Chu Zheng concentrated and locked the general position of the shooter, and at the same time, he was cautious and kept moving, gradually approaching Senior Sister He and them.

The remaining nine archers were at a disadvantage, although they injured several people in Senior Sister He's team, they were also killed by Senior Sister He and them one by one, Chu Zheng personally shot two of them, but he still didn't lure the sharpshooter to make a move.

"I'll see how long you can endure it. Chu Zheng pushed forward cautiously. His extremely cautious attitude attracted Senior Sister He's attention.

"Attention, there are still people. Senior Sister He, who had just relaxed, reminded everyone.

Chu Zheng glanced at her, gestured to her, and motioned for them to search in that direction.

Senior Sister He nodded, and led people to outflank him in that direction.

Chu Zheng followed closely behind them.

The current situation in the field was extremely favorable to Chu Zheng, there were more than a dozen people in front of him who were approaching the enemy, but the enemy did not dare to act easily. As long as the enemy moves, Chu Zheng will hunt quickly, and if the enemy wants to hunt Chu Zheng, he must first hunt the person in front of Chu Zheng, so that he will still be hunted by Chu Zheng.

Deadend.

As Senior Sister He and the others gradually advanced, Chu Zheng's heart became more and more nervous, and he suddenly realized that the situation was not right.

If it was obviously a dead end, why did that sharpshooter remain motionless? In Chu Zheng's judgment, this sharpshooter was the farthest away, and if he wanted to escape, he couldn't lock him at all, but he didn't escape, but was approached by himself step by step.

The enemy also set up a game.

Chu Zheng's heart suddenly brightened, and when he thought that the enemy had fallen into a dead end, he was also entering a dead end.

He stopped and drew three arrows. Now, he was highly nervous, carefully scerting everything and looking for another marksman. The enemy did not act against himself, it must be that another marksman had not yet reached the desired position.

The sound of the snow spirit fox was gone, and Chu Zheng could imagine that they were looking for it carefully, but it had not yet come to fruition. The Snow Spirit Fox's search ability is stronger than his own, and they have not yet achieved results, which can only show how old these two marksmen are, at least, Chu Zheng does not know such a strong concealment technique.

This kind of silent confrontation is actually more mind-consuming than a big battle, Chu Zheng's soul power is running to the extreme, capturing every kind of wind and grass, there is no doubt that no one dares to act rashly now, they are waiting for the opponent to get up, and then they can capture a better opportunity.

Chu Zheng motioned to Senior Sister He and them to disperse some searches, and Senior Sister He understood, and everyone dispersed and moved forward in a straight line.

In this way, you can force the archer who is found to come out, and when you fight him, the other archer will shoot a fatal arrow at you.

Chu Zheng concentrated all his energy, not only to shoot the enemy with one arrow, but also to allow himself to avoid the secret attack of another archer.

Chu Zheng watched Senior Sister He and them approaching step by step, he knew that it was coming soon, that shooter would either retreat, or desperately, desperately, and shoot an arrow at himself, if he didn't act again, once he was approached by Senior Sister He, there would be no chance.

The enemy's last chance, that is, the beginning of the decisive battle.

Chu Zheng not only did not move forward, but tiptoed back. As he retreated, he kept his position locked on to the shooter.

Finally, the shooter was done.

The sound of bows and arrows breaking through the air sounded, and Chu Zheng moved quickly.

Wind Step!

The Feng Ling step, which he had just learned, was cast by him, and a phantom shadow swept by.

With a sneer, three arrows landed in the air, and the last one swept past Chu Zheng's cheek.

Sure enough, it's a master.

Chu Zheng was sure that if he hadn't just learned Feng Lingbu and used it, none of these three arrows would have been dodged, and Feng Lingbu had increased his speed a lot.

He was afraid for a while, if another shooter also attacked at the same time, he would really be in danger, and it would not be an accident that he was bleeding here today.

"Hurry up, kill him!" shouted the monk on Senior Sister He's side, and quickly pounced. They also knew that as long as the shooter was given a chance to breathe and let him hurt Chu Zheng, then they would immediately fall into a critical situation.

Chu Zheng had already locked the position of the shooter, but he did not attack.

He's guarding another shooter, and it's the other guy who is really deadly.

"Why didn't he attack, he missed such a good opportunity?" Chu Zheng was puzzled in his heart.

There was a sound of breaking the air, and the sharpshooter who had exposed his position had nine arrows in succession, pinning down the monk in front of him and severely injuring one person.

The wind broke through the air, the wind Lingbu unfolded again, Chu Zheng went all out to dodge the three arrows that were shot, at this time, the low bark of the snow spirit fox was in his ears, and there was also a sound over there, and two white shadows quickly pounced, and at the same time, Chu Zheng heard three arrows, coming from his side.

The breeze spreads willows.

One of the footsteps in Feng Ling's step quickly unfolded, and at the same time, the bow in Chu Zheng's hand was pulled back.

With a "ding", one arrow was pulled off, and the other shot into Chu Zheng's right rib.

The pain of piercing the heart came, but Chu Zheng didn't care at all, at this time in front of him was the position of the first sharpshooter to be exposed, he withdrew his bow, shot three arrows in one bow, and shot out.

He didn't have to think about it at all, even if these three arrows couldn't kill that archer, they were enough to contain him, and Senior Sister He and they were already close to him.

At the same time as the arrow was shot, Chu Zheng's footsteps moved rapidly, and Feng Ling's steps kept moving.

Sneered, the three arrows missed, but it was the three hidden arrows of the second marksman who were dodged by Chu Zheng.

The snow spirit fox's howl came, with anger, obviously, Chu Zheng was attacked one after another, which made the two spirit foxes extremely angry. Two snow-white shadows swirled around like a marquee, and the marksman was besieged.

"He won't survive. Chu Zheng whispered, three arrows shot out, and then he watched as the arrows in the marksman fell.

There were also cheers from Senior Sister He's side, and apparently, another sharpshooter was also dead.

The enemy shooter's game was really clever, but he still broke it, and the two marksmen finally died under Chu Zheng's arrows.

Thanks to the Snow Spirit Fox, if it weren't for the two Snow Spirit Foxes who found the second shooter in time and restrained him, I am afraid that I would have been buried here today.

This time the life-and-death crisis made Chu Zheng's heart palpitate, he was really lucky to win, and he could pay more attention to it in the future.

After releasing Chu Shuang, Chu Zheng felt a sharp pain, found the healing medicine from the Qiankun talisman, gritted his teeth, Chu Zheng pulled out the arrow, and blood splashed out.

"No, it's poisonous!" Chu Zheng couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the black arrow.

The thoughts in his mind were racing, and he said to Chu Shuang: "Go to that person and find an antidote." ”

Chu Shuang was frightened, turned around and ran away, finding a Qiankun talisman and a medicine bottle from the shooter.

When she ran back, she saw Chu Zheng fall straight down.

"Eighteen brothers!" Chu Shuang cried.