"Little bastard, if you dare to sneak attack the uncle, you are courting death!" Evil Dao Pei Feiyuan was furious, but the appearance of the black-faced old man made him dare not move.
"Where's the bow?" The black-faced old man looked gloomy. Evil Dao Pei Feiyuan also had a gloomy face, turning a blind eye to the bloody wound on his wrist, holding the knife tightly in his right hand, his eyes were looking in the direction of Taniguchi, but his attention was on the black-faced old man.
"It's you?!" The black-faced old man followed the eyes of the evil knife Pei Feiyuan, first surprised, then overjoyed, looking at Liu Wei'an who came out from behind the boulder, "Boy, I was thinking about how to find him." You, I didn’t expect you to throw yourself into a trap, haha—"
The black-faced old man laughed happily.
Liu Weian made the Qian family ashamed, and has been listed as one of the must-kill lists.
Liu Wei'an walked to Taniguchi step by step, that is, the only way to go in and out, and stopped. He was holding the bow he had snatched from the evil knife Pei Feiyuan. The golden light was shining, and the whole body was bathed in golden light. The crowd who were still fighting shouted: "Stop, this valley is mine now."
Quiet, very quiet!
The screen seemed to be muted, and everyone was stunned. After a moment of stunned, they turned into smiles, and laughed out loud one by one.
"Where did the idiot come from!"
"Could this man have lost his mind?"
"Who does he think he is? The prince?"
…
"These bastards, look down on me!" Liu Weian said to himself, and stopped, but he was not satisfied with the result, very dissatisfied.
"Little bastard, return the bow to me." The evil knife Pei Feiyuan twisted his thick body from side to side, with a strange movement, he instantly got rid of the lock of the black-faced old man, and rushed towards Liu Wei'an like a gust of wind, and the evil knife made a move in mid-air, A flash of snow crossed the sky, accompanied by howls of evil spirits, and the faces of the players who were relatively close turned pale in an instant, as if they had been dragged into the depths of hell, and all the ghosts were addicted to their bodies.
Behind the Evil Sword Pei Feiyuan, a phantom of an evil ghost let out a silent roar, and the huge figure enveloped the entire sky. The faces of the black-faced old man, Yang Shisanlang, Zhang Yangjin and others were serious. It's scary, the evil sword and the evil ghost complement each other, even people whose strength is higher than Peifeiyuan will have to hate it.
Many people looked at Liu Weian with sympathy. This death must have suffered great mental trauma. It is estimated that he would have to lie in bed for half a year instead of the normal month.
hum!
The dull voice sounded, and everyone's heart skipped a beat, as if someone had pinched their hearts. The feeling was extremely weird. Before they could react, the sword light suddenly subsided, and the ear-piercing whistling disappeared instantly. , the light of the knife finally turned into a real knife, hanging three feet above Liu Weian's head. The owner of the knife, Pei Feiyuan, stared at Liu Weian viciously with a pair of copper bell-like eyes. Because of too much force, he almost stared out his eyeballs. The muscles on his face trembled, and he opened and closed his mouth without making any sound.
clatter—
The evil knife fell, and Pei Feiyuan fell to the ground together, a finger-sized blood hole between the eyebrows, all the way to the back of the head, blood spurted out, everyone realized that Pei Feiyuan was dead.
Yang Shisanlang and Zhang Yangjin turned their heads almost at the same time and looked at the rock wall of the valley. At a place more than ten meters above the ground, a sharp arrow was deeply inserted there, leaving only the tail of the arrow, and a trace of blood dripped . The rock wall was hard, and they could only barely break through a little mark with their full blows, but this arrow could penetrate deeply, and the two of them looked at each other, and they could see the horror in each other's eyes.
The valley became quiet again, different from the mocking silence before, this time it was terrifying. Few people are aware of the strength of Evil Sword Pei Feiyuan. He has never missed in the Mogu Mountain by himself, but now he is killed by a single arrow, and many people can't help but retreat.
"It's just relying on a bow!" The black-faced old man sneered, and strode towards Liu Wei'an, "Present the bow and kneel on the ground, and I can make your death less painful."
The hearts of those who retreated were moved. They didn't see the scene where Liu Weian snatched the evil sword and cultivated the original bow, but after being awakened by the black-faced old man, they quickly restored the process of the matter, and their eyes suddenly became hot. Kill the Evil Sword Pei Feiyuan, if this bow is obtained by himself—
Liu Wei'an stared at the black-faced old man with cold eyes, and at the moment when he stepped over the corpse of the evil knife Pei Feiyuan, he suddenly opened his bow. There were so many people present, no one saw his movements clearly. When he saw it, there was only one The cold light pierced through the air.
Whoosh—
"Small tricks." The black-faced old man stretched out his hand to pinch it. The slow-moving movement caught the lightning-fast arrow, forming a stark contrast between the speed and slowness.
chila—
Sparks erupted between the two fingers, and the arrow was pinched, but the arrow didn't stop at all, passing through the two fingers like a bamboo shoot, and shot at the black-faced old man's forehead.
The black-faced old man's complexion changed drastically, two rays of light shot out from his eyes, and he shouted sharply: "Sure!"
The divine light collided with the arrow, and a terrible wave erupted. Numerous cracks appeared on the arrow, which was about to shatter. Moving, two deep marks were left on the ground, and it didn't stop until it reached the rock wall. At this time, the arrow almost touched his skin.
The black-faced old man breathed a sigh of relief, at this moment, the arrow suddenly exploded, and a terrible shock wave swept all directions. The black-faced old man screamed, his eyes exploded, and he was instantly blinded.
hum!
The bowstring vibrated, and a stream of light pierced through the void at a speed hard to distinguish with the naked eye and shot into the eyebrows of the black-faced old man. The screams of the black-faced old man stopped abruptly, and he fell straight down without a sound.
"Everyone, it's better not to move!" Liu Weian smiled and looked at the few players approaching. The five of them approached quietly while Liu Wei'an was attacking the black-faced old man, and their timing was very good, but they obviously didn't expect Liu Weian to deal with the black-faced old man so quickly, and they were only halfway through the charge, watching Liu Weian aimed at them all with numb scalps, neither advancing nor retreating.
"Leave the things, get out!" Liu Wei'an still smiled, but his eyes were icy cold.
"Everyone—" One of them rolled his eyes, obviously he didn't want to give up what he got, but before he could finish speaking, he saw a stream of light shooting at him, his face turned pale with fright, and while he dodged, the ax was struck out, and the ax fell. But it was cut open. When the hairs exploded, the severe pain spread from the heart to the whole body. When I lowered my head, I saw a hole the size of a cup in the heart, which was transparent from front to back, and blood flowed out.
"What a fast arrow!" When the man fell to the ground, he found that there were already four corpses on the ground. Looking carefully, it was the four people who planned to attack with him. There was a hole in the heart, and blood flowed out, staining the ground. He looked up to see how Liu Weian did it, but felt that his consciousness was lax and he lost consciousness.
"I can't kill everyone, but the first few people who strike first will die!" Liu Weian looked at the people who were about to move, his eyes were calm, but no matter who he caught, he felt that he was being stared at by wild beasts, bursting Chilled, the small thoughts in my heart were suddenly extinguished.
clatter—
"The things are put down, I'll go first!" A casual player dropped a dagger and slowly moved towards Taniguchi. Liu Weian walked towards the inside, stopped after walking a dozen steps, and looked at him coldly. Seeing this, the player slowly relaxed his tense muscles and walked out of the valley. He wanted to sneak attack, but Liu Wei'an didn't give him a chance.
Once there is the first one, there will be the second one. There are not many people who got the golden artifact. These people waited for Yang Shisanlang and Zhang Yangjin to make a move, but they didn't respond at all. In the end, they had no choice but to drop their weapons and leave. The person who got the golden utensil didn't stay and left. The back mountain is so big, and there are countless good things. Since this place is occupied by people, I will go to other places to find opportunities, and I don't want to waste time here.
Soon, all the casual players in the valley were gone, and there were only three great families left. Among them, the Qian family was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do. Zhang Yangjin remained silent and didn't say anything. What are you thinking. Seeing Liu Wei'an's eyes, he looked over and smiled slightly: "Master Liu also wants me to hand over the things?"
"Exactly!" Liu Weian was very calm.
"It's good to be ambitious, but you have to look at your teeth." Yang Shisanlang looked at Liu Wei'an with a half-smile, and those who knew him well knew that when he showed this expression, it meant that he had murderous intentions in his heart.
"I said, this valley is mine, please put down your things and leave." Liu Weian's expression was very serious, "I only give you ten seconds. 10,9,8—"
Murderous intent flashed in Yang Shisanlang's eyes, and he glanced at the old man holding a nine-jointed whip. Zhang Yangjin spoke.
"Leave the things, let's go."
"Zhang Yangjin, you—" Yang Shisanlang's expression changed. He and Zhang Yangjin have been rivals since they were young. He knows Zhang Yangjin's temper has risen, and the things he believes in will never change. Ten cows can't be pulled back. At this moment, he chooses to leave. Could it be that there is something strange about this Liu Wei'an? The original determination could not help but waver.
Walking out of the valley, the old man in yellow couldn't help asking anymore: "Young Master, why do you have to go? If we go up together, I will block that person's arrow, and Young Master can easily kill him."
"You can't stop his arrows, and I can't kill this person." Zhang Yangjin coughed, with a flush on his face, and said lightly: "What you see is this person's strength, but you ignore this person's character. "
"Character—" the old man in yellow had just uttered two words when he was interrupted by an earth-shattering explosion. Violent vibrations came from the valley, and the screams were continuous. Even standing outside the valley, one can still feel the turbulent waves. It is conceivable that if one were in the valley at this moment, one would be torn to pieces by the shock wave, leaving no flesh and blood remaining.
Zhang Yangjin stopped and turned around, staring at the valley. The explosion ended quickly, and the screams stopped quickly. After a while, a person came out.
"Why is it him?" The old man in yellow felt terrified, and the person who came out turned out to be Liu Wei'an.
"Master Zhang!" Seeing that Zhang Yangjin was still here, Liu Weian was slightly taken aback, then smiled and nodded to leave.
The old man in yellow couldn't help but rushed into the valley, and came back in the blink of an eye, with a terrified face, he said in disbelief: "They are all dead!"
"This is character!" Zhang Yangjin said.