The situation of the battle, which was already certain to win, suddenly reversed. Uesugi Hu and Yan Xiaoyi also noticed the sudden appearance of five Nanqing people. Their eyes met and then crossed each other.

Uesugi Tora's eyes became more murderous, but he did not dare to take action easily.

He and Yan Xiaoyi were fifty steps apart. This distance was too dangerous for him. Once a flaw was discovered, the other party would draw his bow and draw an arrow without hesitation.

As a black light passed by his side, Zhao Da called several brothers to meet him from the side. He saw him holding a sickle and was about to slash Uesugihu's mount, but Uesugihu shot the weapon away and punched him with a pestle.

It penetrated the throat.

The other people all rushed forward with expressions of grief and anger, but unfortunately the gap between the fifth and ninth grades could not be bridged by a moment of indignation.

A strong wind blew up, causing the dead grass to fly.

In just one round, several people spurted blood and flew out upside down.

Just as the strong wind was blowing up, Yan Xiaoyi's eyes narrowed, he took the opportunity to draw out a long steel arrow, drew his bow and took action.

The moment Tora Uesugi reacted, he subconsciously wanted to cross the gap.

But how could a ninth-grade archer resist the full force of his attack, especially one that caught him off guard?

Bang~

There was a soft sound accompanied by blood splashing.

Uesugi Tora struck the ground with his spear, half-kneeling on the ground, looking down at the bright silver arrow inserted into his shoulder socket.

The vital point was still avoided!

Yan Xiaoyi was not satisfied with the result of this arrow, but he was determined to win the battle. He relaxed his brows and said proudly, "How dare you be distracted in the face of my arrow?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and fired a few more arrows, shooting down the few remaining Northern Qi elites from their horses in the blink of an eye.

When I touched the quiver again, there were only two quivers left.

Uesugihu's face changed slightly, he glanced in Fan Xian's direction hatefully, and looked at Sean with a look that was a little helpless and a little suffocated.

Yan Xiaoyi followed Uesugihu's gaze and naturally saw Fan Xian and Zhou Ji retreating towards the stone pillar.

He is different from Tora Uesugi.

As early as when he was in Kyoto, he had already heard about Zhou Ji's reputation.

Threatened to kill Xie Bian, a ninth-grade swordsman.

Without a sword, he killed the eighth-level master Cheng Jushu with one move.

So arrogant and with such a record.

There is no room for Yan Xiaoyi not to pay attention to it.

Now Uesugi Tiger has been hit by an arrow, and losing one arm is no longer a threat to him.

Fan Xian's cultivation level is no more than seventh level, and he can't even defeat Cheng Jushu, so he is naturally no threat.

Only this Zhou Ji, whose strength was indistinguishable and whose strength seemed to be between that of a ninth grader and a grandmaster, made Yan Xiaoyi wary.

Pulling out one of the two steel arrows, Yan Xiaoyi drew his bow and aimed at Shanhu. The killing intent and caution in his eyes eluded everyone present. Even Zhou Ji thought he wanted to eliminate the hidden dangers of Northern Qi first before taking action against them.

Only Uesugi Tiger, who was targeted by the arrow, felt something was wrong. His eyes suddenly shrank and he glanced behind him inadvertently.

And this glance not only caught Zhou Ji's attention.

Just like a substitute and a substitute can attract each other.

An old coin can always bump into another old coin.

When he sensed something was wrong, a feeling of extreme danger suddenly appeared in his heart.

The danger did not lie in the arrow he predicted in advance, but in the veil among the strange rocks.

Perhaps it was because the entire audience was paying close attention to the duel between Uesugi Tiger and Yan Xiaoyi that even Zhou Ji didn't notice a familiar footstep approaching him.

Yan Xiaoyi's bow string was gradually drawn to full capacity. Just when Fan Xian was about to shoot Uesugi Tiger, his bow suddenly deflected and aimed at Zhou Ji under everyone's horrified gaze.

At the same time, Fan Ruoruo seemed to notice the change in Zhou Ji's eyes, and turned his head to look at it. At one glance, he shouted anxiously: "Zhou Ji, be careful!"

A flash of silver light flew by, and the arrow silently passed through the air carrying sharp energy.

Along with the arrow, there was a delicate figure with a light plain skirt swaying in the wind. Fan Ruoruo subconsciously opened his arms, trying to block Zhou Ji.

“Silly pen!!!”

Do you want people to wear candied haws?

This is the first time Zhou Ji has said dirty words, and he wants to curse loudly at this moment!

When he was a child and watched similar scenes in costume dramas, he would be moved by the hero and heroine to sacrifice themselves to save others.

But now that such a bloody thing happened to him, he couldn't wait to point at Fan Ruoruo's nose and yell! Don't cause any trouble!

No longer caring about hiding his own strength, Zhou Ji poured all his internal strength into his legs, and his whole body shot through the air like an arrow from a string. With one step, his ankles were torn apart.

He had no time to think about why Fan Ruoruo, who was supposed to be staying in Kyoto, appeared on the battlefield, and he also threw away all the swearing and scolding. At this time, there was only one thing in his mind, hurry up, hurry up.

The fingertips desperately stretched forward, and then stretched forward again.

Soon, soon.

Just a little bit closer to touching the corner of clothes that was blown away by the strong wind and the life that was swallowed up by death.

The figures intertwined.

Zhou Ji hugged Qianying in front of him, and pushed away the arrow filled with true energy with his other hand. He allowed the smooth arrow shaft to crush all the skin and flesh in his palm, and finally deflected the arrow's flight path a little.

Everything happened in a flash of lightning. Before Fan Xian could react, he saw a long arrow slanting into the boulder beside him, and Guo Baokun, whom he had not seen for a long time, was standing in front of him with a look on his face asking for credit.

"You are so damn sick!"

"Do you know martial arts? Just rush out like this!"

Fan Ruoruo looked at Zhou Ji's bloody palm and cried with distress and grievance: "I...I want to save you."

"How can I hide!" Zhou Ji looked at Fan Ruoruo, who was wearing pear blossoms and raining rain, and hardened his heart, and continued: "Although my strength is less than the eighth level, my Qinggong has reached the realm of transformation, and I already knew in advance that he was going to

Attack me sneakily."

"You rushed out so rashly, but you were actually holding me back."

The paranoia of going north alone, the joy of meeting again, and the fear of surviving the disaster gradually turned into full of grievances under Zhou Ji's scolding.

Fan Ruoruo could no longer control her emotions. She burst into tears and said intermittently: "I really didn't mean it."

"You!" Zhou Ji's heart was not iron-clad after all. No matter how indifferent he pretended to be, he was still touched by the girl in front of him to the softest part of his heart. Even his original idea of ​​leaving seemed to be shaken.

Zhou Ji turned around and quickly shook off the random thoughts in her mind. She no longer dared to look at Fan Ruoruo and raised her eyes to look at Yan Xiaoyi on the other side of the battlefield. All distracting thoughts faded away, and only a look with murderous intent came through.

The corpses on the ground pierced into Yan Xiaoyi's eyes.

There was only one arrow left in the quiver. Faced with Zhou Ji who was acting like a madman, Yan Xiaoyi already had the intention of retreating in his heart.

There was no harsh words or any hesitation. When the bow and arrow that an archer is most proud of is dodged, he only needs to do one thing.

The further away you can escape, the better.

Follow your innermost instinct.

Yan Xiaoyi followed his heart.
Chapter completed!