In the blink of an eye, the old figure approached. Looking at Gu Fenghua and others who were seriously injured in front of him, his cold eyes became even more murderous, so cold and ruthless.

Suddenly, a black dot reflected in his pupils, and his eyes suddenly shook.

A crossbow with a dark body and a strange shape appeared in Luo Enen's hand.

With Changsun Luocang's cultivation status and tens of thousands of years of experience, even a magical weapon, he could see some mystery at a glance, but the crossbow in front of him gave him an unpredictable and profound feeling, and he could not understand the principles of the artifacts in it at all.

Danger! Although it is just a Taoist soul holy body, Changsun Luocang himself is a powerful man in the realm of the Emperor Saint. His six consciousnesses are powerful and his intuition about danger is far better than ordinary people, and he immediately smells the smell of danger.

At the same time, Luo Enen had already pulled off the crossbow without hesitation. A short curved arrow, like a black poisonous snake, flew towards Changsun Luocang.

He made up his mind to kill Gu Fenghua and others, and the other party was seriously injured. Changsun Luocang did not leave any strength at all. He was in mid-air and could not turn around, so he could only twist his waist.

It has to be admitted that Changsun Luocang can have his current status, which is definitely not a false reputation. He has had a reputation for tens of thousands of years. In his early years, he did not know how many life and death challenges he had experienced. This hasty twist seemed simple and ordinary, but in fact it was the peak of Miaoda. According to the flight trajectory of the serpentine black arrow, it was impossible for him to hurt him at all. However, while his waist was twisting, the serpentine short arrow suddenly changed direction, as if time had stopped, and was pulled out by someone, and then he flew towards Yu Boqian in a different direction.

Yu Boqian did not have the tacit understanding of Gu Fenghua and others. When he cut the first sword, his internal organs were injured and his blood flowed backwards. Therefore, every attack since then fell behind them. It is precisely for this reason that his injuries were much lighter than Gu Fenghua and others.

Seeing the snake-shaped black arrow suddenly change direction and flew straight towards him, he instinctively raised his sword to block it.

"Let's go down, lie down quickly." But before he could raise his sword, the anxious shouts of Gu Fenghua and the others came from his ears.

A flash of light from the corner of his eyes, he saw the other people lying on the ground in unison, Gu Fenghua was no exception.

Even the sect leader had already lay down. Yu Boqian, who was approaching his brainless fans, could not hesitate. Without thinking too much, Hula fell to the ground.

Almost as he lay down, the short snake-shaped arrow suddenly sank without warning and flew past his previous heart veins.

Cold sweat flowed down Yu Boqian's forehead. Fortunately, he didn't raise his sword to block it, otherwise the short arrow would have pierced the heart veins, and he would not even have a chance to dodge.

The serpentine black arrow crossed over Yu Boqian's head, and the direction suddenly changed again, flying towards Changsun Luocang again.

Changsun Luocang had just twisted his old waist when he saw the black arrow changing direction strangely. Even though he had been knowledgeable for thousands of years, he was shocked. At this time, the old waist had not yet turned back, and he saw the black arrow changing direction again and flew straight into his eyebrows. What was most surprising was that the speed did not slow down at all, but was a little faster than before when he left the string. Before he could think too much, he could only twist his neck hard.
Chapter completed!