Feng Lun hunched over vigorously, just wanting to take a good breath of air.
Because the spurted blood had entered his throat, breathing became extremely difficult, and only now did he finally see clearly what the light was.
"Spirit...Lingbao..."
His face was filled with disbelief, and he used all his strength to make an inarticulate sound.
The Lingbao shuttle arrow immediately swung a few times, as if to show off to the opponent, but this did not seem to make him relieve his hatred. It hung above Feng Lun's body and still refused to leave.
After thinking about it for several breaths, "it" shook slightly and suddenly flew towards the opponent's face. After carving two big characters on it, it drew a beautiful arc in the air with satisfaction until it disappeared.
Feng Lun at the bottom of the pit felt excruciating pain all over his body. The slow loss of blood made him feel weaker and weaker. He even felt a chill all over his body, a cold that came from the depths of his soul.
The fear of death enveloped his heart. Although he was still unwilling, he was powerless, and the endless pain only became stronger and stronger.
He began to feel regret gradually. If he had not been so arrogant on weekdays, if he had not insulted the human race so much, if he had not wanted to retaliate against them, if he had not pursued them. . . . . .
But there are not so many ifs in life, and regret can’t change anything.
At this moment, he just wanted to die happily and immediately, but this had become a luxury wish for him. He was destined to die slowly in pain.
The third child, Feng Yu, chased him to the north. After slowly chasing him for more than thirty miles, he completely lost track of him.
He looked at the buildings in the residential area that could be vaguely seen in front of him, turned to look to the east and southeast, with a sneer on his lips, and said: "Two idiots, the fact that he can come here already explains everything. If the human race is so good, If we deal with them, we will not be able to survive the attacks of hundreds of tribes, and despising them will only bring destruction to ourselves."
After saying that, he returned to his original appearance, turned around and continued walking towards his residence. He would not go back to report the news, nor had he ever thought about going to the other two directions to help, even just to take a look.
With the help of Soul Lao, Yan Liang successfully avoided several pursuits by his second brother Feng Wan by constantly adjusting his direction and taking advantage of various favorable terrains.
However, he did not concentrate on escaping, but would continue to leave clues so that the other party would not give up tracking because of this. It was as if he was holding the second son Feng Wan by the nose, keeping him busy but never found him. people.
At this moment, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth as he was running, and then he turned his head to look in the direction of south-east, and chuckled: "Finally one has been solved, then it will be his turn next."
Looking across the front, there happened to be a small forest not far away. He immediately adjusted his direction and said to himself: "Then I will choose to send you on your way here!"
He left a clue outside the woods and hid in the woods. He had a warm jade-shielding aura. If he wasn't seen from the front or actively leaked his aura, the other party wouldn't be able to detect him at all.
In just a dozen breaths, the second child, Feng Wan, followed the clues and made a circle from the outside, arriving at the top of the small forest.
Looking at the grove below, he frowned slightly. He was not as impatient as the boss Feng Lun. On the contrary, he became more cautious at critical moments.
The woods here are not big, and you can even see them all at a glance from a high place. He turned his eyes and flew towards the center of the small woods.
When he got here, he did not fall down, but with a flick of his finger, the ice picks fell into the woods one after another. While they penetrated deeply into the ground, they also froze the surrounding area within a few feet.
"He took a fancy to your weakness and wanted to use this trick to force you to show up. This man is really cautious."
Just after Yanliang realized the other party's intention, Hun Lao's voice also appeared in his mind.
"In that case, as he wishes, I just want to try what kind of strength I can achieve with the power of my pure body."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly jumped out, took out a branch with his right hand and threw it out with all his strength.
These tiny branches are only more than three inches long, and their roots are as straight as arrows. They were prepared after entering the woods. With his huge strength, they can be used as hidden weapons.
With a "swish" sound, the branches cut through the air and shot towards the target in the air, but Feng Wan was obviously on guard. He hurriedly dodged the branches and turned around at the same time, but when he looked at the woods below, There was no sign of anyone.
His eyes quickly scanned, and he quickly shot a few ice picks at several big trees where he might be hiding. The ice picks fell on the ground and froze the big trees together, but he still didn't find the other party's figure.
This made him narrow his eyes slightly and began to sarcastically speak.
"Are all of you humans just hiding?"
"As the saying goes, a dragon begets a dragon, and a phoenix begets a phoenix. The son of a mouse can dig holes. It seems that the ability of the shrunken turtle in your human race will also be inherited."
"That's right. If it hadn't been like this, I'm afraid we would have wiped out our clan long ago. In order to survive, we are not afraid of bringing shame on our ancestors."
"I think you humans should kneel down at the knees of our Hades. In this way, we may be able to protect you, and at least we won't let you wipe out your clan."
As soon as he said these words, Yanliang jumped out from behind a big tree a few feet away to his right, pretending to be angry, and shot out two branches with a wave of his hand.
"You will regret it if you provoke me, the human race, like this."
Looking at the figure appearing below, Feng Wan suddenly showed a sneer when he heard these words of lack of confidence. Such a low-level provoking method was effective, and he couldn't help but feel contempt for him in his heart.
Looking at the angry figure below, he continued to mock: "Despicable human race, do you finally dare to come out?"
As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, and two ice picks shot out immediately, smashing the branches that were shot into pieces, and continued to shoot downwards.
Yanliang's face was solemn. He pushed his legs on the ground and took a step of more than ten feet. As soon as he landed, he made another swoop. After quickly moving away from the landing point of the ice pick, he threw two branches again to fight back.
But the next moment, several more ice cones fell from the sky, and he had to continue to dodge desperately. He looked very embarrassed, and from time to time he would be injured due to being exhausted from dealing with them.
Feng Wan, who never dared to land, looked at the human race below struggling to survive under his attack, as if he was enjoying this cat-and-mouse feeling.
However, as time went by, the human race did not fall down as quickly as he imagined. On the contrary, he was still alive and kicking, and was able to narrowly avoid his fatal attacks every time.
