Jiang Yan's eyes slowly swept across the battlefield, clearly seeing the entire battlefield, and roughly remembering the appearance of several opponents:
One is not tall, has slender eyebrows, and has an ordinary appearance; the other has a scar under his left eye, has a gloomy temperament, and is wearing a dark red robe.
The last one was also wearing a dark red robe, with a poker face, a cold expression, and seemed numb.
There were actually two groups of people... When he saw the clothes of the three people, this thought flashed through his mind.
"Which one should I choose?"
Jiang Yan took a silent breath. Without thinking too much, he tilted his arm slightly and selected the target - the short man.
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The reason is that his clothes are similar to those of the Yinfeng Bandit below, and he is most likely the leader of this bandit force.
According to what Yin Zhong and Chu Pingqing said before, this person is a must-kill target.
"Just this little dwarf..."
Jiang Yan's eyes suddenly lit up as the spiritual skill 'Heart Seizing Illusion God' was activated, and the invisible and qualitative power of the soul completely enveloped him as a shield.
The next moment, he flicked his index finger and released the bow string.
Amidst the buzzing sound, a white line suddenly appeared in the sky above "Hundred Fissures", splitting the sky, and jumping forward.
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boom!
On a certain flower bud that was about to bloom, thick and winding lightning crackled and exploded, shattering the flower bud and interrupting its tendency to bloom.
Among the debris that filled the sky, Yin Zhong stepped forward and turned into electric currents, avoiding subsequent attacks and rejoining Chu Pingqing.
The two of them faced each other, fighting with their opponents while gradually opening up the distance, trying to keep the battle circle away from here.
"A quarter of an hour."
During a certain gap, Yin Zhong coughed quietly and said in a weak tone:
"I don't have much time.
"Once the effect of the secret technique ends, the person's condition will be reduced by roughly 30%. If you don't leave early..."
He glanced at the nearby opponents:
"I'm afraid I will really stay here."
"Then stay until the end."
When Chu Pingqing heard this, his expression did not change much. He just observed the battlefield on the ground with the corner of his eye. He noticed that the disciples of Qingmu Hall did not find a chance to break out and escape, but were killed many times. His eyes narrowed:
"Try to create opportunities for them."
After saying this, his voice suddenly turned cold:
"If they don't have the chance to escape in the end, I swear, no matter what the cost, I will destroy the Yinfeng Bandit and the forces behind it."
"There are also traitors in the association." Yin Zhong immediately added.
After the discussion, the two of them did not get together again. They separated and went to kill each other's three talisman realms.
"How stupid."
Lin Qi, the leader of the Yinfeng Pirates, opened his big hand, layers of palm shadows burst out, and he grasped a spear that shone with thunder.
After shattering the spear, he did not step forward immediately. Instead, he cast his gaze downwards and raised the corners of his mouth little by little:
"Now it seems that failing to kill these little guys is a good thing, at least it gives you a certain bond.
"Otherwise, I won't have a chance to keep you."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became frozen, and the depths of his eyes were gradually filled with a rising silver moon.
"This? Another talisman realm?
"Friend or foe?"
Before the Yinfeng Thief Lord could make any guesses, the group of bandits under his command had already collapsed, and were illuminated by the "moonlight" that was about to arrive, and were divided into countless fragments.
"Damn it!"
Seeing this scene, Lin Qi was stunned for a moment, and then his heart was filled with anger. He leaned forward and instinctively wanted to fly down and kill this mysterious man who had just appeared.
Just as he stepped forward, a huge, shining green leaf "just happened" to come to his feet.
Buzz...The green leaves immediately emitted a dazzling light, engulfing Lin Qi's figure.
The next breath, Lin Qi came to Su Tian's side.
"Don't be impulsive." Su Tian looked at the scene on the ground indifferently, her eyes stayed on Jiang Yan for a moment, and then withdrew:
"Everyone on the left and right has given up. Now that they are all killed, it saves some effort."
As he spoke, the energy around him surged like a volcano about to erupt:
"Stop covering up. Before that person comes, concentrate your strength and cripple one of them. Otherwise, things will change."
He stared at Lin Qi and reminded him threateningly:
"Leader Lin, if you don't really try your best and make some contribution, I can't recommend you.
"So, don't hold back, otherwise, you will have to face the White Crane Chamber of Commerce alone, and face the half-step extreme boss who is extremely protective."
Hearing this, Lin Qi's face twitched unnaturally, and he lowered his head and remained silent for a few breaths.
When he looked up again, his expression had become ferocious, and his eyes were a little more crazy:
"I hope you will keep your word, otherwise I will make you pay the price."
"Haha." Su Tian promised with a smile, relaxing the atmosphere: "I keep my word."
"Okay." Lin Qi closed his eyes and suddenly flew forward. In the process, his momentum increased steadily, and he obviously also used some secret method to temporarily increase his strength.
"This is my sincerity."
His voice came from far away.
"Let's do it together." Su Tian looked at Lin Qi's figure, turned his head and said to his stern companion:
“It would be best to keep both of them.
"The two talisman realms are enough to make the White Crane Chamber of Commerce feel distressed. Once the matter is completed, the contribution we can make will not be small."
The poker-faced companion did not speak and responded directly with actions.
He opened his hands, and a shadow of a big tree that covered the sky and sun suddenly appeared behind him. This big tree had no leaves, and its branches were densely packed with teeth and claws. At the tip was a sharp "mouth".
Amidst the roar of the wind, the dense branches rushed towards Yin Zhong and Chu Pingqing, taking one step ahead of Lin Qi and launching an attack.
As for him, there were green leaves flashing under his feet, and he disappeared completely.
Seeing that his opponent was trapped, Su Tian raised his hand and a dark, ominous mirror immediately appeared in front of him.
The mirror reversed and then emitted a black beam of light that hit Yin Zhong, staggering him and causing a flaw in him.
"Lin Qi!" Su Tian yelled immediately.
Su Tian didn't need to remind them. Lin Qi, who had just approached Yin and Chu and was about to launch an attack, also discovered this opportunity with his own acumen.
The figure of the short Yinfeng Thief Master suddenly disappeared on the spot and was behind Yin Zhongde in an instant, raising his palm at the same time.
At the same time, behind him, there was also an eight-armed figure whose face could not be seen clearly, raising his palms at the same time.
Some of them held a dark green spear, some raised a pure white bottle, and some held a ball of flame...
Eight palms, eight different attack methods.
"Ho..." Su Tian's eyes lit up:
"It's really hard."
From this posture, he also felt danger.
However, the expected attack did not fall. The eight attacks shrouded it and dissipated before they completely arrived.
"Ahhhh!!!"
A roar of pain suddenly spread across the sky. Lin Qi held his head with both hands and curled up in mid-air. Blood flowed out of his facial features uncontrollably and fell down. His expression was so distorted that his veins burst out, and he looked like an evil ghost. He seemed to be suffering some unspeakable pain.
"What...is going on?"
Su Tian looked around in confusion. After finding nothing, he patted the mirror and turned the black mirror around again. This allowed him to finally discover the origin of the change:
In the mirror, a slender young man raised his bow in Lin Qi's direction, and his index finger was slowly leaving the bowstring.
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