As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the silver arc that he was currently converging suddenly turned, faster and faster, faster and faster, and then, suddenly, waved his hand towards the black-robed man.

The silver arc suddenly turned into a swimming dragon, and flew towards the black-robed man, carrying the mighty momentum of shattering stars and breaking the moon.

You Long flew out, and the black-robed man seemed to have expected his move, and jumped up the moment Jing Zhaomei swung the fatal blow that gathered the true power of his whole body.

When he jumped up, he also threw an object casually, and immediately turned into a golden feather arrow, and shot towards Jing Zhaomei with a dazzling light in the forest of death on a rainy night.

Jing Zhaomei was stunned, and hurriedly rushed to get more and more.

I saw that the silver dragon swung by Jing Zhaomei and the golden feather arrow thrown by the black-robed man collided with each other, making a rumbling sound.

After the rumble, the silver dragon and the golden feathered arrow returned to each other in their original path.

I saw that after Jing Zhaomei's swing of the dragon returned, he split the five-foot-thick fir behind him in half from the top, and planted it heavily with a click.

And when the golden feather arrow swung by the black-robed man reflected back, it shot straight into the cold maple behind her, which was also five feet thick.

The golden feather arrow passed directly through the tree again, nailing to the body of the second cold maple tree nearby, jingling and ringing.

It was a golden bell.

The black-robed man shook his hand suddenly, and the bell that had been nailed to the tree returned to her hand, and her person rose into the air and stepped lightly on the tree, which was used to relieve the huge recoil force generated when her bell and Jing Zhaomei's silver swimming dragon collided with each other just now.

And Jing Zhaomei was also forced to take seven steps back by the huge recoil force generated by this mutual impact, and then, with a wave of the wide sleeves of his robe, he stood firmly.

Standing up, the two of them screamed at the same time.

Jing Zhaomei said: Flower bell.

That human: Jiang Yan wet rain shark fist.

The recoil on Jing Zhaomei's body eased the heavy words when he waved the sleeves of his robe, and after rushing away, he pointed at the black-robed man with his hand and said in a deep voice: Who are you, Mother-in-law?

The man actually giggled again, and said, "If you had asked me a few days ago who Granny Shenji was, I would have said that I didn't know who Granny Shenji was, but now, I know."

Because I once met a man with a scar on his face, and he told me that Granny Shenji, in fact, is my mother-in-law.

Jing Zhaomei was stunned, looked at the black-robed man, and muttered: Hmph, this person is really related to the mother-in-law of the gods, but so what.

As long as you enter this once cursed forest of death, I'm afraid that it will be the mother-in-law herself who comes here, and her life will end here.

The man clasped his hands in front of his chest, leaned against the tall Leng Feng tree behind him, and then, with one foot, kicked on the tree, and said to Jing Zhaomei:

In order to help my uncle get Hong Hui's head and exchange it for the antidote to the light bamboo grass of the Ogi Mirror Palace to save my sister, I was already ready to sacrifice this life at any time.

You so-called famous and decent people all think that the uncle ran away with his sister because he eloped with someone for his own selfish desires, but what I want to say is, no, this is not the case at all.

He didn't hesitate to bear this treacherous infamy in order to save his sister, who had suffered a lot of internal injuries, and you don't understand the pain in your uncle's heart at all.

So, this time I must help him get Hong Hui's head.

Hearing this, Jing Zhaomei was stunned again, looked at the black-robed man, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle? The uncle you are talking about is the immortal phoenix? Do you know him?"

The man completely relaxed himself, simply clasped his hands upside down behind his head, leaning against the tree, as if he had forgotten that he was in the Forest of Death at the moment, and that he was fighting against someone at this moment, and his life was in danger at any time.

However, she forgot all about it, and just said disdainfully to Jing Zhaomei: Hmph, of course, in this world, I'm afraid there is no one who knows him better than me.

He is the only apprentice accepted by his mother-in-law, since the day I can remember, he seems to have been learning martial arts with his mother-in-law, do you think I know him?

Jing Zhaomei snorted coldly: Then who are you?

The black-robed man suddenly stood up and smiled at Jing Zhaomei, and then, with a shake of his hand, waved off the wide black robe wrapped around his body, revealing a face that even had a strange color, making people think that he was wearing a mask that he only wore on Halloween.

And her blond swollen hair looked even more indescribably ugly in the night, like a flame that was burning.

However, her eyes were so bright and cheerful, like those falling raindrops, gently beating on the leaves.

This face is not the best person who has ever appeared in the back garden of Guiyunzhuang, and who is it.

The man is handsome, the woman is ugly, this man and woman, ugly and handsome, face each other in this bleak forest of death, full of murderous atmosphere.

Looking at the light-looking, simple and straightforward leader, Jing Zhaomei sneered.

However, he was definitely not smiling at the ugly appearance of the best.

Although Jing Zhaomei is handsome, he has never looked down on those who are not good-looking.

He laughed only at the boldness of the best alone in this once cursed forest of death, and laughed at the carelessness of the best who had stepped into the abyss of death without realizing it, and said in a deep voice:

Hmph, little girl, perhaps, as you know, I am no longer the same person I was five years ago who could nothing but pretend to be sad.

In today's Hongmen, I'm afraid that apart from my master, I am the best one, oh no, my martial arts are even higher than my master.

So, you deliberately lured me into this forest of death so that the immortal phoenix could take advantage of it, but is it really as simple as you think?

Hmph, look behind you.

With that, with a slight wave of his hand, he saw a white light rise up and fly into the middle of the tall fir trees behind him.

The white light did not fly away, but gathered together, brighter and stronger, like a lantern, illuminating the situation in front of it as if it were day.

Under the illumination of this white light, the leader turned to look and clearly saw that in the middle of the fir trees, there was a grave.

Scattered around the grave were several skeletons and skeletons, their horrific shapes, and from time to time poisonous snakes and centipedes crawled out of the skeletons.

The pouring rain fell from the sky, but it could not wash away the smell of death that spread all over the place.

And next to the skeletons, there are what looks like many tombstones, shining under the reflection of white light.

After a closer look, I found that it turned out that the mass that was emitting white light was not a huge aura formed by the internal force of Jing Zhaomei's swing, but...