The range of bows and arrows is limited. Beyond a certain range, the lethality will drop off a cliff.
"Is this kid at the end of his tether, or is he deliberately luring me into the shooting range to kill me..." The black-clothed monk was hesitant.
Just when he was struggling, Chen Mo suddenly put down the long bow in his hand, took out a small porcelain bottle from his storage bag, and said, "Hey, what are you still dawdling about! Do you know this thing?"
"The monster blood of the Diamond Bear is worth eight hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Why don't you kill people and seize the treasure quickly before the others come?"
After that, Chen Mo threw the bottle of blood essence away far away: "Come and get it!"
When the monk in black saw this situation, not only was there no greed in his eyes, but he took a few steps back with a more vigilant expression. Everyone wants good things, but they have to live to enjoy them. If it is a trick and an arrow pierces the throat after entering, who can he ask to reason?
It's not like he didn't want to go and find out Chen Mo's reality, but the distance of a hundred feet was also an obstacle for him. When his spell arrived, its power would be reduced by half, and he wouldn't be able to detect anything.
But at this moment, Chen Mo's face suddenly showed a look of joy. The black-clothed monk saw it all, and he couldn't help but feel shocked. Could it be that... he really didn't have the strength to draw the bow anymore? !
The black-clothed monk was breathing heavily and took two steps forward with an excited expression. His heart skipped a beat when he suddenly felt something was wrong! Why does it feel like you're deliberately trying to lure him into the trap?
The monk in black was hesitant a hundred feet away, and Chen Mo was like this!
He was sitting on the ground. He could draw the long bow, but there was no spiritual power in it at all. It would take some time to regain his fighting strength. He could only fight a simple battle with the opponent through contradictory words and a confused look. Psychological game.
If this person was more reckless and rushed in to fight Chen Mo, the only way in front of the latter would be to fuse the black stones.
The face of the monk in black was uncertain, and in the end he still did not dare to step into Baizhang. On the journey of cultivation, if you want to say that longevity is long and life is short, it depends on whether you can be careful. Obviously, this Qi Refiner The monk on the eleventh floor was a 'smart man'. He decided to wait for the remaining five companions to arrive and make plans.
Not long after, five black spots moved over from a distance. They were the remaining tenth-level Qi Refining monks who had rounded up Chen Mo before. They also saw the two people standing in a stalemate within a hundred feet. One of them was bold and raised his hands and asked: "Brother Zhuo , what is going on? Where is Brother Feng?"
"Brother Feng is dead! He has also run out of gas now. We will rush over together in a moment, capture and skin him alive, and avenge Brother Feng!" The monk in black, called Brother Zhuo, said through gritted teeth.
"What?! Brother Feng is dead!"
The five monks at the tenth level of Qi Refining all took a deep breath, with horrified looks on their faces! What kind of character is the madman? They all know it very well. He is a man who licks blood at the tip of a knife and is vicious and cruel. How can he fall in such a short period of time?
"Ah!! I'm going to kill you!!"
Suddenly, a Qi Refining monk's eyes turned red, and he yelled and rushed over to avenge the madman. It's no wonder he was like this. The madman was his second uncle. His death would definitely affect his status in the organization. He was so angry. When he is angry, he will go straight to Chen Mo!
Chen Mo's face suddenly lit up with joy, and he gradually pulled out the bow string. The dark black bow and arrow exuded a cold light in the night that was about to break, and aimed at the monk.
At the same time, he secretly complained in his heart, he was afraid of this kind of clueless fool!
A monk with sharp eyes and quick hands next to him stopped him: "Aguang, don't be impulsive! Didn't you see the bow and arrow in his hand? He was injured on his leg and was just waiting for you to go over so he could kill you!! You didn't Did you notice that he was smiling proudly just now?”
'Brother Zhuo', who was observing silently from behind, frowned. His original intention was to use these low-level monks to explore the way ahead, but he didn't expect to be stopped. He immediately thought about it before speaking slowly. : "It might be a trick. When I first came here, this person's aura was extremely weak. Maybe he didn't even have the power to shoot a bow?"
"Yes! He is right!" Chen Mo shouted: "I am lying to you. In fact, I have no spiritual power!"
These words were too false. The five Qi Refining monks felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over their heads. They all calmed down. You look at me and I look at you. They don’t dare to risk their own lives. If they didn’t see Considering the tragic deaths of the previous few people, maybe some people really dared to take risks, but now...
Who's going to take the risk and test it out? Six Qi Refining monks stopped a hundred feet away, worried about this problem.
But everyone knew that they could not give Chen Mo time to recover and had to make a decision as soon as possible.
After several people discussed for a while, the monk who stopped A Guang before made a suggestion, that is, the six of them should separate their distances and move forward at the same time. First step within a hundred feet and advance ten feet. If the person at ninety feet has not attacked yet, Just move forward twenty feet, and the distance is seventy feet.
If he still doesn't take action, he will make one last test and advance to thirty feet. If there is no response, it can only mean that he is really exhausted, and a few people will rush forward to take it down.
There are also advantages to doing this. To put it another step back, they will be shot as soon as they enter a hundred feet, and only one of them will die. With a one-sixth chance of death, no one will feel that it falls on them, and the rest The five monks were enough to capture him during his second shot.
Just as they were told, they dispersed and formed six black spots in the wilderness. They gradually walked towards Chen Mo like a semicircle. They walked slowly, walked ten steps, and officially entered within ninety feet.
Chen Mo snorted, and the black long bow was aimed at this and that, but it never fired the arrow!
"There is hope!"
Everyone looked happy, but it was not ruled out that Chen Mo wanted to bring them closer, so no one dared to approach quickly. They moved forward calmly step by step. The six figures slowly moved to a position seventy feet away. .
"Don't wait around, come here quickly if you're going to die!" Chen Mo leaned on the dead tree, moved his body upward little by little with the push of his back, set up a black bow and arrow, and aimed at the person at the eleventh level of Qi Refining of monks.
Being pointed by the bow and arrow, the expression of 'Brother Zhuo' changed, and his steps became much smaller. When the other five people slowly approached, he had only walked a distance of twenty feet, while the others had already approached Chen Mo. The position of thirty feet.
The Qi Refining monk who was commanding the audience suddenly shouted: "Let's take action!!" The next moment, everyone in the wilderness started to move! Chen Mo quickly changed the direction of the long bow, let go and shot the bow and arrow at the commanding monk!
With a buzzing sound, this arrow, which caused everyone to be inexplicably frightened, left the string like lightning in the twisted air!
The moment Chen Mo drew his bow, the commanding monk's expression changed dramatically! His body trembled violently, his eyes showed a look of disbelief, he subconsciously screamed in fear, and rushed madly to A Guang's position, intending to use him to resist the power of the arrow! !
"Damn it! Why does he have to attack at this time!!" The commanding monk cursed in his heart. If he could avoid this arrow, he would leave here immediately. Even if he was punished by Chu Tianxing afterwards, he would admit it. !
But soon, he had no more extra thoughts, and Aguang did not expect that he would be implicated to death by him. The pupils of his eyes shrank, and the ink arrow passed through his eyebrows without stopping, and then passed through the commanding monk with blood. throat, the two of them fell to the ground in the next second, dying in the wilderness with no chance of life.
Kill two people with one arrow!
Chen Mo didn't expect that this guy looked quite shrewd, but he stupidly underestimated the penetrating power of the arrow and insisted on dragging a monk to be buried with him. Without observing them more, he threw out the embroidery needle and aimed at the weakest one. Between the brows of an ordinary tenth-level Qi refining monk, two breaths later, there was another warm corpse on the ground!
At this time, the 'Brother Zhuo' who was at the eleventh level of qi refining also arrived immediately, slashing the sky with a huge ax. The remaining two qi refining monks couldn't intervene, so they looked for an opportunity to release spells to sneak attack Chen Mo!
But this is the best result Chen Mo can achieve.
The strength of the bow just shot could only kill an ordinary monk at the tenth level of Qi Refining. This was all the spiritual power he had accumulated to the limit. If the bow was aimed at a vigilant monk at the eleventh level of Qi Refining, he would not only be in vain. If you waste the opportunity, you will have to face the crisis of being attacked in five places, which is not worth the loss.
Chen Mo held the fairy sword in hand and used Shadow Step to dodge nearly half of the power of the axe. The remaining part relied on Xiao Xuan Gong's body forging and the second form of the Afterimage Heart-Eroding Sword, Feng Man Qionglou, to force the sword and ax to collide. The sound of the fight shook the earth, and Chen Mo's scar where he was restrained by the flying knife suddenly opened. His left chest hurt, and a small mouthful of blood spurted out again.
At the same time, the two ordinary Qi-refining monks began to recite magic spells silently, intending to use high-level spells to deal with him.
"It turns out you were just pretending to be lame!" Brother Zhuo said with a ferocious smile: "Boy, today is your day to die!" After saying that, the gray giant ax slashed horizontally again, heading straight for Chen Mo's injured left chest!
"It's better that you die first!" Chen Mo showed a look of determination at all costs. He faced the giant ax without any dodge. He tried to risk being injured by using the fairy sword to lift it up. However, due to lack of spiritual power, he only moved away. After walking a little distance, a huge blood line spread from his right chest to his left leg, and passed through Chen Mo's body!
At this moment, Chen Mo couldn't help but spurt out blood. He had already prepared a punch and when the two of them got close, he punched 'Brother Zhuo' heavily in the lower abdomen. The latter suddenly arched his waist like a cooked shrimp. , Chen Mo used this to replenish his sword, and also opened a sword flower on his left chest, and 'Brother Zhuo' also spurted blood and retreated!
"go!"
Chen Mo regained a little bit of spiritual power, released the remaining ghost in the unknown command flag, and flew towards Brother Zhuo. At this moment, severe pain was transmitted from the body to the nerves in the brain!
If he hadn't practiced Xiaoxuan Gong, the power of the ax just now would have been enough to disembowel him. Before he could do anything, the high-level spells of the two monks at the tenth level of Qi Refining had already been condensed and formed!
