Pedaling faster, Zhan Tian rolled over and jumped onto a tree trunk, and reached out to take out the slingshot in one of his pockets.

Now he has a lot of money on hand, he has already prepared a slingshot, a crossbow, the material has been replaced with iron, and the number of crossbows and arrows has increased to twelve, and they are all exquisite crossbows made in the blacksmith's shop.

Under the woodland, Xiao Sheng took out a broad-backed broadsword, and unhurriedly led the two iron-skinned wild boars to the two horse-faced war slaves under the big tree.

The gray-robed war slave pulled out a small black crossbow from behind his waist, aimed it at an iron-skinned wild boar on the left, and buckled the bracket.

Almost at the same time, the horse-faced war slave also flicked his right hand, and a cold light came out of his hand and shot towards the wild boar on the right.

"Poof!" The iron-skinned boar on the left was hit by an arrow behind his ear, let out a roar, turned around, and looked up at the tree.

On the other end, four hooves kicked and jumped on the ground, flashing more than an inch of long-sleeved arrows thrown out of the horse's face.

Under this slight interference, Xiao Sheng's knife was like the wind, and with a "poof", he cut open the belly of the iron boar on the left!

The wild boar howled miserably, and its body jumped up, slammed into the tree, and then fell to the ground with a bang, and its intestines flowed out, blood sprayed, and it struggled on the ground.

Xiao Sheng stepped a little, without pausing in his hand, and swept directly at the other iron-skinned wild boar that had not yet landed.

The wild boar couldn't dodge, and in a miserable howl, the two front legs had been cut off by a big knife.

The iron-skinned wild boar is also ferocious, and under the pain, it is a big mouth, "click", and bites the big knife on the back in the mouth!

Xiao Sheng snorted coldly, shook his right leg like a whip, and kicked the belly of the wild boar.

With a muffled sound of "bang", the body of at least three hundred catties of iron boar flew up and fell out three or four feet away!

Xiao Sheng caught up with him in two vertical leaps, and with a "poof", he cut the wild boar's neck.

The tin boar made a ho-ho sound in its throat, and its body twitched a few times, and then it died.

As for the iron boar that was thrown out of its belly first, it was only out of breath at the moment, and there was no air intake.

"Lord Xiao is really a good means!"

The horse-faced war slave cheered loudly from the tree as he slid down the tree.

Xiao Sheng glanced at the horse's face lightly and did not speak.

The horse-faced war slave shortly picked up his empty sleeve arrow and withdrew it into the bracer of his right hand.

The gray-robed war slave also slid down from the tree and examined the right ear of the first boar.

However, his crossbow arrows are not very good, and after one meritorious service, they can no longer be recycled.

"Lord Xiao, there are a lot of people today, do you want to look for other prey?"

The horse-faced war slave put away his sleeve arrows and smiled at Xiao Sheng.

Xiao Sheng nodded, turned around to look at the big tree where Zhantian was, and said lightly: "You guys are guarding the prey on that big tree, I'll go ahead and take a look." ”

Zhantian's eyes narrowed, but there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

The horse-faced war slave was overjoyed, and together with the gray-robed war slave, he ran to the big tree where Zhantian was located.

When the two of them also stood on the tree, Xiao Sheng threw the two iron-covered wild boar carcasses on the trunk of the tree.

Glancing at the three of them, Xiao Sheng turned around and searched ahead.

The horse-faced war slave and the gray-robed war slave glanced at each other, and then squinted at Zhantian at the same time, with a playful look in their eyes.

Waiting for Xiao Sheng to walk away, the horse-faced war slave shouted at Zhantian: "Boy, you haven't had any strength to hunt this time! Come here and tie up the carcasses of these two wild boars!"

There was a hint of disdain in Zhantian's eyes, but he didn't move.

"How?"

The horse's face stood up suddenly, and a fierce look appeared on his face.

"Two eyeless crumbs!"

Zhan Tian sneered.

"What?"

The horse-faced war slave was stunned, and he suspected that his ears had heard it wrong!

The gray-robed war slave also stood up suddenly, loaded the black war slave with a crossbow arrow, and held it in his hand.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

The horse-faced war slave rushed to the top door with blood, pulled out a dagger, and jumped towards the trunk of the tree where Zhantian was.

Zhan Tian crouched in place and didn't move, just watching them approach.

The horse's face moved slightly in his heart, and with a flick of his left hand, he sent out a sleeve arrow.

"Wow!"

Zhantian's right arm was gently raised, and the sleeve arrow was nailed to the "leather shield" carried by the forearm!

Originally, in order to avoid affecting actions such as climbing the tree and jumping vertically, the wooden wheels made by Zhantian were made to reduce the weight as much as possible.

Now he has greatly increased his physique, and he has already made the wooden wheel solid, and the thickness has reached an inch and a half.

The current wooden wheel, somewhat similar to the earth, is used by chefs to chop meat, chop ribs, the defense is not extremely strong, but it is far from ordinary crossbow arrows, sleeve arrows and the like can be broken!

The horse-faced war slave was slightly surprised, and then reached out and pulled out another dagger and rushed towards Zhantian.

When he was about to pounce, Zhan Tian kicked his feet, his body left the trunk of the tree, and retreated towards the empty space.

"Suicide?"

The horse's face was greatly shocked, and at the same time, his heart was slightly relieved.

Zhan Tian looked at him just now, just like looking at a dead man! Although he didn't know where this weak boy got his confidence, he was inexplicably a little worried in his heart!

But just as he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his face turned pale again.

"Sneer", three strange crossbow arrows, standing in a line, cover his throat, heart, and belly!

Before he could think about it, the horse-faced war slave stepped a little under his feet and tried his best to dodge to the rear.

"Poof!"

With a muffled sound, he dodged two, but was shot into the thigh by a crossbow arrow!

His legs went limp, and the horse's face fell under the trunk.

The gray-robed war slave who followed behind him was taken aback, and in a vertical leap, he grabbed the right arm of the horse face, and at the same time pulled the crossbow arrow with his right hand, and shot Zhantian in the air.

With a slight "pop", Zhantian's body shook and fell downward, dodging the crossbow arrow.

The gray-robed war slave was slightly stunned, and in an instant, he found the safety rope connected to Zhantian's back.

The horse-faced war slave had already reacted at this moment, he held back the pain, and slashed towards the rope tied to the trunk of the tree.

"Sneer"

Zhan Tian had already set up three crossbow arrows again and shot them at the horse's face.

The horse-faced war slave had crazy eyes, shouted loudly in his mouth, and did not dodge and resisted with his right hand arm guard and wrist guard, and the dagger in his left hand still slashed towards the rope.

"Ding, poof!"

His hasty move was obviously too late. After the armguards barely blocked one of the crossbow arrows, the remaining two were shot into the crook of his right leg and the left rib respectively!

The horse-faced war slave screamed miserably, the dagger in his left hand slashed, and his body fell towards the tree.

This time, the gray-robed war slave who was installing the crossbow arrows was already in his hands.

At the same time, Zhan Tian stood on a tree trunk diagonally below his feet and shot three crossbow arrows at the gray-robed war slave who had already raised his crossbow.

In the midst of four slight sounds, Zhan Tian's left arm was raised, and the crossbow arrows were blocked with a shield again, and the gray-robed war slave also jumped, and fell into another large tree branch in a hurry, dodging the three crossbow arrows.

Zhan Tian's left hand shook, the crossbow was put on his left wrist, and at the same time, his arms slightly borrowed from the seat belt, and jumped on the tree trunk.

With both hands in his pockets, two handfuls of powder shrouded towards the gray-robed war slave who had not yet stabilized his body!

"New books ask for recommendations, clicks, collections. There is a third watch in the evening. ”