"These people can ignore the illusion created by evil spirits, and they must be not ordinary people..."

"If they just happened to pass by, that's nothing. But if they were chasing me, who were they?"

"I just stopped in Hefengcheng for half an incense stick, and someone was watching me?"

"They are not from Taixu Immortal Sect, but they are wearing red clothes, with a blood-colored blade embroidered at the corners of the clothes...

My sister-in-law once mentioned when chatting with me that this kind of dress is a mark of a top killer force in the world.

If I remember correctly, they should be the killers of the Red Blade Tower.”

"My sister-in-law also said that any major forces that have lasting forever in the world must have the support of the corresponding Immortal Sect, but these Immortal Sects are not as powerful as the Taixu Immortal Sect.

Therefore, if you encounter people from these major forces appearing in large numbers, you must be careful.

Even though their realm is not that high, they are likely to carry magic weapons given by the upper Immortal Sect.

Although weapon refiners are rare, every immortal sect has such talents.”

"As for the purpose... if they really come to me, then they will have nothing to do with Taixu Immortal Sect. The court and rivers of the Daxu Dynasty have been penetrated by Taixu Immortal Sect too much..."

Xia Yan thought quickly, and he looked into the distance, while also observing the surroundings through the sight of a hundred red paper men.

The black killers quickly rushed to the vicinity, but no one spoke, they were just searching for something.

Xia Yan quickly made a judgment: This group of people came to find him!

So, he decisively grabbed the black bow with his left hand, lowered his right hand, pulled out nine arrows from the quiver on the side of the hanging wheelchair, and placed them on the bowstring. The gray luster on the black bow flowed, quickly covering the nine arrows.

Scream~~

The bowstring slowly sounded, becoming more and more tense.

The bow bends and gradually becomes a full moon.

Xia Yan's eyes were staring at the three obviously leaders through hundreds of red paper men.

Scream~~~

The sound of the bowstring is hidden in the sound of the wind, and the silent night is emitting a quiet murderous intent.

It took only half a second to aim. When Xia Yan's spirit was locked on the three people at the same time, his hand relaxed.

Nine pale rays of light flew out, but they were divided into three groups in the air and shot in three different directions.

After a moment, three screams came.

Uncle Zhao of Taixu Immortal Sect can't block Xia Yan's arrow, let alone these three people?

These three people may have magic weapons and trump cards in their hands, but they died before they even saw Xia Yan's people.

The screams were like oil spots falling into the water, instantly detonating the more than a hundred killers.

The killers began to search for the location of the archer.

However, at this moment, a strange laugh suddenly sounded in the night.

"Hehehe..."

"Hehehehehehe..."

Xia Yan used [Little Spirit Control Technique] to control the red paper man or appeared as a strange shadow and stood on one side, or made strange laughs to interfere with his vision, create pressure, and force the other party to panic.

However, the many killers in the Red Blade Tower were not cowardly. Not only did they not escape, they also quickly became alert.

They faced each other in groups of five, forming more than 30 slowly rotating small circles, staring vigilantly, showing a very well-trained look.

Xia Yan did not take any more action. He had limited arrows and had not figured out the situation.

The more than a hundred Red Blade killers obviously understood this, so they actually acted like they were going to consume it with their lives, and as long as they found Xia Yan, they would rush forward.

Time passed by minute by minute...

Xia Yan showed great patience at this time, just like a skilled and experienced hunter, far less panic and reckless than a boy should have.

The quietness in this strange atmosphere, coupled with time, can completely crush a person.

The more than a hundred killers were humans, so they would naturally be crushed.

After a stick of incense, the killers' patience was finally exhausted.

They still had some commanders, and they divided up some people and began to rush towards the Red Paper Man.

However... although the ordinary evil spirits in the Red Paper Man are not enough to confuse these warriors with strong qi and blood, these warriors cannot use the blades in their hands to hurt the Red Paper Man.

Xia Yan manipulated the strange shadows and was spinning in the forest under the moon.

The strange laughter was roaring, colliding back and forth in the night forest.

The killers felt that the air became colder and colder, and the fear in their hearts gradually overwhelmed their courage.

moonlight.

wilderness.

Forest.

The killer is on guard, and the red shadow swept.

The boy in the wheelchair sat upright in the evergreen shadow, looking down at his feet.

The pale and dull hair on his head drooped anxiously, dragging it, as if he was about to rush down immediately.

And at this moment, these stupid hair suddenly noticed something, and burst out excitedly, rushing behind Xia Yan.

Before Xia Yan could react, he heard a scream six or seven meters away from behind him.

He quickly turned around and saw a red-clothed killer standing in the shadow of the neighboring tree...

The killer was very extraordinary and could approach him silently. Unfortunately, no trump card was useless, so he was killed by these excited daemons.

The white hair is in contact with the hair [Hungry Ghost Road], which plays the role of a "straw", and a large amount of life energy is quickly transmitted from the tip of the hair to Xia Yan.

So Xia Yan's skin became a little paler and his breath became a little colder.

An inexplicable emotion began to arise in my heart, and a violent demon seed that was about to take root and sprout appeared under the soil of my heart.

And this scream directly indicated Xia Yan's location.

The more than a hundred red-clothed assassins suddenly looked up and stared at Xia Yan with more than three hundred eyes.

Immediately afterwards, killers swept quickly towards the top of the tree from all directions.

Xia Yan looked calm, raised his hand, bent his bow, and shot continuously.

One shot of nine arrows, no one was invisible.

Just a few raised their hands and the rainbows were everywhere in the sky, and the more than a hundred assassins had lost more than half.

But taking advantage of this opportunity, the remaining assassins have also stood on the branches...

As the branches trembled in autumn, the assassins saw the wheelchairs above the ancient tree through the moonlight.

They did not hesitate and took action directly.

They may not know who the target is, but they know that the target is here and are in a wheelchair.

And Xia Yan is their goal.

Clam clang clang clang!!!

The continuous sound of drawing the sword is extremely harsh.

The sword appeared like a cold light, and the cold light formed a sudden round needle, tightly slinging from all directions to the pale and thin boy.

There is no doubt that the completely out of control of the stupid hair were happy. They spread happily and directly penetrated towards the approaching assassin.

The assassins stopped and their eyes showed disbelief.

They had long never expected that this young man was so terrible.

At this moment, a strange and static scene appeared in the moonlight:

The boy is like a spider demon,

The pale spider webs spread seven or eight meters away, capturing all the killers close to each other.

These killers had different postures, and one of them even held a black nail wrapped in talisman paper. The nail was obviously a magic weapon. Although it was not known how many magic weapons it was, it must have lethality. However, this person was dead before he could use the magic weapon.

All the killers were penetrated by spider webs and fixed in the air.

And her face is getting older quickly, and her black hair is getting withered quickly...

Obviously, every hair is passively using the [Hungry Ghost Realm], and anyone who approaches will absorb all the vitality of life by them.

"What the hell is this?"

Xia Yan felt a huge stream of vital energy pouring into his body, but these vital energy of life had been transformed by the [Hungry Ghost Realm] and turned into another kind of force, making him more pale and cold...

The violent seed in my heart was watered by so many life energy and took root directly, breaking through the soil of my heart, revealing hideous buds.

As the small bud was revealed, Xia Yan's soul was shaken and his heart was in a mess.

He closed his eyes...

I don't know how long it took.

Sexy sex...

Shredded corpses fell from the sky like rain.

In the sound of "rain", Xia Yan's long black and white hair flew like a demonic flame.

He slowly opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!