Although the walls of the target's lair were made of stone, the roof was made of grass and wooden planks, and there were a lot of animal skins in the house, which was ignited by the wind and clouds, and soon burned brightly.

Seeing the smoke and flames rising from the target's lair, there was once again a commotion in the stronghold, even more violent than the one when the shout was made before the storm ignited.

Some of the warriors of the Crow tribe finally couldn't hold back anymore, and they got out of their hiding place and outflanked Fengyun, who was standing not far from the stronghold and watching the excitement.

Fengyun just glanced at them, and then didn't make any other movements, turning his head to continue to look at the burning lair of his target, as if it had some magic that attracted him.

Whoosh......

The sound of breaking the sky suddenly sounded in Fengyun's ears, and it was the warriors of the Black Crow tribe who couldn't bear it anymore were attacking him, shooting sharp arrows.

It wasn't until the arrow was already very close to him that Fengyun made an evasive move, but it was only a few swings of his body left and right, which seemed very casual, with a taste of carelessness.

But it was these seemingly careless movements that avoided all the arrows that were shot at him, and none of them could even touch his clothes.

Whoosh......

As soon as Fengyun dodged the first wave of arrows that came at him, the second wave of arrows followed, and the number of them became even larger.

It seems that others who are still on the sidelines have gained encouragement and courage from those who attack Fengyun, but this also infuriates Fengyun.

With a flick of his feet on the ground, he jumped diagonally to the roof of a house not far from the real burning nest of his target.

With this jump, he dodged all the arrows that were shot at him.

The warriors of the Dark Shadow Tribe who launched the attack were not discouraged by the fact that he had avoided their attacks, but instead became excited.

Although I don't know why Fengyun did this. But his leap to the roof was good news for them.

He stood on top of the roof. Unobstructed. It's just a live target, and they can attack from any direction.

What's more, the roof is not the ground after all, and the dodge actions that can be made will be very limited, and even if the dodge actions are made, the effect that can be achieved is very poor.

Although they had seen the power of Fengyun before, his action, which seemed to them to be a complete brain cramp, rekindled hope in their hearts.

Maybe we'll be able to kill him this time.

If they can really do it. Not only may the little master not punish them anymore, but may even give them some reward.

Thinking of this, they became even more excited, and their eyes began to light up.

Some of those who haven't chosen to make a move yet, are also starting to move.

However, they thought too simply.

As soon as his feet were firmly planted on the roof, Fengyun took off his bow and arrows with a speed beyond the imagination of his enemies, followed by a series of dense bowstring cracks.

Buzzing......

In the dense and indescribable roar, sharp arrows shot out in all directions with the wind and clouds as the center.

For a while, it will even give people the illusion that he has suddenly become a hedgehog, and he is the one who is enraged. The thorns of his whole body were opened.

It's just that the thorns on his body are sharp arrows he shoots, and that would be the case as a bystander. It's pretty cool, it's very good-looking.

However, Fengyun's actions were a terrible disaster for those warriors who attacked him and wanted to attack him.

Without exception, a sharp arrow appeared in front of each of them, and the speed was so fast that it seemed to come out of thin air in front of them.

By the time they wanted to make evasive moves, many of them were too late, and they were pierced through their bodies by sharp arrows first.

At this time, they figured out why Fengyun jumped onto the roof.

Standing on the rooftop, they could certainly see him, but he was condescending and could see their position very clearly, making it easier to attack them.

Those warriors of the Black Crow tribe who were not shot by arrows, or who were shot but were not particularly seriously injured, hid in the blind corners of Fengyun's field of vision, rolling and crawling, looking very embarrassed.

The anger and courage in their hearts inspired by the fact that the wind and clouds ignited the target's nest were like being doused through the fire, not only were they all gone, but not even a trace of heat was gone.

But they didn't know that Fengyun suppressed the destructive power of the attack in order not to reveal his true strength, otherwise not to mention that those enemies who were shot by him would not survive, and basically no one would be spared if they were targeted by him.

"Who?

Fengyun swept around with an icy gaze, issuing a challenge, but received no response, as if the entire stronghold had suddenly become a dead land.

Previously, when he was looking for something to start the fire, he deliberately looked for the bow, and he really found it, and the strength was not bad.

Although it couldn't compare to the bow that Storm had made for him, it was much stronger than the bow he had previously received from the Crow Tribe warriors he had killed.

So he found a lot of arrows, made a big quiver, and put them all in it, which is why he jumped directly onto the roof.

He is very confident in his archery skills.

After several years of hard training, he achieved quite good training results, and even Tyrant, who had always been extremely confident in archery, couldn't help but praise him, saying that he had reached the level of his youth.

However, when it comes to his narcissism, he says that Fengyun's archery level has surpassed that of his youth, and it is not more than a star and a half.

"Humph!"

Fengyun let out a sneer from his nostrils, jumped off the roof, walked to the still burning lair of his target, picked up a torch from the ground, and set it on fire with the burning flames.

The torches are made by Fengyun himself and are very simple.

Find some sticks and ropes, wrap them around one end of the sticks, and then soak them in grease and you're done.

For the convenience of arson, Fengyun made nearly twenty in one go, which was enough for him.

The torch was lit and burned, and Fengyun shook his hand and threw it out directly, targeting the house he had just landed in.

The thatch and planks on the roof were quickly set on fire, and soon after, a pungent smell of burnt fire was emitted.

The house that was set on fire by the storm had a lot of dried meat stored in it, and the smell of feet was emitted by the burning of the jerky.

In the time that follows, Fengyun will set a house on fire every once in a while.

The time interval between the two houses being lit is not long, so this is the case where the house that was set on fire in front is still burning, and the new house is set on fire again.

Although Fengyun made a certain choice when he set fire to the house, trying to choose to be relatively isolated, and it was unlikely that the other houses would be set on fire because of his own fire, but the flames rising and the smoke rushing into the sky still plunged the entire stronghold into an atmosphere of tragic destruction.

The Black Crow warriors who were in charge of guarding the stronghold were all pale and blind, looking extremely decadent and desperate.

They knew that this time they would be punished very severely, and they might even be sent to feed the crows, where they would be slowly pecked to death.

But let them go and fight with Fengyun, they don't have the courage and guts.

By fighting Fengyun, they clearly realized the huge gap in strength between them.

Even though he was only one person, the thought of his terrible arrows made them shudder all over, and to attack him was like looking for death.

Looking at the flames and smoke rising from the stronghold, Fengyun's heart did not have much pleasure of destruction, on the contrary, his brow furrowed, and the more he wrinkled, the tighter and tighter.

It's almost noon now.

Removing the speed, the target should have been near, but he didn't see his figure.

"Could it be that he really doesn't care about the survival of the stronghold?"

Fengyun once again jumped onto the roof of a relatively tall house, gathered his gaze, and looked in the direction the target had returned.

"It's finally here!"

When some small black dots appeared in his field of vision, Fengyun finally couldn't help but let out a long breath of turbidity.

As he observed, a group of small black dots suddenly emerged from behind a long earthen collar.

Without urging the Eye of the Snake God, he couldn't see the true face of those little black dots, but judging from their silhouettes, they should be human.

More importantly, they are moving in the direction of the stronghold.

Combining these characteristics, he can already conclude that it is the target who brings people back.

Fengyun didn't jump off the roof, but continued to look at the group of small black dots.

Soon, he found out about something else.

The speed of the small black dot increased suddenly, and it was obvious that they saw the flames and smoke rising from the burning house in the stronghold, realized the seriousness of the problem, and hurried over.

In the process of speeding up those small black dots, there are some small black dots that come out of the crowd and run faster and faster, these should be relatively high-level totem warriors.

Last time, although the target sent some people to follow those who reported the news back to guard the stronghold, this part of the people were relatively low-level.

Except for the leader who is a high-level totem warrior, the others are basically junior totem warriors, and almost none of the more than fifty middle-level totem warriors in the middle-aged population have been allocated.

This is also a very important reason why Fengyun killed them so easily.

If there were more than fifty mid-level totem warriors at that time, it would have been very difficult for him to kill them all while hiding his strength.

Fengyun's attention was finally focused on the people who were running at the front, they should be the strongest, there were three of them.

But what really caught his attention was one of the three people, he was tall and white, and he turned out to be the target, which surprised Fengyun quite a bit.

The last time he saw him, he had carefully observed him, and in his feelings, his strength was obviously not good, and he was not even as good as an intermediate totem warrior, which was obviously inconsistent with his current performance. (To be continued.) )