"Stop!"

There was a sharp pain in his thigh, and the fat man staggered and almost threw himself into the street, and when he looked down, he saw a blunt arrow with an arrow broken off and landed at his feet.

"What are you doing—" The fat man looked up angrily, only to see that his eyes were full of red light, his scalp was hot, and the whistling fire bullets grazed his scalp and fell, opening a large hole in the ground in front of him!

He swallowed his saliva suddenly, if he had rushed out just now...... Definitely going to get a headshot!

"Roll to the left!" Fang Heng's voice came again, this time the fat man finally woke up and hurriedly complied. His body had just left its place, and there was another bang in his ears, and the flames burned the corners of his clothes, and the fat man rolled on the ground, and finally avoided the fate of the roast pig. When he got up from the ground, he saw that the position he had just now had turned into a deep pit of black smoke, and he couldn't help but feel a little creepy.

"One last reminder, do exactly what I say you will do, and you will survive. ”

Hearing the guy's calm backwater voice again, the fat man finally couldn't help but glance back.

Fang Heng stood a few feet behind him with a bow, neat and spotless, in stark contrast to his own embarrassment. At this time, another small wave of spirit bullets covered and fell, and Fang Heng happened to be in the shroud. The fat man's mouth opened wide in shock, but Fang Heng's body did not move, but his head was slightly deviated, and all the spirit bullets fell short beside him, and the nearest red light swept through his face, blowing up a few strands of hair.

His expression didn't change in the slightest.

He's so strong, this guy is a master! Listen to him, maybe he can really live!

Fang Heng's performance made the fat man have great confidence in him: "I'm sorry, from now on, I will definitely follow your words and do it, and I won't make any more mistakes!"

"Remember, if you suddenly change your pace out of fear, I won't always be able to correct your mistake in time! ”

......

Bullets rained down, wave after wave.

However, after the initial thrill, the fat man also seems to have found his state.

Fang Heng found that this guy's psychological quality was much tougher than expected, and he never made a mistake again, and the two of them walked through hundreds of zhang wasteland without danger. As the distance increased, the threat of the spirit bullet also rapidly weakened, and the two finally managed to reach the location of the last spirit arrow.

"Whew...... Call...... Do you want to run?"

"No need. ”

"Great!" After getting Fang Heng's answer, the fat man instantly turned into a mess of mud and collapsed to the ground, and asked weakly, "Master, can we really live?"

"Hmm. ”

Fang Heng replied casually and turned his head.

The Earth Fire Snake was still standing in place, and the surging crimson aura rolled into a huge flame vortex, and even the huge body of the demon snake was about to be completely submerged, and the momentum far surpassed Luo Lingbo's Taiyin Sword Instrument.

Between the gaps in the fire spirits, two blood-red playful gazes occasionally appeared.

Banter?

That's right, the spirit bullet that attacked the two of them before was just one or two percent of the scattered power at the edge of the flame vortex, but under the drive of the spirit bullet, the position of the two of them happened to form a straight line with Luo Lingbo and the Earth Fire Snake. If the two sides bumped into each other, the first thing to suffer would be Fang Heng and the others.

The Earth Fire Snake, which was about to turn into a dragon, already possessed the spiritual intelligence equivalent to that of a seven or eight-year-old child, and could sense the enemy's fear of the death of the bow cultivator from the previous battle, and use it.

But alas, although you control the direction, the distance is within my control. Fang Heng took a deep breath, his palm flipped over, and a yellow spirit rune appeared between his fingers.

The fat man suddenly saw that the body of the master master trembled slightly, and he was stunned.

He's nervous, he's scared, he doesn't have 100% confidence in surviving? Alas, that's right, no matter how awesome he is, he's just a cannon fodder bow repair......

The fat man read it right, but he thought about it.

In its infancy, Bow Repair is a special profession with an extremely unbalanced offensive and defensive ability.

The technique of spiritual archery allows Gong Xiu to easily exert a terrifying attack that exceeds several energy levels of his own, but it does not have the slightest bonus to survival and defense ability.

The attack power of the leapfrog and the defense power of the paper are also very different, so that the combat performance of the bow cultivator is also very different.

As long as they win, they are basically fancy hangings, and they seem to be crushed with ease, but in fact, they are all cliffs and blades, and the slightest mistake in their fragile defenses will be completely buried.

No one can always make mistakes, always predict all the situation, and never encounter accidents.

Therefore, the bow cultivators who can really grow up are all to obtain resources through victory, accumulate hole cards with resources, and increase their battlefield fault tolerance by all kinds of unpredictable means.

The same is true for Fang Heng, since he has passed the difficult novice stage, no opponent has ever used up his hole cards.

But today he had just fallen and been reborn, and the countless accumulations in his previous life were instantly zeroed, and he once again returned to this long-lost difficult situation.

There is only one card in the hand, no hole cards, and zero margin for error. It's really a disgusting situation to cross the fifth level and kill a demon beast in this situation...... That's right, Fang Heng's goal has never been to escape, and he will not pin his hopes of victory on the next three sprouts, the matter of killing the Earth Fire Snake will be completed by me!

"Master, wait a minute, are you going to use this spirit rune?" the fat man asked suddenly.

"That's right, you have a better suggestion?" Fang Heng was a little surprised.

The fat man asked cautiously: "Master, no matter how clever you are, you only have the cultivation of the Dao Realm One Heavy Heaven, if you forcibly use the Spirit Rune of the Sixth Heaven, will it be dangerous?"

"Master Fa Xiu specially reminded that there is a fifty percent chance that the spiritual source will be drained and become a waste. Fang Heng replied.

"Fifty percent probability of becoming a waste...... The fat man's cheek twitched a few times, and he suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "Fifty percent probability you can gamble, master, let go of that spirit rune, let me come!"

"Oh?" Fang Heng looked at him strangely: "Your brain is not bad, right?, rest assured, once this spirit rune is deployed, it will be able to cover an area of at least nine zhang in diameter, and ten fat people will be able to fit it, and if the assessment is successful, the Sword Cultivation Fairy will also promise to reward me with a piece of black iron sword order, so don't worry about me leaving you alone." ”

"I'm not worried about this, but I caused this disaster! If Master Fa Xiu comes to save me, they will have the best skills, and once they succeed in the assessment, they will get ten thousand times more benefits than us, so of course they will be in front. But you and I are both cannon fodder bow cultivators, equal status, there is no reason for you to take risks for my mistakes!"

"I can't see that you are quite responsible, and you actually think that we, the peasant bows from the training camp, have the same status as the rich children of your county school?" Fang Heng was surprised.

"When I was a child, before the old man got rich, I grew up picking up garbage in the slums to eat. The fat man's face showed a hint of ruthlessness, "Give it to me, let me face it like a man!"

"I admire your courage," Fang Heng took the opportunity to hand the spirit rune to the fat man, but added a sentence before he took it: "But let me remind you one last time, using the spirit rune of the Sixth Heaven with the power of one heaven, there is a fifty percent chance of becoming a waste, and the other fifty percent probability is not safe and sound, but directly being drained to death by a human being." ”

"What did you say?" the fat man was shocked.

"Otherwise, why do you think Master Fa Xiu specifically brought up this matter? As long as we don't die, it won't affect the success or failure of the assessment, what does it have to do with them whether we become wasted people?" Fang Heng smiled: "Do you still want a spirit rune?"

"I, I, I ......" The fat man trembled, his throat seemed to be stuck in something, and he couldn't speak at all.

Fifty percent of the probability is safe and sound, and when it comes to life and death, anyone who is ruthless will dare to gamble;

But there is a fifty percent probability of death, and a fifty percent probability of becoming a waste, that's another concept entirely, and if it won't end well anyway, not many people dare to make such a decision.

However, after the fat man made such a fuss, the little nervousness and fear in Fang Heng's heart disappeared without a trace; even a fat man had such courage, I was still nervous!

How could a small reptile escape from the calculations of this Holy Monarch!

"Okay, I don't like to test people, so you can just watch quietly. Fang Heng withdrew the spirit rune: "This matter is not something that a guy like you should bear. The challenge of skipping the level is a professional problem, and it can only be handled by professional bow cultivators!"

"Burning Charm!"