From time to time, one person darts left and right, leaving a trail of afterimages behind him, like a big snake swaying very fast on the official road.
The other figure was lying on the ground, curled up slightly, and kept pressing his hands on the ground. From a distance, it looked like a projectile bouncing rapidly on the ground.
These two people are undoubtedly the best at dodging arrows.
Unless it is an archery army of hundreds of people, it is probably possible to use a covering strike to hit these two practitioners. How can one archer lock down the next position of these two practitioners and hit these two practitioners?
A practitioner?
Lei Jing, a female cultivator from the Qingyuan County Sheriff's Mansion, had already had the idea of chasing the two cultivators at this moment, because she had also realized that the original archer had been killed, and the one who was shooting the arrow at this moment had been replaced.
She killed someone. But at this moment, she felt clear in her heart that for the entire battle situation, that archer was extremely important and must not be killed.
However, before Lei Jing could really move, in the perception of all the practitioners, a chilling aura suddenly appeared in the sky.
All practitioners know that the archer who came out of nowhere has already fired his arrow at this moment.
All the practitioners' eyes couldn't help but focus on the two practitioners who were advancing rapidly.
What was shocking was that a black metal arrow accurately locked onto the snake-shaped cultivator and landed on that cultivator!
In the hands of the cultivator were two ivory-like short knives.
At this moment, the extremely shocked cultivator used both swords to strike at the black metal arrow. However, the arrow was too fast, and the two blades only touched the arrow.
In a flash of dazzling fire, the violently rotating metal arrow still pierced the cultivator's body heavily.
"puff!"
The cultivator gave a heavy meal and did not fall down. However, his forward momentum was completely restrained and he knelt down on the ground. However, a black arrow tip came out from his back with a puff of blood.
come out.
A more intense shock appeared in the eyes of the thin practitioner with extremely fast sword skills.
This thin practitioner with a black mask and extremely fast swordsmanship is the spy leader Zhen Kuai who separated from Xu Qiubai after Biluo Ling. He followed clues all the way from Zhongzhou City to here. He is also the leader of the presidential assassination.
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He knew very well that although the archer Wu Quan on their side could not compare with the first archer in Biluoling like Xu Qiubai, he was already one of the top archers in Da Mang. However, at this moment, this archer
The archer who killed Wu Quan was even stronger than Wu Quan!
Such a judgment only flashed through Zhen Kuai's mind.
In the sky, another chilling aura has arrived.
The second practitioner, who kept exerting force on the ground with both hands and kept rushing forward at extremely fast speeds, raised his head in shock.
Then he found that he had been locked by a falling black metal arrow.
This is a unique feeling that only practitioners have.
It felt like I had been locked in position by the opponent's blow, but I was unable to dodge it.
Because the speed of perception is always higher than the speed of the body.
He was horrified to feel the black metal arrow falling, piercing hard from his left shoulder. He felt the violently rotating arrow cluster tearing apart his internal organs, causing blood to spurt out from his body, causing his vitality and vitality to rise.
The energy was lost rapidly.
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Many Yunqin heavy-armored sergeants who were rushing to kill at the risk of life and death looked at the two fallen practitioners, and watched the two branches falling and piercing the bodies of the two practitioners. They could only see the black metal arrows clearly. Although
I felt that this archer was most likely also a Da Mang practitioner, but Yun Qin advocated bravery. When they saw the two previous practitioners running so fast that in their eyes they could only see a fleeting shadow and Feng Chen, they were directly hit by two arrows.
Knocked down cleanly, most of them let out a roar of applause.
Lei Jing's body froze on the spot, and the shock in her eyes exceeded the joy.
She can only be sure that during the years she was at Thunder College, there was no student in Thunder College whose archery skills could reach such a level.
Zhen Kuai's body also paused slightly at this moment.
Some chills began to emerge from his heart... He knew that from now on, the battle situation was completely beyond his control.
From now on, you can only use death to pile up the death of your opponent.
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Zhantai Qiantang naturally didn't know Lin Xi's identity at this moment, but these two arrows made his originally somewhat gloomy eyes suddenly light up.
He was originally slightly curled up, but his body seemed to have some strength and he stood up straight.
The moment he stood up straight, his indigo sword stabbed a practitioner who jumped toward him.
This practitioner was also holding a long knife. Under the infusion of soul power, many red sparks kept coming out of the black simple long knife.
"Zheng!"
The indigo light pierced the long knife with sparks flying around, making an extremely harsh metal collision sound.
The practitioner accurately used the thickest part of the blade to block the stabbing tip.
However, at the next moment, the long sword filled with his surging soul power was still unable to block Zhantai Qantang's sword, and it broke at the tip of the sword.
The indigo long sword continued to move forward at an alarming speed among the broken metal fragments, piercing the practitioner's flesh and blood.
"Boom!"
When the tip of the sword pierced the practitioner's flesh and blood, it did not make a smooth cut of flesh and blood, but instead made a dull and hard impact sound, like a giant wood hitting dozens of layers of kraft paper.
As soon as the cultivator let out a muffled drink, all exposed skin instantly turned into vermilion.
The indigo long sword was inserted into his body for a foot, but it was stuck for a moment and could not come out.
A trace of sadness appeared in Zhantai Qiantang's bright eyes.
This is a high-level cultivator from Thousand Demons Cave... Thousand Demons Cave was originally under the control of Li Ku, and he should be loyal to him and a new prosperous world. However, at this moment, this cultivator from Thousand Demons Cave has become
The weapon against him.
Zhantai Qiantang took a quick breath in a touch of sadness, because he knew that the most tragic moment of this battle had arrived.
A cultivator who was charging into the heavy armored cavalry formation suddenly paused.
The black clothes on his body were rapidly inflating as if inflated.
Seeing the stagnation of the cultivator, a school officer roared loudly, clamped the horse's body with both legs, and with a heavy spear in his hand, he took advantage of the opponent's figure and sprinted fiercely at the cultivator's body.
On the body.
However, what made the school official's pupils shrink instantly was that the practitioner, who was originally holding a strange-shaped serrated knife, just took a step back.
The tip of the spear in his hand pierced the clothes of the cultivator, but failed to penetrate the flesh and blood of the cultivator.
In just this breath, all the black clothes on this cultivator tore apart, split open by the bulging muscles and blood vessels under his clothes.
The figure of this cultivator suddenly became huge. In an instant, it became as big as two ordinary people. His exposed skin all turned black, and his blood veins bulged and swollen.
Like twisted runes, they appear on the surface of the skin.
"Magic transformation!"
As soon as such words appeared in the school officer's mind, blood spurted out of his mouth and he flew backwards.
Not only him, but also the horses under him were violently thrown backwards.
In Lin Xi's eyes, this cultivator from Purgatory Mountain who had transformed like a Hulk was like a tank, crushing him all the way, and then his hands fell on the chain connected to the indigo sword.
He had long seen the magical transformation of this cultivator, but after firing two arrows, he never took action.
Because the medicine to restrain demonic transformation is the top secret of Qingluan Academy, although he always carries it close to his body, it is naturally impossible to use it in such a place, and his hands also need a certain amount of recovery time.
The most important thing is that Yunqin's control over practitioners is extremely strict. The secret library of the officials is originally dedicated to recording the information and whereabouts of practitioners. Not only the practices of some practitioners in the court and among the people are not erratic,
Their actions and specific whereabouts will be recorded, and even some repeat offenders, their general cultivation base and some key information will be constantly updated.
It is not easy for practitioners to enter Yunqin from the border between Damang and Yunqin. However, among the current group of practitioners, there are not only practitioners from Thousand Demon Cave, but also elite disciples of Purgatory Mountain who can control demonic transformations... Such
The lineup and such strength made Lin Xi certain that Zhantai Qiantang's identity was extraordinary, and Lin Xi also felt that such a person could not be easily killed.
So he can wait for a more necessary opportunity to take action again.
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The cultivator from Purgatory Mountain who had mastered the magic transformation held the chain connected to the indigo sword with both hands.
At the same time, a practitioner flew up.
This practitioner is like a legendary demon, with black mist lingering around him.
A huge black flag, embroidered with a huge ghostly rune, was like a flying carpet, carrying him up.
At this moment, the edge of this huge black flag rolled down, like a tent, covering Zhantai Qiantang.
In an instant, countless airflows hit the "black tent", and countless strange-shaped bulges were washed out on the flag, as if countless ghosts were pressing their faces to the flag, trying to get out from inside.
"boom!"
At the same time, the soul power of the demon-transformed cultivator from Purgatory Mountain shook violently in his hands, and a ball of black brilliance exploded. He had already started wrestling with the original soul power with the chain!
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