-ring golden knife, and the nine rings were trembling, which was breathtaking.

The fox demon is not hard to carry, her body is weak and boneless, her willow waist is folded back, and the nine-ring knife is slashed against her body.

Then, the fox demon let out a muffled snort, and a bloody arrow shot out of his calf.

Ghost Cry dragged the knife and flew back, avoiding the fox demon's frantically clawed claws. The Golden Knife King couldn't avoid it in time, and his face was directly broken, and his chest and arms were covered with scratches.

"You kid is so sinister. The Golden Knife King cried and scolded at the ghost, and the nine-ring golden knife in his hand did not stop, chasing the back of the fox demon in a noisy "whoosh" sound.

The fox demon turned around lightly, and as soon as the claws and the golden knife touched, with a bang, the fox demon and the golden knife king both seemed to be electrocuted, and their bodies trembled and retreated.

At this moment, a figure swept out diagonally, and the snow-white blade streaked across the night sky, without the slightest fireworks. Another bloody arrow shot from the shoulder into the tree, the branches shook and blood dripped down.

The fox demon roared angrily, and the claws went crazy again. However, after Devil Cry slashed out, he quickly retreated, like a lobster in the water. Therefore, the fox demon shrew's general scratching naturally came to naught.

Others, on the other hand, are rapidly approaching.

The fox demon glared at the ghost viciously and plunged into the woods. Ghost Cry and the Golden Sword King immediately froze on the spot, fell into an illusion, and only recovered after a while.

After a while, the sound of weapons clashing in the woods was heard again, but after two clicks, there was silence again.

Above the sky, ospreys chirped, showing them the way. A group of people walked briskly through the woods, following the fox demon in hot pursuit.

Anyang Daoist stands on the treetops, the treetops sway with the wind, but the Anyang Daoist seems to grow on it, swaying gently with the treetops. He looked at the chase below, smiled at the corner of his mouth, raised his hand, and a lifelike paper pigeon flew away.

The paper pigeon passed through the trees, came to the taciturn middle-aged man, walked around twice, and then flew towards one place.

The middle-aged man stopped running, picked up a feathered arrow, and put it on the bowstring. The arm exerted force, and with a "hi" sound, he pulled the strong bow away in one breath, bending like a full moon.

His left eye narrowed, adjusted slightly, and then released the string. With a loud "boom", the paper pigeon that the arrow shot through disappeared into the night.

Puff puff puff!!

Three times in a row, almost in a row, three big trees like tofu, were pierced by an arrow.

The fox demon was running for her life when she suddenly heard a strange noise, and saw a sharp arrow piercing through the trunk of the tree and coming straight for her abdomen.

The arrow was too fast to dodge.

The fox demon's hair exploded, and its three tails crossed in front of him like lightning.

At this moment, suddenly a nameless wind blew straight over. The wind is so wicked, so fierce. Only the big trees bent over, the dead leaves flew, and the sand and dust rolled up, completely obscuring the figure of the fox demon.

With a "grab" sound, the pitch-black feather arrow was nailed to a tree trunk on the side with a string of blood beads.

The wind stopped, and the fox demon's shoulders staggered and fled in a panic.