The bow-shaped magic weapon presented by the disciple below had been pulled full by Su Fuyun. This was the first time that she had used such great strength. She felt that her fingers were extremely painful, but her heart was filled with joy.

The monster bag has been placed in the best position, and Su Fuyun's bow and arrows are also ready.

Chi Yan on the side said softly: "Shoot, I'll give those fellow Taoists a ride!"

At this moment, the curvature of their mouths was exactly the same.

"Whoa!"

The sharp arrow tip broke through the airflow and drew an arc in the air, leaving a sharp sound of arrows.

The luck that Su Fuyun absorbed seemed to come into play at this moment, causing the arrow that shouldn't have fallen accurately to shoot straight towards the monster bag.

The disciples of the three sects were startled by this sudden change. They didn't know what happened. They only saw the arrow that shot through the air so sharply that it seemed that it could penetrate the monster bag in the next second.

Some monks were keenly aware that something was wrong, and they immediately stopped him.

But the strange thing is that the arrow seems to have eyes. It can always avoid the spells thrown by everyone and go straight to the monster bag.

Seeing that the attacks failed again and again, the Buddhist cultivator who had received the Bai Kejin Jade Talisman frowned slightly. His eyes reflected the appearance of the arrow, but an unknown black energy appeared on the arrow out of thin air.

Is this the sin that senior brother mentioned?

There was some inexplicable fear in his heart.

The arrow was approaching, and the monks who had previously blocked it had closed their eyes. They realized that they had fallen into the trap of others, and at this moment, only despair remained in their hearts.

Su Fuyun in the distance watched all this with satisfaction, and could not help but imagine Sang Ying's painful expression after knowing all this.

However, her smile quickly froze.

Because the arrow was blocked out of thin air!

The clanking sound of swords clashing was harsh and unpleasant, but to the ears of the monks from the three sects, it was like the sound of nature!

The sword cultivator in black appeared at some unknown time and blocked the flying arrow with his spiritual sword.

The arrow's momentum was so great that it almost cracked his tiger's mouth. Bai Kejin held back the blood spilling from his mouth and refused to take another step back.

After missing the best opportunity, the monster bag could not stay in the air and had to fall.

The monks below quickly swarmed up and caught the monster bag firmly.

The arrow that was forced to stop quickly lost its aura. Bai Kejin turned his wrist and immediately broke the arrow into two halves.

He looked at the direction from which the arrow had been shot, and faintly felt a few spiritual energy that did not belong to him.

"It seems that your plan has failed again." Chiyan mocked unceremoniously.

Su Fuyun's eyes were heavy: "You seem to be happy to see me fail? But it's a pity, I haven't lost so easily!"

Even if she couldn't make them bleed, as long as the little wild green bull died in the hands of the three disciples, her plan would still work!

The high-level communication talisman obtained from the sect leader was held by Su Fuyun in her hand again. She whispered to the communication talisman: "I will give you one last chance to show off. Go and remove the wild green beast from the monster bag."

Kill the cow! After you do this, I will take you back to Moromon, I swear on my name!"

Monks take their oaths very seriously, even Su Fuyun, who practices the method of luck.

The person opposite the messenger immediately suppressed his excitement and replied: "Okay! I hope the saint will do what she says!"

After receiving the other party's consent, Su Fuyun's ugly expression softened slightly.

Chiyan saw all this but didn't say anything.

On the other side, Shen Yu had just put away the communication talisman, and then cautiously approached the direction of the monster bag.

At this moment, the monks were gently releasing the young green bull from the monster bag. The cub, which was covered in green and had small horns on its head, immediately appeared in front of everyone.

Because it is still young, the scales on its body have not yet grown, so the cub's skin is not as tough as that of an adult green bull, but appears soft.

The monks held such a thing in their hands and were so scared that they didn't dare to move.

"I didn't expect that someone would actually use such a strategy to frame us. We all know that the Wild Green Bull attaches great importance to its heirs. If this little kid dies here and we are stained with its blood, I'm afraid all of us will have to be kidnapped.

Teleport the world out!"

The monk who was holding the little monster felt frightened for a while, feeling that there were big killer weapons nestled in his hands.

While he was talking, the little green cow barked softly at them, looking extremely dependent on them.

When everyone saw this, they let out another long sigh, feeling that they were still not cautious enough and almost fell into the trap of others.

"Then what should we do now, should we put this monster back or what?" someone else asked.

"Why don't you let me hold it first?" Someone suddenly interrupted. The man smiled gently at the little green cow, as if he had a great liking for the cub. "I'll protect the green cow first, and let's find a safe place."

How about we stay there and wait until Sang Ying and the others come back to discuss it?"

Shen Yu said the word "Sang Ying" in a very intimate and ambiguous way, and everyone who was not wary of him naturally stuffed the little green cow into his arms without saying a word.

The green bull cub seemed to realize that the person in front of it harbored deep malice towards it. It struggled desperately, but was unable to help Shen Yu and could only be held tightly in his arms.

"Then let's follow what Fellow Taoist Shen Yu said, let's find a safe place to settle down first!" said the monk who caught the little cub earlier.

Everyone was quickly distracted by his words, and Shen Yu and the little wild green bull were immediately forgotten by them.

Shen Yu was extremely satisfied with the result. He fell to the end of the team, and the hand holding the little green cow was trembling slightly, not sure whether it was because of excitement or timidity.

At the same time, Bai Kejin also ran towards Su Fuyun and the others along with the few strands of spiritual energy he had caught.

Although the concealment weapon is powerful, it only hides their aura, rather than completely making Su Fuyun and his party invisible.

Bai Kejin faced the place where the arrow hit and swung his sword fiercely!

The surrounding vegetation that was helping to cover their figures was chopped down, and the dozen Moromen were instantly exposed to Bai Kejin's gaze.

He stared closely at Chiyan, staring at the man who had been rumored to be seriously injured by Sang Ying at first and couldn't even get out of bed.

"I didn't expect that the most powerful thing about Moromen is not their skills, but lying and deceiving people!" Bai Kejin snorted coldly.

The news that Chi Yan was seriously injured had spread a lot in the Cangyu Sect, and Elder Xu from the Moro Sect came to Honghuyuan frequently to cause trouble for Sang Ying.

Bai Kejin helped his senior sister remember all these things!

"I don't dare to take these words of fellow Taoist." Chiyan stood up silently, secretly blocking Bai Kejin's gaze, and at the same time told Su Fuyun: "I'll hold this person back, and you can quickly take the other disciples back. From now on.

That’s the end of it!”

He always felt that if he stayed any longer, the rare advantages of the Moromen would be worn away little by little.

After saying this, his whole body changed and he fought with his old opponent again.

Su Fuyun, who had been warned by him, did not dare to blatantly reject his intention. She cast a distant glance in the direction of Shen Yu and others, constantly urging the man to take action quickly.

The cave behind him was finally breached, and the rumbling sound was a sign of the incoming herd of wild green cattle.

The tremors of the earth became more and more violent, and the monks did not dare to delay for a moment and fled from this place quickly.

Shen Yu, who was hiding in the crowd, knew that he could wait no longer. He was finally going to attack the little green cow...

Su Fuyun dodged Bai Kejin's sword energy and watched the monks from the three sects in the distance taking up their magic weapons and running away desperately.

The Moromen disciples behind her had begun to urge her to leave. Even though Su Fuyun regretted that she could not see Sang Ying's grief, she could only follow the advice of several disciples and follow them to leave.

Before leaving, Su Fuyun looked at the green cattle in the distance and said softly: "I hope you will like the gift I gave you, Sang Ying."

"I'm afraid this will disappoint you, because I don't like it."

Su Fuyun's proud expression froze on her face, and before she even had time to look back, a sharp pain came from her Dantian.

She trembled and lowered her head, only to see half of the blood-stained sword blade passing behind her.

A stream of cold fragrance penetrated into her nose, and then came the voice she hated the most: "By the way, before I thank fellow Taoist Su for the generous gift, and in return, I will send you out to reunite with your fellow disciples.

!”

The sword edge was pulled back violently by the person behind him, and Su Fuyun fell to the ground uncontrollably.

She clearly felt that her consciousness was gradually blurring. Even though she knew that she was not really dead, the despair of facing death still made her feel scared.

She tried her best to open her eyes and look at the person in front of her. The familiar figure gently shook off the blood on the tip of the sword and looked at her with indifference.

"Go and save other fellow Taoists. These wild green cattle will probably help us reach the top of the rankings!" Sang Ying said.

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Woohoo, Queque overestimated himself, he only has 5,000 words left today.

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