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The pale-faced young man looked at the arrows nailed to the wall and took a breath of air.

An arrow with infinite murderous intent, this arrow had a chance to kill him just now, but it was a pity that he noticed it in advance.

The pale-faced young man immediately shouted: "He's behind him, kill him."

The masked man turned around and saw a man standing at the other end of the aisle, drawing a bow and shooting arrows.

At the moment when Su Changxing shot the arrow, he accurately timed it, snapped his fingers, and his pupils turned dark and bright.

Su Changxing was like a puppet whose spring had been cut off. His movements suddenly stopped, and the action of drawing the bow was only halfway through.

The masked man immediately ran towards him, holding the long knife high. For him, this distance could be crossed in three breaths.

But Su Changxing only paused for a moment, and drew the bow again the moment the masked man entered the aisle.

Everything was expected, including the masked man's reaction. He pretended to pause and pretend to be mentally shocked just to lure him into the aisle.

The masked man was obviously aware of this, but it was impossible to retreat at this time and could only rush forward.

He had to keep an eye on the opponent's movements, judge the arrow's trajectory at the moment Su Changxing fired the arrow, and dodge it.

But this is not difficult for him. The shooting speed of the bow and arrow is not very fast, so he can dodge it completely.

Su Changxing stared at the masked man running towards him, his mind running rapidly, thinking about every possible move of the other party.

The aisle is not very wide, about five human body widths. The masked man is on the right, about one human body space away from the wall.

If he wanted to dodge, he would reflexively dodge to the left, probably from one to two positions.

So... this is a sure shot.

The bow string flicked, Su Changxing's eyes widened suddenly, and at the moment of shooting the arrow, he shook slightly to the side, changed the trajectory of the bow and arrow, and shot to the left side of the masked man.

The masked man watched Su Changxing's archery action, and his pupils tightened.

The arrow disappeared.

He felt that Su Changxing should have shot at him, so he rolled to the left reflexively.

Su Changxing, the arrow, and the masked man were in a straight line at this moment.

The masked man looked dull, and a dark arrow was stuck in his abdomen. He never thought that he would be shot by Su Changxing.

All of this seemed to have been planned before, and like a puppet on a string, he performed it according to the script.

For a moment, chills and trembling filled the masked man's heart, and he felt fear, the fear brought by the man in front of him.

Su Changxing did not stop, he drew his arrow again and looked at the masked man indifferently, as if he were looking at a dead person.

In fact, this man was indeed dead in his eyes.

"This time it's the right side."

Su Changxing whispered as he shot the arrow, and the slight sound of wind was the whisper of death.

The masked man's pupils dilated, and he paced to the right to dodge. At the same time, he felt a cold pain in his chest. When he looked down, he saw an arrow piercing his chest.

A voice sounded in his heart, he was definitely no match for this person.

The next arrow will be his death.

The masked man's pupils became darker and brighter, like brilliant black gems, with traces of blood-colored cracks appearing and distributed on them.

Su Changxing was about to draw the bow and shoot the third arrow, but saw the masked man frozen in place. The crystal layer on the surface of his left eye shattered like glass, exploding with blood.

Su Changxing saw that with the masked man in the center, the entire passage began to twist, and the whole world was spinning. His vision went dark, and he fell backwards.

The masked man leaned against the wall and panted heavily. He fell into collapse, but there was a smile on his face, a smile of victory:

"Ahem, it's your honor to die under the sacrifice."

This is because he sacrificed most of his extraordinary power and part of the source material's ability to transcend levels, ignoring his mental power and forcing the enemy into a deep sleep.

Huang Biao also noticed this scene here. He didn't know what happened. When he saw Su Changxing shoot two arrows at the masked man, he thought he could take down the man steadily, but he didn't expect such a change.

He felt heavy and full of despair. If Su Changxing died, they would only face death.

This pale-faced young man was very powerful, stronger than the masked man. Even if he led seven or eight people to surround him, he was still no match.

As soon as they met, Huang Biao was slashed in the chest, and one of them also died.

Without Su Changxing, I'm afraid there would be no need for a masked man. This pale young man could kill them all by himself.

The pale young man's face was covered with blood and he showed a wanton smile:

"It seems that you can't escape the fate of being killed by me after all. Unfortunately, you also lost a new human being. You are not worthy, and neither is he, haha."

Huang Biao was hit by a knife again. A large amount of blood flowed down, and there was a bone-cut wound. His face was ashen, and he couldn't think of any way to win. The opponent was too strong to be a human being.

Qin Jueming fell to the ground, covering his broken arm, and shouted: "Run if you can, live as long as you can, Old Huang, run!"

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The masked man staggered towards Su Changxing, dragging a long knife, with a cold look in his eyes. He did win, but it was a tragic victory, or in other words, both sides suffered losses.

You can imagine what the result will be for a person who lacks the source of essence. He will either be stupid or die, just like a person whose six souls and seven souls are incomplete.

But as long as we kill this person and absorb his source crystal, it is entirely possible for things to turn around.

Step by step, he walked forward and looked at Su Changxing who was lying on the ground, but he felt a wave of heart palpitations.

why is that?

This person should be in a deep sleep state.

The next moment, Su Changxing slowly stood up in front of him, holding a cold steel knife and closing his eyes tightly.

The masked man stopped and was a little confused: "Is this sleepwalking?"

"Well, it should be."

He calmed down and realized that Su Changxing was indeed in a deep sleep.

Su Changxing suddenly moved and rushed towards the masked man. His speed reached a certain limit, leaving an afterimage behind him and appearing in front of the masked man, drawing a line of cold light.

The masked man was already in a state of physical and mental sluggishness after the sacrifice, and he watched helplessly as Su Changxing slashed him with his sword without any reaction.

He still didn't understand what was going on and why Su Changxing was able to act so quickly while in a deep sleep.

A head flew high with an expression of disbelief. The flesh and blood fracture between the neck was smooth and smooth, and the blood had not yet had time to spurt out.

The masked man's body still stood on the same spot, and then slowly fell down after a long time.