These arrows must be behind the two of them, but who is behind them
The huge sound of wind carried by Hadron's long stick almost completely covered up the whistle of the arrow.
Distinguishing taste by listening to sounds is all nonsense nowadays.
In this situation, Wang Yang's sharp sword is almost at Yifan's throat, and Qiangzi's stick is sweeping towards Yifan's waist from left to right.
Six arrows flew past Qiangzi's armpits, shoulders, and ears, biting into Yifan like deadly rattlesnakes.
At this moment, Yifan seemed to be forced into a corner, but there was no trace of panic on his face.
"Whoosh!" The wind sounded, and the big horizontal knife in Yifan's hand was thrown directly and casually, and shot towards Qiangzi's arm. Qiangzi suddenly encountered the flying knife attack, so the rogue had to change his moves and sweep Half of the stick suddenly pulled upwards
"Crack!" There was a brief friction sound, and Yifan's left hand directly grasped the blade that was stabbing him. Under Wang Yang's horrified eyes, Yifan directly pulled Wang Yang towards him.
Although Wang Yang knew that Yifan's physical defense was strong, he didn't know that Yifan's physical defense was already so strong.
Wang Yang was so obsessed with the sword that he didn't react for a moment, but was pulled over by Yi Fan.
Seeing that he didn't know how to let go, Yifan smiled helplessly and swept out with his kick, making the wind roar.
"Peng!" Wang Yang was hit in the waist by Yifan's iron leg, and he flew out like a cannonball.
With all this lightning and flint, Zhou Xin's arrows finally arrived, but at this time Yifan's hands were already free. Yifan's flexible hands were flying up and down, and he easily caught all six arrows.
As soon as they caught them together, Yifan also used the direction of the arrow and instantly threw the arrow with a trembling hand. Six black rays shot out and shot into the grass instantly.
However, Yifan probably just slowed down Zhou Xin's offensive and asked him to change places. He could just shoot a few arrows with his bare hands, which might even hurt Zhou Xin.
"Cang!" Yifan's big horizontal sword was finally knocked away by Qiangzi.
In this regard, Yifan disintegrated the strongest offensive of Zhou Xin, Qiangzi, and Wang Yang without using any rock power.
Yifan has so much fighting experience. Under the condition that he is physically strong and cannot use rock power, the weapon has become a constraint. Yifan throws the big horizontal knife decisively.
First, it blocked Hadron's offensive by surprise.
Second, it frees one’s hands and restores the most flexible state.
They were not practicing. Although they were competing, the weapons and weapons in their hands were all genuine. Yifan indeed made the most correct choice the moment the three-party attack came.
The terrifying fighting intuition and decision-making ability were fully revealed, which made Zhou Xin, Qiangzi, and Wang Yang secretly smack their tongues and cursed perverts.
But it was useless for them to scold them anymore, their wave of turbulent offensive had just passed.
Yifan started to fight back, and Qiangzi just knocked away Yifan's big sword.
"Crack...!" Yifan had already come over like a shadow, raised his left leg and pulled it out like a whip, making a crackling sound that was whipped into the air.
"Peng!" Qiangzi hurriedly held sticks in both hands to block.
Yifan's heavy kick was so easy to block. Qiangzi was kicked out for the second time after Wang Yang.
However, he was obviously destined to be more miserable than Wang Yang. The moment he flew out, Yifan shot out like a ghost, obviously trying to catch up with him and take advantage of him.
However, at this moment, Cao shot out several arrows again. These arrows did not seem to be shot towards Yifan, but instead seemed to be shot towards Hadron, who was flying out.
Seeing this, Yifan had to sigh at Zhou Xin's keenness. If Yifan didn't chase Qiangzi with these arrows, nothing would happen. But if Yifan wanted to chase Qiangzi, then these arrows would be Yifan's crossing will be blocked.
However, Yifan rushed forward without hesitation. He stretched out his left hand and instantly caught the two arrows coming towards him. Yifan ignored the other two arrows on his back.
"Ding ding...!" Yifan's back glowed with a bright white luster, and he withstood these two strong arrows. The touch of Yifan's body told Yifan that the arrows shot by Zhou Xin were actually better than the ones he took last time. Both strength and penetration are great.
Although the shot did not penetrate Yifan's skin, it left two red spots on Yifan's body. Zhou Xin's bow, Yifan took a closer look later and found that it was an ancient recurve bow.
The bow is about 1.2 meters long. It is definitely a giant bow. And the most important thing is that the diameter of the blades of the recurve bow is thicker than the arm. At first, Yifan didn't care because he didn't know much about bows. Yes, I heard what Zhou Xin said when we were chatting with him later.
This bow is actually an heirloom of their family. His father said that this bow was the bow of the ancient prince "Xue Rengui". It was called the "Zhentian Bow". Everyone was confused. Zhou Xin himself didn't believe this before. But after the end of the world, the more he studied it, the more unusual he found this bow.
Although it may not be the bow of "Xue Rengui", even in ancient times when strong men emerged in large numbers, it was definitely a divine bow.
Yifan didn't have time to express how heavy Zhou Xin's arrow was at this time, because he wanted to take this opportunity to deal with Hadron first.
Otherwise, if Qiangzi does not fall, they will have a point of support, and Wang Yang can surround Qiangzi at any time and extend his snake-like sword.
Zhou Xin can also continue to hide in the distance, shooting secretly at any time and anywhere.
However, he was about to lose Qiangzi soon, because at this time Yifan struggled to withstand two arrows and finally caught up with Qiangzi who was flying back quickly.
"Boom!" Yifan grabbed Qiangzi's right leg without politeness and instantly threw him to the ground.
"Ah, boss, your approach is too dark!" Qiangzi said, lying on the ground with his back stretched out. He seemed to have lost his breath for a moment and lost the battle.
But Yifan said calmly: "If it were really a life and death fight, you would be useless by now."
"Swish...!" Qiangzi fell. Wang Yang and Zhou Xin did not give up, but they also knew that their defeat was certain.
Yifan's body was too strong compared to theirs, and Yifan could fight hand-to-hand with a fourth-level liger.
Zhou Xin found that the power of his bow and arrow was really limited for Yifan. In addition, Qiangzi fell. If he did not come up and join Wang Yang, Wang Yang would only be defeated faster, so he had to stand up and fight with Wang Yang. If we attack Yifan together, we might still have a chance to fight.
Because the close combat skills were taught to them by Yifan. It could be said that Yifan knew each of them extremely well. After all, strictly speaking, they were all students taught by Yifan.
From the basic skills, to the shadow step, and then to the improvements based on his own shooting habits, Yifan can be regarded as watching them step by step to get to where they are now.
Wang Yang and Zhou Xin were shooting from the left and right. Wang Yang had a broad-edged sword in his hand, and Zhou Xin had a soul-eating dagger in his hand.
Wang Yang came forward with a sword, Zhou Xin raised his eagle eyes, his dagger behind him, and the man came erratically like a ghost.
When Wang Yang's sword was halfway thrust out, his body suddenly seemed to be a clone. Three shadows appeared. Three shadows. The three swords stabbed Yifan at the same time. Of course, only one of them was real.
However, Yifan, who could not use elemental powers or mental powers, could not distinguish the authenticity of these three shadows.
At the same time, Zhou Xin came galloping with a bow, his dagger behind him. Before he could take action, three or four meters in front of Yifan, he suddenly transformed into four figures and flew towards Yifan rapidly.
Four figures, four changes in small directions. Four daggers, four different vital points. Of course, three of them are fake, but you have to be able to tell them apart, or you block them all directly, otherwise, maybe the figure you didn't block is the real one.
The two people attacked and turned into seven figures in an instant. It seemed difficult to tell the truth from the fake for a while, and the attacks of the two people were like arrows from the string, shooting out in bursts.
Yifan chuckled lightly. As the person who taught Zhou Xin and Wang Yangliu's shadow step, he also had seven years of combat experience in his previous life.
It would be really weird if Yifan could be fooled by this photo step.
Yifan inserted his right foot into the soil and stirred it casually. Two handfuls of soil flew up and flew towards the two figures in an instant. No matter whether they were real bodies or phantoms, they did not let go. The soil splashed and the truth and falsehood were self-defeating.
The figure that can block the mud is naturally the real body, and the figure that is penetrated by the mud is naturally the false body. Now that the true body and the false body have been identified, it will be much easier to handle.
Zhou Xin and Wang Yang had never seen the Shadow Step be able to be cracked in this way during a battle. However, since it was cracked, they had no other choice but to attack directly.
Zhou Xin was faster than Wang Yang. Although he was still behind, he attacked first. He galloped in front of Yifan, held his short sword backwards, and slashed across Yifan's throat.
At the same time, Wang Yang's long sword was already coming straight from the back of his neck.
One after another, two attacks came quickly. At this critical moment,
"Ding ding...!" The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded. Yifan turned his hands into swords and blocked the two men's attacks with both hands again. However, this time neither of them escaped.
Zhou Xin turned right, and Wang Yang turned right. The two of them were still in tandem, sandwiching Yifan in the middle. They just changed their positions.
Yifan fought back, and just as they turned around, he kicked Zhou Xin straight into the chest. Zhou Xin stopped at the moment when he changed positions.
It was too late to move again. Yifan's legs were too fast, and they had already hit his chest like a black wind.
"Peng!" Zhou Xin only had time to cross his arms in front of his chest before he was kicked out.
Wang Yang saw that Zhou Xin was under attack. When he was facing him, he raised his right hand and the sword in his hand struck like raindrops. The entire arm and sword shadow disappeared, and he only saw countless black rain shooting towards Yifan.
However, Yifan was not weak at all. He turned his hand into a sword and stabbed it out with the same sword. It instantly turned into a shower of bright white light. In the midst of a jingling sound, he struck fast with Wang Yang's sword.
For a moment, black rain and white light collided violently, and the sound of clanging sounds was endless.
(End of chapter)