Devil's Concubine

Chapter 78
Judging this, Mo Ranchen flew up quickly, and the figure disappeared into the dense jungle, and those figures in black who were hiding in the dark finally showed their figures at this time, no less than thirty men in black, each in black and black Pants, black scarves and masks, wrapped themselves tightly, and the murderous aura exuded from them, frightened forest birds and fallen leaves, it seemed that they were organized and premeditated.

"Who is it, who wants to kill me?"

Mo Ranchen pondered for a while, without a clue, and suddenly felt a little irritable. He came to pursue Chu Yunshang, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing, fell into someone else's trap, and didn't know that Chu Yunshang Is there anything wrong with Chang?

The figure of Chu Yunshang inadvertently appeared in his mind, Mo Ranchen was slightly taken aback, and then shook his head. This time is not the time to think about these messy things.

Right now, the dangers are everywhere, and there is no room for burnout.

"Who ordered you to come?" Mo Ranchen stared at the black-clothed assassins and asked in a deep voice.

No one opened their mouths to speak, what responded to him was the sound of long arrows piercing the air, like rain, piercing the air, shaking off a large leaf, and shooting at the big tree where he was hiding.

"Ding ding... ding ding..."

There was a hailstorm, and there were endless ding ding sounds in my ears, and several long arrows passed by the ink-stained clothes, life and death were in an instant.

These black-clothed assassins overflowed with murderous aura, and when they shot, they would never stop dying. How could Mo Ranchen not feel this, his face became colder and colder, and suddenly his figure flew high, with a handful of leaves in his hand, Like a goddess scattering flowers, she sprinkled them out.

Several black-clothed assassins were caught off guard, and were immediately covered in blood by the leaves. However, these black-clothed assassins were extremely ferocious, and no one made a sound, and they still just raised their hands to shoot.

Fighting unprepared with preparedness, Mo Ranchen was extremely passive for a while, and these black-clothed assassins were all eccentric and skilled. It seemed that they were well-trained, and none of them were good at it.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

The long arrows burst through the air, and the mountains and forests shook. Even if Mo Ranchen's martial arts skills are excellent, he can't think of a way at this time, only to keep changing places to dodge.

And those figures in black were silent, like maggots on tarsal bones, and they would not stop until they hunted him down. All their movements were in unison, and their arrows were all aimed at him.

"drink!"

Mo Ranchen yelled loudly, and the sound shook the sky. At the same time, his figure flashed, and a crimson shadow like blood flashed across the sky.

Like a blood-colored ghost, Mo Ranchen threw himself down, advancing instead of retreating, and rushed towards these men in black. He moved so quickly that he almost shot out a wave of arrows before the second wave of arrows rained. When it came, he rushed over.

Hands up and hands down, quickly reaping a few lives.

There was still not a single sound, this silent hunt was going on without a sound.

"嗤..." With a sound, a strong wind rushed towards his face, but it was the leader of the black-clothed assassin who immediately drew his bow and shot an arrow, and shot at Mo Ranchen.

Mo Ranchen dodged in a hurry, "咻咻...咻咻..." Countless arrows came after them with biting vigor.

Mo Ranchen glanced at the leader of the assassin, his eyes were raging and powerful, the black-clothed assassin was also a type of man who licked blood with a knife, but when Mo Ranchen saw it like this, his heart was shocked, and he staggered back. a few steps.

Mo Ranchen sneered: "A group of young people, can they really kill me? Dreaming!"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Ranchen's aura suddenly changed, cold, cold to the bone, extremely cold.

As his aura changed, he was as fast as lightning, flying through the rain of arrows, grabbed the void with his backhand, and caught several flying long arrows in his palm, and threw them out with his backhand.

"Puff...Puff..."

A few black-clothed figures immediately became ghosts under the arrows. Mo Ranchen took advantage of the situation and quickly shot, beheading a dozen black-clothed assassins in a row, forcing the black-clothed assassins back a lot, and they stopped.

"I'll ask again, who sent you here? Otherwise, you're all going to die!" Mo Ranchen stepped out, and the ground shook slightly under his feet, and the leaves behind him fell, extremely powerful.

The black-clothed assassin was obviously overwhelmed, he forgot to shoot the arrow for a while, and just stared at him intently.

The mountains and forests were silent, the fallen leaves were rustling, and no one spoke.

What broke the silence of the mountains and forests was a long arrow that flew out from nowhere.

No one knows where the arrow came from, and no one knows who shot the arrow.

With one arrow, the strength is surging, containing the natural power of heaven and earth, even Mo Ranchen's face changed drastically.

"Not good." Mo Ranchen yelled inwardly, the figure rose from the ground, jumped up and down a few times, and jumped more than ten feet in a row, and then managed to avoid the vital point, but the long arrow still made a whistling sound, stabbed his sleeve.

A cold wind blew up, and the long arrow pierced through the sleeves. With a "pop", the sleeves exploded, and a burst of energy flowed in all directions, causing Mo Ranchen's wrists to numb slightly.

"What a domineering arrow, who is this person?"

Mo Ranchen turned his head and looked in the direction where the long arrow came from.

The mountains and forests are so dense that no one can be seen at all, and at this moment, those black-clothed assassins also reacted very quickly, and they were outflanking and launched an attack on Mo Ranchen.

With such a short distance, bows and arrows can no longer exert any advantage. These people all drew out the long swords behind their backs, and the sword was shining brightly, and they slashed at Mo Ranchen.

Mo Ranchen's figure flickered, erratically, and there was only a crimson figure jumping vertically and horizontally between the black figures, without any pause.

"Bang bang... bang bang..."

Every time Mo Ranchen made a move, one person would die in Huangquan.

With a sound of "Hoo!", another long arrow shot from behind.

The long arrow seemed to have pierced the void, carrying an extremely domineering force, and there was a buzzing and vibrating sound in the air, piercing the eardrums of people.

"Good come!"

(End of this chapter)