A golden flame, like a firework blooming in the dark night, burst instantly not far from Monk Ruoli's chest!

Seeing that the situation was critical, the injured monk Ruoli had to take out a piece of talisman paper, one of the two talismans given to him by Li Xiuyuan.

The thin man who was standing at the front suddenly burst into flames with a roar.

The whole person was so frightened that he flew backwards, but Monk Ruoli did not stop, and then took a picture of the magic talisman at the fat man who rushed after him.

Similarly, the fat man was so frightened that he slashed out his sword among the lightning and flints, and missed the magic talisman shot by Ruoli.

"Brother, help!" At this time, the thin man was already rolling on the ground.

However, he found that even though he was a master in the Void Refining Realm, he could not extinguish the golden flame in his chest.

The thin man who took off his clothes howled desperately and then rolled on the ground.

The fat man was startled and immediately took off his clothes. He didn't care about Monk Ruoli who was not far away from the two of them. Instead, he stepped forward and started waving and slapping.

It's just that once the fire of the divine rune burns, it will be the result of endless death. How can a man in the Void Refining Realm be able to extinguish it.

Seeing that the magic talisman was on fire, Monk Ruoli shouted loudly and thrust out his sword with an astonishing force. The sound of cutting through the air drowned out the whistling river wind, like a life-threatening lightning strike from hell.

A burning sword energy appeared again, filling the space outside the grove.

The Sword of Lihuo, the secret skill of the Holy Land of Snowfield!

The fat man who was putting out the fire for the thin man heard the sound of swords in the wind. He was so frightened that he dropped the clothes in his hands and slashed forward randomly with his long sword.

Then Monk Ruoli's left-hand sword did not slow down, as if it was about to burn the next moment, it slashed towards the fat man.

Because the fat man was in a panic and let his sword energy flow unimpeded, just like cutting off fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

"Seeking death!" The fat man's sword emits a harsh sword energy. This is his strongest move! The thin man is about to die under the magic talisman of Monk Ruoli.

The fat man had to use his strongest move to seriously injure the monk in front of him, and then forced him to extinguish the talisman fire on the thin man.

"Li Huo's Sword!" Although Monk Ruoli was wielding the sword with his left hand, he also sent out a dazzling flaming sword energy, and in an instant he clashed with his opponent's fatal sword!

The fat man shouted loudly: "Kill with one sword!"

After he said "Kill with one sword," a line of blood suddenly smeared in front of Monk Ruoli.

Everything in the night outside the grove was rendered red, and when the red color spread to the Lihuo sword struck by Monk Ruoli, all the flames shattered in an instant, turning into red mist and dissipating

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Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, just like the sword energy that Li Xiuyuan used on the high platform of Tianyun Mountain to stop time.

Everything on the sand outside the grove was still, only the red mist was filling the air.

Everything in front of him condensed into a painting, except for the mist that floated over to Monk Ruoli, threatening to envelop him.

A long moment of silence! Silence!

Even Li Xiuyuan, who was holding a bow outside the wooden shed, was stunned for a moment, wondering if it was a trick used by the monk?

However, a shrill scream broke the silence in front of me!

After struggling desperately to no avail, the thin man with the sound of Fu Huo burned the last energy of his life before he died, turning it into a bloody sword and slashing at Monk Ruoli not far away from him!

The silence in the night is broken!

A bloody sword like hell slashed over. This was true indifference, the coldness of death! It was also the last blow of the thin man before he died!

Countless grains of sand flew up from the wind and turned into countless raindrops!

The next moment, these bright red raindrops combined with the bloody sword in the wind and turned into a terrifying human face. The human face opened a big mouth and whined, trying to engulf the frightened monk!

Ruoli, who was holding a long sword, was now trapped by the fat man's sword energy, like a bird trying to escape from its cage, but it was powerless!

In the next second, Monk Ruoli, whose chest was stained with blood, was about to be swallowed up by this bloody mouth.

There was a sound of "Buzz!", and finally, Li Xiuyuan, who was standing on the sandy slope outside the wooden shed, shot a full-moon arrow amidst Erwa's exclamations!

A black talisman arrow pierced the night, let out a roar, and shot at the thin man's life-burning move!

Kill with one sword!

The blood-filled mouth formed by the terrifying spiritual power of a sword has flown to the top of Monk Ruoli's head. The next moment, he will bite down and devour Monk Ruoli who is covered in blood!

The talisman arrow that pierced the night penetrated all obstacles in an instant, and exploded with a bang above Monk Ruoli's head.

The huge explosion exploded the bloody mouth in mid-air into a blood mist that filled the sky, sending Monk Ruoli and the fat man flying several feet away.

In the huge explosion, no one can escape.

The thin man on the ground burned fiercely in the golden talisman fire. There was no trace of life anymore, and even his soul was burned completely.

Like a divine arrow from hell, Li Xiuyuan shot an arrow at the critical moment to relieve Monk Ruoli's crisis, and also knocked the two of them to the ground at the same time.

The fat man saw his brother die in an instant, without even having time to say hello before he died.

This is the ultimate death of silence!

Monk Ruoli who was lying on the ground was also frightened. He did not expect that the killing arrow shot by Li Xiuyuan was so powerful.

Regardless of whether it was his own Lihuo sword technique or his opponent's bloody sword attack, not to mention whether he could kill his opponent or not, under Li Xiuyuan's divine arrow, the two of them were bound to die!

The two sword energy met in the air and made another roar, then disappeared into the vast night, without causing any harm to the two of them.

Because after the two of them were blown away by the huge explosion, the two deadly sword energies were able to meet and slash each other in the air!

The cold river wind blew, and the rich and pungent smell of blood filled every inch of the land.

In the blazing fire, the fat man could no longer identify his brother's body.

Even the masters of the Void Refining Realm cannot support the ultimate kill of the Talisman Arrow!

Whether it was Monk Ruoli, the fat man, or the dead thin man, all three of them underestimated the ability of the young man sitting in the shed drinking wine and eating meat!

Even with an ordinary iron bow, it can easily kill all monks in the Fusion Realm.

Death is silent.

There was no sound in the vast night to break the silence, only the beeping of the talisman.

A smile appeared on Monk Ruoli's lips and the corners of his mouth moved: "I'll just say..."

However, before he finished speaking, the fat man lying on the ground rolled towards the woods like a kicked watermelon.

He was surprised by Monk Ruoli's fighting ability even though he was seriously injured, and he was surprised by the young man who aimed a bow at him in the night.

At this time, he just wanted to save his life and get out of here quickly.

In an instant, the fat man rolled out dozens of feet like a black smoke, galloping further away, even leaving behind the horse tied to the river.

"Monk, this matter is not over yet. I will find you one day..."

In the vast night mist, a fat man's unwilling roar came out, which sounded to Ruoli's ears like a ghost cry from hell.

"We can't let him run away!" Ruoli yelled in desperation.

"Buzz!" a string sounded, and once again a black lightning pierced the night fog and flew towards the fat man who had already sprinted hundreds of feet!

When Monk Ruoli came back to his senses, it was already too late to catch up.

So he had no choice but to ask Li Xiuyuan for help.

I hope that Li Xiuyuan, who is holding an iron bow, can keep his opponent by the Tongtian River forever, and eliminate future troubles for him and Li Xiuyuan.

Once the arrow of the divine talisman is shot, there will be a result. This arrow was the great priest of the grassland who was able to kill Li Xiuyuan from a distance of several miles on the battlefield in the southern border of the five regions when he was a boy!

Countless years have passed, and even a monk in the Fusion Realm cannot stop the arrow he shoots now.

Then the black lightning pierced the running fat man, and the monk in the Void Refining Realm also fell to the ground.

A talisman's fire burned into a blazing flame in the night fog, stunning Monk Ruoli who was lying on the ground, and frightening the couple who were leaning outside the shed door.

After a brilliant battle, the night had lost all its luster, and the night fog descended again.

The cold river wind blew across the Tongtian River, and the bloody smell in the night wind gradually faded away.

Li Xiuyuan put away his iron bow, moved forward, put away the space ring and long sword on the ground, looked at Ruoli not far away and smiled lightly.

"Do you want that person's stuff? If you don't want it, I'll take it too!" After saying that, he gestured and rushed forward.

"Fart! Who said no more!"

After saying this, Ruoli turned into a shadow and silently walked towards the burning fat man.

He was seriously injured and could no longer run, but he still wanted to collect the space ring.

In less than half an hour, everything settled.

Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan walked towards Cuihua and Erwa who were stunned.

Pointing at the two horses at the door, he smiled and said, "This is for you!" After saying that, he waved his hand and threw the thin man's long sword into the Tongtian River not far away.

Cuihua looked at the spotless Li Xiuyuan, while boiling water and making tea, she patted her chest and tried to calm down her shocked expression.

Erwa came over, sat down on the table with one hand, and said in a daze: "If it weren't for my little brother, the monk would have died here."

Li Xiuyuan looked at the two of them and smiled: "It's okay. Counting this time, the monk already owes me two lives."

Cuihua sighed, looked at the horse outside the door and said with a smile: "It's good now, I even save money on buying the horse."
To be continued...