In a short period of time, Zhong Qian's heart suffered several times.
Reason has been preventing him from rushing out, not because he is afraid of death, but because he knows that what he is carrying is not just his own life.
He is the God of Arrows and the symbol of the Nightingale Organization. His companions in the organization are looking at him, and the mountain people in the Gorge Peak District are looking at him. Therefore, he cannot fall or fail, which will make many people lose their faith.
He just gritted his teeth and endured it, watching Lu Ping and the other five walking toward the avenue without hesitation, rushing up from the front without hesitation.
"idiot!"
When Zhong Qian was so angry that he shouted, the fighting had already begun at the foot of the mountain.
Even though he thought it was a suicide attempt, Zhong Qian was still hoping that Lu Ping and the others could successfully rescue people and survive smoothly.
But these five guys didn't have any plan at all. They just rushed forward blankly, extinguishing Zhong Qian's slim hope.
At that moment, he had closed his eyes, not wanting to see that tragic scene. Until the two companions beside him shouted: "We succeeded!"
Succeeded?
Just for a while?
Zhong Qian quickly opened his eyes and saw that the hanging Mo Sen had been rescued and the five people had begun to evacuate.
"This is okay!" Zhong Qian was stunned, this is simply a miracle.
However, he immediately discovered that the condition of the five people was not very good. They had all been rescued, but it was hard to say whether they could escape the pursuit of the City Lord's Mansion.
"Accept!"
At this moment, Zhong Qian had no hesitation or hesitation.
Lu Ping and the others could even create such a miracle, and he really couldn't continue to be a bystander.
"Give me the bow!" Zhong Qian shouted as he rushed out.
His two companions, a man and a woman, the man named Ge Feng and the woman named Mi San, saw him rushing out and followed him without hesitation, but when they heard him make this request. The expressions of both people changed.
"Your current state..."
"Don't worry, give it to me!" Zhong Qian directly interrupted what Mi San was about to say.
On the north exit of the avenue, Chu Min had decided to sacrifice himself to buy time for Lu Ping and the others to escape. An arrow as powerful as the wind. At this moment, he flew from behind her and shot a secret agent in the head. Wei Hu, who dodged the arrow in a hurry, ignored the sacrificed spy and took a step forward to catch up. But as soon as he took a step, there was a tearing pain in his waist. Let his whole body fall towards this side.
Wei Hu hurriedly stepped back to his feet. The pain was even worse. He saw that his waist was already dripping with blood. When he touched it with his hand, a finger-deep wound was left there.
Is it that arrow?
Wei Hu was shocked.
Although he was in a hurry, he was sure that he had completely avoided the arrow. This meant that the wound was actually caused by the wind caused by the arrow when it flew by. How big was the arrow that fell to the ground? power?
Wei Hu subconsciously looked back to see the secret agent whose head was shot by the arrow. As a result, he saw Wei Meng's panicked face, shouting at him.
What are you talking about?
Wei Hu saw Wei Meng's mouth opening and closing with great force, but he couldn't hear any sound, and the panic on Wei Meng's face turned into despair.
how?
Wei Hu found that Wei Meng had suddenly become so low that he had to look down on him, but neither of them had done much!
Immediately afterwards, Wei Hu saw his own body, and the blood on his neck was scattered like a fountain.
Where is my head?
Wei Hu's consciousness finally stopped at this doubt. His head turned somersault in mid-air. Falling to the ground, his eyes were still staring at his body that had not yet fallen.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
Mighty roared.
The sound sent by Ming Zhi Po made many of the garrison soldiers who were only in the realm of perception and had not made any achievements in Ming Zhi Po look painful.
But this is not a sound attack ability after all. It does not have much impact on Lu Ping and others who have been promoted to the realm of penetration.
The five people evacuated quickly, including Chu Min, who had been preparing to stay behind and fight with his life. After receiving support from Zhong Qian, he also followed the four people again, covering the retreat.
Wei Meng was in pain and angry. He was roaring, but he, the spies, and the garrison soldiers hesitated in their pursuit.
They did not look at the five people who were close at hand, who they tried every means to deal with. Instead, they looked at the far side, where many people's eyesight was not even enough to see clearly, Zhong Qian, his bow, and his arrow.
The first arrow, the wind of the arrow, severely damaged Wei Hu and blew the head of a secret agent.
The second arrow, like a sword, flew directly to Wei Hu's head. A guard captain wearing armor was shot through by this arrow, including his body and armor.
And now, the third arrow.
The strings were like thunder, reverberating throughout the whole place; the arrows were like lightning, and as soon as the strings sounded, the arrows were already in front of me.
The arrow found its target accurately and hit another leader among the group of people: Wei Meng!
Arrow passed!
Bring a bunch of blood flowers.
Just like Wei Hu, he escaped head-on, but was still inevitably injured by the arrow wind. Wei Meng was sure that the opponent's next arrow would hit him. Before the bow was fired, he was already evading. Even so, he was still injured by the wind of the arrow.
Behind him, blood mist filled the air one after another, and the spies and soldiers showed horrified expressions one after another. This arrow actually shot through four people in a row.
There was only hesitation before, but this time, everyone stopped, including Wei Meng.
He covered the wound scratched by the arrow wind, feeling really unsure about avoiding it again.
Is this the real arrow of the Arrow God?
Wei Meng already had fear in his heart. Previously on the boulder at the north exit, he had dodged an arrow from his opponent and retaliated with a mountain man's head. He thought that the Arrow God's arrow was nothing more than this.
Now he knew that there was some misunderstanding before, and the power of that arrow was absolutely different from what it was now.
forward? No longer daring, Wei Meng was more worried about what he would do with the next arrow. He didn't even dare to retreat, lest any movement would give the opponent an opportunity to take advantage of him.
But the fourth arrow never came. Little did they know that Zhong Qian had already vomited blood three times and was completely unconscious.
Seeing Lu Ping and the five people running away, no one dared to chase them, but they never waited for another arrow.
Only then did Wei Meng realize that his opponent's ability to control such an unstoppable arrow might be limited. Three arrows might have exceeded the opponent's limit.
"Keep chasing!" Wei Meng roared.
Everyone hesitated.
Unlike Wei Hu and Wei Meng, they can dodge. When they encounter the arrow, death is the only way back.
Wei Meng could be so decisive, but they didn't dare. The previous three arrows had completely frightened them.
Wei Meng, who was holding his wound, took a few steps forward and then realized something was wrong. He looked around and saw that no one was following him.
Wei Meng turned around and saw that everyone was begging for mercy, as if he was asking them to die. (To be continued.)
