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After gradually moving away from the altar, the surroundings began to become very dark, and the only faint light came from the group of enemies behind them who were wielding swords and guns.

Ying Longxiao was very fast, jumping up and down between trees, like an agile monkey.

The people from Beihai Gang and Moying Guild couldn't catch up with him, so they had to constantly call their friends and rush out from various sections to intercept him.

At the same time, a large number of arrows roared in the dense forest. Some players with good accuracy, with the help of equipment and skills, can accurately hit the target fifty meters away.

Ying Longxiao relied on his strong skills to dodge more than a dozen arrows one after another, and used random pebbles to shoot down several arrows that threatened him.

However, there is a particularly troublesome tall man among the enemies, Mo Ying Qiufeng from Mo Ying Guild. The arrows he shoots are not only fast and accurate, but also have a very tricky flight path, always sending the arrows out from an unexpected angle.

At a glance, Ying Longxiao clearly felt that the arrow missed the target, but as a result, the arrow drew an arc in the air, bypassed a tree, and then flew towards him.

Under such weird archery skills, even Ying Longxiao, who was good at light skills, had a huge headache. In less than a minute, he was hit by four arrows.

Ying Longxiao hid behind a tree, gritted his teeth, pulled out the arrows from his body, and drank a bottle of potion, bringing his health back from the edge of death.

Suddenly, his alert ears heard the sound of biting wind, and he quickly swung out of the way and jumped out from behind the tree.

Almost at the same time, an arrow as thick as a thumb pierced the trunk of the tree, got stuck in the tree, and spit out a two-inch-long arrow, pointing right at the back of Ying Long Xiao's head where he had been at the last moment.

Ying Long Xiao was slightly startled, and he couldn't help but admire him in surprise.

In addition to the president Mo Ying Qingfeng, all the members of Mo Ying Guild are also very skilled. Especially this young ranger named Mo Ying Qiufeng, who not only completed shooting from such a distance, but also remembered his height and tried to The arrow shot to the head and cut off the remaining health of him.

In the distance, there are people moving.

Before Ying Longxiao could think too much, Mo Ying Qiufeng shot another arrow.

Ying Longxiao aimed at the arrow and used his strong finger power to pop out a pebble, trying to knock the arrow out of the air.

However, a strange scene happened again.

The arrow in flight suddenly turned and missed the pebbles. In the blink of an eye, it suddenly flew out from behind a tree and struck Ying Longxiao's left waist accurately.

Yinglong let out a bitter cry and ran away dragging the blood trail.

At this time, there was still a lot of time before the warm-up was over, and more and more people were surrounding him. It was dark and there were figures everywhere. The shouts of killing were loud.

At the same time, Mo Ying Qiufeng did not give up. He raised the corner of his mouth proudly and followed the large troops to surround Ying Long Xiao. The action of setting up a bow and shooting arrows was repeated repeatedly in his hands, which was experienced and swift.

Ying Longxiao ran away quickly while using pebbles to confront Mo Ying Qiufeng through the air. Secondly, he must always be wary of the bushes on the left and right, lest someone suddenly rush out and catch him by surprise, because this happened frequently during this period.

The two sides went back and forth, and the confrontation lasted for a long time, and soon they chased into a tall locust tree forest.

Locust trees are the most abundant and widely distributed tree species in Maolin Valley, but such a vast area is still shocking.

The enemies gradually stopped chasing each other and whispered.

"Wait! There are all locust trees here..."

"What happened to the locust tree?"

Feng Chaoyang said: "Only when you are close to Sophora City can there be such a large locust forest, and Sophora City is still the territory of the devil. If you enter hastily, the consequences will be disastrous. And there are too many of us, and it will be very conspicuous if we enter together."

"Then what should we do? It makes no sense to just watch him run away. Not only did that kid steal our lord, but he also exploded the slate of our president."

At this time, Peng Beihai's face darkened and he stood up. "Don't be afraid. The further you go into this locust forest, the higher the level of the monster will be. We'll just block here and wait for him while we level up. He will come out sooner or later."

Not far away were the people from Moying Guild.

They also stopped where they were and muttered. "The devil's territory is ahead, and the elite monsters inside all start at 140 combat power. Do we want to continue chasing?"

Mo Ying Qingfeng glanced at the cowering person next to him, and said contemptuously: "Chase! We are not a bunch of scumbags from the Beihai Gang. We are just in a demon territory, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

Afterwards, the people from Moying Guild plunged into the locust tree forest.

Mo Ying Qiufeng, who was adjusting the bow and arrow, was even more happy. He immediately shot two arrows: "Hehe, it's just what I wanted."

At this time, after Ying Longxiao escaped into the locust forest, he was also surprised to find that his body was more polluted, and he felt that breathing was much more difficult than usual.

[System]: You are in a seriously uncomfortable polluted environment, your vitality is damaged, and your upper limit of health is reduced by 10%. The damage effect will increase as the degree of pollution increases.

When Ying Longxiao looked up, he could still see the completely corrupted Silver Sacred Tree Navisil. When you get closer, you will find that this tree is so huge that even the most majestic mountains would huddle under its shade, dwarfing it.

Therefore, he also understood that he had broken into the devil's territory.

The ruins of Sophora City have been occupied for more than three hundred years. There are countless demons entrenched in it. It is one of the most dangerous areas in the entire land abandoned by the gods.

But Ying Long Xiao couldn't care about so much. The more dangerous it was, the safer it was.

He also discovered that the people from the Beihai Gang had given up the pursuit, but the people from the Moying Guild were still pursuing him.

He was injured and his speed was damaged, so he didn't run particularly fast. In addition, Mo Ying Qiufeng kept shooting arrows at him to interfere with him, so he stumbled all the way.

Soon, Mo Ying Qiufeng used strange archery skills again, causing the arrow to fly out in an arc and cleverly pierce Ying Long Xiao's thigh.

Ying Longxiao was helpless with this kind of arrow that could bend, and he was limping and dragging one leg.

However, Mo Ying Qiufeng did not intend to let him go. Before he could catch his breath, he suddenly shot another arrow. The arrow also made a big turn, bypassed several trees, and disappeared into the darkness.

"Let's go! He was hit by an arrow and can't run far!" President Mo Ying Qingfeng shouted, leading his team to attack.

Ying Longxiao instantly felt as if he was facing a powerful enemy, and could only use his ears to continuously lock the arrow's position.

A moment later, he heard it and suddenly looked to his left front. It was pitch dark there, but suddenly an arrow flew out.

Ying Longxiao did not dare to use stones to block it anymore, so he could only use his Falling Goose Palm with all his strength, trying to shoot it down like a cow across a mountain.

As a ball of true energy spurted out from the palm of his hand, the arrow exploded in the air with a snap.

"Succeeded? Falling Goose Palm..." Ying Longxiao's eyes widened in surprise.

Falling Wild Goose Palm is a unique move passed down by the master. Only those from the Taoyun Sect can master it. After practicing it to a great level, they can kill the target dozens of meters away with just one strike of the palm.

Mo Ying Qiufeng in the distance was also startled. He couldn't believe that Ying Long Xiao shattered his arrow with a palm from several meters away.

He was terrified: "What kind of kung fu is this?"

At the same moment, Mo Ying Qingfeng was about to lead people to fight in front of Ying Long Xiao, with swords and sword shadows shooting out from his hands.

Ying Longxiao was hit by an arrow in the thigh, and he would definitely not be able to escape, so he could only take out his dagger and prepare to fight.

Suddenly, a nimble figure jumped out from the big tree behind Ying Longxiao, and stepped in front of him from ten meters away. His movements during the vertical jump were surprisingly consistent with Ying Longxiao's.

"You brat, is this how the Falling Goose Palm is used?" the figure mocked, the voice of a young man.

Before Ying Longxiao could react, he saw the man standing in front of him, channeling a group of powerful Qi around him. Then he fired both palms together, like a surge of waves, knocking away all the seven people who came up to him. , and shattered two big trees directly in front of him.

The people of Moying Guild instantly fell into a ball and were buried in the scattered wood that looked like it had been crushed by a crusher. The screams continued.