Only senior brother is amazing

Pingzhangyuan is not too far from Crane Peak.

Xie Juan didn't intend to agree to He Bei's relatively unreasonable proposal of "climbing to the top and watching the stars with the cold wind blowing in the cold winter months".But half way back to Lanzhu, He Bei had already pulled him in the direction of Strelitz Peak.

Song Liuying supported Shen Xiu, walking very hard.He has plenty of strength, but Shen Xiu is messing around with him, he is really hard to control.Gradually, they tugged at each other with him, and as they walked, he couldn't quite see the intimate figures of Xie Juan and He Bei.

When they reached Strelitz Peak, He Bei and Xie Juan passed a small pond filled with stars and covered with ice floes.

The surface of the pond was filled with a layer of hazy mist, and He Bei was slightly puzzled: "Why is the mist here so thick?"

Xie Juan nodded in agreement and reminded him: "It's a bit big, so you can see the road under your feet clearly.

As the fog intensified, He Bei's vision became increasingly blurred.

Xie Juan turned his head and took a look, the figures of Song Liuying and Shen Xiu tugging at each other had been obscured by the thicker fog that floated ashore.

He Bei sniffed the mist carefully, then frowned: "Brother, hurry up, cover your mouth and nose."

After hearing He Bei's words, Xie Juan immediately understood, and stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and nose tightly.

He Bei tightly grasped Xie Juan's hand, pulled it towards him, looked around vigilantly, and said solemnly, "This mist is poisonous."

Xie Juan's eyebrows turned cold: "Poisonous?"

"Hmm." There was a special, elusive smell in the mist, much like the magic barriers everywhere in Qingjia Mountain.If you smell this smell too much, your limbs will become weak and your internal energy will dissipate. In severe cases, you will be hallucinated and lose your willpower.

The fog came from nowhere, and it became thicker and thicker. He Bei and Xie Juan's vision was blocked, and they had to rely on a tree trunk to stop.

He Bei's deep voice rang in Xie Juan's ears: "Brother, close your eyes."

Xie Juan understood what He Bei meant.At this time, you can't see the road clearly, so it is better to simply close your eyes, so that your other senses will become more sensitive, and it will be easier to catch the danger signals that may erupt around you at any time.

The two covered their mouths and noses with handkerchiefs tied in front of them, blocking out the weird mist.Holding each other with one hand, holding on to the hilt of the sword with the other.Hold your breath together and listen to all directions.

The surrounding environment is a bit ridiculously quiet, except for the wispy and dancing mist, everything else is in a state of stagnation, the snow-covered dead branches and grass are motionless, and the clamoring north wind is swallowed by silence.On the contrary, there were two mournful crows, which tore through the long night, especially clear and ear-piercing.

People with deeper internal strength will hide their strength more.

So when He Bei couldn't detect any trace of the other party's breath, his patience was shattered, and he decided to preemptively - expose his position.Use your body as a lure to force the opponent to make moves.

With a flick of his fingertips, strands of intrusive internal energy diffused in the quiet breath, which was about to break this moment of tranquility.

He used this to detect a trace of silence and corruption.It smells like a dead body.

With a sound of "嗖", a black arrow feather cut through the fog and shot towards He Bei and Xie Juan.Almost at the same time, He Bei and Xie Juan crossed their swords to block the arrow feather.

After the arrow feather was blocked by He Bei and Xie Juan, it turned back into the deep darkness along with the huge elasticity when it hit the blade.

He is very familiar with this arrow feather.It is not so much an arrow feather, but its arrowhead is more like a small sword, with two black butterflies flying and spreading its wings carved at the end.This is the delicate arrow feather of the owner of Chongshuang Tower.There is only one such arrow feather in the world, and it is not made artificially. It is said that it is a product of Modu, and it is as mysterious as a fragment of Hetu Luoshu.

The black butterfly symbolizes the declaration of death.It doesn't sound like a good thing, but it is the most feared and awe-inspiring weapon of the famous and decent families for many years.

Anyone shot by him, whether it is a living person or a beast, can be killed immediately, and there is no way to recover.

He Bei is very familiar with this arrow, he had to spend a lot of effort in his previous life to get this arrow.

The black butterfly's arrow feathers turned back into the white mist, as if they just turned a corner, took a breath, and then shot in the direction of He Bei and Xie Juan.

With a wave of He Bei's sword, he gathered enough internal energy to kill the menacing black arrow feathers back into the darkness again.

Just at the moment when he accumulated his internal energy and released it, there was a puff, and a stream of thick blood spat out from his mouth.

After Xie Juan noticed the abnormality, he stretched out his hand and touched the wetness on He Bei's chest.The apex of the heart followed with a dull pain.

"Are you injured, Han Chuan?" Xie Juan's tone was full of worry.

He Bei's tone was calm: "It's okay." He didn't charge too much energy just now, but part of the zhenqi he released stagnated in his chest, blocking the meridians.

He was not hit by the black butterfly arrow, but he spat out such a big mouthful of blood. After carefully examining the disturbed breath in his body, he knew that he was poisoned.

He was tricked by Shen Xiu.

Shen Xiu's competition with him was false, but it was true that she wanted to take the opportunity to poison the wine.The ingenuity of this poison is something that ordinary martial arts practitioners can't detect at all.It's just that Shen Xiu underestimated him, who has lived two extra lives, and has never tasted any poison.

His existence can only be felt when the poisoned person violently urges his internal force.The stronger the internal force he erupts, the more serious the backlash he will get.

He Bei stretched out his finger, and a blooming flower leaf of bright golden awn grew from the tip of his finger.He forced part of the toxins in his body onto the leaves on his fingertips, and the color of the leaves instantly turned into jet black.

This poison is not fatal, but it is not easy to dissolve, Shen Xiu spent all her money.

Shen Xiu's purpose is very simple, it must be to force him to hand over the coffin key.And the owner of the Black Butterfly Arrow, Jiangdong's number one master, Shujiao, reckoned that Shen Xiu spent a lot of trouble and moved here to rescue soldiers from Jiangdong.

The black butterfly arrow pierced through the silent night again, with a clear target, and it came straight towards He Bei's chest. The speed was so fast that He Bei dodged sideways, and the butterfly wing of the black butterfly arrow brushed He Bei's right shoulder, engraving A deep bloodstain.

He Bei didn't even frown, he didn't want Xie Juan beside him to worry about him.

The black butterfly arrow went back and forth again, and He Bei pulled Xie Juan to dodge it nimbly again.The black butterfly arrows brushed against his ears, cutting off a strand of flowing long hair from his sideburns.

The dense fog did not dissipate but increased, and a thin handkerchief could no longer cover the attack of the poisonous fog.

Xie Juan waved his sword, gathered his internal strength and slashed fiercely at the thick poisonous mist in front of him. The scattered poison made his vision clear for only a moment, and only a moment was enough. He caught a glimpse of a road.He pulled He Bei and ran towards the direction he wanted by instinct.

The effect of the poisonous mist is irrelevant to He Bei, but he is still at the seventh rank of Xie Juan, and his limbs have already started to become soft and numb.

He Bei squeezed Xie Juan's wrist, silently forcing the poisonous gas out of his body.

Facts have proved that Xie Juan pulled He Bei in the right direction, the fog in front of him became less and less, and his vision became slightly clearer.

The black butterfly arrow seemed to have eyes, and it chased He Bei closely.

He Bei kept dodging, while the butterfly wings kept brushing against his side, cutting through his clothes, leaving bloodstains on his skin.

Xie Juan smelled the increasingly thick smell of blood in his nostrils, and squeezed He Bei's palm nervously.Through the gradually dissipating fog, He Bei said in Xie Juan's ear, "Senior brother, I'm fine."

He Bei held Yanshan in his hand, raised his sleeve sword, and let out a long cry like a crane's cry, piercing a golden sword light, like stars falling suddenly from the night sky, landing heavily on the butterfly wings of the black butterfly arrow.

The moment the Black Butterfly Arrow was hit by the Yanshan Arrow, he was unscathed.But he was also burned by the sword energy and turned a corner.

Just now in the poisonous fog, He Bei knew that Shen Xiu and Song Liuying were still nearby.He couldn't see clearly and was afraid of hurting Song Liuying, so he never made a move.Now that he escaped from the poisonous fog, he has nothing to worry about.

Shujiao refused to show up in the dark, only relying on a black butterfly arrow to pull with He Bei, testing He Bei's true strength.

He Bei deliberately put the coffin key on his neck on his chest, refracting bits and pieces of light in the night.

"Help—" A cry for help came from the mist.It was Shen Xiu's voice.

He Bei's first reaction was: A thief shouting "Stop a thief?"

"Ah—" Immediately afterwards, Song Liuying's delicate voice called for help.

"Killer—" Shen Xiu called for help again.

The black butterfly arrow no longer aimed at He Bei, and rushed directly into the poisonous fog.

Xie Juan looked condensed: "It's Xiao Song and Boss Shen."

He Bei expected the situation to change: "Brother, you wait for me here."

Xie Juan was not relieved: "I will go with you."

He Bei looked calm: "Go and find Master."

"Well. Be sure, you must protect yourself." The shocking scars on He Bei's body made Xie Juan unstoppable.He watched He Bei's figure disappear into the poisonous mist.

At the same time, another dark red figure followed him into the mist.

In the poisonous fog, Shen Xiu was driving a gleaming broad knife around his neck, and behind him was a masked man in black.

The man in black said in a fierce tone, "Tell me, where is the key to the coffin, and where is that bastard?"

Shen Xiujiu was half awake, cold sweat broke out on his back, his tone was calm: "The key to the coffin is not with me, if you don't believe me, search for it."

Song Liuying's arms were bound by two men in black.He trembled all over, and his face turned pale with fright.The poisonous mist was inhaled between the mouth and nose, the limbs were weak, and it was impossible to stand up, and the weak internal strength could not be accumulated at all.

The man in black groped Shen Xiu's body for a while, but indeed found no trace of the coffin key.

"Where are the remnants of the Li Kingdom? I'll count to three. If you don't say anything, go see the King of Hades." The man in black issued an ultimatum, and the blade moved an inch forward to Shen Xiu's neck, drawing blood. .

"three."

"two."

"one."

Shen Xiu remained silent all along.

He Bei watched in the dark, if Shen Xiu dared to open his mouth within three seconds, he would kill him before the man in black.

The moment the man in black raised his sleeve and dropped the knife, there was a "poof", and the black butterfly arrow feather pierced his chest fiercely.In an instant, a gorgeous flower of blood burst open.The man in black stared angrily, before he had time to take another breath, he fell straight back.

Seeing this, the two men in black who were restraining Song Liuying fled quickly into the dark with Song Liuying's body in their hands.

Just two steps away, a dark red figure descended from the sky.

The poisonous mist was dispersed by a wave of internal force in an instant.

The face of the visitor was fabricated by the gods, and the facial features, skin, and contours were all exquisitely carved.The golden-brown pupils do not contain any trace of warm emotion.The red mole on the bridge of the nose is eye-catching, the thin lips are pursed, and the aura is awe-inspiring.

He raised his sleeve slightly, and released countless red thread shadows from the sleeve, cutting the head of the man in black horizontally.

The blood moistens things silently.

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