Above the stars

The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

The clown has not walked through the Shu Road, but he feels that the mountain road in Henshan is much more difficult than the Shu Road.

Hiss!

The sound of tearing cloth was heard.

The clown turned around and took a look, then exclaimed: "Ah, my white suit"

"This is my favorite suit."

"What kind of broken road is this? I'm going to kill you, kill you."

He pulled out a double-barreled pistol from his waist and pressed the trigger on the thorn tree that "teared" his clothes. There was a loud "bang", and the thorn tree was blasted into pieces. The place where it grew turned into a big pit.

He was also hit by the strong blast of air, and the pigtails on the back of his head were blown away, turning him into a crazy state with messy hair flying around.

Shan He frowned, and said angrily: "Clown, if you yell like that, you will scare the snake. Also, energy bullets are not used in this way, they are all ruined."

"To scare the snakes?" The clown pointed to the bald man who was walking at the front of the line holding a machete to open the way, and said mockingly: "He made such a big commotion in front, and I still need me to scare the snakes? Let alone a human, Not even a mouse can be seen."

The clown's ability is unknown, but he is good at pulling hatred.

Sure enough, the bald man was enraged, he rushed to the clown with a machete in his hand, and said angrily, "Believe it or not, I'll cut off your head with one blow?"

The clown played with the pistol in his hand, and said jokingly, "I don't believe it."

Tsk tsk tsk, not only will it attract hatred, but it will also kill. It is simply excellent.

The machete in the bald man's hand was shining like silver, and the blade trembled tremblingly. With the yin and yang energy infused into it, the machete is no longer an ordinary weapon.

Obviously, this is also a practitioner.

Moreover, it is at least the peak of the body tempering mirror.

The clown blew on the muzzle of the gun, as if he wanted to inject energy into it, and he didn't take the threat of the bald man to heart at all.

"Looking for death!" The bald man roared, raising the machete in his hand high, trying to strike at the clown's head.

Snapped!

A big hand rested on his wrist, Shanhe shook his head at the bald man, and said, "Jinta, don't be impulsive."

Jinta roared angrily: "Am I impulsive? This clown provoked first."

"You know what kind of person he is." Shanhe's eyes flashed red, and he said in a deep voice: "And, I assure you, if he dares to behave like this again, I will personally wrench his neck."

Jinta glared at the clown viciously, then vented his yin and yang energy, and walked to the front of the team again holding a machete.

He is responsible for opening the way in front, and because of the particularity of his practice, he can also defend the team as a whole at critical moments.

When the golden pagoda was far away, Shanhe looked at the clown and said, "Did you hear what I just said?"

"I heard it, I heard it, I'm not deaf, how can I not hear it?" The clown smiled and looked at Shanhe, he knew that this old thing was really angry. If he really provoked him severely, maybe he would come to make an example of others.

"Mr. Shanhe, I understand what you mean. You don't want everyone to have conflicts, and the team is not united. In fact, I have a very subtle suggestion. How about letting everyone act separately? In this way, it's not just you, me, everyone. Yet?"

"No." Shanhe immediately refused, saying: "I have made such a mistake before, and let everyone act separately, which led to Wuying Wufeng's death. Now the situation is quite clear, there are other good fighters around the target person So, we can't give them a chance to break through one by one."

"That's fine. There will be friction when people are together. If I argue with them again later."

"I'll still break your neck."

Shanhe's patience with the clown has reached its limit, and before seeing the phoenix, they have already sacrificed two generals.

If he continues to make trouble like this, I'm afraid they will be completely annihilated.

Since he is the leader of this group of people, he must be responsible for the entire team. What's more, he himself didn't want to die in this smoky place.

He wants to go back to Xinxing, where his tender hometown is where he sells gold.

The clown shrugged casually, but this time he didn't refute Shan He's words.

The grass and trees in Hate Mountain are lush and densely covered with thorns, and it is extremely difficult to walk down every step. If it weren't for the continuous slashing of the golden pagoda in front, many places would be difficult to cross.

Even if these killers possess unique skills, piercing through the edge in this dark forest is extremely exhausting.

"Master Shanhe, do you want to look for it tomorrow?" Snake Girl suggested aloud, "The enemy is in the dark, but we are in the light. It is too dangerous to go through the edge in the dense forest like this."

Shanhe pondered for a moment, then said: "No way. Wufeng Wuying has already startled the snakes, they know our existence. If we wait until dawn to find them, I'm afraid they would have run away without a trace."

"It's so difficult for us to walk at night, where can they escape?"

"Don't forget, the owner of that small courtyard is called Bandit Tang, and he is the most powerful hunter in the Hate Mountain gathering area." Lord Shanhe said aloud: "Obviously, when they left, Bandit Tang and his family were also kidnapped Otherwise, why would his house be empty?"

"No matter how good an ordinary hunter is, how good can it be?" Snake Girl dismissed the hunter named Tang Bandit and said, "Don't forget, we are professionals in tracking and killing people."

"You can't take risks." Shanhe insisted on his decision and said: "Kill the target person within a controllable range. When the mission is completed, everyone will return to Xinxing. Aren't you getting whatever you want?"

"Okay, I'm just talking casually. Follow the instructions of Mr. Shanhe." Snake Girl nodded in agreement.

"Has your little snake not sent back a message yet?" Mr. Shanhe asked aloud.

"Ever since the pictures of them entering the dense forest heading in this direction were sent back an hour ago, they have lost track of them. I suspect that they have discovered the existence of the reconnaissance snake." The snake girl looked worried. "However, I have issued new instructions to it. As long as we find any traces of them, we will be alerted as soon as possible."

At this moment, Jinta, who was walking in front, suddenly hissed: "Be careful, there is an ambush!"

While speaking, he had chopped off several bamboo arrows flying towards them with the machete in his hand.

Others immediately rolled around, looking for cover.

Swish Swish Swish.

Bamboo arrows swept over row by row, covering the entire area.

They slashed with knives, slashed with swords, or evaded with flexible movements.

After several rounds of bamboo arrows were shot, none of the killers were injured.

"Little trick!" Shanhe sneered. "This is the most primitive arrow array, which can only be activated by touching the mechanism or pulling the rope"

"Now that we have encountered the arrow formation, it proves that they are in front. Everyone, please work harder and get rid of them, and then you can go back and take a hot bath."

"Kill them all!" Jinta held the machete in his hand, and was the first to rush forward.

The others followed closely, unwilling to lose half a step. If the big guy chopped up the little bird, where would they go to reason?

Crash

Jinta felt that his body suddenly rose into the air, and a large net engulfed it from bottom to top.

Jinta turned pale with fright, and wanted to split the net with the machete in his hand, but found that he couldn't move his hands and feet at all.

He is like a fish caught in a net, the space in which he can move is extremely narrow, the more he struggles, the tighter he is bound.

At this moment, Jinta felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, and the crisis awareness of the top killer made him realize that he was being locked by an air mechanism.

The night was like ink, and an arrow darker than ink appeared from the darkness, flying towards the golden pagoda suspended in mid-air like thunder and lightning.

Serial killing move!

Jinta only felt his mouth was parched, and he couldn't care less about the killer's dignity, so he shouted anxiously, "Help me!"

Crack!

The rope broke and the fishing net quickly fell downwards.

Mr. Shanhe took a step forward and supported the body of Jinta who was about to fall to the ground.

He is not as strong as the golden pagoda, but he is extremely powerful. Just like the mythical King of Towers, he can hold the golden pagoda firmly in the air with one hand.

And that arrow also happened to cross the top of the golden pagoda, and shot towards a big tree farther away.

boom!

The first big tree couldn't bear the force of the arrow, and it was split in two from the middle.

What's even more frightening is that the arrow's power continues to pierce forward.

The second tree, the third tree.

There was a loud banging sound all the way.

It wasn't until he passed through the fifth tree that he sank deeply into the middle of the trunk and was unable to move.

Everyone's pupils were dilated and their faces were filled with fear.

What kind of archery is this? In the darkness, one can still penetrate the poplar with a hundred steps.

What kind of power is this? One arrow penetrated the trunks of four big trees, and did not stop until it reached the fifth big tree.

"Qi Control" Mr. Shanhe hissed: "There is another master of Qi Control."

He knew very well that without the blessing of yin and yang energy, this arrow would not be so powerful, nor would it have such terrible penetrating power.

When an arrow is shot, one is weak, another is weak, and three is exhausted.

You've reached the fifth tree, are you still being reasonable?

He now understands what the flesh hole on Wuying's neck is. It is the huge power of the yin and yang energy blessed by the master of air control. Even nano-level armor can hardly defend it.

Crack!

There was a crisp sound, like the sound of a sickle cutting leeks.

Shanhe felt a little wet on his face and reached out to touch it. The thick and hot liquid was stained on his palm.

is blood!

A dog-leg knife spun around above their heads before falling into the hands of a young man not far away.

As for the golden pagoda he held high in his left hand, his head rolled to the ground with a "plop".

Along with a piece of fishing net wrapped around his head.

This is the fourth murderous intent!

(ps: Thank you to the most handsome and cutest little Fanhua for becoming our cute star in the galaxy. The most handsome is fake, the cutest is fake, Fanhua is fake, and Xiao is real.)