Chapter 119, Great Enemy [, Please Collect]

The middle-aged man's chest was blowd out of a bowl-sized blood hole, and the flesh was black and smelly. His heart was smashed, and the hot temperature sealed the wound and blocked the overflow of blood and essence. People have lost their breath of life.

The sudden change made the government officials scream in panic and fled crazily, which had been frightened. The archer hidden in the dark is like a butcher, and a lot of people die from each arrow.

"Xiao Liu, be careful!" Another middle-aged man was furious and pushed Zhang Xiaoliu under the wall, while he held a wide knife and rushed in the direction of the arrow.

He was furious. He didn't expect that someone attacked and killed them secretly, and the other party's attack and killing technique was so frightening that he didn't even notice that someone had attacked, and his companions died tragically under the other party's sharp arrow.

He believes that if the other party's arrow is aimed at him, he has no way to live. That's why he must find out and kill his demons, otherwise he will not be able to advance in the future.

His speed was very fast, and several ups and downs rushed to a gatehouse in the courtyard.

Ling Xiaolou shot an arrow and ran quickly without seeing if he had killed the other party. Several verticals fell into a small courtyard.

He climbed to the gate of the small courtyard like a monkey, his breath restrained, took a bow and arrow again, and glanced at the master of the martial arts realm that caught up with the rest of his eyes. The martial arts master has a keen intuition. Even if he glances at it with his eyes, it will make the other party feel it, thus exposing his position.

Ling Xiaolou shot the second arrow. After opening a channel for Lu Lin and Li Jin, he changed his position again and wanted to shoot Zhang Xiaoliu. Before he could do it, the two blood-blooded middle-aged people rushed out and stood in front of Zhang Xiaoliu.

When one of them was going to hunt down Lu Lin and Li Jin, he shot an arrow without hesitation. It's just that this arrow is not the sharp arrow he got from the Lujiang River, but the rune arrow specially re-ordered by Lu Lin for him.

The rune engraved with this sharp arrow is simple, and its power is only twice that of ordinary sharp arrows, far less than the sharp arrows engraved by Yuanmeng people. However, even so, the sharp arrow injected into the platinum elite still killed a martial arts master with one arrow.

What just makes Ling Xiaolou feel a little distressed is that such a sharp arrow costs a hundred taels of snowflake silver. Lu Lin ordered a total of 30 pieces for him, which cost 3,000 taels of snowflake silver.

At this time, there was no need to think much about it. The powerful martial artist who tracked him was standing in his original position and carefully searching for his trace.

Ling Xiaolou slowly exhaled a turbid breath, his eyes closed slightly, and shot an arrow with his memory. Then he got up, jumped down the door tower and ran towards Zhang Xiaoliu. It was not until he rushed out of ten meters that the crisp sound of a metal strike sounded.

His speed was very fast, seven or eight meters in one step, and he arrived at the door of Zhang Xiaoliu's courtyard in the blink of an eye. With a bang, the arrow in his sleeve fired and hit Zhang Xiaoliu hiding under the wall.

The frightened Zhang Xiaoliu covered his right leg, which was hit by the crossbow, opened his mouth, and fell down. Rosemary was smeared on the crossbow. At this time, the effect of the medicine works. How can Zhang Xiaoliu resist it?

with a crisp sound! Ling Xiaolou's body suddenly squatted down, rotated half a circle, drew an arc and cut horizontally, and collided with the wide knife of a powerful martial artist. With the power of the wide knife, his body floated out.

Ling Xiaolou secretly said that it was a pity that the arrow just now was resisted by the other party. Although the rune arrow was built later, it is not as good as the rune god arrow of the Yuanmeng people, both the rune bow and the rune arrow were poured into the platinum essence by him. It was powerful, but it did not shoot the other party.

"Damn!" The powerful martial artist was furious and waved a wide knife to cut Zhang Xiaoliu's right leg. In the click, Zhang Xiaoliu's right leg was cut off, and a sad scream came.

"Hua...Uncle Hua, you..." Zhang Xiaoliu was awakened by the sudden severe pain and watched his right leg cut off from the root of his thigh. He was immediately frightened and could not accept this fact.

"The crossbow is poisonous. If you don't cut off your leg, how can you live?" The powerful martial artist had a gloomy face and was also angry. Under his eyes, not to mention the death of a brother, the object he protected almost died, which was a big blow to him.

Ling Xiaolou saw the powerful martial artist cut off Zhang Xiaoliu's right leg fiercely and wanted to laugh in his heart. The crossbow was just smeared with rosemary, which made Zhang Xiaoliu unconscious for a few days at most, and he couldn't kill him.

I don't know whether it was a powerful martial artist's clumsy eyes or with other purposes, he cut off Zhang Xiaoliu's right leg so fiercely.

Ling Xiaolou's eyes narrowed slightly and flashed. The strong breath of life emanating from the other party was no weaker than Ling Qianjun, and a strong sense of war slowly rose in his heart.

He picked up the rune bow, took out the short knife, and his eyes flashed and rushed to the other party. At the same time, the powerful martial artist also waved a wide knife to kill him. The sharp cold light flashed, and the two staggered by!

Ling Xiaolou stabilized his figure and was slightly stunned. He looked down and saw that there was a small wound on the outside of his left arm, but when the two sides staggered, he was already injured!

However, Ling Xiaolou also smelled the other party's blood in his nose. Looking up, the powerful martial artist's coat cracked, and a blood stain appeared on his chest, and blood gushed out.

Ling Xiaolou frowned slightly. Although the knife on his arm was not very deep, a chill came from the wound, as if it was wrapped in ice. He quickly urged the red fire essence to flow in the wound, and this cold feeling slowly faded away.

He looked up at the powerful martial artist, and the other party's essence actually carried a rare cold attribute. If his strength is set at the fifth level, then the other party is the seventh level, two levels higher than him.

"You...do you have poison on your knife?" The powerful martial artist's face suddenly changed, and the blood flowing from his chest had turned black.

"Not bad!" Ling Xiaolou squinted and smiled: "You are lucky enough to try the mixed toxin I carefully extracted. It is very toxic!"

"What a vicious son of a bitch!" The powerful martial artist shouted and was extremely angry. He didn't expect that the other party was so vicious that he actually smeared the toxin on the knife, which made him feel cold and even more angry.

He quickly operated Jingyuan to seal the wound, suppress the toxin, and then swallowed a few elixirs to temporarily seal the toxin near the wound.

The powerful warrior roared like a beast and waved a wide knife to kill again. The two fought together again. This time, the two sides met, and the metal crisp sound kept ringing, and the cold light of the blade flashed. The battle was extremely fierce.

After dozens of consecutive collisions, the two suddenly separated and stared at each other, knowing that they had met a big enemy.

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