There are only seven people left on the field, and it stands to reason that Jiang Ling and the three should have a good chance of winning after forming an alliance, but the bad news is that the other four have already formed an alliance, and the worse news is that they took away four pieces of green yarn that can avoid ghosts first.

They were more than thirty meters away in front of Jiang Ling and the three of them, looking at the three of them coldly and playfully.

The black-clothed young man with triangular eyes continued to say sarcastically: "The three of you, it seems that only one of you can get the green yarn." ”

Jiang Ling and the three of them stood in place and did not make a sound.

At this time, it was three against four, and Jiang Ling also noticed that the other four should have found equipment. The black-clothed young man had a three-foot-long steel fork in his hand, and behind him, a blue-shirted man held a short knife, a white-clothed man held a firewood stick, and a dark green robe with his hands hidden in the robe.

Although it seems that this person does not have a blade, for some reason, Jiang Ling is the most wary of this person, guessing that there must be a good piece of equipment in his hand in his robe.

Jiang Ling knew that his speed in coming to the center of the island was not fast, because it took a certain amount of time to solve the puzzle and pursue Su Wei, but he didn't expect that the four of them had formed an alliance during this time, and they also learned about the usefulness of Qingsha through some means, so they came to this altar first.

Thinking that the other party can form an alliance and find Qingsha at such a fast speed, it must be someone who has a great sense of the overall situation and ability. Although the black-clothed young man was the first to speak and spoke arrogantly, Jiang Ling thought that it was not he who caused the team to form an alliance and find the green yarn, but most likely the dark green robe young man with a calm and indifferent look.

"It's still a step too late." Huang Lie also sighed depressedly.

Su Wei bit his lower lip on the side, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Yo, there's a beautiful woman here." The young man in black looked at Su Wei with a twinkle in his eyes and smiled: "Little girl, come over and say hello to a few brothers, how about this piece of green yarn for you?" ”

Su Wei was silent and glanced coldly at the young man in black.

Seeing this, the young man in black snorted, glared at Su Weiwei, and then said coldly: "I think you must also know the role of this green yarn, without the green yarn, you will definitely die." And now, if we don't agree, you won't even be able to take this last piece of green yarn, and all three of you will have to die. So the solution is very simple, the master will show you the way, the three of you will do it yourself, and the final winner will have a chance to pass the selection competition with us. ”

These words were cold and heart-wrenching, not only coercing and pressuring, but also provoking the relationship between the three people.

Want to win? Simple, kill the two people next to you and you'll win.

Could it be that you still want to fight the four of us?

Huang Lie had already held the bow in his hand, and at this time, he reached behind his back and drew a feather arrow. It is said that the only four feather arrows he has not shot once, and the only one consumed is still held in his hand and stabbed into someone else's mouth.

Huang Lie held a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other, and said indifferently: "It seems that there is no other way." ”

Jiang Ling also shook his head with a wry smile, and then said with a solemn gaze: "I can't think of any other way." ”

"The last resort is the best way." Su Wei said this, and at the same time clenched the long sword in his hand.

"That's right, recognize the reality..."The man in black smiled cruelly, but before he could speak, the man in the dark green robe suddenly reached out and pushed him, shouting, "Danger! ”

A feathered arrow burst through the air and shot directly into the left shoulder of the man in black, and the sharp tip of the arrow pierced through the flesh and embedded it in the bone. And if the green-robed man hadn't pushed him, the arrow would most likely have landed on his neck!

"What!?" The man in black felt the pain in his shoulder, and the sense of crisis made his heart cold, and then he was furious.

"The last resort is to fight hard." Huang Lie said this coldly, pulled out an arrow again, and did not forget to regret: "I can't shoot him with an arrow, it's an insult to my third prize." ”

"I guess each person can only pick up one piece of green yarn, so they can't get the last piece of yarn, Su Wei, you look for a chance to grab the green yarn." Jiang Ling reminded, and at the same time looked at the four people in front of him vigilantly, and took two steps forward.

"Okay." Su Wei held a long sword in his hand and followed two steps.

"Just pray I'll shoot two." As he spoke, Huang Lie's second arrow also shot out.

And Huang Lie played a trick, originally it seemed that he was still aiming at the black-clothed young man, but he turned around and shot at the white-clothed guy with a stick.

The interval between Huang Lie's two arrows was very short, and the man in white could not react quickly, and was stabbed into the left chest by an arrow, and the man rolled to the ground with a muffled snort.

"Still didn't shoot it." Huang Lie solemnly lowered his bow, but his arm trembled a little.

I have to say that Huang Lie's two arrows have been shot very beautifully, directly injuring the two people opposite, but Huang Lie is inevitably nervous, his palms are sweaty, and it took a lot of effort to suppress the panic in his heart to shoot these two arrows.

The next arrow may not be able to have such a state, and the next arrow, the other party will inevitably react and be prepared.

And the important thing is that Huang Lie only has one arrow left!

Jiang Ling only has a round shield, Su Wei is a girl, Huang Lie knows that his three arrows will play a decisive role, but... It still doesn't seem to be able to turn the situation around.

"Damn, hack them to death!" The black-clothed young man roared angrily, drew the arrow from his shoulder and threw it on the ground, holding the steel fork and rushing over.

The blue-shirted sword-wielding youth and the green-robed youth also rushed out one from the left to the right.

The young man in white who was hit by the arrow did not dare to pull out the arrow in his chest, so as not to lose too much blood, he got up, and held the stick on the edge of the altar with a gloomy gaze, making it clear that he would not let the other party approach the altar.

An archer with only one arrow left, a young man with only a shield, and a woman with a sword, and just resisted? Now none of you want to win, you all have to die!

But the next moment, Huang Lie let out a calm breath and was ready to shoot again.

The three people who charged stopped abruptly, their eyes were locked on Huang Lie, their nerves were tense, and even the white-clothed young man behind them waved their sticks indiscriminately in front of them. They had seen that the young man's archery skills were indeed extraordinary, and no one wanted this last arrow to fall on them.

Huang Lie naturally didn't shoot this arrow immediately, Jiang Ling and Su Wei also knew that Huang Lie would not be in a hurry to shoot this arrow, because only this unshot arrow could be their last hope!

Only this arrow can make the other party have to be jealous and distracted, so as to give Jiang Ling a chance to win!

Jiang Ling and Su Wei actually rushed out directly with a very tacit understanding, and with the pressure of Huang Lie's arrows in the rear, they suddenly rushed towards the three who did not dare to move.

Jiang Ling held the shield and waved his arm, smashing it into the triangular-eyed black-clothed youth, after all, this person was shot in the left shoulder, and his combat effectiveness would be weakened a lot.

And Su Wei rushed towards the blue-shirted young man in front of her and slashed it with a sword.

The young man in black didn't know if the arrow would kill him, but if he didn't deal with it at this time, he was very likely to be stoned to death by Jiang Ling with a shield, so he shouted angrily and hit Jiang Ling with a fork.

Jiang Ling swung his shield and smashed the stabbing steel fork, knocking it off, and then Jiang Ling rushed forward again, hitting the body of the black-clothed youth with his shield, knocking the black-clothed youth down.

And Su Wei waved his long sword, and the blue-shirted young man waved his sword to resist, neither of them was a martial arts master, how could there be any sword shining in the clouds, it was just a random fight.

But the next moment, the blue-shirted young man found that the woman was swinging her sword without stopping, so she swept past him.

Su Wei's target was not him, but the green yarn on the altar.

The long sword cut a bloody wound on the blue-shirted young man's left arm, but the knife in his hand also cut a wound on Su Wei's left rib.

And Su Wei didn't seem to feel it, and he had rushed to the altar.

After catching a glimpse of this scene, Jiang Ling couldn't help but be slightly distracted, and then was kicked in the abdomen by the black-clothed young man who fell to the ground, and took a few steps back, and then the black-clothed young man turned over and sat up directly, and a fork was about to point at Jiang Ling's abdomen.

But at this time, the black-clothed young man's heart was tight again, he saw that Huang Lie had already held the bow and aimed at him, and couldn't help but subconsciously retract the short fork, and at the same time was forced to roll and dodge again, and the attack on Jiang Ling naturally dissolved.

And there was one more person in the field who also saw an opportunity.

I saw the neglected green-robed young man's left hand raised from his robe and pointed at Huang Lie.

It was a slender and white palm, a little not like a man's hand, and he naturally didn't have any yang fingers or a stormy palm, but there was a Karakuri box at his left wrist, and there was a sharp edge flashing under his wrist in the box.

It's a Hidden Arrow!

Shout!

The tiny sleeve arrow flew out, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Huang Lie's body and fell into Huang Lie's chest.

A bloody hole appeared in Huang Lie's chest, his body shook, and panic and pain flashed in his eyes, but with great perseverance, he didn't let the arrow go, still holding on to the bowstring, and once again aimed at the blue-shirted youth who wanted to attack Jiang Ling from the side, forcing the blue-shirted youth to retreat and dodge.

Then another Hidden Arrow burst through the air and shot into Huang Lie's abdomen, leaving a bleeding hole again.

Almost immediately after, the third Hidden Arrow flew and shot directly into Huang Lie's left leg, Huang Lie's feet were weak, and he fell to the ground, and then gritted his teeth and roared, pulled the bowstring, and shot directly.

The pain on his body made it impossible for him to hold his bow and stand to deter the enemy, but he didn't shoot the green-robed young man either, because it had proved that this person was too vigilant, and he was at a distance from himself, and it was difficult to shoot without anyone holding him back.

Huang Lie's arrow was shot to the farthest place, where the young man in white was confronting Su Wei, Su Wei had already slashed the left shoulder of the young man in white, but the young man in white also smashed Su Wei's forehead with a stick and bled profusely.

The arrow came, but it missed the head, and passed through the ear of the young man in white, startling the man.

And that was enough, the next moment, a long sword slashed at the right time, and the sharp edge easily cut through the skin, cut the blood vessels, and cut the throat, and the young man in white covered his throat in horror and slowly fell.

Su Wei stepped up to the altar to take off the green veil, and then she glanced back.

Huang Lie was already half-kneeling on the ground, and there were no more feathered arrows; Jiang Ling was sandwiched between the blue-shirted and black-clothed people, and it was difficult to support him.

Blood stained half of Su Wei's delicate face, her watery eyes flashed brightly, looking at the two of them silently reciting three words, and then began to run quickly.

However, she did not look back to help, she ran in the opposite direction.

She, left, or rather, ran away.

[One player has died, and there are six players left on the field]

After a short delay, the news of the death of the young man in white came.

And when Su Wei rushed to the altar, Jiang Ling had already made a plan, although he recommended Su Wei to grab the green yarn first, but the moment Su Wei really rushed to the green yarn, Jiang Ling was ready that she would not turn back.

"I don't ask you to protect me in danger, but if there is real danger, when the odds are low, I will prioritize escaping."

Jiang Ling didn't forget this sentence, and he didn't have time to be angry, complain or scold, he also made a decision.

I saw him quickly turn around and start running away.

Huang Lie lowered his head, half-knelt on the ground, and spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood between coughs.

He didn't show any expression, just laughed self-deprecatingly, then closed his eyes and waited for death.

There are only six players left, and one more will be declared cleared.

An archer who has no arrows and is seriously wounded deserves to die, even for the virtue that his teammates have become.

That's human nature, right?

The next moment, Huang Lie opened his eyes in shock.

A powerful shoulder slammed into his arms, lifted him up, and began to run with him.