At this point, Yan Xiaoliu already sensed that something was wrong. He slowly stood up and walked to the masked man in white. He placed one hand on the official sword at his side and stared at the person in front of him tightly.
hey-hey...
Looking at the middle-aged scholar with a beard and wearing coarse cloth in front of him, the masked man smiled, and the hand that had been hanging by his side, shaking from time to time, suddenly stretched forward.
"This game! I must...!"
"Old Wei!" Yan Xiaoliu failed to follow the masked man's movements and bumped into him. The official sword in his hand had already been unsheathed.
Snapped!
A clear voice sounded. Mr. Wei never blinked his eyes or moved his body. He always had a faint smile on his lips and put his hands behind his back. He was wearing a black robe with a red inner front and a cowhide belt.
The young man has already appeared.
Those white jade-like hands were like iron hoops holding the wrist that the masked man had grabbed, and Han Qiubin's five fingers had been deeply embedded in the flesh.
Looking at the inhuman eyes in front of him and the deep shock in them, and just glancing at Yan Xiaoliu who seemed to be stagnant, Han Qiufeng withdrew his gaze.
Lifting his elbow upward, the hand holding his wrist pressed down hard, and the masked man's body followed the twist of his wrist and also twisted.
Looking up from below at the handsome, handsome face above, as well as the pair of extremely indifferent eyes without any emotion, the masked man's eyes were blank until a gentle word came into his ears.
His eyes instantly turned red, his pupils shrank to the size of a pinhead, and he began to gasp for breath.
"This game? What do you want to do?"
…
The arm that had felt like flesh and blood when pinched suddenly seemed to have deflated. It shrunk to a thin strip and retracted from Han Qiubin's hand, leaving only one with torn skin.
The palm of his hand stopped at Han Qiubin's tiger's mouth.
Dragging the broken arm, which had shrunk into a wrinkled tube shape, with several broken hand tendons and blood vessels of different lengths still floating outside the wound and dripping blood, Mask suddenly turned his head horizontally at an angle parallel to the ground and stood motionless.
Looking at the young man who just appeared in front of me,
Seeing that his white hands were all covered with blood, and the opponent's pale severed hand that was torn off and still showed the shape of a claw was stuck in the tiger's mouth, Han Qiufen frowned, shook his hand, and shook off the severed hand and blood.
Arrived on the ground.
"The blood that was thrown off slipped off and didn't leave any blood marks on your hands. You must have a very high level of cultivation."
He scratched his already messy hair with his remaining hand. At this moment, the masked man became calmer, muttering in his mouth.
Mr. Wei stood back a little further, and Yan Xiaoliu slowly approached from the side of the masked man. Qiu Equinox just looked at the person in front of him calmly without making any movement.
"That's it! Let's have another bet!"
Mask suddenly raised an index finger, his tone became excited again, and he shouted loudly.
"What?"
"Me or you, who will die?"
The sound the masked man makes is like saw teeth
After frosting, the eyes looked from bottom to top towards the autumnal equinox. In the eye sockets, which are three times larger than ordinary people, countless blood threads intertwined into a blood network and spread all over the eye sockets. The closer to the middle position, the blood network
The darker the color, there is only a small white dot left in the center of the interweaving.
Seeing this scene, Mr. Wei and Yan Xiaoliu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"Mom! That person's eyes! Look! Look!"
"Weird...monster..."
"Little girl, don't look around, let's go home..."
"..."
Originally, the people around them had noticed the abnormality of a few people, but things in the sky were more exciting. Many people took one look and turned away their eyes, but since the appearance of Han Qiu Equinox, and then the scene of the masked man tearing off his own arm.
Later, people around noticed that there were more and more people here.
At this time, the little girl's shout suddenly rang out, and many people saw the eyes that belonged to ghosts and gods. The neighbors immediately became panicked.
The people behind started running again. When the people in front saw the people behind running again, they quickly followed suit, although many people didn't understand why they were running.
"I bet you'll die."
Standing among a group of panicked people, dressed in white, dragging a broken and deformed arm, the masked man said softly, then looked at the two people above him strangely, and then slowly fell towards the street.
.
"He should be preparing for the bet with my boy. Now there has been a commotion in Shangqiu City. As the crowd keeps running, everyone will get into chaos. Head Yan rushes the government officials to clean the streets and maintain order.
, lest anyone take advantage of the chaos to do evil.
The moment the masked man fell, Mr. Wei immediately raised his hand towards Yan Xiaoliu and said quickly.
After watching Yan Xiaoliu nod and run away, Mr. Wei immediately turned around and grabbed the arm of Han Qiufen beside him. The two of them just stood in the chaotic crowd, their bodies constantly being hit by the running people.
The collision rocked back and forth. Mr. Wei said with a serious face,
"You must save this city guard.
There are ferocious beasts in the sky,
A world of ghosts and gods,
A city with people and people,
This is the rule!
Those who keep the rules should not die."
…
In Shangqiu City, above the neighbors
"Look! The city guard has fallen!"
"Who is that?"
"What is he doing..."
"Hey! Grandpa, the sky is so beautiful!"
"……."
Not knowing why they were running in a panic, the common people took the time to look at the sky. For a moment, admiration mixed with shouting, and children's cheers mixed with crying filled the entire Shangqiu city.
He sent Mr. Wei into a gatehouse next to him, then jumped up from the ground and flew upward towards the autumn equinox. In a few flashes, he arrived at the city guard's side.
He kicked out fiercely to kick the injured city guard out of the area where arrows were about to be interspersed, and shouted loudly to the oncoming Moji, "Catch him!"
Still shocked
Moji, who was surprised why the arrow didn't obey his control, took a deep look at the unknown person in front of him who suddenly appeared, and then his body fell in the direction of the castle guard's whereabouts.
this time,
Without human control, the energy accumulated in these arrows was completely released.
The purple arrow was surrounded by red energy, and it bounced up and down. The arrow was rotating so fast that it formed a cone shape. Looking from a distance, it was a dense purple-red energy drill in the sky.
Medium flashing.
If the purple arrow just looked like it was stretched by a bowstring, then after the speed suddenly accelerated, it looked like an arrow that was shot out with great force. After rapid rotation, it turned into purple electric drills of different sizes.
In the air.
Before Qiu Equinox's body could stand still for a moment, all the purple electric drills in the space fragments instantly turned into a piece of purple electric light and shuttled back and forth, intertwining the space that was fragmented into a mesh shape into a waterfall of light.
Some people who were distracted couldn't help but exclaimed, looking like they couldn't bear to see the people above being torn into pieces.
Looking at the purple light all around, Han Qiubin, standing in the middle of the light spots, gently closed his eyes.
"Ten Strategies for Pingtian,
little tricks,
Feng Qieryu..."
….
The expected blood rain did not appear, and a rapidly rotating wind seemed to appear in the purple light curtain.
Arrows are still shooting out of the broken grid on one side and then into the grid on the other side, but they can never hit the gust of wind.
When a large falcon is hunting and swooping, its feathers will be neatly folded back. From a distance, it looks like a long knife made of feathers. Many people call such feathers a wind-cut wing.
At this time, the tornado slowly formed like the spread wings of a large falcon, a wind-cut wing made of wind that looked extremely sharp.
As the electric drill went back and forth, most of the purple electric light briefly returned to its original position, and a new round of shuttle was about to begin.
The huge eagle feathers condensed by the wind suddenly appeared from the middle and swept diagonally towards the light curtain.
Ma Ji, who was supporting the Shangqiu City Guards with one hand, never blinked since he saw the wing-like wind that suddenly appeared in the middle of the Kui style he used.
On the eaves in the distance, the scholar pulled out a book from nowhere. Holding a pen, he raised his head from time to time, looking at the large wings in the sky that rolled up like clouds in a waterfall of purple light, and wrote:
What.
After pondering for a while, I saw the sky feather that suddenly stretched out, cut across the entire purple sky, and separated the colors. It muttered something from time to time, and kept writing and drawing.
From the light leaking from his fingers, four words can be vaguely seen:
"Guobei Miscellaneous Notes. Travel Volume"......
Click!
There was a slight sound of glass breaking, and the light curtain in the sky was instantly cut into two halves.
Divided diagonally, divided into upper and lower pieces, staggered and separated on both sides.
There was a feather of wind gathering in the sky, which cut through the purple sea and dropped rain.