The white-clothed monk looked ferocious and jumped from his horse's back to the roof like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, shaking up a layer of bricks and tiles.
At this moment, thanks to Song Hao's quick eyes and quick hands, he used "Thunder Shadow" to avoid the surprise attack of the white-clothed monks, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
"It seems it's because of Qin Yulong's matter again." After landing on the roof of another room, Song Hao's heart trembled as he looked at the roof that was torn apart by the white-clothed monks.
His only connection with Qianji Sect was that Qin Yulong who claimed to be the direct disciple of the master of Qianji Sect was deposed in Xujiacun.
The monk in front of him is a disciple of Qianji Sect.
Whoosh!
It was too late, but it was fast. Before Song Hao could rest for three breaths, another three sharp arrows struck through the air.
Song Hao spat and continued to use Thunder Shatter to jump to another roof to avoid it.
Now, Song Hao can't escape yet.
Firstly, he cannot abandon the Xu family and these refugees; secondly, Murong Xue is still recovering from her injuries. As long as Murong Xue successfully heals her injuries, the white-clothed monks in front of him and the robbers and bandits in the village, needless to say, will all be healed. He must die without a burial place!
Therefore, Song Hao now just wants to delay time.
Song Hao threw the broken knife and used the broken thunder shadow to evade the pursuit while relying on the broken knife to counterattack.
And now, he can only fight back in this way.
The monk in white is right, no matter how perfect the Qi Condensation Realm is, it is not foundation building after all.
Although Song Hao has the Law of Thunder by his side and can practice martial arts under the power of the law before establishing the foundation, the Qi Condensation Realm cannot carry out long-range attacks without the help of any external objects like the monks who establish the foundation.
In addition, the monk in white is a disciple of Qianji Sect and is good at mechanical crossbows. In this way, Song Hao will always be at a disadvantage because he cannot get close.
Moreover, Thunder Shatter consumes a lot of spiritual energy.
After several uses, Song Hao's physical strength was obviously not as good as before.
At this time, the monk in white also discovered this.
He suddenly stopped his pursuit and saw through Song Hao's flaw at a glance, "I have said before that the Qi Condensation Realm is just the Qi Condensation Realm after all!"
"Senior Brother Qin, Junior Brother has avenged you!" The monk in white offered a brown crossbow.
In an instant, a crossbow arrow shot out of the air and aimed directly at Song Hao's back.
The cold light was approaching, but Song Hao couldn't avoid it. He was hit by an arrow in his right arm and fell off the roof.
"Fuck!" Song Hao cursed.
The place where the crossbow arrow was hit suddenly gave rise to heartbreaking pain, followed by a sense of numbness that instantly spread throughout the body, and the blood at the wound began to turn dark red.
"It's poison! You actually used poison!" Song Hao held on to the arm that was hit by the arrow, stumbled up, and stared at the monk in white on the roof.
He could feel that the poison on the crossbow arrow had entered his body and was rapidly impacting his internal organs along his meridians.
This poison is too poisonous!
"So what! Just kill you!" The monk in white had a very calm face.
He raised his crossbow again and aimed at Song Hao.
At this moment, Xu Qinghe, who was among the refugees, yelled: "Despicable!"
"Huh?" Hearing this, the monk in white frowned and looked at the group of refugees.
Then he pointed the crossbow directly at Xu Qinghe.
"No!" Song Hao noticed and shouted.
But the crossbow arrow has been shot!
call out!
Kill with one blow!
Xu Qinghe fell in the crowd, and his body without spiritual energy protection was immediately corroded by the poison and turned black.
"Grandpa!" Seeing Xu Qinghe fall to the ground, the young mother let out a heartbreaking cry.
The monk in white had a look of disgust on his face, and pointed his crossbow at the young lady again, "You damn bitch, you're crying and moaning, it's really annoying!"
The monk in white is ready to kill another person!
"Bastard!" Song Hao yelled, gritting his teeth and resisting the torture of the poison entering his body, he forced the Thunder Shatter to appear in front of the white-clothed monk, and kicked away the white-clothed monk's crossbow.
The monk in white took a few steps back.
Song Hao's eyes were blood red. Even though he was deeply poisoned and his internal organs were raging as if they were being stirred together, he still rushed towards the monk in white without thinking about his own safety. He held the knife tightly and slashed at the neck of the monk in white.
However, the poisonous gas has corroded the meridians. After using Thunder Shatter once again, Song Hao can no longer emit the power of thunder from his palm. Although his sword skills are exquisite, without the blessing of thunder, his speed is obviously not fast enough.
With a few simple movements, the monk in white was able to dodge all of Song Hao's attacks.
At this time, there was also a certain distance between the two people.
The monk in white also found an opportunity again. He waved his hand and an arrow shot directly from his sleeve.
This time, it hit Song Hao's left arm holding the knife.
Song Hao was knocked away and fell to the ground again.
"I think you're not dead yet!" The monk in white stood firm.
However, although he dodged several of Song Hao's random slashes, his clothes and arms were still cut open by a few accidentally missed slashes.
Looking at the blood marks on his arm, the monk in white suddenly smiled ferociously and said, "Okay, okay! Song Hao! You have completely pissed me off!"
The monk in white condensed a sharp arrow and aimed at Song Hao.
With this arrow, he will completely eliminate Song Hao!
"Death!" The monk in white roared!
Just listen to the loud "whoosh" sound of the sharp arrow piercing the night sky, shooting towards Song Hao at lightning speed.
However, at this moment of life and death, a white lotus suddenly appeared in front of Song Hao.
The white lotus bloomed and crushed the crossbow arrows into powder.
"You're just building a foundation, but you dare to do evil!" Murong Xue appeared behind the lotus in a green robe, holding a thin silk sword and stepping on the void.
Seeing this, the white-clothed monk was shocked, "Shenzang Realm!"
"How could you know the brilliance of the sun and the moon, just like an ant?" Murong Xue's tone was cold, and there was a chilling murderous intent in her eyes.
This killing intent swept the entire place.
The entire village became even more eerie on this already very cold winter night.
"Not good!" The monk in white trembled in his heart.
He wanted to jump off the roof, but before he could do anything, he was split in half by a sword light.
Seeing this, a group of robbers and thieves were frightened and fled in all directions.
But Murong Xue had no intention of letting these bandits go. Her fingers trembled slightly, and a white lotus appeared under each bandit's feet.
Then, as the lotus bloomed, explosions and screams echoed through the sky repeatedly in the endless night.
After a few breaths, Murong Xue stepped down on the lotus.
She dismissed all the refugees, including her young mother, and turned back to Song Hao.
"This is poisonous gas entering the body!" Looking at Song Hao's purple lips, Murong Xue's face suddenly darkened.
In fact, she has only recovered to the Shenzang Realm, and she has no way to deal with the poisonous gas entering her body.
"Jiang Hao, Jiang Hao." Murong Xue tried to call out the name Song Hao told her.
But Song Hao had no reaction at this time.
Murong Xue bit her lip lightly.
After a moment, she picked up Song Hao, glanced at the Spiritual Beast Mountain Range not far away, jumped up, and flew deep into the mountain range.
