Enchanting figure, convex and concave. A red tight-fitting soft armor shows off his fiery figure. The snow-white skin exposed at the placket is extremely attractive. A long fiery red hair that is unusual for ordinary people, undulating like waves with the gallop, like a dancing flame. The delicate contours of the knife cut make its melon-like face shape give people a touching line beauty. It's just that the blood stains on her face and body are obviously left after a desperate battle, which makes her a little embarrassed.

A pair of beautiful eyes, turning and looking forward, there is a complex look of anxiety, fear, incomprehension, sadness, and hatred in the pupils. "Who the hell are these people? Why are you chasing me?

"Snort!" Two sounds of breaking the sky sounded from behind, the red-haired girl's expression was slight, her delicate body shook strangely, and two sharp arrows passed by, all of which were in vain.

"Ah!" A cry of pain sounded, but the third sharp arrow appeared silently and strangely as if it pierced the void, **** the shoulder of the red-haired girl! This is because the red-haired girl's reaction was extremely fast, and she avoided the key point in her heart, otherwise she was afraid that she would end up killing on the spot.

The arrow was injured, and the red-haired girl could no longer maintain the previous speed to escape, and her body gradually slowed down, but in a few breaths, she was chased and surrounded by a group of black-clothed killers behind her.

The red-haired girl's eyes flashed with despair, and she looked at the black-clad killer around her.

"Who the hell are you? I'm the eldest lady of the Yuancheng Dream Family, kill me, my father won't let you go!" The red-haired girl reported her identity, knowing that it was useless, but she still had a trace of luck, hoping that the other party would have some scruples and let herself go.

No one answered, and Qingkui, who was holding a longbow, stepped out, his cold eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he looked at the red-haired girl as if he were looking at a dead person. It was only when his gaze swept over a thumb-sized crystal jade hanging from the red-haired girl's jade neck that a faint eagerness flashed.

"Since you are the eldest lady of the Dream Family, I will personally send you on your way. Qing Kui's voice cut off the red-haired girl's last glimmer of hope, and the tip of the flickering arrow pointed at her heart.

The threat of death made the delicate body of the girl in red tremble slightly, and she bit her lower lip deadly. It's not that she doesn't want to resist, but the bloody chase that lasted four days and four nights made her exhausted, and with an arrow just now, the red-haired girl no longer had the strength to struggle.

"People from the Tianjiao Alliance, do you dare to kill too?" The girl in red pinned her last glimmer of hope on her other identity.

"Are you from the Tianjiao Alliance?" Qing Kui's eyes clearly crossed a trace of surprise, and he asked.

"Yes, I'm from the North Garden of the Tianjiao League. Qing Kui's reaction made the red-haired girl regain a glimmer of hope, but Qing Kui's next words made her fall into an ice cave again.

"The people of the Tianjiao Alliance, we can't afford to mess with them, so you must die!" there was a hint of sarcasm in Qing Kui's voice.

"Wow!"

Qing Kui's fingers pulling the bowstring were just about to let go, but an eagle's cry came from above the sky, causing his face to change drastically.

"Who!" Qing Kui shouted, and at the same time, the sharp arrow in his hand shot out like lightning, but the target was not the red-haired girl who closed her eyes and waited for death, but the dense forest behind her.

After the sharp arrows of the streamer were shot into the shadows of the dark forest, they were like mud cows entering the sea, and there was no sound.

"Whoosh!whoosh!

A series of seven arrows, connected from end to end, were shot out again by Qingkui's longbow, connected in a straight line, and shot into the dense forest. It can be seen that Qingkui's rate of fire is so shocking.

It's just that the arrow that was fired again still ended up in the same fate as before, and there was no response.

"Come here!" Qing Kui shouted violently, and his expression became extremely solemn.

The seven black-clothed killers who surrounded the red-haired girl hurriedly all returned to Qing Kui's side, staring at the dark place of the dense forest on the opposite side as if they were facing a great enemy.

The red-haired girl who escaped death took this opportunity to quickly flee and swept backwards. It's just that he just escaped a few feet away before he suddenly stopped, and a strong look of fear welled up in his eyes.

A pair of blood-colored eyes appeared in the darkness ahead, and a figure appeared.

"Step, step!" The sound of footsteps landing on the ground, like the death knell of death, struck on everyone's hearts, making people can't help but palpitate.

The delicate and handsome face has a cold expression. The fair complexion gives people a sense of tranquility. He had long black hair draped behind his head and hung down to his waist. Dressed in black, with a slightly thin figure, but there is a sense of majesty full of heaven and earth.

The aura around his body was as fierce as a knife, and it exuded a suffocating bloody aura, and the extreme sense of oppression came to his face, and everyone had the illusion that they were facing an ancient beast.

The black-clothed young man stepped out of the shadows, and the grip in his hand made the pupils of the black-clothed killers constrict, especially Qing Kui, who was even more violently shaken all over his body, and took a step back uncontrollably!

The eight black arrows were shot by the talented young man. For his archery skills, Qingkui has great confidence. In the organization, none of the "young leaders" could catch the sharp arrows he shot with his bare hands! This fierce young man he had never met was so strong and arrogant!

Looking up at the hovering sky, a black spot that looked not much bigger than a sesame seed, Mo Zhiyao raised his eyebrows, and licked his crimson lips with the tip of his tongue. "I underestimated you, a brute, and was able to spot me. ”

"Huh!" Mo Zhiyao's arm was raised, and a sharp arrow came out of his hand, and the sound of breaking through the air was several times stronger than that of Qingkui! The speed of the sharp arrow was so fast that it was difficult to see with the naked eye, and with a faint scream, the "golden-eyed vulture" that revealed Mo Zhiyao's whereabouts plunged down and was obviously killed.

"I didn't want to be nosy, but you shot me eight arrows in succession. One arrow is one life, the beast just now doesn't count, there are exactly eight of you here, so let's stay. Mo Zhiyao's eyes were as sharp as if he could dig out a piece of flesh alive, swept past the black-clothed killer in front of him one by one, and finally landed on Qing Kui, who was shocked by the hand he had just made. The indifferent voice seemed to be saying the most ordinary thing.

"Let's go!" Qingkui's decisiveness surprised Mo Zhiyao. I thought I had to do it, but I didn't know that the other party chose to retreat directly. More than a dozen black-clothed killers, including Qing Kui, spread out like fireworks, none of them were in the same direction, retreating without chaos, obviously well-trained.

"Want to go?" The curvature of the corners of Mo Zhiyao's mouth was cold to the bone, and he didn't see how to behave, and the seven sharp arrows in his hand turned into seven black rays, shooting in different directions in an instant. At the same time, his body was like light smoke, bringing up a string of afterimages, chasing after Qingkui, who escaped the fastest.

"Poof!poof!poof!poof!poof!

None of the seven arrows missed, and all of them passed through the throat, so that the seven people couldn't even let out a scream, and among the seven orifices, there were even electric snakes rushing out, shattering the white ghost pattern mask, and when they fell to the ground, they had become seven corpses without any life.

The red-haired girl's hands and feet were suddenly cold, her red lips trembled, but she couldn't make a sound, and she couldn't believe what she saw in her eyes. chased and killed himself all the way for four days and four nights, and killed all the thirty-nine guards around him, and the black-clothed killer who only paid a single-digit price was killed directly by this mysterious fierce young man like a chicken and a dog!

Such a shocking scene also fell in Qingkui's eyes. The horror in the bottom of his eyes is enough to turn the sky upside down. Qing Kui has never had such fear as at this moment, how strong is this young man who can't even see the slightest depth?

Feeling the high-speed approach of Mo Zhiyao behind him, Qing Kui gritted his teeth, knowing that with his own speed, he couldn't escape at all. Fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he turned around suddenly.

In front of his left leg and behind his right leg, Qing Kui stood still, holding a bow in one hand, drawing an arrow in the other, and bending the bow to tie the string.

"Whoosh!Search!whoosh!" Dozens of sharp arrows turned into repeated black rays and shot towards Mo Zhiyao. Draw arrows, take bows, draw strings, shoot. Qing Kui's movements were like flowing water, the speed was dazzling, and between the ups and downs of his arms, he brought up the afterimage of the Dao.

Dozens of sharp rays, like gathered chrysanthemum petals, shot at Mo Zhiyao's whole body from various tricky angles, which is amazing and breathtaking.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes lit up with a gleam, and a trace of solemnity flashed. Qingkui's archery skills are really unpredictable.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Mo Zhiyao's demonic spirit qi was released, and as soon as he entered the sharp arrow within a zhang of his body, his speed suddenly decreased sharply, and the demonic energy aura suddenly formed. Within the scope of Fang Yuanzhang Xu, it was like being pumped into a vacuum, and it was more than twice as powerful as when he was fighting with Junziqian.

"Crack!" Countless thunderbolts burst out from Mo Zhiyao's body, winding around the body of the arrow, and the sharp arrows made of dark iron were forced into powder.

Two twisted rays of lightning instantly pierced Qing Kui's shoulders, striking two thumb-thick transparent holes on his shoulders. Qing Kui's screams were accompanied by the pungent smell of burnt skin and flesh that resounded in the forest.

The figure like lightning rushed forward, and Mo Zhiyao instantly approached Qingkui.

His neck suddenly tightened, and he was tightly pinched by a cold palm that was not half popular. Qingkui's feet instantly left the ground, and at the same time, a sharp pain like a knife cut and bone surged from all over his body, and he clearly felt that life was gradually moving away from him.

"Who are you?" like a voice from under the Nine Shadows, it sounded in Qingkui's ears. Qing Kui's whole body trembled uncontrollably, and his face under the cyan ghost pattern mask was instantly so pale that there was no trace of blood.

"Huh?" Mo Zhiyao frowned, let go of his palm, and when Qing Kui landed, his body had become cold. Beneath the mask, there was a line of black blood flowing out.

"Don't say it?" Mo Zhiyao looked at the corpse on the ground, was silent for a moment, and then turned to leave.

After traveling through the Black Lotus Mountains for four months, he finally came to the edge of the mountain range, and it only took another ten days to rush back to Iwaki.

Four months of bloody killings and several near-deaths have made Mo Zhiyao's combat power explode. Fighting with nearly 10,000 demon beasts, many of them such as the Blue-eyed Color-winged Lizard, made Mo Zhiyao's cultivation speed to an appalling level. The tempering between life and death is indeed the most direct and effective cultivation method.

Although there were many killings, Mo Zhiyao had a plan to absorb life essence to keep pace with the speed of spiritual power absorption. So now it is still the three human patterns and magic patterns of the Soul Turning Realm.

The cultivation has not changed, but the combat power is no longer the same. Just looking at Mo Zhiyao's easy killing of eight black-clothed killers, he has already seen the fruitful results of the past four months.

It was already possible to continuously burst out with six explosions of triple strength, allowing Mo Zhiyao to shoot sharp arrows into the air and kill the golden vulture. The magic sound dementored the soul, causing the seven black-clothed killers to lose their minds at the same time and fall into a trance, resulting in death with one arrow. The phantom body method allowed Mo Zhiyao to catch up with Qing Kui, who was cultivating the power of the wind spirit, in just a breath.

As for "Devil's Mourning Day Crying", it is used here to kill chickens. Moreover, the Demon Mourning Sky Cry has obvious characteristics of magic skills, after all, there is still the red-haired girl in the back, and it is inconvenient for Mo Zhiyao to use it.

And what satisfies Mo Zhiyao the most is that he has gradually become handy with the power of thunder and lightning.

"Senior, please stay. A visibly frightened voice rang out in the rear.