"Dead?"

A group of heroes saw that the mountain ghost was shot into a hedgehog by the bow and crossbow, and stood there motionless as if they could not move, they hesitated for a while, and then shot a few arrows, and saw that the mountain ghost still did not move, so they were on guard and slowly surrounded it.

But because the mountain ghosts were so vicious, they didn't dare to get too close, and stopped twenty paces away.

"Cast your nets."

Although the mountain ghosts looked like they were almost dead, for the sake of caution, they still threw the sharp blade nets, layer after layer, and tied the mountain ghosts to a strong knot.

"The dumplings are not tied so tightly."

"It's so dark in this valley, don't talk nonsense."

"It's just a rice dumpling, what can't be said. Even the mountain ghosts were killed by a few arrows from us, even if it was a real zongzi, it was to kill one by one, and two to kill a pair. ”

A swordsman staring at the mountain ghost seemed to see one of the mountain ghost's claws move, and hurriedly shouted: "The mountain ghost is not dead yet, everyone retreat." ”

The swordsman in charge of casting the net grinned and said, "Don't you see that the mountain ghost has been bound by us with a sharp blade net? More than a dozen layers of sharp blade nets, even an elephant, can't escape, let alone a mountain ghost. ”

It was only after the swordsman finished speaking, and the dozen layers of sharp blade nets that trapped the mountain ghost suddenly broke inch by inch and bounced off.

Roar!

The mountain ghost, who had been unable to move, suddenly broke all the sharp blade nets tied to his body, and looked up to the sky with an angry roar.

The mountain ghost glanced at the arrows on his body, and as soon as his big claws grabbed it, he grabbed the dense arrows on his body.

It turned out that although there were a large number of sharp arrows, they looked scary, but in fact, each one was only a few inches into the flesh, and it failed to hurt the root of the mountain ghost.

When it was too late, the mountain ghost snapped the sharp blade net on his body in one fell swoop, and then in the stunned gaze of the swordsman who spoke, the huge figure was very weird. It flashed in front of the swordsman.

The next moment, the swordsman's head was gone.

Blood gushed out from the cavity of the neck where the head had been removed.

"Great Wisdom!"

The swordsman's brother, a spearman with a large gun, screamed as he mighty, and the spear rushed forward.

It's just that as fast as the gunman rushes, he flies back backwards.

The 10,000-point cold star burst out of the cold light spear head was vanished by the mountain ghost with a wave of his claws, and then he was slapped and flew back.

……

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen swordsmen and gunmen fell in a pool of blood, and their stumps were scattered all over the ground. It's very tragic.

There were a few "heroes" who saw this kind of scene, and they were so frightened that they fled away, only hating their father and mother for having a few legs.

The rest of the people who did not die, except for the archers who hid in the big trees and condescended to release arrows, found that the so-called encirclement and suppression of mountain ghosts were actually hitting stones with eggs, and they all had the intention of retreating.

The dozen or so archers were still relentlessly firing their arrows, but the mountain ghosts were extremely agile, and often disappeared in front of them. I can't shoot at all, and if I occasionally shoot, it's like itching, and I can't cause effective damage to mountain ghosts.

Over there. Seeing that most of the people were retreating, he hurriedly grabbed Chen Fusheng's belt and persuaded, "Childe, come with me." ”

I don't want Chen Fusheng to suddenly shout: "The ammunition is loaded." ”

Chopper shouted, "It's too late to ......"

Rumble!

The wind slashing was not finished. Chen Fusheng suddenly pulled the trigger.

The projectile was discharged, and the majestic sound of gunfire echoed in the valley, shaking the four fields.

The mountain ghost who was hunting a group of heroes everywhere suddenly froze. It actually stopped.

Chen Fusheng fanned the smoke in front of him and asked, "Hit?" ”

Chopper, who was clutching his sword, replied, "Knocked out one of the mountain ghosts' ears." ”

Chen Fusheng squeezed out a smile and said, "Knocked out an ear, okay, the mountain ghost is really not an invulnerable monster." As long as we work together, we will definitely be able to destroy the mountain ghosts. ”

As he spoke, he picked up the bottle and continued to reload the bird's gun, intending to give the mountain ghost another more ruthless shot.

One of the ears of the mountain ghost was knocked out with one shot, although one ear was insignificant to the mountain ghost, but Chen Fusheng didn't know when he was no longer nervous, but he was shocked by the sudden hot blood and lost a lot of his mind.

Now there was only one thought left in his mind, to kill the mountain ghost with the bird gun in his hand.

It's just that he didn't have a chance, and the mountain ghost was completely enraged by his two shots, abandoned the others, and rushed towards him like a mountain of seas.

Seeing this, where did he dare to hesitate, took Chen Fusheng's belt, shouted "go", and led him to jump to a nearby big tree.

The speed of the mountain ghost was too fast, and Chopping Wind was not sure that he would escape together with Chen Fusheng, so he had to choose to avoid the tree first.

The tree is as big as several people hugging each other, and when viewed from the ground, it seems to be as tall as the sky.

But the mountain ghost rushed to the bottom of the tree, and the claws as sharp as a sword dug up the tree in a few clicks.

Chopping Feng had no choice but to take Chen Fusheng and jump to another big tree, and when he looked back and saw the big tree that had been dug up and then pushed down, he said with palpitations: "Fortunately, the mountain ghost can't climb the tree." ”

Click!

It's just that although the mountain ghosts can't climb trees, they dig trees very quickly.

Chen Fusheng, who was targeted, no matter which tree he jumped on, that tree would be cut off immediately.

After jumping several trees in a row, Chopping Wind found that there was no tree to escape.

"Childe, you stay in the tree, and I'll go and lure away the mountain ghosts."

After cutting the wind, he jumped from the tree, and the long sword in his hand was like a meteor outside the sky, stabbing at the mountain ghost below.

Chen Fusheng, who had already loaded his ammunition, was about to stop him, when he saw the long sword in Chopping Wind's hand piercing the mountain ghost's claws, but Chopping Wind was quickly slapped to the ground by the other claw of the mountain ghost, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Rumble!

Chen Fusheng, who was red-eyed, fired another shot, and a blood flower bloomed on the shoulder of the mountain ghost.

The mountain ghost, who had been shot again, dug the tree faster, and the tree slowly broke and fell in a violent shake.

The bird gun in Chen Fusheng's hand had already been smashed by him and fell to the ground, the only thing he could do at this time was to hold on to the branches tightly, wait for the big tree to fall, and wait for the time of death to come.

While waiting, he glanced at Chen Yuci.

But because in order to avoid the pursuit of the mountain ghosts, he frequently changed positions, and he didn't know where Chen Yuci had fallen, and he couldn't see Chen Yuci at this time.

"After all, the power of the bird gun is far behind, and it can't kill the mountain ghost. If I knew that was the case, I should have pulled up a cannon. ”

The big tree was slowly falling, Chen Fusheng thought regretfully, and then he saw a person who he couldn't have imagined would appear here.

Between that hesitation and despair, she was dressed in white and snowy, like a fairy flying out of the sky, and the sword fell from the sky to save him at the last moment.

It's not the hero who saves the beauty, but the beauty who saves the hero, and it's already shameful.

What made him even more aggrieved and angry was that the way he was saved was actually carried out by directly lifting his collar, like a puppy with fur. (To be continued......)