Snowy night, before dawn, the night is shrouded in wind and snow. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The night was not so thick that it could not be dissolved, but because of the reflection of the snow, there was a little more hazy shimmer.

The street lamps are still the same, and the pale yellow light shines on the snow under the lamp pole, which is a little more tired, and it doesn't look as bright as before.

What is darker than the night is the human heart, and what is colder than the wind and snow is the helplessness and fear in the bottom of the human heart.

The man standing on the tall building has only fired his bow twice so far, and he has injured two people twice.

Of course, this is still the result of someone helping, otherwise I don't know how bad the result would be.

It was only at this time, on the tall building, that the man in the red cloak greeted his friend.

Pang Wanchun understood the other party's thoughts, and what was ahead was just the beginning, just like the hors d'oeuvres before the main meal, the real killing machine, and the next thing would really come.

The sharpest arrow in the world, no one and nothing can stop it, so the shooter with the intention of killing, the prey can be spared?

After Pang Wanchun failed to intercept the opponent's first archery, he thought of interference.

Changing the trajectory of the arrow can also block the sharpest arrow, because only the arrow that hits the bull's-eye is meaningful, just like only the meat that is eaten in the mouth is called meat!

However, this strategy is still too passive, just like the other party's sudden arrows before, he has no way to prevent it in a timely and effective manner.

In the distance, tall buildings, the wind and snow have been chaotic.

Hua Rong raised his head, his hands were negative, and his legs were slightly arched.

In front of him, the wind and snow intensified, forming a wall of wind and snow.

The wind is the face, and the snow is dotted like moths.

This is the posture in which he shoots an arrow, and it is also a sign that he is about to shoot an arrow.

Of course, Pang Wanchun also saw it, and the bow in his hand was tightly clenched, trying to calm down the slight waves in his heart.

Archers need to be calm, calm, and condensed.

Of course, he should be grateful for this snowy day. Because it was a snowy day, he saw the opponent's arrow marks and saw the tail of the wind, if it was a sunny day, if there was no wind, he was afraid that he might not even be able to see the opponent's arrows.

The time of day, there is, but what about the others?

On the long street between two high-rise buildings, the wind is blowing snow, and the battle for life and death is going on.

The tornado swept the snow and enveloped Yuan Lang, and this time, the sound of killing was louder, and the sound of impact was also louder.

In the wind and snow, in which white dragon, blood slowly oozed out, and the dragon that rose to the sky was dyed with bloodstains, spots, like plum blossoms blooming in the wind and snow, brilliant.

The archer is in good posture, the arrow is on the string of the wind, but the arrow is not shot.

Gather momentum, and be ready to go!

Pang Wanchun knew what the archer's momentum meant, but he could only wait, wait for the other party's momentum!

Because he can't save it, and he can't save it, at least for now, he can't think of a better way.

However, he knew that the other party would shoot this arrow, because a good hunter is a person who is good at seizing the moment and waiting.

He is a hunter, and the other party is also a hunter.

On the streets, the tornado stopped in place, and the snow was ten feet high.

In the place ten zhang high, there are constantly blood-colored spots, such as the person who painted before, annoyed, gave up using the pen to trace, blur, but took the ink inkstone and began to sway, splashing ink!

"Haha... Armor and invulnerability? ”

"Didn't you try, idiot!"

As the red spots came out frequently, in the tornado, there were voices and lights slowly lit up.

"yes, so..."

"Ahh

A miserable cry rang out.

A white snowstorm with light shining inside, like a huge white lantern with red dots on the surface of a child's graffiti drawing.

"Your armor is invulnerable, so what about the two arrow holes on your body, how can you resist the invasion of the wind!"

"Ahh Yikes..."

In the wind and snow, the light went from weak to strong, and finally the light shone brightly.

For example, if the lantern suddenly burned the lantern paper, the ten-zhang high white lantern was instantly extinguished.

The white tornado stopped suddenly.

The light is like a candle in the wind, extinguished.

The storm ceases, and the light goes out.

Two figures flew out, one black, one silver, no, it should be said red.

In the two figures that flew away, the silver figure was covered with blood, and as he flew upside down, the blood fluttered with the snow.

On the other side, the black figure flew upside down, but the two bright axes in his hands were thrown at the silver man.

On the tall building, the arrows that are ready to fire are finally shot.

The same two wind marks, one towards the bloody man who flew out upside down, and the other towards Chu Heng, who was sitting quietly on the street.

Pang Wanchun knew that the other party would choose such an opportunity and such a means, but he had no way to prevent it, so he could only draw the bow again.

This time, he shot three arrows at the street where Yuan Lang was here, and fifty-eight arrows at Chu Heng.

This is the most arrow he can shoot at this time.

- He can't shoot more arrows without guaranteeing his power.

Of the three arrows, none of them went to save Yuan Lang, but towards the black figure that flew out upside down.

The other fifty-eight arrows were the arrows that flew towards Chu Heng to interfere.

On the opposite side of the tall building, the man in the red cloak snorted, with contempt and disdain.

"It's just a dying struggle."

An invisible arrow shoots out from the wall of wind and snow, cutting off the opponent's first arrow.

Shoot again, and another arrow is cut off in the wind.

On the wall of wind and snow, invisible arrows, with wind tails, shot straight at the last arrow.

Hua Rong watched the arrow come out, looked at the last arrow that had been moving forward in the wind and snow, shining brightly, and sighed, with doubts and uncertainties.

But that arrow, he had to intercept.

The invisible arrow and the arrow flying in the wind and snow are about to meet.

However, after that arrow, another arrow suddenly popped out, flying directly towards Zhu Wu and the others not far away.

The arrow that flies forward is cut off by the invisible arrow.

Hua Rong saw the arrow flying towards Zhu Wu and the others, but did not intercept it.

Because, at such a distance, his arrows could not be rescued at all.

The other party imitated himself.

Of course, the more important thing is that the other party seems to have understood his arrows and calculated them, even if he wants to intercept them, he can't do it.

However, the consequences of this arrow will be very bad, very bad, because Zhu Wu and the others have completely relaxed their guard.

In the flying snow, Hua Rong's arrow and Li Kui's flying axe arrived at Yuan Lang's side almost at the same time.

The invisible arrow penetrated the silver armor again, and the flying axe followed, hitting Yuan Lang's chest with two thuds, and Yuan Lang's body was instantly knocked off the wall, deeply embedded in the cement wall, and could not move.

The flying axe was turned back, and the black figure caught the axe and threw it into the cement wall again, where Yuan Lang was embedded!

- This is the real murderer, the killing heart, the killing intent, are all in those two axes.

Pang Wanchun saw the scene on the street and was very helpless.

Over there, Wu Liangfeng was even more helpless.

The arrow, suddenly flew, and without hesitation, he stretched out his arm and blocked the arrow.

The arrow passed through his arm, forward, and did not stop until the white feather was stuck between the cracks in the bones.

In front of the arrow, the tip of the arrow was just against Tianshou's forehead.

This is the result of Tianshou leaning back slightly to dodge, otherwise, she might have died.

Zhu Wu and the others held their breath, and Tianshou slowly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Wu Liangfeng.

Wu Liangfeng gritted his teeth and smiled: "I am a god and demon body, and I recover quickly, and I can't feel any pain after being shot too much by that guy." ”

Tianshou was silent for a few seconds and said, "Thank you!" ”

Wu Liangfeng withdrew his arm and said, "Ah, what you say is more hurtful than this arrow." ”

Qiu Yue came over, cut off the arrow with one sword, and pulled the arrow out with one hand.

Wu Liangfeng screamed in pain, and then said with a wry smile: "When I catch the surname Pang, I will pierce ten holes in him, not a hundred." ”

Qiu Yue bandaged him and said, "Then I'll wait until you live." ”

Wu Liangfeng gritted his teeth, grinned, cold sweat flowed from his aching face, and he smiled: "I... No... We are equipped with the aura of the protagonist, how can we die! Haha..."

In the wind and snow, in the silent dawn night, this laughter is very bright.

Wu Liangfeng then laughed and said, "Pang Wanchun, your arrow, but Er'er!" ”

Zhu Wu and Chen Da also laughed.

Hua Rong lowered her head slightly and raised her head and smiled slightly.

He knew that Zhu Wu and the others were telling him that the arrow just now was fine, and they believed in him, his ability, his arrow, and even more in his choice.

Pang Wanchun's face became gloomy.

On the south side of the snowy street, although Hua Rong's arrow has been changed, it is still a child and mother arrow.

This time, instead of shooting at An Shirong, who was wrapped in rattan on the ground, or Chu Heng, who was sitting upright in the wind and snow, he suddenly shot at the street lamp on the side of the road when he changed his trajectory.

Where, there was an arc of electric light, pulling Chu Heng to dodge a fatal arrow.

Now, the arrow had pierced the streetlight, and the land was plunged into darkness, and yellow electricity rushed into the snow.

In the darkness, the light was very conspicuous, and although the current was running fast, it did not flee forward, nor did it run backwards, but lingered in every square inch.

On the wall of wind and snow, invisible arrows shot again.

The street lamp next to it shattered again.

In the dark, the snow glows slightly.

On the slight snow, the light of the arc is like a jumping insect, scurrying in the snow, the range of movement, the square inch.

Hua Rong smiled slightly.

On the wind and snow wall, ten arrows had already gathered momentum, shooting towards the electric light of the street.

Wind and snow high-rise building, Pang Wanchun saw this scene, and the sigh in his heart overwhelmed the sound of wind and snow.

He understood why the lightning had only swirled in place.

Because, there was a two-headed snake that sprinkled venom in the air, and he didn't dare to move forward or retreat, so he could only stay around Chu Heng.

So, how can the light of every inch of land dodge the ten arrows shot by Xiao Li Guanghuarong!

Pang Wanchun's face became even more solemn, what if he has a time now? Because the time is not as good as the location, and the location is not as good as the people.

It is precisely this person who is what they lack the most!

On a snowy night, at the highest point in Liucheng, all the people saw the battle on the street, and of course, they also saw Pang Wanchun's choice.

Choice is to give and take.

But between these trade-offs, who can say the best and the best?

So, it's all about people's hearts!

However, people's hearts are different!

Well, the quarrel resumes!

PS: Another chapter, rest!