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Chapter 2256 [Shangxie] measure

The flames were swayed by the wind, casting flowing shadows on the ground from the tall copper pillars.

The long night has not yet passed, but the blood has already filled the sky with a fishy smell.

For a moment, the sword light was like snow, and it swept down from the sky, cutting a large piece of light with a swish.

The moment when the dense night was reflected into day, and the sound of the wind was cut apart, huge handfuls of coquettish blood flowers sprayed out again. When the light of Xue Liang's sword disappeared, the tip of the sword illuminated Xia Fuyi's face. Ying Mingmei's peach blossom eyes are colder than the long sword at the moment, just passing by is enough to make people's hearts tremble.

Seeing Jiange disciples one by one become her ghosts under the sword, Zhan Luoying who stood tall on the stairs frowned slightly, closed her eyes, and let out a long sigh.

When he opened his eyes again, a person suddenly appeared behind him, holding a black bow and arrow, carrying a quiver on his back, and wearing a strong outfit that was deep and cold as if rendered by the night.

Zhan Luoying didn't look back, but just stared at Xia Fuyi in the green shirt on the square. After staring for a moment, he heard the sound of drawing a bow from his side.

Just by his voice, he could imagine the black bow being gradually stretched to its full length. Zhan Luoying still didn't look back, and just said calmly,
"You should know how to measure."

The man's voice is cold,

"What measure should I know?"

he asks,

"Facing a person who has killed countless Jiange disciples, how should I behave?"

Mu Ningqing, who was once rescued from the devil by Xia Fuyi and abandoned by her in a desperate situation, and who had called her "Little Master" countless times, held a bow in one hand and took an arrow in the other, slowly using force until the string was full, then narrowed her eyes, Captured the figure that was lightly leaping into the air, then gritted his teeth and let go suddenly.

The long arrow pierced through the wind and went away.

Xia Fuyi, who was pointed at by the long arrow, raised her head immediately if she felt something. A star-like arrow tip quickly expanded and approached in her sight. Long Yuan blocked the arrow with a bang.

But before she landed, the second arrow had arrived.

At the same time, the surrounding Jiange disciples had already launched an attack again, but all of them left trails for the feathered arrow as expected, and Xia Fuyi immediately became even more strenuous.

There was a sound of the tip of the arrow piercing the flesh, but Xia Fuyi didn't even pause for a moment and pulled out the feathered arrow that had shot into his left shoulder with one hand, and at the same time turned around and flew out, heading straight towards the direction the arrow came from.

On the steps, Mu Ningqing tilted her head slightly in the dark, and reached out to grab the feather arrow that had been flying all the way.

The body of the arrow, which was infused with powerful internal force, exploded tremblingly in his hand, leaving only the tip of the arrow in his hand.

Mu Ningqing looked down, the sharp arrow left in his hand scratched his palm, and some blood flowed, but more, it was the scarlet brought from that person.

It was moist and warm to the touch.

Mu Ningqing looked at it for a moment, raised her head expressionlessly, threw away the broken arrow, and pulled the string again without hesitation.

The bow is like a full moon, the man in the square under the moonlight is already in a state of distress, but the sharpness of a knife in his eyes, and the icy murderous aura in his every move and move, the two hundred Jiange disciples who are waiting here tonight At this moment, she has killed only a few people.

The point of the arrow was aimed at the ruthless Killing God among the corpses all over the ground, and just as he was about to let go of the string, a figure suddenly broke into his peripheral vision.

Slender and petite, but his feet rushed to the center of the sword, light and sword shadow.

Mu Ningqing withdrew her gaze, let go of the arrow indifferently.

(End of this chapter)