Magic Gate Taoist Heart

Chapter 418 Lost

Under the gaze of all kinds of eyes, Qin Yan made up his mind and took a few steps forward. An arrow was put on the string and slowly pulled away his bow.

Another attendant walked to the scene and released ten more sparrows.

Sparrows scattered into the sky, but Qin Yan did not shoot arrows for a long time.

He seemed to be very hesitant, and his eyes were a little scattered. Seeing the sparrows flying away one by one, he gave up one opportunity after another. Finally, his arrow aimed at the remaining one and moved slowly with the sparrow.

Ye Lingshen has understood who is the winner of this game, and his gentle smile is getting brighter and brighter.

The last sparrow slid through his sight, high and low, and could not hover. Ye Ling caught a deep glimpse of the gray shadow, and suddenly a chill flashed in his heart for no reason.

It's easy to shoot down that sparrow. Even the archer who has just started can do it, but Qin Yan hasn't started for a long time.

The tip of the arrow moved with the sparrow, but the poor bird flew lower and lowered from the treetops and flew away from the bushes beside it. At this time, Sparrow, Ye Lingshen and Qin Yan were in a straight line, and Qin Yan's arrow pointed to Ye Lingshen's throat.

"Wo!" This arrow broke through the wind and shot at Ye Lingshen. Ye Lingshen hurriedly lowered his head and dodged. The arrow wind brushed his neck and plunged into the trunk of the low tree behind him with a bang.

"You--" Ye Ling stared at Qin Yan with deep eyes, which seemed to swallow him alive.

Qin Yan returned with an arrow indifferently.

Ye Lingshen hurriedly deflected his head, and the second arrow brushed against his forehead and cut a wisp of hair. His blood surged to the top of his head, and his eyes were red. At this time, the third arrow came one after another, and he didn't have time to say the swearing words, so he had to lie up and hide. After the wind roared, several hairs swayed and fell.

There was a dead silence in the field, and people held their breath, waiting for Ye Lingshen's anger to ignite the flames of war.

Qin Yan calmly put down his bow and said lightly, "I only shot one, and I lost."

Only then did everyone see that the poor sparrow was inserted by three arrows and had already been killed on the low tree behind Ye Ling.

7 to one, if calculated according to the rules of the game, Qin Yan did lose. But did he just lose the game?

Ye Lingshen never thinks so! The haze almost formed a shadow in his eyes, and his anger guzzed out, and he was about to bury Qin Yan.

Jiang Huaiyue quickly said, "Mr. Han, since you are a loser, you have to be punished. Well, you say 'I'm convinced' to Mr. Ye, and that's all. What do you think?"

"I did lose." Qin Yan raised his eyebrows, and the smile on the corners of his lips was a little sarcastic, "However, I didn't agree to these boring conditions. If Mr. Ye doesn't feel satisfied, he can look up and shout 'I won' three times to satisfy himself..."

"B bitch!" Ye Lingshen shouted angrily without waiting for him to finish speaking, "Slaughter him!"

"Okay..." Qin Yan sighed gently, turned over and disared, and then at the next moment, his body swayed in front of Ye Lingshen. He has long had the idea of cutting off this guy's neck, and today he just put it into practice.

While his hand reached out to Ye Lingshen's long white and tender neck, Zhu Lao and Jiang Huaiyue in black robes took action together, attacked and defended, and tacitly intercepted Qin Yan.

Zhu Lao held a thin sword shining with light purple flowers and silently stabbed Qin Yan's throat, and the rotten breath unconsciously enveloped him. Qin Yan shook his right arm and pointed to the sharpness condensed into a sword. He not only knocked off Zhu Lao's thin sword, but also skillfully pulled it to hit Jiang Huaiyue next to him.

Jiang Huaiyue gritted her teeth and raised her palms to take it. His white jade palm was covered with a layer of rock-like gray color, against Mr. Zhu's thin sword, and it sounded like gold and iron. Qin Yan slapped him again, which made him tremble and his blood surged, but he stood still.

Qin Yan was slightly shocked. Jiang Huaiyue looked like a beautiful teenager, and his cultivation was also very extraordinary, and he was still ahead of his expectation. However, the young master personally took action, even if there were two more Jiang Huaiyue, he could not protect the life of the boy behind him!

In a thought, his second palm came one after another, and the strength on his palm was stacked, becoming more and more fierce. Jiang Huaiyue finally couldn't hold on and retreated, revealing Ye Ling's frightened face behind him.

Qin Yan opened Zhu Lao's thin sword again, showed a soft smile, and gently brushed Ye Ling's deep forehead: "In the next life, men and women should be clear..."

If this seemingly soft blow is solid, it can bombard Ye Lingshen's head in an instant. However, at this time, Qin Yan's heart suddenly felt extremely dangerous, and there was no time to hesitate. A crisp sound of the sound of the golden bell had been from far to near, accompanied by the roar of countless fierce ghosts, and in an instant dragged him into the hellland of withered bones.

The corpses, endless corpses and dead bones, the turbid dead air is everywhere, the evil spirits howled and ate each other in pain, and the dead souls floated and cried in the air...

But this fantasy just passed by, and the powerful soul will immediately made Qin Yan wake up. The real scene was solid again. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a thin old man in a red robe hitting him head with a golden Zen stick. And the enchanting sound of the golden bell came from the rings and bells at the top of the Zen stick.

The Zen stick was in a hurry, and Qin Yan had no time to dodge. He had no choice but to raise his arm and take it. Suddenly, his whole arm was sore and fluttered back.

The thin old man was unrelentless and knocked one by one, forcing Qin Yan to retreat all the way without any chance to fight back. He only felt that the other party was as strong as Mount Tai, and he waved the heavy Zen stick like pear blossoms and snow, chasing and biting himself without let go.

Qin Yan used his body method to change his position several times, which were seen through by the old man one by one. Qin Yan only set him against him, but he seemed to be on thousands of enemies. He tried to break out of the siege several times and was knocked back. Instead, his body was hit twice and chased him awkwardly.

Qin Yan secretly complained. Regret shouldn't be so big! I don't know where this black and thin old man jumped out of nowhere. He was a little stronger than my heyday. If he lost the opportunity, he was forced to have no chance to draw his sword. If it goes on like this, he is likely to be beaten to death by him alive...

Fortunately, his body has been tempered by blood for a long time and resisting the old man's Zen stick with his flesh and blood. Although he was beaten repeatedly, he did not break his golden body.

As soon as the two chased and fled, they rushed out of the siege of the guards in an instant. Several guards were still captured by the sound of bells and could not escape. They turned into meat stuffing under the old man's Zen staff.