"No need to look for it, your grandfather and I are here!"

A soft sigh came out, causing the rubble to fall off in all directions.

The one who came, it was Ye Feng.

Ye Feng stood on top of the boulder, his face was indifferent, looking down, as if he was dominating the world.

"Five Princes!"

The killers were shocked, and they raised their heads one after another, a little incredulous.

"How did you get there?"

One of the killers, brainlessly asked what everyone thought.

The big stone in front of him was dozens of meters high, and a Qi Refining Realm cultivator couldn't jump up it.

"Heh, how can I go up, do I have to tell you that you will come up and kill me?" Ye Feng laughed, if you want to get to the boulder, it is naturally impossible to rely on brute force alone, then, you have to use some intelligence.

The method is very simple.

Use a rope long enough, tie one end to the feather arrow, and then shoot the arrow with the bow, fix it into the crack in the top of the stone, you can climb up with the rope, and when you arrive, retract the rope arrow, you can.

"Fifth prince, I advise you to surrender quickly, hand over the antidote, and we will intercede for you in front of Mr. Du and spare your life!"

One of the killers persuaded: "You are on the stone, you can escape for a while, but can you escape for a lifetime, you can't never come down, eat or drink!"

"Joke! You think Lao Tzu went to the top of the stone to hide from you!" Ye Feng was speechless, these people were dying, and they didn't know it.

Finally understood, how the pig died.

"Isn't it?" the killer asked rhetorically.

"Naturally not!" Ye Feng shook his head and affirmed: "I am standing on top of the stone to kill you!"

"What are you talking about, in order to kill us, hahahaha!"

Hearing this, all the killers laughed, "Let's not talk about you alone, there are so many of us, even if you want to kill us, you have to get closer, now that you are on the stone, so far away from us, how can you kill us?"

"Who said that you must get close to kill you!" Ye Feng said lightly, his fingers flipped over, and there was an extra curved bow, as well as countless feather arrows.

"What, bow and arrow?" the killers' laughter abruptly stopped, replaced by a grimace.

"Yes, what you said is right, against you, a bow and arrow is enough!" Ye Feng nodded, pinched up a feather arrow, put it on the bow, and aimed it at one of the people below, "I remember, you laughed the loudest just now, so let you start!"

"Whew......!"

Feathered arrows flew out, with a burst of wind-breaking sound, flashing by.

"Whew!"

The person who was targeted reacted and wanted to dodge, but unfortunately it was a step too late.

In the next moment, there was an arrow in his eyebrows, and he fell to the ground head-on.

"Ah...... Number Six is dead!" The living killers showed panic.

I didn't expect that the transformation between the hunter and the prey was so fast, and he used to chase the killer with a knife, but now he has become the target of being hunted by others.

"Don't panic, everyone has a share!" Ye Feng took the arrows again, but changed from one to three, put them on the bow, and pulled the string vigorously, aiming at the most densely populated place.

"Whoa, whoa!"

Three arrows at the same time, fast and accurate.

Correspondingly, three killers were shot in the body and died in despair.

"Run, everybody, he has a bow in his hand...... Poof!"

The killers are in confusion and become frogs in hot water, and one of the killers, running back with a shout, suddenly gets an arrow in his throat, and his mouth is no longer a sound, but hot blood.

"When you usually kill others, you should think that there will be such a day when you will be killed by others, enlightenment!"

Ye Feng didn't say much, quickly took the arrow, drew the bow, released the string, and acted fluently, all in one go.

"Sneer......!"

People kept falling to the ground and dying from arrows.

Someone who was hit by one arrow did not die, and the second and third arrows were ushered in...... until the air is depleted.

"Ding, ding, knock, knock!"

If you can live, who wants to die!

In order to survive, the killers tried their best, some used knives to resist the arrows, some used the corpses of the dead to block the front, and some were even strange, holding basins and the like to cover their heads, and retreated backwards.

Killers aren't all ruthless, and they're a bit of a righteous one.

Killer Thirteen is one of them.

Seeing the arrow in the No. 10 killer beside him, No. 13 immediately pulled him behind a big tree that was still hidden, and shouted, "No. 10, are you okay?"

"Thirteenth, you go quickly, leave me alone!" Killer No. 10 is weak, regretting becoming a killer, committing so many crimes, killing so many people, and this place is likely to be his burial place.

Today next year will be the day of death.

"No. 10, what are you talking nonsense, we are like brothers, how can I abandon you!" No. 13 looked at the cold arrow on the stomach of No. 10 killer, and said decisively: "You bear with it first, I'll help you pull out the arrow!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands, pinched the shaft of the arrow, and then pulled out the feathered arrow with a sharp force.

"I feel like I'm going to die!" Ten's arrow was drawn, but the pain did not abate, and the bleeding did not stop.

"Don't worry, you're just an arrow, I'll take some medicine now, apply it to your wound, and you'll be fine in a few days!" Killer No. 13 comforted, ready to take medicine from the ring, and when he saw his black palm, he screamed loudly: "Ah, my hand is ......!"

"Thirteen, your hand...... Like Mr. Du, poisoned!" Killer No. 10 was disheartened, and originally expected Killer No. 13 to save his life, but now it seems that No. 13 is difficult to protect.

"Poison on the arrow!" Killer No. 13 stood up in a daze with a blow on the head of a club, his hands were poisoned, even more serious than Mr. Du's, how could he bear it.

"Poof!"

In an instant, a long arrow struck, piercing the chest of Killer Thirteen, and Thirteen fell to the ground with a 'porphy', and unfortunately, the long arrow happened to be inserted into Killer Ten's body again.

Kill two birds with one stone.

The incident of the thirteenth killer warns us of a truth, morality is not necessarily a good thing, and it may take your own life.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Cold arrows flew wildly, the hunt continued, and almost every ten breaths, almost someone died.

Ye Feng turned into a god of death and ruthlessly harvested life.

In this world, everyone is guilty and commits different sins, and everyone has to pay for the sins they have committed.

Minor sins hurt the body, big sins hurt the body, and strong sins are wiped out.

Every sinner dies.

I don't know how long it took for Ye Feng to put away his bow and arrows, and when he looked down again, it had become a sea of corpses, and blood flowed like a river.

He tied a rope to the top of the high rock, climbed down, and stood in the blood.

The expression is cold and unsympathetic.

At the same time, he sacrificed his spirit sword, inserted it into the ground, and let it devour blood, how could he miss this good opportunity to raise a sword.

"Well, the corpses here, plus the previous number eight and nine, are a total of nineteen people!"

Ye Feng likes to do things without leaks, and he has counted all the numbers of people in advance, and he remembers that except for Du Jiu, there are a total of twenty killers.

"One person escaped!"