Yu Xingyi ignored the big monster who fell into the pit, but stared at Xing Zhen who was running with his eyes spitting fire. He sneered, "I don't need cooperation, you can die."

This time, he did not rush slowly towards the past, but quickly took out three arrow feathers. He skillfully put them on the iron bow, and then bending the bow and shooting it out suddenly after a full moon.

Xing Zhen, who was running, kept looking back and watching. He was not concerned about the life and death of Xingyi, but was afraid that the big monster would eat Yu Xingyi and eat him himself after eating him.

It just looks like an action that is greater than Xingyi, but is not surprised but is extremely calm. I recite silently in my heart.

"Who did you punch?"

"life?"

"Why did you punch?"

“Respect life.”

"Why is it right or wrong to punch?"

"It should be right."

He raised his hand and pulled out the heavy sword on his back, held the sword wheel in both hands, and after three sounds of Dangdang, he smashed the three arrow feathers shot.

After Xing Zhen completed the action in one go, he inserted the punishment into the ground. The young man suddenly had a sudden rise, more than twice as fast as he ran just now.

It’s like this if you let the weight carry. Without the punishment of heavy swords, Xing Zhen felt that his body was light and floating. When he ran, the wind roared in his ears, and his sleeves roared in the wind.

Xing Zhen, with a sharp eye, can clearly capture the trajectory of the arrow feather. In addition, the unexpected speed after removing the heavy sword, it is easy to avoid the arrow feather's shooting.

Xing Zhen rushed forward with excitement, and Yu Xingyi, the opposite side, was crying. When he met such a monster, he had no place to reason. His speed and the big monster didn't want to go up and down, and the arrow feathers were hard to touch at all.

Finally, the final conclusion was made: "This is a human-shaped monster."

Seeing that Zheng Zhen is getting closer, Xingyi knows that he cannot be good. As for escaping, he is no longer expecting it. It is better to fight the previous battle quickly.

Unfortunately, the blood was just pouring up and was awakened by a basin of cold water. As soon as the two of them fought, Yu Xingyi was blown away by a punch.

The already torn chest was even more injured, and he lay on the ground and coughed up blood. He cursed in his heart, "Bastard, I'm out of sight. It's not a divine cultivator but a martial artist. How could a martial artist in the first level have such a fast speed? It's not common sense!"

Xing Zhen happened to be at this moment, and while waving his fists, he said and said "Hehehe, it seems to be a divine cultivation. Is it a divine enlightenment or a divine enlightenment? But it doesn't matter, it's similar to a paper-filled one."

As Yu Xingyi, who had just gotten up, stepped out with one foot. Even though the latter was blocked by an iron bow, he stepped back for more than ten steps. After his chest was hit by his iron bow, a crack sound came at the same time.

Yu Xingyi, who stabilized his body, gritted his teeth and broke the iron bow in his hand with a click. A pocket bone bow and a pocket bone arrow were taken out from the two iron tubes.

The bone bow has no bow string, so it still quickly pulls the bow. Holding the two ends of the fist of the bone arrow, slowly extending a thin line of color like a bone bow, connecting the two ends of the bone bow.

Yu Xingyi roared, "I would rather have a natal magic weapon than a natal magic weapon. I will definitely kill you today and use your blood to pay tribute to my broken magic weapon."

The bone bow was pulled full, and a white rainbow light appeared at the tip of the arrow feather. Yu Xingyi was unable to truly control his future natal magic weapon for the time being, so it was quite laborious to activate it, and his face was red and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Yu Xingyi did not dare to be negligent, so he gritted his teeth and activated the bone bow, making a cluster of silver light at the top of the arrow feathers brighter and brighter.

It is because when Xingyi broke the iron bow and took out the bone bow, a man with a scar on his face suddenly opened his eyes while meditating.

The already hideous face became more and more terrifying after being distorted due to tension. He said "Not good" in secret. He immediately stood up and passed away.

Looking at Xing Zhen again, I could vaguely sense the danger and terror of the bone bow. I did not hesitate to operate the heat flow around my body, and rushed forward with enough force.

Xing Zhen can see clearly and must not give Xingyi time to accumulate strength, so when he approaches, his fist follows him.

The black-clothed boy was hit in the middle of his eyebrows without bias, and at the same time he took off his hand from Xingyi Bone Bow and shot his arrow feathers diagonally above.

The bone arrow was too fast, Xing Zhen could not see the movement trajectory of the little bone arrow, and only heard a bang. Then he saw his shoulder explode and the flesh and blood of the small half fist disappeared.

Xing Zhen didn't care about the pain, and his two fists took turns to pass. The heat flowed in his arms, and the intention of the fist burst out with his fists.

Each punch was full force, especially the first punch hitting Xingyi's eyebrows, which immediately shocked the boy in black.

What remains is the angry Xingzhen unilaterally murder, in order to overcome the psychological burden of murder. Looking at Xingyi is like looking at the sandbag in a cave, which can bombard all the best without the burden.

Seeing Yu Xingyi limp to the bottom, breathing as if he was silent. Xing Zhen stopped just now, and the pain on his shoulder instantly invaded after relaxing.

In addition, when he waved his fist, Xing Zhen's body became weak and he sat on the ground and gasped. Even so, he didn't say a word.

It was raining all night long. Xing Zhen had just breathed three breaths and had not really felt the pleasure of relaxing. A high-pitched beast roar came from the big pit in the distance.

The voice was getting closer and closer, as if it was about to rush out of the deep pit. Xing Zhen's souls were all hiding, thinking, "If the big monster rushed out at this time, he could not escape the bad luck of being eaten by the big monster."

The dark boy showed his eyes firm, gritted his teeth and stood up, rushing out, the direction was the deep pit that trapped the monster.

Seeing the scale-armored monster jumping out of the deep pit on its head and feet, it would fall to the ground in the next moment and launch a ruthless attack on itself.

Xing Zhen did not hesitate, bent his legs and jumped up. He held a strip of cloth tightly in his palm, revealing half of the arrow. Under the sunlight, the black arrow feathers flashed coldly.

Xing Zhen rushed to the bottom of the big monster, and two black arrow feathers decisively inserted into the big wound where the big monster had lost one of the backwards.

I heard a "screaming scream, and the shrill scream was creepy. The giant monster covered in scales fell to the ground and howled in pain, rolling and churning like crazy.

After one blow, Xing Zhen exhausted all his strength and could no longer avoid the whipping of the monster's tail. With a bang, he was thrown out more than ten feet away, hitting the tree and lying on the ground, leaving the will of fate.

The two broken arrows inserted into the wound of the scale-armored monster were picked up at the corpse of the wild wolf pack, and were covered with poisons that had killed more than 8,000 wild beasts.

It pierces directly into the flesh and blood skin, and even the intelligent monster cannot escape the invasion. In an instant, the scales fall off and the flesh and blood begin to melt.

The angry monster looked at Xing Zhenshi with hatred and endless murderous intent. He raised his last trace of strength like a rebirth, and slapped at the limp dark boy with determination.

The monster was desperate and killed, but Xing Zhen was the same. Seeing the scale-armored monster enlarged, he was powerless to raise any strength, and he was not willing to waste his strength even when he spoke.

"The evil beast was killed." Kuishan's loud voice was like the sound of nature. Xu Xing Zhen suddenly appeared and laughed, and the monster was desperate.

A long sword easily slashed the head of the monster without scales, worried that he would not die enough and completely counterattacked again. The old man Kuishan showed no mercy and slashed several times until his head exploded into blood mist.

The next moment, the man who had just killed his blood just turned into a tender man instantly. He bent over and squatted beside Xing Zhen, and asked softly, "Is it okay?"

The dark boy said faintly, "Thank you Uncle Kuishan for helping me..."

Kuishan interrupted and said, "Stop talking, I'll bandage you briefly first. Then take you back to Fengyu."

Xing Zhen said, "It's okay to have skin trauma, Uncle Yan Sui and the others are okay?"

Kuishan pretended to be angry, "You don't have to worry about them. Now shut up immediately and use your breathing and breathing to adjust your breath."

"Uncle Kuishan, I'm thirsty..."

The old man gently took off the gourd on Xing Zhen's waist. He was afraid that the water would choke the young man too quickly, so he carefully raised the gourd bit by bit.

Then he carried the golden sore medicine and various herbs he had with him, and he was covered with all his body regardless of the cost. He took off his coat and was naked.

The boy who tore his clothes into pieces was worried about hurting the sleeping boy, his movements were gentle and slow, and he looked a little different from a man.

The bandage was quite carefully, even too much. One circle on the left and the other circle on the right, tied the dark boy like a rice dumpling.

Even though it was so complicated, it did not wake up the sleeping boy. The snoring became louder and the breathing became steady.

Kuishan slowly smiled, looked around at the boy in black who was lying in a pool of blood in the distance, and looked at the place where the giant monster with no corpse and only blood mist melted.

His smile became brighter and he gave Xing Zhen a thumbs up, "Xing Zhenzhen."

The people from the parody who formed a battle formation were as strong as one offense and defense. Their strength was far beyond the black-clad gang, and with the bonus of the battle formation, they gained an absolute advantage in a short while.

The most unlucky one is the wild beast, who is not afraid of death and cannot hurt people, but it is very annoying. Therefore, the handsome man was killed by two groups of bandits first.

Losing the cover of the chaos of the beast, the black-clothed gang's lack of strength immediately appeared. In front of the battle formation led by Qu Cheng, there was no power to resist.

After leaving two living mouths, Qu Cheng asked, "From the real trick to avoid you from dying. If you hide it, I will guarantee that you will be more miserable than the wild beasts."

The two scared alive people all said what came from which copycat, the specific strength of the copycat, etc. There was no need to ask questions, and they rushed to answer, for fear that they would lose their chances of meritorious service if they were slower and they would lose their lives.

The two of them had a low status and didn't know much. It didn't take long to emptiate everything they knew in their stomachs.

Then Zheng Yelang was killed by one sword, and the two of them ended up being the last question, "Where is the promised not to kill?"

The words are only half said.

Qu Chengshan explained to the two people's bodies with understanding, "It doesn't mean that others don't kill them."

Kuishan carried Xing Zhen back and held Xing Fei and a short knife under his armpit. After observation, he found that Xing Zhen's lips were black and his face turned ashen. His breathing began to become weak and intermittent. It was a phenomenon of poisoning, and it was quite poisoning.

Feng Yu and his group did not hesitate, and quickly left after simply cleaning the battlefield. In order to return to the village as soon as possible, they did not miss any beast-meat weapons, and everything went from simple and lightweight to speed up.

Shortly after everyone left, a man in black robe descended here. It was Yu Hongguang who had a caterpillar scar on his face.

I found the boy in black lying on the ground, and his ferocious face approached quickly. The face that already had a scar seemed even more terrifying after being twisted and ferocious.

He bent down and gave Xingyi's body a guide, and then fed him a black pill. After a long time, the boy in black woke up slowly.

The first sentence after opening his eyes, "Dad, did you save me?"

Yu Hongguang slowly shook his head and wanted to speak but stopped.

"Dad, just say it right."

Yu Hongguang said heavily, "All internal organs are crushed, which can only make you awake for a moment. Tell your father who did it, and I will avenge you."

Yu Xingyi smiled bitterly, "I should have thought of it long ago, and I vaguely heard that it was Feng Yu's Xing Zhen."

Yu Hongguang said, "Okay, don't worry, I will let the whole Fengyu be buried with you. As for Xing Zhen, hum, it's not that easy to die."

Yu Xingyi's eyes gradually returned to darkness, and his eyelids slowly closed. There was a man's painful roar in the mountains and forests, as if the demon crawled out of hell was summoning life.

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Chapter completed!