The Rise of the Villain Starts from Signing In

Chapter 38 This is a misunderstanding!

The eight-legged dragon after being seriously injured is naturally not Jun Haotian’s opponent.

Jun Haotian did not show mercy, and directly and mercilessly beheaded the eight-legged dragon.

Afterwards, Jun Haotian prepared to take out the Monster core and Blood Essence of the eight-legged dragon.

Huh!

At this moment, a sharp piercing sound suddenly sounded in the forest.

Hearing this sound, the hairs on Jun Haotian’s whole body stood up in vain, cold all over his body.

The next moment, Jun Haotian suddenly turned around and looked back.

Swish!

I saw red arrow shadows suddenly shot out from the gloomy forest sea, and the target was directed at Jun Haotian’s vitals.

“court death!”

Seeing this scene, Jun Haotian’s face was hard to see the extreme, and the strength of the True Yuan Third Stage realm broke out.

The next moment, Jun Haotian held Qingfeng’s sword and swung a few Sword Rays at these arrow shadows.

Dang Qiang!

Suddenly, the sound of gold and iron rang out in the jungle.

Jun Haotian danced the ancient Qingfeng sword, and suddenly there were countless sword shadows blocking this space.

Hum!

At this moment, a neat bowstring sounded in the gloomy forest.

The next moment, countless arrows broke through the air again, turning into a rain of boundless arrows, sweeping towards Jun Haotian.

The cold light in Jun Haotian’s eyes flickered, The next moment, his figure teleported past like a ghost, and the majestic true essence in his body surged out.

At the same time, Jun Haotian waved the Qingfeng Ancient Sword frantically, bringing up an overwhelming sword shadow.

The sword shadow collided with the rushing arrow rain like a hurricane!

clang! clang! clang!

The violent Sword Ray suddenly threw a gust of wind and rain on the ground, and the entire ground was covered with dense sword marks.

The rain of arrows all over the sky was blocked by Jun Haotian. Jun Haotian looked at the arrows all over the ground, and his face showed the extreme coldness.

“Who is going to kill me!”

The next moment, Jun Haotian’s figure flashed, his wings spread, and he went directly to the dark forest.

“This guy fought with the eight-armed dragon, and he must be seriously injured. As long as he is killed, the body of the eight-armed dragon is ours!”

In the gloomy forest, a True Primal Realm First Stage Practitioner stared at the corpse of the eight-legged dragon in the distance, his eyes hot.

“Don’t talk nonsense, hurry up and focus your firepower.”

At this time, a thin young man next to him screamed.

Immediately after that, the young man quickly pulled up the bowstring, and shot out six scarlet arrows in a row, dragging the scarlet blood of his debut to point to the key point of Jun Haotian.

The endless rain of arrows swept down in midair, and the sharp wind broke continuously.

These people are all wearing uniform costumes, they are disciples of the Sun Shooting Sect around Peng Demon City, and all of them are archers!

At this moment, the faces of these Sun Shooting Sect disciples were full of excitement.

The former disciple of the True Origin Realm who spoke out again said: “As long as we get the corpse of this eight-armed devil dragon, then we will make a worthwhile trip this time!”

At this moment, a figure in white clothes broke into their sight like a banished immortal.

Seeing Jun Haotian, the young man was taken aback, as a sneer appeared on his face: “I dare to rush over, it’s just looking for death, hurry up, increase the firepower, and kill me!”

Huh! Huh! Huh!

The scarlet shadow of the arrow is like a poisonous snake dispatched, pointing directly at the key point of Jun Haotian.

But Jun Haotian’s speed is like lightning, and he can cleverly avoid deadly arrows every time.

“Senior Brother Xiao, this guy is so fast.”

“It’s a terrifying reaction. Under such a rain of arrows, it can be safe and sound.”

“Don’t fucking sigh, concentrate.”

Hearing this, a dignified, cold voice appeared in Senior Brother Xiao’s eyes.

Secretly frightened in my heart: “This guy deserves to be able to kill the eight-armed dragon. The strength is really terrifying, but now I am secretly revealing you, and you can only regretfully die in my hands.”

After speaking, three blood-red arrows suddenly appeared in Senior Brother Xiao’s hand.

The three arrows were crystal clear, as if there was blood flowing in them.

Stroking these three arrows, Brother Xiao’s eyes flashed a trace of fleshy pain.

But when he looked at Jun Haotian, his expression became indifferent again: “These three blood soul arrows cost me tens of thousands of Contribution Points to exchange for them. I don’t believe that under the blood soul sword, you can still Safe and sound!”

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Three unique arrows were mixed in the arrow rain and shot out violently, as if tearing the void air in front of them, the terrifying strength actually made the surrounding forest sea tremble lightly.

Senior Brother Xiao clenched his hands tightly, as long as one of these three arrows hits Jun Haotian, making Jun Haotian reveal his flaws, then Jun Haotian will undoubtedly die.

Three scarlet arrows came across the void, Jun Haotian stepped forward gently, Jianfeng turned slightly.

Qingfeng’s ancient sword was handed out like a broken bamboo, and three sword shadows loomed faintly.

The moment is the number of swords, Jun Haotian’s control of the Nine Tribulations Sword Technique is already superb. The unmatched Sword Qi directly collided with the three arrows.

clang!

An astonishing gust of wind swept out, and the ground beneath Jun Haotian’s feet immediately collapsed.

Jun Haotian carried the momentum of the Wanjun and shot straight forward, and the Qingfeng Ancient Sword in his hand was dancing out of the sword flower, directly flying the ground dirt, the sand and dust rolled into the sky. .

Senior Brother Xiao frowned slightly, he didn’t expect Jun Haotian to dodge so easily.

The tumbling dust completely concealed Jun Haotian’s figure, and the young man categorically said: “Retreat!”

“Withdraw? Senior Brother Xiao, just give up this gluttonous meat so easily?” The Sheri Sect disciple who spoke out was a little unwilling to say.

“If you don’t want to die, quickly withdraw.”

Senior Brother Xiao said coldly, turning around and was about to evacuate, but was shocked to see a figure in white clothes appearing in his sight like a ghost.

The beautiful face with a bright smile made him feel a chill: “When did he show up?”

“Who are you guys.”

Jun Haotian smiled brightly at the youth, but there was a cold killing intent in his black eyes: “I shouldn’t offend you!”

“That… Your Excellency, we are disciples of the Sun Shooting Sect. This is a misunderstanding. I thought you were one of our enemies… So…” Senior Brother Xiao said embarrassedly, and a little smile was squeezed out of his stiff face.

“Really? It turned out to be a misunderstanding!”

Hearing this, Jun Haotian’s long black hair danced wildly with the wind, and the light that penetrated from his eyes forced the young man like a blade.

call out!

The sound of swords clang!

The next moment, between Jun Haotian’s hands, Qingfeng Ancient Sword was slightly picked, and it was handed out like a dragon, taking a disciple of Sun Shooting Sect directly into the throat.

Like the star’s fall, the power of Wanjun was vividly manifested in Jun Haotian’s sword. Sword Ray swayed slightly, and a scream immediately resounded through the mountains and forests.

With blood splashing wildly, the disciple of Sun-shooting Zongge with a slightly unwilling look fell to the ground and died.

“Sorry, this is also a misunderstanding!”

Jun Haotian stepped on the blood water, indifferently wiped the blood stains on the blade, and continued to walk forward, with a unique rhythm in his voice, causing Senior Brother Xiao’s face to change slightly.

At this moment, Jun Haotian’s slender figure looked like a demon in the eyes of the Sun Sect disciples.

“Little Junior Brother.”

Seeing the tragic death of this Shooting Sun sect disciple, the others roared in anger, and their eyes were red: “Damn, if you guys have the kind, you will avenge the younger brother. No matter how strong he is, there will be only one person. I will I don’t believe that our entire team will not be able to kill him.”

“Yes, I don’t believe that he can kill our entire team alone.”

These Sun Shooting Sect disciples let out a low roar, but after all, no one took the lead.