Descent of the Phoenix

Hidden well, faster, master.

Ouyang Yufei made the first time comment, then turned around and looked at it.

The hands are behind me, obviously there is no intention to shoot.

The sword broke open and roared.

Just at the moment when the sword was flying, the back of the moon was faint, and suddenly it screamed, and there were countless sharp sounds of breaking.

Very cold, very heavy, very sharp.

Under the bright moonlight, Ouyang saw clearly in the flying, and countless black arrows came out of the air and shot at the assassin.

Behind the black arrow, there are still faint silver wires.

Ouyang Yufei swept away, and his mouth slightly outlined a little bit, and blinked.

The black arrow broke through and blocked the assassin who flew away.

However, the arrow is fast, and the assassin is not weak.

In the middle of the air, but in the hands of the sword flying, all the arrows that shot toward him, none of them shot on him.

However, I don’t know if it’s a person who arranges a trap, or if his men can’t.

Although many of the Lee Arrows were shot at him, they were either lower or lower, not to the left or to the right.

The head is really too much.

The assassin who came to the air in a flash. Before he was happy, the laughter was completely out of bloom.

The black arrow was chaotic, and behind it was a silver wire, and in an instant, a net was laid in the sky.

The silver silk wire does not know what it is made, and it is densely paved in the sky.

The black assassin slammed into it and immediately saw the fish into the net, not struggling, the more struggling the silver wire.

I can't go out.