Smelling some kind of inexplicable danger in the air, the demon listened quietly and stared at the steadily approaching enemy, and without a trace, he divided part of his mind and looked around to observe the surrounding environment.

Susu, he decisively sent a secret message to his companion who was ambushed in the woods: "Xiaolong, something is strange today!

Hidden in the woods outside the city is the soul general Gambling Heavenly Dao, a middle-grade seventh-level martial artist, with a simple personality, but brave and resolute. He and his partner Jingting many times trapped the enemy's "fat sheep", and they all returned victorious.

Hearing the voice of the demon listening quietly, he didn't care too much about his big personality, out of respect for his partner, he still transmitted the voice to the demon: "Okay, then I'll go first!"

Gambling Tiandao, who was about to retreat in advance, carried the rattan basket placed on the side to his back, and thought to himself: Today's harvest is really good, although the "fat sheep" of the Hao tribe have not been trapped, but a lot of precious herbs have been collected, as well as a considerable amount of ore, and the half-human-high big back basket is stuffed to the brim.

Just as the gambling heaven was about to retreat quietly, the Ultraman Tiger on the city tower bent the corners of his mouth, outlined an arc, and said loudly: "Take my bow!"

When the deputy general behind him, Ji Ji, answered, took off a huge bow on his back, and handed it over with both hands.

Only then did everyone notice that this was a very visually striking bull horn bow, which was almost up to the size of an adult man.

Ultraman Tiger, who took the giant bow, spread his feet and leaned forward slightly, pulled out an unusually thick bow and arrow from the quiver hanging on the side of his waist, and sandwiched it between his fingers, as if he pulled it effortlessly with both hands, like a full moon.

A wild aura instantly spread, and in the eyes of the ordinary soldiers around him, the Ultraman Tiger at this moment was like an ancient war barbarian god.

Boom!

The arrows burst out of the air, whistling away with a suffocating aura, but the target was not the demons under the city, but a forest farther away.

Under the city, the demon Jingting has been entangled with the half pot.

Hearing the piercing sound of a giant arrow passing through the air, the demon listened silently as his pupils contracted.

As a level 8 martial artist, he has no chance of winning against the half pot of a quasi-level 9 martial artist, but with the bonus of toughness, with his rich experience, he can still fight hard. But today's situation is really not good, the opponent is heavy and calm and does not rush forward, there is also a great wilderness on the side, and the most deadly thing is that there are several strangers standing on the city tower, etc., which is by no means good!

An arrow was fired, with the sound of tearing the air, and it did not enter the dense woods, stirring up a burst of birds.

The soldiers with good ears could even hear a muffled snort of pain coming from afar.

There really are people in the woods!