Yan Yu disappeared in the crowd, his eyes swept over the warriors who left in a hurry, and the corners of his lips hooked a sneering arc: "Hehe." Now you don't want to die?"

The village chief died, Mo Wenjun was seriously injured, and the murderer was not caught.

The Snowy Village was completely blocked, and no one was allowed to enter or leave, and they, the guests attending the wedding, were naturally no exception.

It didn't matter if Yan was delusional, he didn't want to leave, he stayed to observe the situation, and the other party did this, which undoubtedly gave him a sufficient reason to stay.

The only pity is that Mo Wenjun has a big life, maybe he has a life-saving hole card, and he survived with a sigh of relief. And after this incident, Snowy Village was on high alert, and he couldn't find a chance to mend the knife.

Otherwise, it's really killing three birds with one stone.

The death of the village chief of Snowy Village was undoubtedly a big blow to them.

If Mo Wenjun dies, the actor variables that Yan Yu faces will be smaller.

If Leng Feng died, this promotion task would not be any surprise to Yan Yu.

Thinking of this, Yan Yu couldn't help but turn his head and set his eyes in the direction of Lvye Village, and he didn't know if Hao Xinghe, this guy, was as he wished...... Unwilling to be lonely and do things?

The arrows of the cold front are very unique.

So the cold front ...... It's not hard to find, especially if the entire snowy village is completely mobilized.

In just half a day, when the sky had just passed the long night, and when Chaoyang barely came out of his head, Leng Feng was found, or searched.

He was stunned at first, but then when he saw the other party coming up, he made a dead hand, instinctively resisting. Seeing him resisting, the warriors of Snowy Village immediately became even more angry, the fierce tigers couldn't hold up the wolves, and Leng Feng had to find an opportunity to retreat.

From the words of these people, Leng Feng probably understood the context of the matter, and sighed in his heart, knowing that he was careless this time and fell into Yan Yu, or Mo Wenjun's trap.

I just don't know if it's Mo Wenjun's bitter trick or Yan Yu's misfortune.

At the moment, none of that matters.

The important thing is how he can save his life and get out of here.

After fighting and retreating, because he found that he was only an intermediate martial artist, Leng Feng had time to react, and took advantage of the time difference between the opponent's manpower and the convergence of his manpower, he successfully retreated a long distance.

Seeing that he would be able to escape from the confines of the Snowy Village, as long as he jumped out of this wall, the terrain outside was vast, and he had a better chance of escaping from the pursuers.

"Huh. ”

Suddenly, Leng Feng's face changed greatly, and he almost instinctively forcibly controlled his body to change direction, and slammed into the house next to him in embarrassment.

The next moment, a purple thunder and lightning light struck instantly, marking a narrow sword mark that was hideous and full of anger on the path that he had just advanced.

Yan Yu carried Chixiao, stood at the gate of Xueyu Village with an indifferent face, in the middle, his eyes fell on the collapsed house, and chuckled: "Friend, please stay." ”

"Yan Delirium!"

With a hoarse roar, two streamers broke through the ruins and the remnants of the wall, shooting straight at Yan Yu's eyebrows.

When!

Yan Yu didn't blink his eyelids, swung his sword to split the arrows that were shooting, raised his arms flat, and chixiao groaned, pointing at Leng Feng who crawled out of the ruins.

Leng Feng gasped roughly, looked around, and gradually surrounded the martial artists here, staring at Yan Yu gloomily: "This move, very good, you succeeded." ”

Who is Yan Yu?

This kind of indiscriminate text trap can also pit him?

Seeing him sneer, he didn't match Leng Feng's words at all: "Hehe, in this case, you are still trying to provoke our relationship, don't you want to run away?"

Get.

As soon as these words came out, the person who had originally set his eyes on Yan Yu suddenly showed a sudden expression, and then looked at Leng Feng, who was already full of killing intent.

At this point, if you don't give up, you must be the murderer.

Leng Feng felt the attention of a sharp knife thrown at him, and he only felt bitterness in his mouth.

He designed three times, but failed one after another, and the other party did not move, and one move was a killing move, directly forcing him into a state of no return.

How can the gap between people be so big?

"Hoo ......"

Leng Feng shuddered suddenly, raised his head in shock, clenched the big bow in his hand, pulled out an arrow from the quiver, poured all the strength, and shot at Yan Yu.

No matter what, you have to fight, it's much better than standing here and waiting to die.

"Idiot. Yan Yu raised his eyebrows, made a mistake under his feet, dodged lightly, changed his direction again, stepped out with a sword, and pulled the distance between the two to within five meters in a moment.

He's going to kill Leng Feng, this guy has to die. Otherwise, the next situation will be unfavorable to Yan Yu.

Just imagine, if this guy gives up resistance and is willing to be captured alive and interrogated, biting himself to death is framed and wronged.

So when these people from the Snowy Village, their anger dissipates and their sanity returns, it will not be difficult to find loopholes, in order to find out the real murderer, they will definitely not directly kill Leng Feng.

Don't forget, Leng Feng is an actor.

As long as the actor does not die, there is always a chance to turn the tables.

When!

Leng Feng held a bow, unloaded the terrifying force, turned around, drew an arrow from the quiver, and stabbed at the enemy in front of him with one hand.

Bang!

Spin the sword, turn the wrist, flick the edge, draw an arc.

The two sides parted with a touch, and Chixiao was in Yan Yu's hands, like a smart magic dragon, provoking a small arc, stabbing straight out along the fleeting gap, bypassing the bow arm, crossing the bowstring, and stabbing his heart.

In the face of Leng Feng's counterattack, he had no intention of dodging at all, taking a step aside, the momentum of Chixiao did not pause, but the sword grid was pulled by his hand, and the arrow that pierced him accurately collapsed, turning the thorn into a cut, and swept towards the opponent's neck.

Damn it!

Leng Feng's anger was mixed with a bit of panic.

Crisis, desperate situation.

He wanted to hide, but he had just emptied most of the strength in his body with an arrow, but his body was like being filled with lead, heavy and terrible, with heart but powerless.

When he was dying, Leng Feng suddenly threw his bow and smashed his sword, trying to break the throat-cutting Chixiao apart. He still wanted to fight and didn't want to give up just like that.

Click~

However, as soon as he moved, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower back, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, half of his body bones were shattered in an instant, and his internal organs were twisted together at this moment.

Immediately after, a chill ran in my throat.

A large amount of blood gushed out from his throat, Leng Feng's body softened, and the resistance strength that had just been condensed completely dissipated with this vicious blow.

"Give up!"

At the moment when Chixiao swept through his throat and cut his head, Leng Feng already knew that the general trend was irreversible, so he decisively chose to give up and save his life.

This time, he lost, but he was convinced to lose, and he only admired Yan Yu and had no resentment.

Four times, Leng Feng made four consecutive shots, all of which were caught by the opponent. counterattacked once, but directly knocked him into a desperate situation, without any chance to turn over.

In a trance, he seemed to hear a soft murmur in his ear: "You are too impatient, you have your hole cards in your hand, and you are in your hands, why do you want to take risks to gamble?"

：。 ：