Xia Ji started [Gianling Xuanjian] and suddenly felt that the true energy was transformed into vigorous energy. That wonderful feeling made him turn the huge stone twice in his hand.

The arrow snake shot in an instant.

He blocked it with a huge rock at will.

The stone was too big and it blocked all the arrows directly without any skill.

As for consumption, it does not exist at all.

He was holding the huge stone at this time, as if an ordinary person was holding a small stone.

The man in white in the distance was shocked to pop out.

He directed his shooting dozens of times in a row.

He used all kinds of means under the arrows in the sky.

The white-clothed commander was indeed not talking nonsense, his attainment in the way of arrow formation was indeed high.

Arrows shot in various strange ways.

Three hundred consecutive beads.

Floating shot.

The goddess scatters flowers.

Even three hundred into one.

These are all amazing arrow array techniques outside.

But it is completely useless for Xia Ji.

Only then did he feel the feeling of Li Yuaner using his strength to break the tricks.

No matter how the other party was, he just danced around simply and roughly, and then he even pulled out a tree.

The action is very simple, just block it with a stone and shoot it with a tree.

He remembered the scene where Li Yuaner held the sky-bombing hammer and hit it one by one.

It's really easy.

Skill?

Need skills?

Look at my weapon, whether it is big or heavy, how can you stop it unless you run fast?

At this moment, Xia Ji was completely convinced that this was a legendary martial art.

There are also shortcomings in this technique.

That is, you cannot use too much true energy, so the speed is not fast.

No wonder Li Yuan'er was riding a dark horse.

The man in white in the distance was stunned.

This is simply a monster covered in human skin.

But obviously the man in white also noticed the other party's "slow speed".

He began to command and used his body skills to launch guerrillas.

The Holy Assassin of more than 300 people started to move.

Run and shoot.

No matter how fancy the arrow skill was, Xia Ji just held a stone blocking and a big tree to shoot.

He didn't spend any effort at all.

This is just the tenth level of [Gianling Mystery Mirror]!

The limit of platinum exercises is definitely more than thirteen levels.

Xia Ji suddenly had more expectations, and he decided to keep a distance from Li Yuaner after going back.

He looked at the arrows turbulent in the sky and the figures running and moving, and for a moment he felt like he was fighting a boss in his previous life.

But at this moment he is the boss.

Players are sieging themselves with all their might.

But what's the use?

They didn't know that they were not injured at all.

The white-clothed commander's voice sounded from a distance: "He can't hold on anymore! He must be unable to hold on so much consumption!"

Xia Ji put the tree aside.

The white-clothed commander noticed it keenly and continued to yell: "Look, he is almost exhausted!"

Xia Ji felt a little itchy behind his back, so he scratched it, and then grabbed the tree in time and slapped the arrows at will.

After the filming, I put it aside and continued to scratch itchy.

The assassins are not fools.

How come this looks like it has been consumed?

The white-clothed commander finally stopped lying on himself.

The key is that the arrow is almost empty, and the opponent is still so sensible.

"What kind of monster is this? It's completely different from the information I collected!

The demon monk can transform into a flame vajra, and the area around Emperor Yama can transform into a deadly weapon... The one who snatched the divine weapon this time should be Emperor Yama.

But what exactly is this leading up to?

And after fighting for a long time, I didn't even see the other person's appearance.

If this continues..."

The white-clothed commander did not recognize [Gianling Xuanjian]. He only thought that this person was amazingly powerful, so he felt that he needed to confirm again, so he couldn't help but shout, "You... are you from the underworld?"

Xia Ji didn't speak.

The white-clothed commander suddenly raised his hand and shouted, "Stop."

With this sound, all the arrows stopped.

"Brother... Is this a misunderstanding for brother? Why don't you and I stop first?"

Xia Ji said: "Stop shouting, stop, you're almost finished shooting the arrow?"

The white-clothed commander thought for a while, and he looked at the only exit that naturally surrounded the terrain. The exit was only enough for three people to pass through, and it was very narrow.

In the torch, he raised his hand and quickly made a retreat gesture.

Let's go to a safe place first.

However, Xia Ji seemed to have expected that before the three hundred killers started running, he threw the huge rock in his hand away.

boom.

The huge rock blocks the door.

One piece was not enough, so he grabbed the huge rock beside him and threw it away.

Until the narrow mouth is filled.

He removed [Gianling Xuanjian], and his whole body looked like a flying eagle shot out, flying to the top of the huge rock. At the same time, he grabbed a mask with his left hand that "I've been ready for a long time, but I didn't want to use it now" and pressed it on his face, overlooking the entire snow-falling canyon.

That is the cow's head in the underworld.

A gray-gold mask covered his face, with strange horns growing on both sides, and at the same time, the mysterious and bizarre gray-gold robe covering the bottom.

Xia Ji shouted in a humble voice: "You didn't misunderstand, I'm the person from the underworld."

Commander in white:...

"You've finished attacking, now it's my turn.

He jumped down from the boulder, grabbed two trees and started a simple push.

In the snowy canyon, there was only one monster chasing, and the remaining 300 people were on the run. Anyone who wanted to climb up the stone at the exit was rushed back and killed by Xia Ji.

Many of the confident assassins tried to stop and organize the attack, but were still killed instantly.

After two incense sticks, most of the three hundred assassins in the canyon were dead.

Some of them wanted to pretend to be dead, but how could they escape Xia Ji's induction?

The white-clothed commander watched the terrifying bull head slowly approaching, his face changed a few times, and suddenly gritted his teeth, and poison was hidden between his teeth.

He bites fast, but Xia Ji's speed is faster.

In an instant, his figure pulled out the afterimage. The man was in front of the white commander, pinching his cheeks with both hands, and at the same time, his left fingers rose up and pointed it on the forehead of the man in white.

Widths of black air suddenly surged out, seeping out from his pointers, and penetrated into the body of the white-clothed man.
To be continued...