"Who is it?" Feihu was shocked, and the way the other party appeared scared him. Meiying looked at Guo Lin beside him in surprise, and then he pretended to be helpless: "Your way of appearing will be scary."
"Are you from the same group?" Hearing Mei Ying's voice, Feihu just thought it was the helper he had attracted.
"A group?" Guo Lin was stunned and then laughed, "He wants to kill me, do you think I will be with him?"
"Haha, that's great. Brother, if you just come to find Jiaohun, please don't interfere." Feihu was relieved. Although he could see that Guo Lin's strength was only at the beginning of spiritual refining, he was shocked by the latter's appearance. At the critical moment, there was no need to mess with someone who didn't know the details.
Guo Lin ignored him and smiled at Meiying and said, "It seems that there is a lot of trouble. It just so happens that I can pay back the favor I owe you before."
Meiying was surprised. In his opinion, it would be good if Guo Lin didn't help these people. The moment Guo Lin appeared, he instinctively thought that he was coming with the intention of taking advantage of the situation.
He suddenly felt a little relaxed, and smiled faintly on his face, "Don't be so proud. Even if you helped me today, I will still kill you in the future."
"Whatever you want." Guo Lin shrugged, "Today I just want to repay you with favors. I will take action first when I meet you next time."
The conversation between the two made the six people in the seven-degree space confused. Feihu finally couldn't help but say, "Who are you? I, Feihu, never kill the unknown little man."
Guo Lin summoned Long Wei with their "crystal" sound and smiled: "You mentioned the name just now. My name is Guo San."
When Guo Lin reported the word "Guo San", Feihu was furious and felt like he was being played with. The two of them were obviously in the same group, deliberately pretending to be hostile and without grudges. "Then go and die." Feihu roared and pulled out the big knife in his hand and slashed it over.
Standing on the wind like the wind, Guo Lin avoided Feihu's majestic sword in thrillingly. "You can solve this guy by yourself. Leave the others to me." Feihu is a high-level spirit refining who has Dragon Guards. Guo Lin felt that he was just here to help and give his personal favors, so there was no need to face the most powerful guy.
Mei Ying held a diamond-shaped purple shield in her left hand and a bloodthirsty sword with a magic bonus of 20% in her right hand. She looked up and saw an ice-type magic. The ice dragon shot over.
Guo Lin also took the opportunity to avoid Feihu's attack range.
Among the five opponents, there were three of the intermediate spirit refining skills, which also put a lot of pressure on Guo Lin. Since that was the case, Guo Lin smiled slightly and gave an order to Long Wei Chuxue. Together, Fengxiang Technique flew up with the magic in the storm suit.
"It's the Storm suit. You three magic refining spirits should be replaced quickly." The two martial refining spirits dressed in Longquan armor were frustrated and took out the bow and arrow from the space capsule.
Bows and arrows have always been the best air-to-air weapon. Even if the grade of the bows and arrows in their hands did not reach the level of the Wind Bow at this time, the power it showed was not low.
Guo Lin had already flew into the air and handed the scorching bow and scorching arrow to Chuxue. "Chuxue, can you use it?"
"Yes, master." Chuxue said simply.
Guo Lin was relieved and gave Chu Xue an order to dodge and attack the second. He stuffed a healing pill into his mouth, and then pulled the bow of the wind towards the three magic spirits that were slowly flying up. Suddenly, an unparalleled wind-attribute energy swept across all directions.
In the air, Guo Lin's long hair fluttered and his clothes danced.
With a bow and arrow, nine long dark blue arrows were placed on the spider silk strings. As Guo Lin exerted force on his arm, he was pulled into a full moon shape. Faced with a large number of opponents and strong strength, Guo Lin did not reserve at all and directly used nine arrows to fire at the same time.
Several crimson-colored firebirds flew over, and the attack methods of the three magic spirits were actually magical Vermilion Bird wings. However, judging from the color, the levels of these Vermilion Bird wings were almost at medium-grade levels.
The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he was in the air. As long as the other party could not effectively siege him, the number advantage would not be so obvious. By forcibly activate the healing pill in his body, Guo Lin resisted the three Vermilion Bird Wing Magic. On the bow of the Flashing Arrow, nine Flashing Arrows emitted dazzling light of wind-type energy.
Guo Linchang shouted: "The wind breaks!"
With a "buzz...", Guo Lin let go of his hand that was pinching the arrow feather, and rows of violent energy burst out. The nine arrows of the top-level storm of the Wind even exceeded the ordinary attack of the powerful king.
Guo Lin’s target is to aim at the mid-level martial spirit who bends his bow and aims at him, and also shoots a blow. In his subconscious, this person poses the greatest threat to him.
The Flashing Arrow cut through the air, producing a "cool" sound of sonic boom. When the Flashing Bow forged into a top-grade weapon, Guo Lin's attack speed was at all dissatisfied with the attack fire Yan fired in the King of Refining that day.
Tear the space, a terrifying black space crack like a weak spider silk suddenly flashed, scaring the martial spirit. Tear the space, only when the strong King of Refining can use advanced magic or martial arts skills.
If you can't take it head-on, you have to avoid it. This thought flashed through your brain quickly, and Guo Lin's nine arrows were shot in front of you. It was too fast, and this arrow surpassed the speed of sound.
Time seemed to be slowing down. The middle-level martial spirit-refining man watched the death arrow get closer and closer. In a trance, he heard the melodious song, which was the angel of death chanting.
"Chi..." An arrow shot through the head, unbiased. The mid-level martial arts spirit fell to the ground without saying a word.
All of this is described in many ways, but in fact it happens in a flash, killing people's lives in an instant. When the Bow of the Wind was promoted to the top, its power was so terrifying.
The flying blew, with a salty and bloody smell. Everyone else in the seventh degree space was shocked by this thrilling cross-level kill. Even the flying tiger fighting with Meiying made several swords, forcing Meiying to retreat, and then looked sideways.
When he saw his junior brother lying in a pool of blood, he let out an angry roar in his throat. Feihu's eyes were red and said, "Kill him at all costs."
"You should ask for blessings for yourself." Mei Ying said coldly. From the tentative contact just now, he found that the other party's strength was still below him.
Flying tiger was furious and slashed out with a knife. In the dazzling golden sword energy, it was covered with a dark green color, "Go to die."
"This is the first one." A arrow shocked everyone. Guo Lin took the opportunity to call back all nine rays of the wind arrows. Then he quickly threw a few soft alchemy into his mouth. He found that after the rays of the wind arrow advanced, the energy needed to break through the wind was more than twice as much as before.
With his current initial level of spiritual refining, he could barely use two strikes to "nine arrows to fire at the same time" without using soft alchemy.
"Ah!" screamed in shock to Guo Lin. Hearing the sound, he saw another first-level Wu Lianling on the ground squatting down with his stomach covered his stomach and hooked his body. Judging from his trembling body and the blood flowing on the ground, he was very injured.
A strong blow, the man was wearing a middle-grade Longquan armor, but the scorching arrow was a middle-grade third-grade level. With the support of powerful energy, he could easily penetrate it. Under the sensing of his mind, Guo Lin found Chuxue, who pulled the bow into a full moon and was about to shoot the second arrow. Her target was the man who fell to the ground. If this arrow was shot, the latter would be almost the same even if he did not die.
"Snow, the magic refining spirits in the sky." Guo Lin gave an order. The man below had lost his combat power and there was no need to waste his time on him. After refining his physical strength through soft alchemy, Guo Lin used nine arrows to fire at the same time. This time, his target was the intermediate magic refining spirits flying in the sky.
In a few rounds, they lost two combat powers. The remaining three became nervous. They felt that following Feihu came over to kill Meiying today might be a matter that would make them regret it for the rest of their lives.
Before I could think too much, it felt very bad to be attacked and locked. The three people who were driving Fengxiang Technique blessed a Fengxing magic on themselves, and their speed was more than twice as fast as before.
At the same time, he quickly continued to see various powerful medium-grade attack magics emerged from his finger seal's hand. The Vermilion Bird's Wings, Xuanfeng Blade, and Snake-Storm Hurricane all greeted Guo Lin.
Two of the three were intermediate magic refiners, and Guo Lin dared not underestimate their attacks. However, the arrow was already on the string. If he dodged now, he believed that what he would welcome would be a continuous blow. At that time, it would be difficult to fight back again.
Guo Lin gritted his teeth. He did not dodge or dodge. The moment the opponent's magic hit him, he stimulated all the effects of the healing pills in his body. The warm white light wrapped around the body, which was severely damaged continuously, returned to his best condition in the blink of an eye.
"The wind breaks." Guo Lin's face changed, and his cold voice was like a death-hunting spell. With a "buzz...", the nine arrows of the wind were shot out at the same time and shot out. The sound of the sonic boom that tore the air sounded again. Before the sound stopped, the arrow of the wind had already shot through the chest of the mid-level magic spirit refining with a horror face.
"Well", the pain halfway through the sound of his fragile life disappeared. Another arrow killed instantly.
Guo Lin curled a beautiful curve at the corner of his mouth, and smiled coldly and said, "The second one."
"Ah!" With a scream, Chu Xue hit the enemy with another arrow. The first-level magic refining spirit fell down with a scream. The comrades around him fell one by one and fell. The last magic refining spirit remaining was shocked and frightened. However, he, who was born in the seventh-degree space in the center of the continent, did not expect to leave his teammates and run away.
A bunch of blood flowers flew into the air. In his opinion, this was not sad but miserable. In the distance, Feihu and Meiying were fighting in full swing. It seemed that they could only rely on him. The magic spirit slowly flew down and approached Feihu. It seemed that only in this way could we feel a little safe.
But his toes just touched the ground, and the sky and the earth suddenly became cold.
But Jade Meiying swallowed word by word: "The glacier burst!"