Changes suddenly occurred, gold and iron mingled, and the quiet mountains and forests became increasingly deserted.

The silhouettes of rabbits and falcons rise and fall, strong winds clash, and murderous intent rolls.

Qiao Hui hugged the broken piece of wood, his eyes closed as if in deep sleep, with a faint divine light on his face, unaware of the changes in the fighting outside.

Fu Jingtao was happy and worried at the same time. He was happy that the opportunity of enlightenment that so many people dreamed of had actually happened to his brother; he was worried that Qiao Hui might be disturbed and give up halfway, unable to understand the secret of the flying knife.

At this moment, a roar suddenly rose, and several figures flashed out of the woods dozens of feet away, like giant eagles soaring into the sky, rushing straight to the place of the fight.

Fu Jingtao's heart sank, as expected, the opponent had an ambush with backup! He immediately avoided the battle group, raised the Sky-Splitting Bow, drew out a soul-chasing arrow made of fine steel, and aimed it at the enemy flying from a distance.

The masters who suddenly appeared all had black scarves on their faces, each carrying a sword on his back, like a wolf or a tiger, with murderous intent. One of them had blazing flames in his eyes, looking straight at Fu Jingtao, as if they had a deep hatred for each other.

Fu Jingtao took a deep breath and silently executed the Sky-Splitting Arrow Technique. The true energy was poured into his arms, and he stretched the bow string as if holding the full moon. Looking at it with focused eyes, the enemy's attack speed was fast or slow, and his movement skills were up and down.

With a low brain power running at high speed, he quickly deduced the enemy's next movement trend, speed, and height, and first locked onto the person with the strongest momentum among them.

Frankly speaking, he didn't know how powerful it was to use all his strength to launch the Sky-Splitting Arrow Technique, but at most he could shoot two arrows before the enemy would rush forward. Time was precious, and the only way to capture the thief was to capture the king first. Try

Take action on the strongest.

The arrow pointed at him was filled with murderous intent.

The master who was locked away from a distance became cold all over, narrowed his eyes and stared at Fu Jingtao, and sneered: "You pretentious little brat, you are dead!"

Fu Jingtao's heart was as cold as a rock, his hands were as steady as cast iron, and the fingers of his right hand loosened the string, Zheng!

The lingering sound lingered, the afterimage passed by, and the soul-seeking arrow had crossed a distance of tens of feet, as if it was lightning fast, almost beyond the limit of what the naked eye could capture.

A dark light flashed in front of the expert's eyes, but he felt a violent wind coming. He was shocked and instinctively turned to dodge. However, his chest felt cold, and his back was in sharp pain. All his energy and blood spurted out, and he was unexpectedly penetrated by an arrow in his chest and back.

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Such fierce and fast archery skills are simply unheard of.

The master's eyes turned dark, and without even uttering any screams, he fell from mid-air to the ground with a thud, his limbs twitching, and he refused to close his eyes.

The other masked masters were horrified when they saw this, as if they had been poured on their heads by ice water. What was going on? How could Fu Jingtao kill the strongest martial artist among them with one arrow? What kind of bow was he holding?

Damn it, who will he shoot next?

One of them shouted: "Hurry up and don't let him use the power of the bow and arrow from a long distance!"

All the masked masters were immediately alert, Cang Langlang drew out their weapons to protect themselves, and at the same time spread out their body movements to run left and right, keeping their bodies as low as possible, and no longer dared to fly high into the air unscrupulously.

The biting murderous aura rolled up from below, like a wave washing over him, causing Fu Jingtao's clothes and hair to squeak.

This is a battle between life and death, a life-and-death fight. The enemy will not be merciful and will chop him into pieces once he gets close.

Fu Jingtao drew out the second soul-chasing arrow with his backhand and tightened the bowstring steadily. No matter how many enemies played tricks, with his super mental power and perception, he could still clearly grasp their running trajectory.

To put it bluntly, he can even clearly distinguish the changes in the moves of top experts, so how can he be easily confused by the opponent's tricks?

Take a deep breath, steady the bow and arrow, and lock the target again.

Zheng!

There was another thrilling sound of the bow string cracking.

Black light and lightning flashed, roaring across the sky.

The expert who was prepared for it raised his sword and struck.

Dang! Sparks flew everywhere where the knife hit. However, the long steel arrow was not damaged at all. The arrow shaft shook, and the arrow pierced diagonally downwards into the lower abdomen of the knife maker, then emerged from his back, and was inserted into the soil with a pop.

The master screamed in horror and pain, trying to cover the huge bloody hole in his lower abdomen. His feet gave way, and he fell down dead.

All the masked masters gasped, their palms were covered in cold sweat, and they rushed across the grass like crazy.

They were planning countless calculations on how to target Gu Tianqiong and how to restrain the inner sect elders. They never paid attention to Fu Jingtao. So what about the Qingyun Ranking of the Song Dynasty? It's just a boring ranking of a group of teenagers. Jianghu

There were as many masters as stars, and not ten thousand, but eight thousand could easily kill Fu Jingtao. Therefore, they chose to attack in a relatively open place to prevent Fu Jingtao from getting into the dense forest and using the cover of night to escape.

But when they actually confronted each other, they realized how wrong they were.

Fu Jingtao's arrows kill people, and his ruthlessness is comparable to impermanence! His bow and arrows must be special weapons of the highest quality. The arrows he shoots are fast and fierce, and he is not afraid of being slashed by swords. Anyone who dodges even half a beat will die.

undoubtedly.

If they could choose again, they would never choose to attack here.

Fortunately, bows and arrows are only useful in long-distance combat and cannot be used in close combat. As long as they successfully approach Fu Jingtao, it will be their turn to show off their power.

The enemy rushed halfway up the hillside in the blink of an eye, and the distance between the two sides was less than twenty feet.

Fu Jingtao put aside the iron bow, took a few steps to pick up the two steel knives that fell on the ground, danced like wheels with both knives, kicked off his toes, accelerated with force, and rushed towards the enemies face to face!

The sharp murderous aura pierced his skin like a needle, causing a stinging sensation, reminding him of the danger ahead.

But knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, we prefer to go to the Tiger Mountains!

Gu Tianqiong was entangled by two evil masters, and he had no time to separate for the time being. Instead of waiting for the other party to join forces to kill him, he might as well take the initiative and look for opportunities to defeat him. What's more, Qiao Hui couldn't move, how could he just sit back and watch his brother being killed?

This is an extremely risky decision.

Even if the two strongest people fell, there were still four masked masters coming to kill them, one of them holding a knife and three of them holding swords. Except for the one who fell at the end, who was slightly weaker, he was light on his body skills, posture when facing the enemy, and the energy he radiated.

Judging from their murderous aura, the other three were all powerful masters. The other party obviously planned to work together to kill him first, and then go to reinforce Ying Bailian and Ying Li.

"Want to kill me? Take your life in exchange!"

Fu Jingtao has experienced the test of life and death more than once. Needless to say, his tenacity of mind is not a little timid due to the unfavorable situation. He arouses the fighting spirit to live to the death. His fighting spirit is burning, and he rushes with a knife like a tiger out of its box.

Before anyone arrived, the knife sprayed out and rolled up countless grass clippings.

Under the induction of Qi, the powerful enemies on the opposite side all screamed in surprise and looked at the young man who was attacking alone in disbelief. Is this a moth flying into the flame, seeking death? They were so stunned that they missed the opportunity to join forces to attack.

opportunity.

The eyes of the masked master rushing at the front were filled with cruel excitement. He seemed to have seen his opponent's fate of being broken into pieces. He jumped up in the air, cut through the night sky with a sword, and beheaded Fu Jingtao with a half-shot.
Chapter completed!