Yun Fan grabbed the big bow with his right hand, protected his chest with his left hand, and pressed his palm against the tip of the pale cyan arrow, snorted lightly, and his left hand clenched suddenly, pinching the arrow directly.

Looking at the direction in which Yang Ming was fleeing, Yun Fan couldn't help but snort coldly, lightly lifted the big bow with his left hand, put his right hand on the string, and pulled the big bow to the full moon with a slight force on his arm.

Will hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf.

The spiritual power was condensed on the big bow, and a pale golden arrow slowly appeared on the bowstring.

"A cloud-piercing arrow, there are not thousands of troops, but it is enough for you to die. ”

Yun Fan's fingers loosened slightly, the bowstring hummed, and the pale golden arrow turned into a golden meteor and shot towards the fleeing figure in the distance.

"Poof!"

The figure that was running in the distance couldn't help but stiffen suddenly, and the golden light pierced his body almost instantly.

Yang Ming, who was originally confident that he could escape, looked down at the half of the golden arrow that came out of his chest in disbelief, and the expression on his face gradually turned pale.

"How... How could it be. So?" Yang Ming trembled and stretched out his hand to pull out the pale golden arrow that pierced his heart, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily overflowed with blood.

Before he could touch the pale golden arrow, the latter turned into an aura and scattered, and a bloody arrow shot out from his chest in an instant.

"Poof!"

Yang Ming's knees couldn't help but weaken, and he knelt directly to the ground, his consciousness gradually blurred, and in a trance, he saw a figure appear in front of him.

"Ahem, my eldest brother absolutely. I won't let you go!" Yang Ming coughed up a mouthful of blood, his voice getting weaker and weaker.

"Well, I didn't think I'd let him go. Yun Fan shrugged his shoulders, "It's a pity that you probably can't see that scene." ”

Yang Ming's eyes showed a look of resentment, and he trembled and stretched out his palm to grab Yun Fan.

Yun Fan stood in front of him, watching his movements calmly, but there was no movement.

The calloused palms stagnate in mid-air, then fall limply, and lose their life.

Yun Fan looked at the corpse with his head lowered, thought about it, and still stepped forward to search on him, and the loot still had to be collected.

"Damn, it's just a short knife?" Yun Fan touched it for a long time, but only found the short knife he saw before, and there was nothing else.

"Are you embarrassed to be a robber like this?" Yun Fan was suddenly a little speechless, his body was cleaner than his face, this guy is really embarrassed by this industry.

After complaining a little depressedly, Yun Fan had no choice but to take the big bow and short knife and walk in the direction where Lin Min'er was.

"Are you okay?" Lin Min'er, who was originally worried that Yun Fan was about to get off the tree, couldn't help jumping down from the tree happily when she saw the familiar figure coming out of the forest.

"Do I look like I'm in trouble?" Yun Fan said with a smile as he raised the big bow and short knife in his hand.

"That guy ran away?" Lin Min'er asked subconsciously, in her mind, even if the strength of the latter Spirit Sect Realm was not as good as Yun Fan, at least she could escape, right?

"You're going to let him run. Yun Fan raised his eyebrows and nodded.

"What do you mean when he runs away?" Lin Min'er was stunned for a moment, and asked with some confusion.

"You have too many problems, let's go back quickly, your father and your Uncle Zhu are still fighting with those robbers. Yun Fan carried the big bow on his back and walked in the direction he came.

"Wait for me!" Lin Min'er came back to her senses and hurriedly followed Yun Fan's footsteps.

"Why did this guy die?!" On the way back, Lin Min'er saw the kneeling figure with a shocked look on her face.

"Well, it may be that some heroic and warm-hearted hero can't get used to what this guy is doing, so when he saw that the road was uneven, he drew his sword to help him and killed him. Yun Fan touched his chin and speculated.

"Could it be that you killed him, right?" Lin Min'er looked at Yun Fan with some suspicion, looking the latter up and down.

"Even if I am physically strong, but with such a little spiritual power, how can I kill him?" Yun Fan rolled his eyes.

"Then where did you get your big bow and short sword?" Lin Min'er asked.

"Uh, picked it up on the road. Yun Fan touched his nose and said.

"Nonsense!" Lin Min'er's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

"It's really picked up, this guy is running and hitting me with these things, I can't see that I can catch up with him, so I just picked up what he threw back. Yun Fan said innocently.

"Is that really the case?" Lin Min'er's face was full of disbelief.

"It's true. Yun Fan nodded seriously.

"Let's go, aren't you worried about your father and your Uncle Zhu?" Lin Min'er wanted to ask again, but Yun Fan quickly interrupted her.

Lin Min'er looked at Yun Fan, who had already run away, so she had to suppress the doubts in her heart and hurriedly followed.

The two of them quickly returned to their previous places, hiding in the bushes on the side and looking into the field, where many people had fallen on both sides, and the number of dead and wounded was mixed.

"What should I do, those two guys are so strong, we can't help at all!" Lin Min'er looked at Lin Yuanzhi and Zhu Jie, who were fighting fiercely with the black face and the burly man, and couldn't help but worry.

Yun Fan raised his eyes to look at the battle situation in the field, his eyes narrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"You go and support the guards of your house. Yun Fan suddenly turned his head and said to Lin Min'er.

"Then what are you doing?" Lin Min'er couldn't help but be stunned.

"Even if you can't help, you have to make some trouble for them!" Yun Fan stood up and hid behind a big tree, bending his bow and arrows.

"Whew!"

A pale golden spiritual arrow shot out from among the trees, aiming directly at the burly man who was fighting Zhu Jie.

Xiong Heishan, who was fighting heartily, suddenly felt the danger coming from behind, and hurriedly turned to the side, but because of his burly figure, he still couldn't dodge, and was cut through his right arm by the pale golden spiritual power arrow, leaving a shallow wound.

Although Zhu Jie on the opposite side didn't know who was secretly attacking, how could he miss this kind of good opportunity, without thinking about it, he raised the double knives in his hand and slashed frantically in the direction of Xiong Heishan.

The sharp blades rushed to his face like raindrops, Xiong Heishan's face couldn't help but change, he roared angrily, the muscles on his arms were knotted, and the double axes in his hands danced impenetrable in front of him, blocking all those blades.

It's just that after all, he was disturbed by the pale golden arrow, and soon Zhu Jie found a flaw, and was slashed in the shoulder with a knife, and immediately bled like an infusion.

Xiong Heishan roared angrily, and a brilliant spiritual light erupted from the double axes, forcing Zhu Jie to retreat.

Just as he was about to catch his breath, another pale golden spiritual arrow swooped in from behind him.

"Whew!"

Xiong Heishan was furious, and when he looked back, he was an axe, which directly smashed the spiritual power arrow into pieces.

"Who?!" Xiong Heishan's big copper eyes scanned back and forth, his face was full of anger, "Which bastard is it, putting a cold arrow behind Lao Tzu's back?!"

"You have the ability to come out and fight Lao Tzu for three hundred rounds!" Xiong Heishan slashed at the ground in front of him with an axe, cracking several axe marks.

"What's the point of hiding like a mouse?"