Luo Xingchen was stunned by the behavior of the white-clothed boy. He secretly wondered how such a timid would come to such a place, but he couldn't understand how he thought about it.
"You, don't come over! I am a profound spirit treasure, come here again, I will kill you!"
Suddenly, Luo Xingchen heard a sharp shout, which came from the young man's mouth, and saw the young man put out his posture, holding a sword in both hands, gritting his teeth, and forcing himself to summon courage.
The black wolf unfolded its body, and the smell of blood was released from its mouth. In its dark eyes, cold eyes were projected on the young man's body, not advancing or retreating, and seemed to be waiting for an opportunity.
"Hmph! Ling Kite sword! Kite dance style!" The young man snorted, suddenly condensed spiritual energy, and quickly poured into the long sword, his body jumped out, a sword slammed into the black wolf, and there was a flying bird. The shadow fluttered its wings on the sword body, rushed out of the sword tip, and instantly turned into a creamy white sword energy beam, flying out.
"Wow!" The black wolf's body suddenly swayed, and disappeared into the spot in an instant, so fast that Luo Xingchen instantly opened his eyes and looked shocked. This movement speed is so fast!
Then, for an instant, the young man was stunned in place, closing his eyes tightly, not daring to open it, there was nothing in his hand.
Looking at the black wolf again, I don't know when, it has already moved behind the young man like a phantom, with his mouth full of fangs, and a sharp sword in his mouth!
The white-clothed boy suddenly felt something was wrong. He opened his eyes and realized that his sword was gone. He turned stiffly and saw that the black wolf was less than six feet away from him. The huge body caused him to be cold. The hairs are standing up.
"Ah!" The white-clothed boy screamed desperately, holding his head in despair, and suddenly knelt down and curled up into a ball, seeming to admit his fate.
Luo Xingchen's eyes lit up instantly. Could this black wolf be the ghost wolf, one of the top ten fierce beasts
It is rumored that the crystal core of the ghost wolf can absorb its essence and comprehend the strange speed. The ghost wolf can be called the first speed of the land spirit beast!
In my mind, Luo Xingchen no longer hesitated. He instantly stood on the top of the tree and summoned a cold feather arrow, placed on the falling feather bow, directly aimed at the body of the ghost wolf, and pulled it away!
"Squeak!" The bowstring creaked tightly, the blue veins on his arm violently, his muscles were tense, and he had already exerted a tense force! Powerful!
The Shadow Demon Wolf was walking towards the boy step by step, getting closer and closer to him.
When the boy in white was less than three feet away, Luo Xingchen instantly let go, and the arrow shot out!
A long arrow pierced through the air and set off a terrifying air current, which quickly hit the back of the shadow demon wolf. The shadow demon wolf suddenly turned its head and cast its gaze on the sky-rushing arrow like a flash of lightning. Leaping, the body disappeared in an instant, when it landed again, a cold feather arrow was dangling in its mouth!
"Hiss!" Luo Xingchen's eyes could not be opened wider, he couldn't believe that the speed of the ghost wolf was already so fast, faster than an arrow!
With the Falling Feather Bow and the Cold Feather Arrow, he has shot a total of five from the beginning to now. The first four have shot and killed three three third-level spirit beasts. A warrior of the smart realm, only this arrow, unexpectedly missed, or Was caught directly in the mouth by the ghost wolf!
What a ghostly demon wolf, it is worthy of the name of the ghostly shadow. When the body moves, it teleports, and the movement is really difficult to capture.
Youying Demon Wolf arrogantly threw the arrow to the ground, and then stared at Luo Xingchen with his dark eyes.
Whoosh!
It is like a phantom, shuttles under the moonlight, and immediately rushes to Luo Xingchen on the tree, extremely fast!
Luo Xingchen only felt his scalp numb, gritted his teeth, and said cruelly: "See if you can avoid a few arrows!"
He summoned four cold feather arrows, which were sandwiched between his five fingers, with all his strength, pulling quickly, all aimed at the body of the ghost wolf, stretched to the end, and shot at the same time!
The four arrows, together on the string, spawned the sound of the debut chord, the long piano is as clear, and the light flows like flowing water on the cold arrow.
The shadow of the demon wolf's body is like a gust of wind, flying by several tens of meters in an instant, and rushing up in an instant, less than three feet away from Luo Xingchen!
A voice appeared in Luo Xingchen's mind: "Let it go!" He suddenly let go!
Whoosh whoosh!
The four arrows, like four blasts of lightning, came in bursts, making an astonishing sound, carrying a wave of violent air waves to kill the ghost wolf. The eyes of the ghost wolf flashed with fear in an instant, and it quickly turned around. Avoid body.
"Ka! Ka! Ka!" As soon as the ghost wolf dodges the four arrows, the four arrows screamed and shot through the trees, and some of them penetrated three or four trees in succession. It finally stopped, showing how powerful the arrow is!
After being shot through, the big trees were startled by cracks, and then suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground after being enlarged continuously!
boom!
Suddenly there was an explosion-like roar from the entire forest, resounding for dozens of miles!
Luo Xingchen did not dare to hesitate, and in an instant he summoned four arrows again, twisted the bow and set the arrows again, aiming at the ghost wolf.
With its fangs open, the ghost wolf stared at Luo Xingchen on the ground, with cold light in his eyes, and a few roars, and immediately, it turned around and ran away! Obviously he was afraid of the power of Hanyu Arrow.
Luo Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief, sighed with regret, leaped forward and jumped to the ground. At this time, the white-clothed boy had stood up, opened his mouth, and looked around in surprise, and then stared at Luo vigilantly. Stars.
Luo Xingchen looked at the white-clothed boy up and down, and was immediately stunned. The delicate white features, this thin and slender figure, were almost like a woman, no wonder they were a little bit sissy.
Luo Xingchen was amazed. From childhood to adulthood, the boy in white clothes in front of him was probably the most handsome person he had ever seen. It was just that he was so handsome and a bit too much. It seemed that he was a bit less masculine!
"Hey! What are you looking at!" The white-clothed boy glanced at Luo Xingchen coldly, and suddenly hugged his arms together, looking afraid of being raped by Luo Xingchen.
Luo Xingchen's expression was calm and indifferent, and he hadn't spoken yet.
"Huh!" The white-clothed boy stared at Luo Xingchen's hands, holding a beautiful white bow in one hand and a few arrows in the other.
He looked at the ground again, there was still an arrow that was exactly the same as Luo Xingchen's hand, and he was immediately surprised.
Luo Xingchen ignored his look. After being surprised by his appearance, he leaned over and picked up the arrow. In an instant, all the falling feather bow and cold feather arrows were recovered by him into the space ring, making the white-clothed boy It seems even more surprising.
"Hey!" The white-clothed boy looked at Luo Xingchen with curious eyes, and said: "Did you scare away this wolf beast?"
Luo Xingchen nodded, then turned around, ready to leave without looking back.
"Hey... wait!" The white-clothed boy hurriedly called, ran to Luo Xingchen and stopped him, curling his lips: "Huh, did I let you go? You haven't answered my question yet."
Luo Xingchen was silent for a moment, and said calmly: "Get out of the way, I have something else."
At this moment, dozens of figures flew quickly and appeared in the jungle, and a voice came: "Master!"
But seeing these more than a dozen people in black, all gathered together, flew to the side of the white-clothed boy, all stood upright with their swords drawn, and collectively glanced at Luo Xingchen indifferently.
The white-clothed boy turned his head and looked at the tall young man beside him. He immediately kicked the latter's butt unceremoniously, clenched the white fist and beat him, curling his mouth and cursing: "Hey! Zhang! Good luck! Where are you guys dead? I almost died just now, do you know!"
The young man suddenly leaned over and knelt on the ground, lowered his head and said solemnly: "The subordinates have neglected their duties and did not protect the young... Master!"
"Huh! Where are Qi Bo and others?"
"I'll be here soon!" The young man said earnestly, and a dozen people in black immediately knelt together.
"Get up, forgive you." The young man said casually, and immediately unfolded the puff fan he carried with him, swaying, a pair of clear eyes glanced at Luo Xingchen.
Luo Xingchen clenched his fists slightly and looked at these people calmly. Except that this tall young man was in the Aura Realm, the rest were at the peak of the Aura Realm, and even consummation. He was thinking of waiting for a while to fight, he had a chance of winning.
This group of people stood up one after another, the tall young man named Zhang Ji stared at Luo Xingchen coldly, and said solemnly: "Master, is he going to bully you! I'll kill him right away! Humph!"
Immediately, Zhang Ji stepped out and slammed Luo Xingchen with a fist. The waves swept through him without mercy.
"Hey! Hey! It's not..." The white-clothed boy hurriedly stopped, but Zhang Ji moved so fast that he couldn't help but was surprised to witness Zhang Ji's punch!
Luo Xingchen looked serious, raised his right fist, and suddenly faced Zhang Ji, the two fists suddenly collided!
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and in an instant, Zhang Ji's expression changed abruptly, his arms were painful and numb, and his body was bounced back in an instant.
"Hiss!" All the black-clothed warriors saw Zhang Ji being hit back, all of their eyes widened, a little shocked.
The boy in white also looked surprised and opened his small mouth in surprise.
Zhang Ji backed up, slid his feet on the ground for a while, resting his feet on the ground with both hands, immediately staring at Luo Xingchen with fear on his face.
Luo Xingchen also took a few steps backwards, and then lightly stepped to his feet, set aside his posture, and prepared to fight.
Zhang Ji drew his sword in an instant and was about to rush towards him again. He had just been together, and the boy shouted loudly: "Zhang Ji, stop! It's not him!"
Zhang Ji was stunned for an instant, his movements stiffened.
The white-clothed boy pursed his mouth and said with an aura: "Hey, can you just listen to me, a black wolf wanted to kill me just now, but he let go of the black wolf with an arrow, and I would have died without him!"
After listening to Zhang Ji, he nodded in a daze, took a deep breath, and immediately put away the knife.
"So that's the case, a misunderstanding," Zhang Ji smiled friendly at Luo Xingchen, clasped his fist and said, "Thank you, little brother, for helping me. In the next Zhang Ji, I just offended him."
Luo Xingchen clasped his fists and responded indifferently: "It's okay, since the misunderstanding is clarified, then it's fine."
Immediately afterwards, another twenty or thirty figures appeared. Among them was a middle-aged man in a blue shirt. He had a burly figure and strong strength. He had reached the perfect state of agility, which made Luo Xingchen a little surprised.
His current strength can at best deal with the initial stage of the Lingdong Realm. If he faces this middle-aged blue shirt, he will definitely have no power to fight back. Fortunately, he is not an enemy now.
When the crowd came close, the middle-aged man's majestic gaze fell on the white-clothed boy, he suddenly became frown, and sighed with helplessness: "My aunt, why are you running around again! Do you want to let it go? Did I wipe my neck to commit suicide?"
After that, he spread his hands out with a painful look on his face, and he almost knelt down for the young man.
"Cough, cough!" The boy raised his fist, coughed twice on purpose, his eyes rolled a few times, his head held high, and he said solemnly: "What do you call me?"
This sentence sounds like a man's voice.
The man in the blue shirt blurted out: "Little... Uh, master!" After half of the speech, he immediately lowered his head and changed his words, his tone full of helplessness.