The moment the middle-aged man said that he would risk both of your lives, a dark night suddenly filled the eyes of Xiao Hei.

Then he held Qingyu's hand tightly and turned around suddenly.

His right hand swung a bolt of lightning at the middle-aged man like lightning, then turned around and slashed out a black shadow of eight soldiers in armor at the temple door.

Then, with a flick of his hand, a long sword appeared in his hand without any warning.

From the moment he turned around to attack, to the moment he held the sword in his hand, it was almost a matter of seconds.

Before the two talisman papers exploded, Xiao Hei had already turned into lightning, slashed a sword energy at the Northern Qi soldiers guarding the temple, and pulled Qing Yu away from the temple.

As long as the two of them stayed in the temple, he was not afraid of the middle-aged man in front of him who frightened him.

The middle-aged man was the first to react, and before the talisman that turned into a sword could fly closer to him, he swatted it away with his palm.

A sound of "Boom!" sounded three feet away in front of him, followed by several screams in his ears. The man in black, who was eager to make a contribution and pounced on Xiao Hei, was instantly injured by the explosion.

Even the left arm of the middle-aged man was also affected by the explosion, which instantly tore his sleeve to pieces, revealing a long bloodstain.

In just a flash of lightning, countless blood arrows burst out in front of his eyes.

That's not all. The unsuspecting Northern Qi soldiers who were guarding the temple gate were killed by Xiao Hei's sword and injured one of them. Then there was an explosion "Boom!".

This explosion caused even greater damage, instantly blowing away the five armored soldiers who rushed forward.

Talisman from a foreign land exploded on the land of Northern Qi for the first time.

Just with a wave of Xiao Hei's hand, like thunder, the Northern Qi soldiers in the small temple were knocked to the ground. Xiao Hei also took the opportunity to pull Qing Yu and escape from the small temple.

Although he complained in his heart that Qingyu was ignorant, if Qingyu hadn't been willful, he could have dealt with a dozen guys in front of him with at most a jar of wine.

Why do you need to fight them so hard?

The moment he threw out the two-line talisman, he had already pulled Qingyu and ran out of the small temple about ten feet away.

And this ten feet distance is also the safe distance that Xiao Hei hopes to set aside for himself, a distance that allows him to shoot a fatal arrow.

A distance that allows him to escape with Qingyu.

A group of people in black and the soldiers of Northern Qi were at a loss for words when two explosions occurred one after another, like two spring thunders.

Only a middle-aged man dressed in black transformed into a column of black smoke and rushed out after the explosion at the temple gate.

Then there was a sound of clicking fragments falling to the ground in the temple. It was the green tiles on the roof of the small temple that could not bear the impact of the explosion and fell uncontrollably for a while.

Combined with the screams of several injured guys, it seemed a bit eerie in the rainy night.

In an instant, Xiao Hei, who flew out, put away the long sword in his hand, took out his bow and arrow while Qing Yu was stunned, and then stopped.

Because he heard the whistling of the wind not far behind him, he knew that it was not the wind, but the sound made by the middle-aged man's black shirt in the rainy night.

The middle-aged man has never suffered such a loss like tonight. How could he let go of the two siblings who flew out of the temple?

"Don't be afraid! Brother said that all enemies are paper tigers!"

Xiao Hei blocked Qing Yu behind him, bent his bow like the moon, and silently aimed the iron arrow containing terrifying power at the middle-aged man who was following him.

Just like when he escaped from the Dragon Valley and laid a death trap in the darkness for the killer behind him.

He had learned the art of archery in Ding'an City in the wild world, and later went to the Luoxia Mountain in the Shura Realm to learn it, not to mention that he had practiced hard with Watson in the Five Realms Tianshan Mountains for many years.

Looking at the middle-aged man who was more terrifying than Hei in the dark night, looking at the most powerful enemy he had ever encountered in Northern Qi, Xiao Hei's eyes did not reveal the slightest hint of cowardice.

The pupils that dilated like night became brighter and brighter.

If Qingyu stood in front of Xiaomian for a while, she would find that his bright eyes were already a bit darker than the night.

In an instant, a "Buzz!" sound rang in Qingyu's ears, and the first iron arrow had already left the bowstring in Xiao Hei's hand.

Shooting towards the darkness that flies by in the wind and rain.

Qingyu didn't even have time to scream in surprise, the iron arrow in Xiao Hei's hand had already flown out.

However, in Xiao Hei's view, this fatal arrow was like the spring rain above his head. After it turned into a bolt of lightning and shot into the black shadow, there was no news.

It just made the middle-aged man who caught up pause for a moment, without even a shout.

Ever since he followed that guy from Ximen Lone Star to suppress bandits outside Ding'an City, this arrow technique has been Xiao Hei's surefire skill, and it was the same even in the Five Realms.

Although in the Five Domains, he didn't even take action a few times, or even shoot an arrow.

But when I met this guy tonight, he was able to ignore the iron arrows he shot. This made Xiao Hei very puzzled.

No one even made a muffled groan in the dark night. It seemed that the middle-aged man knocked away the iron arrow with a wave of his hand and was not affected by himself.

Xiao Hei believed that the other party was also hurt, but the other party did not show it.

So he did not hesitate to pull Qingyu and fly back a few feet, and the moment he landed, he bent his bow and pulled the arrow and shot the second iron arrow.

The iron arrow pierced the spring rain and pierced the darkness, flying towards the middle-aged man flying behind him, but without making a sound of tearing his black shirt apart, he disappeared without a trace again.

The black shadow flying across the dark night paused for a moment, and didn't even utter a cry.

However, this was not a problem for Xiao Hei. He showed no fear in the rainy night and was even a little calmer than usual.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

With a look of comfort on Qingyu behind him, Xiao Hei shot the third iron arrow in an instant.

This time, the middle-aged man stopped in the rainy night and heard a sonorous sound. Apparently the other party took out his own weapon and knocked down Xiao Hei's iron arrow in an instant.

A humming sound sounded in the rainy night, and then fell into the vast rainy night.

"Be careful!" Qingyu covered her mouth and finally couldn't help shouting.

Xiao Hei bit his lip tightly and said nothing. He was waiting for the best opportunity, waiting for the moment when the middle-aged man in black shirt made a mistake.

So he shot four iron arrows again!

"Buzz!" This time he used a little more force. The iron arrow was trembling even as it flew in the rain, spinning at high speed and flying toward the man less than thirty feet away!

Since he escaped from the small temple with Qingyu, he has shot four iron arrows.

This time, the sharp iron arrow grazed the long sword in the middle-aged man's hand, pricked his arm hard, and brought out a blood flower, which bloomed in the rainy night.

The iron arrow rotating at high speed finally hit the middle-aged man on the rainy night. For this reason, the middle-aged man took a few steps back and let out a roar!

Xiao Hei knew that this was the middle-aged man giving an order to attack the uninjured guys in the small temple and hunt down himself and Qingyu.

Sighing, he had to raise the iron arrow slightly and aimed at the few guys who rushed out of the small temple.

Whether they are black monks or soldiers in armor.

The middle-aged man could withstand the power of the iron arrow, but the men in black and the Northern Qi soldiers who rushed out of the small temple could not withstand it. In an instant, one man was shot through the chest by an arrow and fell heavily to the ground.

After learning the archery skills from his brother, Xiao Hei can also shoot three arrows in a row.

After the first Northern Qi soldier fell in the rain, two more iron arrows flew out, killing both of them in a flash of lightning.

Seeing three of their companions fall down in an instant, the remaining injured guys did not dare to rush out desperately.

Instead, he shouted loudly: "Master National Preceptor, this boy's arrows are very evil!"

The middle-aged man, who was called the National Master by a group of people, was so angry that he looked up to the sky and roared, only to hear a loud bang, falling in the vast rainy night.

The lightning illuminated the face of the Imperial Master of Northern Qi, and he looked really miserable.

Xiao Hei looked at the middle-aged man on the rainy night, with a look of shock on his face.

Because despite all his calculations, he never could have imagined that he would meet the Imperial Master of Northern Qi in a small temple on a rainy night, and that the two of them would be locked in a fight to the death.

Under such circumstances, he could not expect any help from Qingyu behind him.

In Xiao Hei's view, as long as he can escape safely with Qingyu, he will be grateful to God for his blessing.

In the rainy night, the Northern Qi Imperial Master pointed his sword at Xiao Hei and shouted coldly: "You can't escape, you should die!"

Xiao Hei looked at the Northern Qi Imperial Master who was dressed in black in the rain, thinking that he had not met him in the imperial city all these years, and couldn't help but feel a little lost.

After taking a few arrows from Xiao Hei, and being affected by the rune explosion earlier, the Northern Qi Imperial Master's face was extremely pale, with almost no trace of blood.

A ray of rain fell from his face to his shoulders, merged with the wounds on his arms, and slowly trickled down.

Xiao Hei rushed out of the small temple and shot four iron arrows without hesitation. Although three of them were shot down by the Imperial Master, the last one injured him.

As the Imperial Master of Northern Qi, there was no need for him to go to the battlefield in Danzhou in person.

It's just that the Emperor of Northern Qi was worried about the battle ahead, thinking that the army would not be able to attack for a long time, so he asked the Imperial Advisor to personally supervise the battle.

He went on this trip with the confidence of victory, but he did not expect that he would be accidentally injured in a small temple less than a hundred miles away from the front line.

He never expected that the young man in front of him would not be afraid of the name of the Northern Qi army.

Even when the soldiers in the small temple called out the name of the National Preceptor, the boy in the rain did not show a trace of fear.

This was incredible to him.

Xiao Hei silently took an iron arrow and aimed it at the Northern Qi Imperial Master who was only twenty feet away from him.

He said coldly: "I don't have any eyes for the Imperial Preceptor of Northern Qi. If you want to fight, just come!"

He wants to make the opponent angry. This is what Li Xiuyuan taught him. Only when the opponent is angry will he make mistakes. Only when the opponent makes mistakes will he have a chance.

Just when the Imperial Master in the rain was waving his sword and pointing at it sideways, he was about to say something.
To be continued...