Ye Qiu never had a grasp of the timing, especially when facing this man carrying a gun, he did not dare to be careless, so he directly issued a fatal blow when he used the flying knife to suppress the other party.

But he didn't expect that his spear did not penetrate the other party's chest, but instead stabbed his golden spear.

Ye Qiu didn't even see his movements, and the golden spear blocked his ice spear.

Although the ice spear is sharp, it is condensed by ice after all. The hardness is not one or half of the point weaker than that of the golden spear, so the ice spear explodes directly.

But Ye Qiu did not give up. The remaining spears directly stabbed the other party's neck.

Although the sharpness of the ice is no longer as sharp as before, the human skin cannot resist it at all, so this shot is also fatal.

But the other party's feet were a little under his feet, and his body was quickly paddling backwards. His speed was very fast, as fast as a gust of wind.

He once told Ye Qiu that he belongs to the mutated wind attribute in the wood attribute, and he pays great attention to body skills. If he hadn't known the weirdness of the flying knife, he would not have been hit by the flying knife.

As soon as he retreated, Ye Qiu naturally couldn't keep up, which means that if Ye Qiu wanted to kill the other party, he would have no chance.

Opportunity is fleeting, and if you can't grasp it, it will be difficult to find it again.

Ye Qiu did not hesitate at all. He missed a blow, and his feet were slightly shaking, and his wings shook, and his whole body rushed to the air again.

If he is on the ground, he is not the opponent's opponent at all.

Sure enough, his body had just left the ground, and the man who had just pushed it suddenly appeared in his previous position, and the golden gun in his hand stabbed forward, as if he had been standing there all the time.

This trip is only in an instant.

In this instant, Ye Qiu had already left the ground and just avoided the fatal shot.

With a shot, the other party did not give up. The golden spear in his hand came out, causing a sound of breaking the wind and flew directly to Ye Qiu's head.

With Ye Qiu's rising speed, he would have to be stabbed by this shot, which shows how well the opponent's grasp of the timing is.

Ye Qiu didn't expect that he would suddenly do this, so it was too late to find out. Although he avoided the fatal key, he was still stabbed into his shoulder by a spear and blood spilled.

The powerful force on the golden spear directly knocked Ye Qiu backwards, and then fell into the dense forest in the distance.

The man looked at the move with a quick move, leaned forward slightly, and disappeared in an instant. When he appeared again, it was already the place where Ye Qiu fell.

But there was no Ye Qiu on the ground, only a few drops of blood fell on the grass leaves and slowly flowed to the ground.

His eyes narrowed into a line, glanced around, and soon he saw a flipped leaf. He smiled coldly and his body disappeared from the spot again.

Ye Qiu squatted on a tree trunk that was lying on the ground, chewing something in his mouth. Next to him was a golden gun with blood on the tip of the gun.

Then he spit out the things in his mouth, which were a kind of leaves that had been completely chewed by him at this moment.

He pressed the chewed leaves on the wound on his left shoulder, gasping for pain and grinning.

Holding the pain, he pulled off a strip of cloth from his clothes, wrapped the wound up, and moved his left hand, and he felt his whole arm numb.

If the body had not become much stronger after devouring the dragon, even if this shot was not his life, it would have to destroy his entire right arm.

He picked up the golden gun on the ground, and his murderous intent surged in his eyes. He had to kill the owner of the gun.

Putting aside the grievances and grievances before and after, he must also get rid of this mental illness for his future practice.

He shook the blood on the wall, shook it on the surrounding leaves, and then flashed into the dense forest.

He wants to kill the other party, and the other party naturally wants to kill him, so he must let the other party know his whereabouts.

Of course, in his current state, he cannot be his opponent, so he has to reveal his whereabouts, but he cannot let the other party catch up.

It is not an easy thing to do these two things at the same time.

As I continued to run and try, my left arm began to gradually become conscious, but the pain did not decrease. I just tried to swallow the dragon, and this pain was nothing.

After his left arm became conscious, Ye Qiu's speed of running forward began to slow down, and it became slower and slower, and then deliberately made his steps appear messy, so he also left messy footprints on the ground.

If you want to kill the opponent, you can only attack and make the opponent completely relax your vigilance.

After walking for a while as if he was exhausted and weak, Ye Qiu saw a cliff ahead and was immediately overjoyed.

Then his pace was slower, and he looked back from time to time, hoping that the other party would chase him quickly.

Soon, under the sunlight, a figure appeared in his sight. Because he was a little far away and the effect of sunlight, he could not see the other person's figure and appearance clearly.

Ye Qiu began to retreat, not only slowly, but also seemed very weak, and his eyes were even full of fear.

The figure is getting closer and closer, it is the man carrying a gun.

Ye Qiu was very happy when he was sure that it was the other party, but he did not show any sign of fear on his face. Instead, he had to pretend to be arrogant. It was not easy to do this at the same time.

Not only did he make the other party feel that he was on the verge of death, but he also wanted to show his true fear in his heart, but he also wanted to be arrogant to refuse to follow.

The other party rushed up quickly and suddenly slowed down when he was five feet away from Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu retreated tremblingly, his body began to tremble, and even his forehead was covered with cold sweat. Then he seemed to trip something under his feet, and his body fell directly backwards.

There was a dull sound, and dust was flying.

Ye Qiu's right hand was still holding the golden gun, covering the wound of the left arrow, and blood even kept flowing out. The blood had turned black. His eyes were staring at the other party, his feet kept moving, and he pushed his body back with difficulty.

The man smiled and said, "Little brother, as long as you hand over the dragon to me, I will give you a way out for what you helped me a few days ago."

Ye Qiu didn't say anything, but just kept sliding backwards.

The man stared at Ye Qiu with his eyes, as if he wanted to make sure that Ye Qiu was really seriously injured and died. His feet moved slowly approached Ye Qiu.

Soon he discovered the cliff, but he did not remind him, but with a faint smile, "Little brother, the dragon is very good, but it also needs life, right? If you lose your life, what's the point of asking for this dragon? When you die, this dragon is different from someone else's. Do you think this is the reason?"

Ye Qiu's eyes were still full of fear, but he seemed to be thinking about the other person's words, but his feet continued to push on the ground, completely like a natural reaction.

And his body was completely close to the cliff, but he seemed to have no idea.

The man narrowed his eyes and his murderous intent soared. Then he jumped up like an antelope, his hands formed into palms, and rushed directly to Ye Qiu.

In a hurry, Ye Qiu got up from the ground and turned around and was about to run, but as soon as he turned around, the other party pushed his back and fell directly down the cliff.

The moment he fell off the cliff, his eyes stared at the man standing on the cliff, full of resentment.

The man stood on the cliff with a smile on his face. At such a high cliff, no matter who falls down, he will definitely die, let alone a psychic on the verge of death.

Especially the look of Ye Qiu falling down made him feel comfortable. He had seen that look many times. Basically, the look of the person he killed would have that look before he died.

The pleasure after the murder made him feel extremely excited, and it could even be said to be crazy.

He looked down the cliff for a long time, then turned around and looked for the way down the cliff. Although Ye Qiu was dead, he still had a dragon on his body and his own golden spear.

The golden gun, which has been with him for many years, killed many people for him, was unwilling to lose it just like that.

Just as he turned around, his face suddenly changed. His neck, chest, waist, feet, and hands were all nailed into it by flying knives, and the spiritual power in his body was completely blocked in an instant. He didn't even have time to react, and a golden spear penetrated from his vest and then penetrated out of his front chest.

He looked down at the gun, so familiar.

This gun was his. He had followed him for many years and killed many people for him, but now it was inserted into his chest and destroyed his heart.

When he killed someone with this gun, he never thought that he would die under this gun one day.

His eyelids began to tremble violently, and the spirit in his eyes began to dissipate quickly. He wanted to turn around, but found that there was no strength.

But Ye Qiu had already walked around him and walked to him.

Ye Qiu in front of him had a smile on his face and a soft wings flapped his huge wings behind him, and there was no previous weakness and fear.

He never thought that he had deceived many people in his life, and one day he would be deceived by others. Once he was deceived, death would be waiting for him.

Ye Qiu stretched out a finger and gently pointed it between his eyebrows. His body leaned back, and then he thought about planting under the cliff.

His movements, his eyes, and the wood he looked at Ye Qiu just now. Ye Qiu fell down and flew up again. So what about him?

Naturally, he could not fly up again because he had no wings, because he had died before he fell off the cliff.

This is his end, and under the cliff is his burial place.

Ye Qiu gathered up the wings behind him, without any expression on his face, without the pleasure of killing, without the joy of defeat, and without the sorrow of regret for the other party.

If you want to say that there must be, it is his heart. At this moment, he finally let go, and his nerves that have been tense have also relaxed a lot.

He sat directly on the cliff. The mountain wind whistled, blowing his messy hair and his broken clothes, with a faint blood and the sweetness of flowers in the wind.

A bit dull, but so refreshing.

He had never blown such a wind, and had been bathed in such a sunshine. He felt extremely tired, and every muscle in his body was resisting. He wanted to sleep here, but he couldn't sleep, or even rest.

Because there were still strong men from Tianji Sect looking for him, he knew that the smell of blood in the air would soon attract these people.
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