Swoosh! The arrow pierced through the puppet's heavy armor, its hard chest, and once again hit Xiahou Yi's broken wrist.

It would be fine if it was shot somewhere else, but being shot repeatedly at the place where the bones were seriously injured and broken was a hundred times more painful than rubbing salt into the wound! Xia Houyi was in so much pain that he almost fell into the sea.

The blood stained the entire boat and his clothes red.

He curled up in a pool of blood, holding his wrists, enduring unspeakable pain, wishing he could faint from the pain.

"Well, it's useless. The medicine my sister gave me will keep me awake."

Su Mo was wiping the arrow, not to make the tip shiny, but to apply medicine, life-saving medicine.

Xiahou Yi experienced what it meant to be unable to live, and unable to die.

Of course, he can't die yet!

The tomb of Emperor Wu is right in front of you.

As long as he enters the mausoleum, everything will turn around!

Su Mo looked at Xia Houyi with interest.

This prey satisfied him very much.

Xiahou Yi raised his embarrassed old face, met Su Mo's gaze with sinister and resentful eyes, wishing he could swallow Su Mo in one gulp! Su Mo calmly and calmly put on the fourth arrow.

Surprisingly, Xiahou Yi actually caught the arrow.

Su Mo was a little surprised. He looked at him disdainfully and murmured, "So you know martial arts."

Old Qiu was a skilled doctor and had done a good job of controlling Xiahou Qing's illness over the years. He pretended that the treatment was not very effective in order to reduce Xiahou Qing's vigilance against him.

His martial arts and inner strength are actually still there.

Su Mo nodded: "Very good."

Xiahou Yi frowned.

This reaction is different from what I expected.

He knows martial arts, shouldn't this madman feel troubled and difficult?

Su Mo pulled out another arrow from the quiver.

Xiahou Yi did not choose to defend, but broke the arrow in his hand, used the arrow as a hidden weapon, and shot it towards Su Mo's forehead! Su Mo shot an arrow and broke the arrow in half! At the same time, a series of black hidden weapons followed one after another and quickly hit the hull where Su Mo was.

There were only a few loud bangs, and the boat was blown up in an instant! It was the Black Fire Bead of Qianji Pavilion!

Black smoke rose up and flames flickered, burning a small area of ​​the sea.

Xiahou Yi was an extremely cautious person. He had many tricks. How could he go on the road with only two puppets without sufficient self-protection methods? Xiahou Yi looked at the flames and black smoke rising to the sky opposite him, and while he breathed a sigh of relief, he also felt a little regretful.

Just now he was only staring at Luosha and the kid from the Wei family, but in fact, this madman is the most suitable one to be refined into a puppet.

And that young body. If Emperor Wu’s tomb really hides the secret of reincarnation, it will be the perfect container.

Xiahou Yi is not the kind of person who is overly indulged in emotions. If it’s gone, it’s gone. At worst, he can find another one.

He took one last look at the fire in the distance, turned around, rowed the boat, and reached the island.

This is a desolate island. At first glance, there are not even a few decent mountains.

Perhaps because it was winter, the vegetation on the island had dried up. The carcasses of several large fish were stranded on the beach, and crows were gnawing on their carrion.

This picture is both desolate and dead.

Xiahou Yi took a look, frowned, and endured the severe pain in his wrist.

He had already memorized every detail of the treasure map.

He was carrying a heavy bag and came to a hill in the direction indicated by the treasure map. With a dagger in his left hand, he pushed aside a patch of dirty thorns, revealing a blank stone tablet.

"Found it..."

After being badly tricked by Su Mo, his emotions fluctuated again.

He used a dagger to shovel away the sand under the stone tablet, revealing a mechanical stone.

He pressed the mechanism and heard a click. The stone slabs under the mechanism moved to the sides, and a huge relief disc emerged.

There are four grooves on the disc, corresponding to the four dragon crystals.

Xiahou Yi hurriedly put the bag on his back on the ground, took out the first piece of dragon crystal, found the groove with the same pattern as the bottom of the dragon crystal, and immediately put it in.

Xiahou Yi was delighted and hurried to get the second piece of dragon crystal.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a golden eagle flew over and snatched away his bag! On the back of the golden eagle was a majestic blue parrot!

Xiahou Yi's eyes turned cold and he suddenly threw the dagger in his hand towards the golden eagle!

Swoosh! A nimble falcon flew over and slapped his dagger away with one claw! Xiahou Yi's sinister eyes moved slightly.

He seemed to understand how he was framed in the City Lord's Mansion.

It was these damned birds! Xiahou Yi immediately wanted to kill them.

"Your opponent is me."

A young man's voice suddenly appeared behind Xiahou Yi.

Xiahou Yi turned around sinisterly and looked at Wei Ting who was pointing the sword at him, with an inexplicable flash in his eyes.

Wei Ting said arrogantly: "Why? Are you surprised? You don't really think you can run fast?"

Su Mo alone was beyond Xiahou Yi's expectations. Xiahou Yi would never have expected that Wei Ting could be so unexpected.

Xiahou Yi ordered, "Give me back the dragon crystal."

Wei Ting smiled coldly: "Have you been dreaming too much? Do you really think you are an important person?"

After saying that, Wei Ting's expression turned cold. "I can return the dragon crystal to you, but I'll give my brothers back to me! Can you give them back? Go ahead and give them back!"

Xiahou Yi's pupils shrank.

"If you want the Emperor Wu's treasure, wait for your next life!"

Wei Ting stopped talking to him and raised the sword in his hand to stab him.

Seeing that he could not dodge, Xiahou Yi lowered his left hand and drew a cold soft sword from his waist.

The sword blade quickly wrapped around Wei Ting's sword, and he pulled hard, and actually pulled Wei Ting's sword out! Wei Ting's eyes darkened.

This old fellow...his martial arts skills are so high?

Xiahou Yi said coldly: "I don't want to kill you. Hand over the dragon crystal and leave the island, and I will spare your life!"

Wei Ting looked at him suspiciously: "Why don't you want to kill me? Can't you beat me?"

Xiahou Yi shook the soft sword in his hand and said, "If you are not afraid of death, just give it a try!"

Wei Ting: “Just give it a try!”

Xiahou Yi: “……!!”

Xiahou Yi had just released a huge amount of sword intent and internal strength. It was impossible for Wei Ting not to have felt it, but this kid... didn't play by the rules at all!

What kind of perverts and lunatics are around Wei Xu?

Wei Ting has lost his sword, but who says he has no tricks?

Wei Ting used the Meteor Step to avoid Xiahou Yi's sword light, and then launched a Tian Yu Tang's Shattering Sky Palm, hitting Xiahou Yi directly in the chest!

Xiahou Yi was knocked back several steps!

Wei Ting raised his eyebrows.

Not injured? Took it all? That shouldn't be the case.

He has the internal strength taught by his master, and has already practiced the Sky-Breaking Palm to the highest level. Even if Jiang Guanchao comes, he should be able to survive, right?

etc.

Something is wrong.

Since his martial arts skills are so profound, why is he willing to let me go?

Don't say that he suddenly showed kindness, this old man has no humanity at all.

Then, there is only one possibility.

Killing himself will make him pay an extremely heavy price! 　It's the last day of the double bonus, everyone should clear their tickets at the end, don't waste it.

(End of this chapter)