Jumping to the other side, Chen Youshan didn't dare to wait any longer, for fear that the person who released the dark arrow would really tremble. The arrow just now was only a dozen centimeters away from him, and a dozen centimeters sounded quite long, but it was actually only two fists away.

Quickly looked around, and directly pulled a tree force about the size of three fingers behind him and folded it hard.

"Click!"

The branch snapped, and he quickly removed the thin branch from above. The twig soon turned into a stick of about two meters.

Looking at the Tibetan mastiff below who kept jumping up and probing, his eyes slowly became cold. With a weapon in his hand, he certainly has more confidence.

These Tibetan mastiffs are worth more than his life? It's just what they think, he doesn't think so. What are the serious consequences of hurting them? What consequences would be more important than your own life? Is it really because they are precious, they don't want to jump down and let them bite?

He's not stupid.

Since they forced him to this point, he simply let it go. If he really wants to kill all these Tibetan mastiffs, he will have to run away. Anyway, he wouldn't agree to throw his little life anywhere, let alone a small life, even if it was a finger, he wouldn't agree.

"What does he want to do?" Inside the wooden shed, Zhao Tiancheng's face was a little ugly, obviously guessing his next move.

"What? You've pushed him to this point, what else can he do? The handsome man quipped, "You don't really think he's going to jump down like this and fight these Tibetan mastiffs with his bare hands, do you?" ”

Zhao Tiancheng gritted his teeth and said, "I have warned him that these Tibetan mastiffs can't move. ”

The delicate man pouted: "Then you may have miscalculated, at this time, no one will throw themselves down because of these Tibetan mastiffs." Since both horizontal and vertical are dead, why not fight? You should have known a long time ago that this kid is not a fearful master. ”

Zhao Tiancheng didn't speak again, but Tie Qing's face told everyone that he was angry now.

Chen Youshan slowly moved downward, grabbed a branch with one hand and jumped down and hung in the air, his feet at most two meters high from the ground.

A Tibetan mastiff seemed to see an opportunity, jumped hard and opened its mouth wide to bite the soles of his feet.

Chen Youshan gritted his teeth, and when he saw that he was about to bite the soles of his feet, the hand holding the stick waved suddenly.

"Bang!"

"Whew!"

The Tibetan mastiff let out a scream of tearing, and fell diagonally from mid-air five or six meters away, staggering on the ground as if drunk and unable to stand up.

"What are you doing?"

A shout came from afar.

Chen Youshan quickly flipped over and sat back on the tree, but out of the corner of his eye, he unconsciously glanced at the black-clothed man holding the bow not far away, and subconsciously blocked the other party with the big tree.

An old man in cloth shoes ran out of nowhere and ran straight to the Tibetan mastiff that was swaying to the side.

In the wooden shed, Zhao Tiancheng threw the wine glass in his hand out and rushed out of the door.

"How dare you hit it? Do you know how much it's worth? Looking at the obviously swollen piece of the Tibetan mastiff's neck, the old man in the cloth shoes was furious.

Chen Youshan looked at him expressionlessly, did not speak, but kept glancing at the Tibetan mastiff who was still eager to try it below, waiting for the opportunity to strike again.

The old man in the cloth shoes seemed to see his intentions, his face changed slightly, and a strange sound came out of his mouth, and all the Tibetan mastiffs immediately withdrew several meters, and sat honestly on the lawn, judging from the fierce appearance just now.

Chen Youshan's eyes lit up slightly, and after a few thoughts flashed quickly in his mind, he decisively jumped off the tree and ran towards the exit of the hunting ground.

"Want to leave like this?" The old man in the cloth shoes snorted coldly and waved his hand at the remaining nine Tibetan mastiffs, and the Tibetan mastiffs roared again and rushed over.

Chen Youshan scolded in his heart, seeing that the Tibetan mastiff had arrived behind him, his heart was crossed, and he quickly turned around and waved fiercely.

A Tibetan mastiff jumped up and pounced on his stick as if it were about to die.

"Bang!"

The muffled sound made the old man in cloth shoes tremble. Seeing the young man rushing towards the Tibetan mastiff like crazy, he was horrified and hurriedly shouted.

"Stop! Stop! ”

Where is Chen Youshan willing to listen? With a weapon in hand, even if it was ten Tibetan mastiffs, he dared to fight, and directly raised his stick and smashed it down on the head of the oncoming Tibetan mastiff.

"Whew!"

The stick slashed through the air, bringing with it the sound of a hoho breaking wind.

The strange voice sounded from the mouth of the old man in the cloth shoes again.

But it was too late.

The stick in Chen Youshan's hand had already smashed a Tibetan mastiff on the head, and the ferocious force directly smashed the Tibetan mastiff to the ground and rolled several times before stopping, and then lay on the ground with a whining and couldn't move.

The remaining Tibetan mastiffs obediently retreated again and sat honestly on the ground. It has to be said that these Tibetan mastiffs are really well trained.

Seeing that two more Tibetan mastiffs were beaten in this moment, the old man in cloth shoes was shocked and angry, and looked at Chen Youshan angrily, his lips moved for a long time but he didn't say a word.

Each of these Tibetan mastiffs is a priceless treasure, he usually doesn't even want to scold twice, but today he was beaten by a hairy boy who ran out of nowhere? If it weren't for the fact that this madman would have done something to these Tibetan mastiffs again, he really wanted to let these Tibetan mastiffs bite him to death.

Chen Youshan didn't have time to pay attention to this old man who didn't know what his identity was, seeing that these Tibetan mastiffs had retreated again, where would he let go of this opportunity, and ran wildly again, rushing towards the gate of the hunting ground.

When he was still about a hundred meters away from the exit of the hunting ground, he suddenly stopped.

Zhao Tiancheng appeared in his sight with a black face.

He paused for a moment and continued to run.

"Whew!"

A sharp arrow fell at his feet, and if he took another step, the arrow would pierce the ball of his foot.

He didn't dare to move anymore, and stood in place with bated breath.

Zhao Tiancheng saw this scene in his eyes, but he didn't say a word, but his face became more and more gloomy, and he stopped when he was still seven or eight meters away from him.

The two looked at each other silently, and neither of them spoke.

"The game didn't end so quickly." Three minutes later, Zhao Tiancheng was the first to break the silence.

Chen Youshan said: "What if I have to rush out now? ”

"You can try." Zhao Tiancheng said with a smile: "If you don't want to become a cripple for the rest of your life, just try." ”

"What will happen if I stay here?" Chen Youshan sneered.

"Do you think you have a choice?"

Chen Youshan was silent for a moment and said: "There are only 100 meters left in front, and it only takes more than ten seconds for me to rush out, do you think I can't rush out?" ”

Zhao Tiancheng took a deep look at him, then took a few steps back and made way of the way.