Because Guo Lin's first target was surprisingly powerful, this surprise attack did not have the expected effect. Mei Ying and Huo Yanyan each dragged the two to fight further and further. Soon, Guo Lin's surroundings became empty.
"Who is it?" The man who had just pulled out two arrows from his body was extremely strong, and his huge and high-profile biceps were like a copper hammer and iron, making his Longquan armor bulge out. A sound of a bull's nose was spit out. The other two magic spirits wearing storm robe quickly retreated behind him and sought protection.
"Jingsong, he can sing a lion demon, be careful." The singer who spoke was thin, his thighs were almost thinner than Jingsong's arms. His appearance was clean, not handsome, nor ugly.
Another Dharma Refining Spirit with long hair and a bun on his head also spoke: "Who are you? Do you have a grudge against us? Why did you attack us?"
Guo Lin shook his head and smiled, "The person in the seventh degree space doesn't even know his wanted criminal. He deserves to die here."
"Who are you?" Jing Song snorted coldly, pulling out a pair of heavy axes from his waist.
Guo Lin's eyes fell on the silver-white axe that emitted a hint of cold air: "What is the name of a very good weapon?"
Jing Song said proudly: "Ice Axe, medium-grade third-level." This battle axe was purchased by him for two thousand days of refining coins. It was heavy and felt. It was suitable for a man like him. Over the years, I have killed many people with this ice axe. In his opinion, the young man in front of him would be somewhat afraid when he heard that he had issued the battle axe. After all, a mid-grade third-level weapon is rarely seen in this place that is barely considered the edge of the Demon Realm. However, he was disappointed.
Not only was Guo Lin not afraid, but he even had a little excited eyes. "Oh? The middle-grade third-level, it's really a good thing. I want it." This was very calm, but to the three people in the seventh-degree space, they were extremely arrogant and too arrogant.
Guo Lin ordered to the Long Guard beside him: "Chuxue, shoot the man on his left, aim at the heart, and don't shoot the belly."
"Yes, master." Chu Xue raised her wrist lightly, and Chu Xue stuck to the scorching arrow and landed on the transparent spider silk strings. With a gentle pull, the entire bow was immediately pulled into a full moon shape. In an instant, the air seemed to be burned. Even Guo Lin, who is Chu Xue's owner, faintly felt the pain of the burning of his skin.
Looking from Jing Song's fear of brown pupils, Long Wei Chuxue was burning with raging fire all over his body. The flames surrounded her, but she was unharmed. At this moment, Chuxue was like the goddess of fire. She was like a god who had been in a high position for a long time, and her every move exuded a noble temperament, which was sacred and inviolable.
At this moment, the three people in the seven-degree space felt humble in their hearts. The humbleness in their souls could not help but kneel down and surrender to her. In the midst of their minds, the scorching arrow turned into a fire dragon and rushed out from the bowstrings at an extremely fast speed. A crazy dragon was vaguely roaring.
With a "singing", the sound just sounded and came into the ears of everyone. Blood shot out from the man's chest. The blow that shot through the heart was too late to restore the world even if there was a divine pill. One white halo after another suddenly appeared from the body of the magic refining spirit, but it was useless. The heart was pierced, and the medicinal power of the healing pill could not be transported to the whole body. He was destined to die.
Sure enough, this magic refining spirit slowly softened, and a pair of unwilling eyes flashed with nostalgia and reluctance for life. Finally, it slowly faded until it disappeared.
Guo Lin's pupils shrank, and Chuxue's attack was stronger than any other moment in the past. He, whose soul power was much higher than that of his peers, captured the subtle dragon roar. Staring at the blood-red wound that bloomed like flowers, Guo Lin's face showed a meditative look.
But then, a cold white light flashed in front of him. Guo Lin was shocked and stepped out horizontally to the side. Then the middle-grade body movement was used like the wind. The slightest slightest, accompanied by several broken hairs, Guo Lin hid away.
"Damn it." Jing Song said in anger, with a strong murderous intent flashing in his eyes. He clearly captured the other party's trace of loss of consciousness, but he still let him dodge. The attack just now was called the Lightning Slash, which was medium-grade second level. It was as fast as thunder and lightning. It was hard for ordinary people to avoid it. It was Jing Song's distinguished ability and a skill of fame. After his brother was killed by the other party in seconds, Jing Song directly used the most powerful attack. But he was still avoided.
"It's a great axe technique, but unfortunately, you met me." Guo Lin smiled very gently, but those who know him should know that whenever he showed it to others with this smile, it means that he was going to kill someone.
Guo Lin gave Long Wei another order, "Chuxue, another one, shoot him." He wanted to deal with this guy by himself.
Guo Lin took a few steps back, widened the distance from Jing Song, and had a faint smile on his face: "Don't let me down, let me see how strong you are." As he said that, he pulled out two gusts of wind from the pocket of the arrow behind him. Of course, Guo Lin could directly use nine arrows to shoot at the same time. However, after finally meeting an interesting opponent, isn't it too boring to kill him like this?
The bow was bent and the arrow was completed in one go. "The wind broke." He slowly spit out three words, and the surging wind-attribute energy suddenly surged out from Guo Lin's body like a tide. A hurricane blew across where Guo Lin was. With a crisp sound of "buzz...", the wind-attack arrow shot towards Jingsong.
The big man had a cold expression. He felt the powerful energy contained in this attack. At that moment, all the cultivation power in the meridians was drawn out by him and gathered into his hands. The ice axe shot out dazzling bright light.
"Cool." The sound of tearing the air and breaking through the air suddenly rang out. The two of them were only more than ten meters apart, and the arrow of the wind, which was comparable to the speed of sound, arrived in front of Jing Song in the blink of an eye.
"Ah!" He roared, swung two dazzling battle axes, and slashed across the wind's bow. With a "boom!", a huge and powerful energy exploded at the intersection of the sharp arrow and the axe blade. The cold ice attributes belonging to the ice axe and the violent wind attribute energy of the wind's arrow intertwined and swallowed each other. Another explosion, and a small shock wave swept across the ground.
Guo Lin took five steps back, and Jing Song took ten steps back before stopping. The two arrows were fired at once. Although Guo Lin consumed a lot of energy, it was much less than when he used nine arrows at once. He was still looking at his face and his heart was not beating. Seeing Jing Song, who was panting like a cow, the smile on his face became deeper.
"Is this your limit?" Guo Lin shook his head and quickly recalled the storm arrow shot out before, and said with a smile, "I thought you would surprise me." After saying that, three sky blue arrows were placed on the bowstring at the same time by Guo Lin.
Under Jing Song's terrified gaze, the wind-attribute energy in the air gathered overwhelmingly on Guo Lin's body. Three sharp arrows aimed at him flashed out a cold light.