Flying towards the sun and slashing

Freckles passed through a dazzling arc in mid-air, his arms crossed across his chest, and the two daggers closed inward like scissors, heading straight for the black baboon's neck.

He received news from Gordon and lurked here for a long time. The black baboon escaped from his hands and had to end in his hands. No matter how much he wanted to be an ordinary person, Qi Ya's blood always flowed in his bones. He had to match

To have such a bloodline.

The flame knife struck, and the air made a "chichi" burning sound, illuminating the black baboon's face. Only then did Freckles see the person behind the black baboon clearly.

Saffron's eyes were empty, and she grasped the saddle stiffly, and the red hair on her forehead drooped lifelessly, like a cluster of extinguished embers.

How could it be red-haired? He was exposed? He was held hostage? How to save him? In just a short moment, many thoughts flashed through Freckles' mind. Previously, his attention had been focused on the black baboon, coupled with the fast horse galloping, the sight at night

It was blurry, and the tall and burly body of the black baboon blocked the viewing angle, so that he mistook the crocus for a horse thief.

The dark wind blew violently, and the shadow of a huge python suddenly jumped out from the side. The scarlet snake letter whipped like a whip and lashed out towards the two daggers.

Psychic Technique Freckles' expression remained unchanged. Gordon had sent him news that the Qi Ya family also had a secret method to reduce the damage caused by Psychic Techniques.

He opened his lips, and the small bag of liquid in his mouth was bitten through the film, and ejected out of the mouth, hitting the python shadow first.

The liquid is derived from Qi Ya's original formula, which is mixed with an old woman's menstrual blood, a boy's first urine, and the blood of a heterogeneous black dog. It can greatly weaken the atmosphere of the other world, preventing hallucinations and shaking the spiritual will.

Immediately afterwards, the firebird totem in Freckles' body flapped its wings crazily, and the source of power burned violently. The two daggers burst into flames, as if they turned into the burning giant wings of the firebird, burning the surrounding air like waves. His continuous

The technique was activated instantly, and the source of power was like a surging tide, flowing towards the short sword in an endless stream.

"Boom" where the snake letter and the dagger collided, a turbulent wave was set off. The flames kept shining and then extinguished, turning into balls of white steam.

Freckles groaned, blood spurted from his throat, and he was blown away far away. He was in mid-air, and with a flick of his hands, two daggers shot out one after the other.

"Dang" the black baboon swung his scimitar and shot down the first dagger. The other dagger went straight between his eyebrows and was blocked by his murderous aura. The dagger fell to the ground exhausted.

Seeing that the distance between the two parties was getting farther, Freckles had no chance to take action anymore. Suddenly, the heels of his feet collided with each other, and more than ten thin rays of cold light shot out from the soles of the boots, covering the black baboon.

This blow was so unexpected that a gust of wind only shook out the sleeves of the robe, catching most of the cold light, and several sharp needles flew past the sleeves like fish that slipped through the net.

"Swish, swish, swish." The black baboon trembled and said nothing. Three sharp needles were inserted into his shoulders, waist and thighs respectively. He could have avoided one of them, but the young man behind him was bound to be hit by the needles, so he had no choice but to resist.

let.

Blood splashed on Saffron's face, like hot sparks. He jolted suddenly, as if waking up from a nightmare, and the freckles' figure just passed the edge of his vision.

With the roar of a gust of wind, a giant python rushed after Freckles, its scales bloomed angrily, and its lantern-sized python eyes flashed with a violent and bloodthirsty green light. "Thirty meters - ten meters - five meters...

..." The python shadow kept coming closer, and it was like a real fishy wind that made Freckles unable to breathe.

Suddenly, a gust of dizziness came into his mind, the horse was spinning in a daze, and his eardrums were ringing slightly. He used psychic skills repeatedly tonight, which was excessively exhausted, and he was not familiar with the secret method of restoring mental power. All of a sudden, he was exhausted.

, the point where the spiritual world is exhausted.

The python's shadow disintegrated half a meter behind Freckles, turned into scattered fragments, and disappeared. Only then did the dozens of horse thieves behind the black baboon react, aim at Freckles, roar and shoot arrows.

A shining steel wire shot out from Freckles' hand and wrapped around the battlements of the city wall. He jumped up, used his footsteps on the wall to gain strength, and ran toward the city head with a "thump, thump, thump," while all the arrows he chased missed.

"He is not a secret guard, he is a professional killer." Gust of Wind looked up at the freckles climbing up the city. The horse rushed out of the city gate and instantly threw Crescent City behind.

"Hiding needles in the soles of boots is indeed a tactic of professional killers." The black baboon pulled out the bloody sharp needles on his thighs, and his muscles trembled slightly. He felt that the young man behind him also trembled.

"No, he has an accomplice, so be careful." Xiufeng glanced at the scattered oasis vegetation around him and shouted alertly.

"They are coming." Sinbad turned the monocular lookout, and dozens of whip-cracking horse thieves broke into the lens.

"I saw it." Gordon lay down behind a raised bush, squinting his left eye, and replied calmly. The crossbow was placed flat on his left arm, the string was fully drawn, and his finger was hooked on the trigger. He had held on

This posture lasted twenty minutes without any change. The continuous practice of Zangyuan style allowed Gordon to integrate into the "quiet as stone" assassination mood anytime and anywhere, as naturally as breathing.

Beside him, Artest and Tracy were squatting on the ground, holding several horses in one hand and weapons in the other, staring closely at the horse thieves who were getting closer and closer.

The dust was flying, and the horse thieves passed through the Populus euphratica forest, flew along the Crescent River, and headed straight for the Guimi Desert.

A gust of wind opened the way first, and the black baboon was half a horse behind him. Behind him were about thirty horse thieves. The rest were either killed or separated in the city.

Gordon's arrowhead moved with the horse thief. He let go of the most difficult gust of wind and aimed at the black baboon. The opponent's whip movement was slow and stiff, and he was obviously injured. There was also a person sitting behind him, so he must dodge.

inconvenient.

The sound of hoofbeats gradually sounded, and in an instant, the horse thief galloped more than a hundred meters diagonally opposite them. Gordon stared at the black baboon. The terrain was undulating, and the figure on the horse swayed accordingly, making it extremely difficult to aim.

This is also the first time Gordon has performed dynamic sniping in actual combat.

The horse ran through a dense bush of wattle trees, and the starlight filtered through the branches and leaves, illuminating the surrounding area with dappled light and dark. When passing by the bright light, Gordon clearly saw several clusters of dark blood stains on the black baboon's short robe.

The two sides were seventy meters apart. The sight, crossbow arrow, and target were in a straight line. Gordon calmly pulled the trigger, and the crossbow arrow shot out suddenly. Gordon saw the horse still galloping forward, and the starlight flashed past the person behind the black baboon. It was Crocus.

Hong Mao successfully penetrated into the horse thief? Gordon was surprised and set another arrow on his head, feeling admiration in his heart.

At this time, the roar of the arrow breaking through the air had just begun. The arrow flashed, and at a high speed that could not be avoided, it instantly penetrated the black baboon's ribs, bringing with it a rain of blood.
Chapter completed!