"Rush up and kill him!"
The moment Su Baozhang took out the bezoar fairy, he was noticed by the young monks who were getting closer and closer. If everyone thought that there might be a bezoar fairy when they saw the huge carcass of the mountain cow before, they saw the fairy now. The real objects suddenly became crazy one by one.
A middle-grade fairy, not to mention a rare bezoar fairy among middle-grade fairy spirits!
Hadn't Baque Mountain been plowed twice by Shaotian Sect and young monks from prominent families in Yu County? How could someone find a mountain bull so easily
They did not think about the fact that although the adult Mountain Bull could give birth to a middle-grade fairy spirit, its nature was famous for its ferocious strength, and its own strength was comparable to that of a top-grade ferocious beast. Once it met people, it was often... Relentless in their pursuit of death, these twelve or thirteen year old young monks often find it difficult to gain anything without paying a certain amount of casualties.
And those sect disciples and wealthy monks from famous families are often masters with fine bodies and bones, so they are naturally unwilling to take this risk. This is why this adult mountain bull has escaped two fairies hunting and survived until now.
They just thought that as long as they could stop Su Baozhang, the Bezoar Fairy Spirit in his hands would be theirs, and if they got a middle-grade Fairy Spirit, their trip to Baque Mountain would be completed ahead of schedule.
However, there are always a few quick-thinking ones who slow down while others rush forward in a hurry. Even if one underestimates the strength of the mountain-ramming bull, such a huge beast will never be able to stop it. Maybe it was Su Baozhang who hunted him alone. Does that mean that this person had accomplices hiding? If he rushes in a hurry, wouldn't he be ambushed
However, there were more than a dozen young monks rushing towards me from two directions. Except for three or five bright-minded ones, the rest of them rushed forward with their heads covered. Even if the opponent had an ambush, both sides would be injured. Aren't these three or five people the ones who benefited
The moment Su Baozhang found the fairy spirit from the belly of the cow, he turned around and ran towards the woods where Yang Junshan was, not even bothering to pick up the fine steel hatchet from the ground.
"Don't run, leave the fairy behind!"
Many young people behind him shouted in agreement, their faces flushed with excitement, and they just chased after Su Baozhang.
Seeing that Su Baozhang was about to run into the woods, a young man finally couldn't hold himself back anymore. He took off a strung crossbow from his back, put a duck feather arrow in the arrow trough and aimed it at Su Baozhang's back.
However, before the young man could pull the trigger, there was a bang of a bowstring, and a whistle pierced the sky. The moment the young man realized that something was wrong, a heart-piercing pain came from his feet, and the young man screamed and threw it away. He dropped the crossbow in his hand, bent down and hugged his left foot, wailing loudly, but saw that a two-foot-long iron feather arrow had penetrated the sole of his foot and sunk directly into the ground half a foot deep.
This arrow made many young people chasing behind Su Baozhang tremble in their hearts, and their feet involuntarily slowed down. Several young people immediately pinched the protective talismans issued by Shaking Tianzong when they entered Baique Mountain from their waist bags. In hand.
Although this talisman can withstand a blow from a vicious beast equivalent to the fifth level of the mortal realm, it will only happen when the talisman is fired, and Yang Junshan's iron feather arrow will obviously not give them time to react.
"What are you afraid of
We have a guardian talisman, and his bow and arrows can do nothing to ours! "
A young man had just raised the talisman in his hand and shouted hello to the other young people. Suddenly, a black line flashed across the corner of his eyes, and at the same time there was a slight sound of a bow string. Crushing the talisman, unexpectedly, severe pain suddenly shot up from his arm. When he looked around, he saw that an iron feather arrow had penetrated his arm, and the talisman was falling from his hand to the ground.
The young man who was full of confidence before looked at his arm that had been shot through, and his eyes were suddenly filled with fear. He also squatted on the ground and howled. Several young people around him were even frightened and hesitated. If If the arrow that shot through the sole of the foot before was still a fool, then the arrow that shot through the wrist was a naked warning.
Just as everyone was hesitating, Su Baozhang had already rolled and climbed all the way into the woods. At this time, the few teenagers woke up as if from a dream. The temptation of a middle-grade fairy spirit was really hard to give up.
"There was only one person shooting the arrow, and the one who just fled into the woods was only two people. There are fourteen of us in total. If we all rush up together, his bow and arrow can deal with several people, not to mention that he may not be the best. Dare to kill us!"
A young man hiding behind rocks by the stream encouraged his companions again. After shooting two arrows in the woods, the sound of the bowstring was no longer heard, which made the young man who had just been shocked rekindled his greed.* As if they had made an appointment, the first teenager stood up from behind their respective bunkers at the same time and rushed towards the woods.
At this time, another sound of bowstrings came from the woods, and this time the sound of the bowstrings was much louder than the previous two times.
"Oh, no!"
Several shouts were heard, and half of the ** teenagers were so frightened that they fell to the ground. Two of them even crushed the guardian talismans in their hands. A series of earth-yellow shields were propped up, covering these few The young man's figure was shrouded in a protective shield.
The eyes of several young people moved quickly, all watching which unlucky guy was hit by the arrow this time. However, after looking around, they found that everyone was fine, and there was no trace of the iron feather arrow at all.
All the young people looked at each other, and suddenly a young boy shouted, "Damn it, I fell into the trap, that guy didn't shoot the arrow at all, he just pulled the bow string to scare us!"
From the beginning of trying to snatch the bezoar fairy spirit to now, the archer in the woods only fired two arrows and pulled the string once, but he made more than a dozen teenagers spin around. They were frightened and frightened, and they teased the archer in every possible way. Feeling extremely angry.
"We can't just forget about it. The distance from the woods to here is forty or fifty steps. To be able to shoot iron feather arrows to such a distance and maintain accuracy, it is at least a hard bow of more than two stones. How many times can such a hard bow be drawn continuously? Second-rate?"