After shooting the two warriors of the Crow Tribe, Fengyun's pace did not pause in the slightest, on the contrary, he also increased his speed.

Like a whirlwind, the wind and clouds rushed to the top of the mountain.

Before he could gain a foothold, a shower of arrows would rain down on him headless and facelessly.

Fengyun's body reacted before his thoughts, and began to evade automatically.

His feet stood in place, and his upper body dodged in different directions at great speed, avoiding the sharp arrows that shot at him one by one.

Because the upper body moved too fast, it even left a series of afterimages.

Avoiding the rain of arrows, Fengyun looked in the direction where the arrows were fired, his expression calm, as if he had expected him to be attacked.

He was greeted by more than thirty pairs of stunned eyes.

They didn't seem to expect anyone else to be able to avoid their sneak attack in such a surprise situation, and in a way they never dreamed of.

In their imagination, Fengyun is able to react in time, and it is bound to be embarrassed, and it is normal to roll on the ground.

They were stunned, but Fengyun was not stunned, he had a clear understanding of his abilities.

With the help of the modification of the swallow and mallet, his body has an instinctive reaction to danger, and he has been deliberately trained in this area, which has strengthened this instinctive response.

In his opinion, when he encounters an arrow attack, his body will automatically dodge is a very normal reaction, and if he stands still, it is abnormal.

The wind and clouds did not rush straight down from the top of the mountain. Use the stunned kung fu of those crow tribe warriors to approach them. Nor did they retreat to the back of the mountaintop. Avoid the enemy's line of sight and make it impossible for them to attack.

He stood firmly on the top of the mountain, completely exposing himself to the opponent's field of vision and attack.

He didn't do it to be handsome, but to make his enemies feel that he was powerful and that he was a great threat to them.

The stronger this feeling, the better.

That's what he's here for, not just to kill.

Of course, that doesn't mean he'll be standing there as a live target for the Crow tribe's warriors below.

With a flick of his toes, the bow of one of the warriors he shot to death automatically jumped into his hand.

Then. His feet lifted slightly, and with a stomp on the ground, the two dead warriors jumped straight up.

His hand reached forward, and with a stroke, all the arrows from their waists fell into his hands.

Then, he lifted his foot and kicked them twice.

Whoosh!

Two corpses flew down from the top of the mountain, directly to the bottom of the mountain, and smashed into the group of Crow Tribe's warriors who had not fully recovered from the shock.

The warriors of the Crow tribe hurriedly dodged, but three or four people were still hit.

They flew out at once. Before he landed, he spurted blood from his mouth. After falling to the ground, he was motionless, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.

When Fengyun kicked the two corpses away, he used some techniques in the process of exerting his strength, and did not let the power radiate, but temporarily stayed on the corpses.

However, they are not restless, and when a corpse collides with other objects, they will immediately shift and cause damage to their target.

Fengyun's actions startled the warriors of the Black Duck Tribe, but it also woke them up, and they drew their arrows, raised their bows, and aimed at him.

Prepare to attack him a second time, but Fengyun didn't give them this opportunity.

As soon as he kicked the body out, he put the snatched arrow on the ground.

The tip of the arrow is downward, standing upright, making it easy to access, but the arrow is not inserted/into the ground.

This state naturally can't be maintained for a long time, in fact, as soon as he put down the arrows, the next moment, they showed signs of toppling, but this was enough for Fengyun.

Buzzing......

With a dense sound of bowstring cracking, all the arrows were shot out by the wind and clouds.

When he went to get the last arrow, it had just toppled a little.

After shooting all the arrows, Fengyun threw the bow in his hand aside.

The warriors of the Crow tribe shot by him were just ordinary junior totem warriors, maybe they would be sent to guard and guard, they should be the best of the junior totem warriors, but their bows were still too weak for him now.

He had been paying more attention to controlling the power as soon as possible, but when he had shot all the arrows, it was still on the verge of death.

With his knowledge of it, if he used it to shoot an arrow again, he might not be able to shoot a single arrow, and it would break.

In fact, even if the bow can still be used, it is not of much value to Fengyun, and he has no arrows.

After shooting all the arrows, Fengyun walked straight down from the top of the mountain, walking calmly, not fast or slow, as if he were walking in his own back garden, rather than facing enemies who were far outnumbered by him.

Fengyun made it all the way to the foot of the mountain, without a single attack.

The arrows he fired were terrifyingly lethal, each hitting a Crow Tribe's warrior.

What's even more terrifying is that everyone who was shot died dead.

Almost without exception, they were all shot in the vital point.

They didn't think about dodging before they were hit, but they couldn't dodge it at all.

It's not that the speed of the arrows shot by Fengyun is too fast.

Due to the weakness of the bow he wields, even if he maximizes its sexuality/ability, the force of the arrows will not increase too much, which also makes their speed not too perverted.

So those who were targeted by the storm had a chance to dodge, but their dodge not only did not save them, but allowed them to die faster.

Originally, some of the arrows that Fengyun shot at them were not aimed at their vital points, but when they dodged, they took the initiative to send the vital points to the front of the arrows.

In addition, the speed of the arrows is not particularly fast, and the process of those people being hit by the arrows is basically seen by others clearly.

Because of this, this eerie and terrifying scene frightened them. The courage to attack Fengyun is like a balloon that has been punctured. It disintegrated all at once.

They no longer dared to face the terrible enemy of Fengyun, the evil sect. Even if they didn't dare to face them, they chose to run away.

Maybe this time was the fastest in their lives, and they didn't run so fast when they were chased by the brutes.

"Humph!"

Looking at the enemy who was rushing like a rabbit with an arrow, a cold snort came out of Fengyun's nostrils.

Perhaps in their opinion, the arrows he shot were very evil, and it was good not to dodge, but when he dodged, he sent the vital point, but he himself knew the mystery very well.

He did it on purpose.

His eyesight is excellent. His every move could be seen clearly, and even details that some of the Crow Tribe's warriors themselves would not have noticed did not escape his eyes.

He has a high level of control over his power, which helps him determine how these people will react when attacked, and especially in what direction they will dodge.

So a considerable part of the arrows he shot were not that he was not accurate enough to aim at their vital points, but that he deliberately adjusted them to make them look off.

In fact, he was waiting for the enemy to bring the key points himself.

As for what if they don't do what he thinks?

He wasn't worried about that.

Man in the face of danger. For example, when you see an arrow coming at you, dodging becomes an instinct. Standing still is very difficult unless you are scared silly.

Of course, this does not mean that no one can do it, and there are many people who can do it, but they must have a strong psychological quality and strong control of the body.

It's not that Fengyun looks down on them, and the warriors of the Crow tribe who were attacked by him couldn't possibly have such good qualities.

Fengyun was actually quite thoughtful when he shot those arrows, and he also expected someone to be scared silly.

If they had stood still, they would not have been shot.

But there is no chance that they will survive.

He poured darkness into the arrows he shot.

They are like ticking time bombs, as soon as the arrow hits the target, they burst out and wreak terrible damage to the target.

He didn't have a lot of dark energy infused into his arrows, but it was enough to deal with these beginner totem warriors, and there was no problem in taking his life.

Fengyun walked in front of the totemic warriors he had shot and stopped, his gaze sweeping over them.

After thinking about it, he stepped on the ground with his foot, and sent his energy out of the soles of his feet, and came under the corpses, breaking through the ground and pushing them into the air.

He moved between them with great speed, pulling out all the arrows they had stuck in his waist, and then took two more bows in his hand.

The warriors of those crow tribes shot only one arrow, and the number of arrows left was so large that it was inconvenient to hold it in their hands.

Fengyun's gaze wandered over the corpses that fell on the ground.

His eyes lit up suddenly.

He saw a large jug of animal skins.

He took it, cut it, cut off part of it, and turned it into a simple quiver.

It's not particularly easy to use, but it's much more convenient than sticking an arrow around your waist or holding it in your hand.

In order to avoid the situation of bringing out other arrows when drawing arrows from the quiver, Fengyun threw away most of the arrows, leaving only about thirty.

Finally, he chose a better bone knife and hung it on his waist before continuing to walk forward.

When he came out of the Flame Snake Tribe, for convenience, he only carried the King Beast Tooth Knife, and when it came to fighting the enemy, he would inevitably look a little embarrassed.

Fengyun's gaze looked farther away, and seven or eight miles away from him was a large building covering a large area, even larger than the residence of the Flame Snake Tribe.

That building was the real target of the storm.

By interrogating the tongue that he had caught, he learned an extremely useful piece of information.

The son of the Raven King, who led the siege of the Hundred Grass Tribe, had a stronghold where he stored his supplies.

The Raven King's rewards, his own plunder, and the help of his men to collect them, all the supplies were piled up in this stronghold. (To be continued.) )