"A bold madman dares to commit murder in broad daylight and the world is clear. How can he not be arrested as soon as possible?"
I saw a emerald yellow figure rising into the sky, flying out of the mountain forest as nimbly as a yellow bird. Peak 23S.
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You don't need to look at it to know that it must have been Sang Heng, a Legalist genius who was so passionate that he healed his scars and forgot about the pain, and wanted to be a chivalrous woman!
"This girl!"
Wu Ming rubbed his forehead in annoyance, carefully packed up the divine arm crossbow, and lay down among the rocks to respond.
Moreover, this is also a good opportunity to watch the battles of artistic conception masters!
"Where did this yellow-haired girl come from? Brothers, take her back to me and make her my wife!"
Everyone fighting at the foot of the mountain was shocked by the sudden appearance of Sang Heng. Zhao Guihu's eyes lit up and he laughed lustfully.
"Bold maniac, seeking death!"
Sang Heng's angry eyebrows stood up, and he slashed with the sword in his hand. The meteor-like sword energy turned into little bits of cold light, and instantly enveloped several good bandits.
"No, this girl is a warrior of artistic conception! She is hiding..."
Zhao Guihu stared with strange eyes, realizing that Sang Heng was not easy to mess with, but it was a pity that he warned him too late.
Several screams rang out in the field, and the bandits blocking the road were instantly killed and wounded several people. The other bandits were so shocked that they dispersed in a large area.
"Seeking death! The ghost tiger is chasing the soul!"
Zhao Guihu's evil aura was overwhelming. He forced Yang Boyi back with a fierce blow, and then raised his sword to slash him from a distance.
Ouch!
Just hearing a violent tiger roar, the invisible spiritual energy of heaven and earth was grasped by a strong will, and suddenly turned into a black tiger shadow. It roared with a bloody mouth, swallowed a foot long terrifying sword energy in its mouth, and rushed towards Sangheng.
"Be careful, girl, this is Zhao Guihu's trick! Leave quickly and run for your life!"
Yang Boyi shouted loudly, but he was blocked by several bandits at the peak of his Qi Realm, and he was unable to get close for a while.
"Appear with intention!"
Sang Heng's beautiful eyes suddenly shrank, she didn't dare to confront him head-on, and hurriedly used her body skills to dodge.
Boom!
Almost instantly, the black tiger sword flashed past Sang Heng's figure, plowing more than ten meters of ravines on the ground, causing dust to fly for a while!
"Hey, it turns out to be the Yi Ye Zhui Qiu footwork of the Sang family!"
Zhao Guihu exclaimed, with a flash of fear in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "For the sake of the Sang family, I won't embarrass you today, so leave quickly!"
"Hmph, since you know that I am a member of the Sang family, you should know that my Sang family adheres to Legalist principles. How can I allow you to commit murder here?"
Although Sang Heng's tone was loud, he was not as reckless as before. He held the sword in front of him and assumed a mysterious posture, with a ethereal and agile aura looming around him!
"Huh, I'm trying to save face for the Sang family, but I'm not afraid of you, a yellow-haired girl. Since you want to die, just keep your life alive!"
Zhao Guihu laughed ferociously and struck out fiercely with the tiger-headed ghost sword.
Hooooo!
The ghost tiger carving on the handle of the knife let out low roars, and combined with the copper ring on the tip of the knife, it actually made a howling sound like a ghost crying and a wolf howling!
"Girl, be careful, this is Zhao Guihu's top magic weapon, Minghu Ghost Cry, which is most disturbing to people's minds!"
Yang Boyi shouted while fighting with several bandits.
"How can demons and demons disturb the clear sun and moon of my Dharma?"
Sang Heng's pretty face was slightly cold, and the aura on his body was concentrated to the extreme. He suddenly scolded and swung his sword to kill.
Buzz!
The sword energy was as powerful as the moon and as majestic as the sun. Its momentum actually surpassed that of Zhao Guihu, who was two levels higher than himself. The sword energy was like the sun and the moon, circling and slashing down quickly!
"You stinky girl who doesn't know how to live or die, watch her move!"
A fierce light flashed in Zhao Guihu Monster's eyes, and he violently shook the tiger-headed ghost sword. Relying on his advanced cultivation, he slashed it down with one strike without dodging.
Boom!
Amidst the ear-piercing explosions of gold and iron, the Sun and Moon Sword Qi collapsed, throwing up large amounts of sand and dust, and two figures flew out at the same time.
"Damn it, it's actually a spiritual soldier!"
Zhao Guihu glanced at the gap the size of a grain of rice on the knife with great distress, and pounced on it again.
"snort!"
Sang Heng was happy and undaunted, and climbed forward.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
Two masters of artistic conception, one with superb cultivation and the other with a spiritual weapon, ended up fighting to a draw in a short period of time.
"Captain Yang, with the help of this girl, we can defeat the Huya Bandits, let's go together!"
With this help, all the bodyguards felt like they had been given a shot of blood and fought hard.
Especially several stronger bandits were suppressed by Yang Boyi, and the situation became one-sided.
"hateful!"
Zhao Guihu roared angrily, but for the moment he could do nothing to help Sang Heng, who held the spiritual weapon Xingyue Sword and had flexible movements.
As I watched, the bandits were killed one by one. If this continues, they will face the siege of two artistic conception masters!
"Girl, let me help you, Zhao Guihu will take his life!"
At this moment, Yang Boyi exploded violently, beating several bandit masters until they vomited blood, and struck Zhao Guihu directly with a knife in the air.
"Well done, am I afraid of you?"
Zhao Guihu showed no fear at all, and slashed down with the tiger-headed ghost sword.
There was a loud bang, and Yang Boyi's sword was thrown back, causing the man to stumble back.
As a master of the artistic conception in the third realm, who can manifest his body with his mind, his strength completely overwhelms Yang Boyi, who uses his mind to control his energy in the second realm, and he does not have any spiritual soldiers at his disposal.
"Haha, take your life!"
Zhao Guihu won't spare anyone, and is ready to take advantage of the situation to kill everyone.
"Stop being so arrogant!"
Sang Heng scolded and raised his sword.
Facing Zhao Guihu, whose strength is much higher than his own, in order to rescue Yang Boyi, he has to choose to fight hard!
Just when she stepped forward, Yang Boyi, who seemed to be surging with blood and unsteady, had a cold light flash in his eyes, raised his knife and slashed wildly, directly taking out the white and tender neck that was looming under her hair!
At the same time, several bandits who had been injured by Yang Boyi jumped into the escorts with unparalleled moves. With the sudden betrayal of several of them, the most powerful escorts actually killed most of them instantly!
When Sang Heng sensed the danger coming from behind and was forced by Zhao Guihu from the front, he had no time to dodge.
But there was only a flash of panic in her beautiful eyes, and a pale silver brilliance flashed around her body, and the scale-like treasure armor could be vaguely seen flashing away in the gauze skirt!
call out!
At the moment when the sword energy fell, a harsh sound broke through the air, followed by a black star-like sharp light, which went straight to Yang Boyi's heart.
"not good!"
After all, Yang Boyi was a veteran artistic conception master. When he noticed the cold behind his back, he tried to reverse the sword move and his blood was unstable, so he suddenly turned around and slashed back with the sword.
Tsk!
In the heart-wrenching explosion of gold and iron, scattered sparks flew everywhere, shattering the Qi shield on Yang Boyi's body, leaving stains of blood.
Because they were too close, some of them even affected Sang Heng, but they were only hit on the body. Under the broken gauze skirt, a suit of treasure armor was exposed, unscathed!
It turns out that after suffering a big loss from Wu Ming, this girl had the extra wisdom to wear the armor close to her body!
This is one of the reasons why she is not afraid of Zhao Guihu!
Boom!
Zhao Guihu's killing move came in an instant, and Sang Heng fought hard with it, causing a large wave of air and flying backwards with a groan.
Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene.
Especially the bodyguard who was killed and wounded by his own brothers is simply unacceptable. This is a fact!
"Kill, leave no one behind!"
Zhao Guihu shouted ferociously, no longer retaining his strength, and attacked Sang Heng again.
Even though Sang Heng possesses precious armor and spiritual weapons, he believes that with his own strength, he can definitely kill him.
The only thing that scares him is the person who shoots arrows in the dark!
Although he did not face him directly, he was able to repel Yang Boyi with one arrow, which shows that he was extremely powerful and could at least threaten him!
"Boss Yang, your Yangjia Zhenwei Bodyguard Bureau is considered a righteous force. Why did you collude with the Huya Bandits?"
Sang Heng scolded him repeatedly, wielding a sword in an airtight manner, and started fighting again with his body skills.
"Huh, so what if there is collusion, it won't be spread anyway..."
Yang Boyi was shocked by the arrow and his energy and blood surged. He hadn't recovered yet. He just wanted to gather his energy and find the person who fired the arrow.
But at the next moment, another arrow shot out!
"Damn it, you hidden rat, get out of here!"
Yang Boyi tried his best to block it, but felt that the energy and blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and there was a faint sign of internal injury.
Phew!
A barrage of sharp arrows came one after another, shocking Yang Boyi, a master of second-level artistic conception, to internal injuries.
"I found you! You're a little bastard!"
But Yang Boyi also followed the direction of the arrow and found Wu Ming's location.
The short distance of a hundred feet is nothing to the Yi Jing warrior. A few swipes can almost make him attack with his true energy.
Faced with the artistic conception master whose murderous intent was soaring, Wu Ming retreated in a panic, even shaking an arrow to the ground, and hurriedly took the arrow and put it into the crossbow.
"A mere crossbow can actually hurt me. Die!"
When Yang Boyi saw the divine arm crossbow on Wu Ming's arm, he was so shocked and angry that he didn't even recognize the divine arm crossbow!
But when he was on guard, as a warrior of artistic conception, his speed of dodge and move was far beyond Wu Ming's aim, and he never found a chance to take action.
In the distance, Sang Heng, who knew Wu Ming had taken action, was distracted from time to time to observe, and found that he was in danger. He was very anxious, but was stopped by Zhao Guihu, and he was almost injured!
"It's you who died!"
Just when Yang Boyi raised his sword high and concentrated his moves to a fixed point, preparing to kill Wu Ming with one strike, Wu Ming suddenly raised his head and raised his divine arm crossbow, and was pulled upright like a full moon in an instant.
Buzz!
A star flashed through the sky and arrived!
"Just because..."
Yang Boyi sneered disdainfully, and just about to use his body skills to avoid it, he suddenly found that the arrow was many times faster than before.
The fierce and sharp aura wrapped around it made his hair suddenly stand on end, and a terrifying thought flashed through his mind.
"Broken Gang Arrow!"
As the thought flashed through his mind, the black Po Gang arrow shattered the body like a meteor and penetrated the Qi shield.
The terrifying speed caused a terrifying blood hole as thick as a child's arm to appear on his chest near his heart.
However, the trend of the Po Gang Arrow continued unabated, shooting out from behind him in a flash, piercing a bandit from a distance and piercing deeply into the ground.
"God...God's arm...crossbow! How is that possible?"
The terrifying sword moves collapsed, and the tall stump collapsed. Yang Boyi stared at the divine arm crossbow on Wu Ming's arm with unblinking eyes.
"Hmph, if it weren't for the purpose of killing you with one blow, I wouldn't waste all my strength trying to lure you into taking the bait!"
Wu Ming took a cold breath, took a deep breath, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
It turned out that he knew that although the divine arm crossbow could threaten the innately strong, his own cultivation was too weak. Even if he pulled the divine arm crossbow forcefully, he might not be able to kill Yang Boyi.
That’s why he was paralyzed by the previous few arrows, and finally killed with one hit of Po Gang Arrow!