Passing through the moonset cliff, Jing Yao was alarmed, and a monk behind him screamed miserably, and even people and horses rushed across the four feet, and blood splashed all over the ground.

That scream was also the last sign of this person left in the world, and then, like a black cloud crushing the city, the arrow feathers in the sky surged, like a black wave, with a strong breath of death.

Jing Yao sacrificed the Jiuyan Immortal Sword and rolled violently in the sky, the turbulent air flow formed a barrier of wind, and the angry voice was raised: "All the staff are ready for battle, the enemy is attacking!"

The words fell, the wind barrier broke inch by inch, and a large black arrow feather rumbled down!

Jing Yao dodged and dodged, opened his hand to grab the black long arrow, suddenly felt a numb arm, and was angry in his heart, this is the arrow cast by Lei Yaoshi, containing the power of thunder and lightning, destroying gods and killing souls, touching it will die, even if he survives, his cultivation will inevitably be burned.

The white horse screams, and the crowd is terrified!

There were shouts and scolding of monks everywhere, and the guards led by Jing Yao dismounted for the first time, and the elite of Huangquan acted as a meat shield to go up, they were a group of ignorant and unconscious walking corpses, and their bodies were like copper walls and iron walls, casting a human wall.

However, the sword forged by Lei Yaoshi destroyed the evil and the demons, and the human wall was immediately full of holes, and the elite guards in Sun Chengbi's mouth turned into a pool of black water, Jing Yao saw that he was unable to fight the enemy, and decisively ordered to evacuate this place.

The high cliff was full of monks, and the violent heaven and earth vitality was violently rippling all around.

They carried longbows on their backs and arrows in their hands, and above them were like black lightning tiling in the air, tearing at the sky, and the blazing thunder was deafening.

Sun Chengbi said angrily: "They are the garrisons of the fairy and ghost realm, are they crazy, this is a rebellion, Li Fan knows that he can't tolerate them." ”

Hei Yan said in a low voice: "Senior Sister Jing Yao......"

"It doesn't matter. Jing Yao thought Heiyan was scared, and comforted: "Follow me and rush out." ”

The arrow feathers cast by Lei Yaoshi triggered the Tiangang thunder and lightning, and the thunder snake electric dragon was furious, and the monks on the high cliff took advantage of the situation to shoot a row of arrow feathers again, and the sound of thunder and restlessness was even more surging.

These people were afraid that the arrow feathers would not kill Jing Yao and the others, so they used the power of heaven and earth to destroy the enemy.

A hundred-zhang thunder dragon roared and formed, roaring fiercely, looking for an arrow feather and shooting it out, and the terrifying speed rubbed bright sparks in the air, shooting straight towards Jing Yao's location.

The place where the terrifying thunder dragon passed suddenly turned into a vacuum realm, how dare Jing Yao rub his edge, he could only use the space-time technique to delay the speed of the horror, but he didn't expect to be taken away, and then shouted sharply: "Disperse!"

Holding the black rock in one hand, he unfolded his ethereal steps and rushed to the rear.

The fall of the Baizhang Thunder Dragon was so terrifying, a few monks who reacted quickly escaped and ascended to heaven, and most of the monks were blown into powder by the thunder before they screamed.

The blood mist rose, and there seemed to be a crimson flower slowly blooming in the haze.

Zhu Mo is also a member of the survivors, who has just escaped the birth of the thunder dragon, and has to deal with the surging arrows, and the two subordinates who followed her all the way are terrified.

Suddenly, Zhu Mo heard a burst of crying, and couldn't help but look back, one of the subordinates was pierced through the head by an arrow feather, and his brain burst out, and the other subordinate was obviously stupid.

Zhu Mo said angrily: "Waste, you are a man, don't drag the old lady back." ”

The subordinate could only cry, he thought it was a negotiation to increase his knowledge, but in fact it was a targeted murder, he especially regretted that he shouldn't have begged Zhu Mo to bring him over, although he was a man, he was more like a woman, to put it bluntly, he was Zhu Mo's male favorite.

Zhu Mo scolded angrily: "Shut up, unless you want to die, or calm yourself down." ”

As he spoke, a black arrow feather grazed his nose slid over, and the tip of his nose suddenly overflowed with red lines, and the air was full of bloody blood, and the arrow feathers shot high and high wave after wave.

Zhu Mo kicked away his useless subordinates, rolled out of the ground three feet, and crawled with his hands and feet in embarrassment.

Although the subordinate was kicked by Zhu Mo, he just dodged the fatal arrow feather, looking at the arrow body that was still trembling, the subordinate also crawled on the ground like Zhu Mo.

The thunder dragon scattered the crowd, and the low cliff of the dead and wounded did not awaken the mercy of the killers, and they screamed around the corners, and the arrows fired more intensively.

More than a dozen monks who escaped the robbery of the thunder dragon were killed by arrows, Jing Yao was followed by more than sixty guards, Zhu Mo finally caught up, and the subordinate who was already dead could not die anymore.

In the jungle, Arrow Feather lost its purpose, but an ambush had already been set up here, and a steady stream of black-clad monks jumped out, shouting to disarm and not kill, but if anyone really gave up resistance, they were immediately crushed into pulp.

Jing Yao roared softly, and shouted like a phoenix crying blood: "Break through on the right side, everyone follow!" Jumping on a grumpy Pegasus, waving his hand and slashing hard, those Pegasus who sensed the crisis suddenly quieted down, and Jing Yao shouted again: "Get on the horse!"

The reason why Tianma is calm is because Jing Yao's stroke has an aura of illusion, and from Tianma's vision, it is calm here, and the monks step on Tianma and follow Jing Yao closely.

Sun Chengbi was on Jing Yao's left side, and said in horror: "How can this be?"

"You ask me?"

"Senior sister Mingjian, this has nothing to do with me. Seeing Jing Yao's gloomy face, Sun Chengbi hurriedly defended that this matter really had nothing to do with him, but it seemed pale and powerless to explain.

Jing Yao sneered: "I said it had something to do with you?"

Sun Chengbi smiled bitterly, he didn't know how to justify, it was impossible for those ambushed monks to know where they were walking in advance, but the other party not only knew, but also had been in ambush for a long time, who would believe it if there were no mutineers?

Sun Chengbi is speechless.

He is the only outsider here, and only he has the possibility of reporting the news.

Jing Yao said coldly: "There is no need to argue, if it was you who reported the news, it would have disappeared now." ”

Sun Chengbi was overjoyed: "Senior sister Mingjian...... By the way, what are you cultivating now? Can you break through?"

At the time of Penglai, Jing Yao was distracted from his cultivation, and after so long, it was time to recover from his injuries, but he knew that the banshee's cultivation exercises were the most effective in healing injuries.

"Merge Realm. Jing Yao responded lightly, grabbed the black rock and put it on the horse's back, and said in a deep voice: "Hold on to me, don't let me die." ”

Hei Yan had red eyes, he was showing off inside and outside, how could he not know that Senior Sister Jing Yao risked her life for the sake of their group of Sword Sect disciples, but now it made Senior Sister fall into death, he gritted his teeth and said, "I won't let go of death!"

The Jiuyan Immortal Sword hovered overhead, Jing Yao took a deep breath, drove the horse with his left hand, and the imperial sword with his right hand, the sea of true vitality immediately burned, and the red Jiuyan stared at it.

Although there are many masters in Lang Huantian, not all of the monks are cultivators, and most of the snipers are in the realm of combined distraction.

Jing Yao had a sword in his hand, but when he saw the sword qi vertical and horizontal, the nine clouds moved, and the Lingxiao Seven Illusion Sword Technique was sent out smoothly, facing the sniper who rushed forward, he couldn't help but feel a flutter, and the picture in front of him changed.