These six Meng Wei are wearing uniform black uniforms, and their strength ranges from the early stage of the day after tomorrow to the peak of the day after tomorrow.
What is different from normal people is that their eyes are full of indifference, and their bodies are full of murderous intent, as if they are not human at all, but more like killing machines.
After they saw Wang Fan, one of them shouted directly to the sky to attract his companions, while the others accelerated their speed and rushed towards Wang Fan.
See death as home.
"I have long heard that the Meng family and the Meng Wei are powerful. They are not afraid of death or pain. They can be called killing machines. Today, let me, Wang Fan, learn whether you are really as awesome as the legends say."
Wang Fan looked at Meng Wei who was rushing towards him, suddenly grinned and jumped up suddenly.
At the same time, he quickly grabbed the crossbow arrow in his hand, turned the direction, pointed directly at Meng Wei, and then fired directly.
Whoosh!
There was a loud noise, and the black arrows shot out like cannonballs, directly blasting through the chest of one of the Meng Weis. With a plop, Meng Wei fell to the ground screaming.
Your uncle!
The other five Meng Wei watched this scene and couldn't help but sobbing.
They thought Wang Fan was going to fight them hand to hand, but they never expected that Wang Fan would directly use crossbows.
Isn’t this too shameless?
Looking at their fallen companion, their steps couldn't help but stagnate slightly, and there was a hint of hesitation in Gujing Mubo's eyes.
No matter how powerful they are, no matter how unafraid of death, no matter how unscrupulous they are to achieve their goals, they are still human beings.
With bare hands, how could he beat Wang Fan who was holding a crossbow?
Wang Fan killed a Meng Wei with one shot. He was a little disappointed and said, "This Meng Wei of yours is not worthy of its name. It's so incompetent. I thought it could carry three or five arrows."
Damn it!
The five Meng guards wanted to scold their mothers again. Although they were dead warriors, they were still mortal bodies, not diamond-iron arms.
Plop, plop!
Just when they were stunned, Wang Fan fired arrows one after another without hesitation.
Such a close distance, coupled with the fact that the archer was Wang Fan, meant that the Meng Wei had no chance of evading.
As arrows were shot out one after another, they were like living targets in front of Wang Fan. They were hit by arrows one after another and fell to the ground.
It can be said that they were the most aggrieved Meng Wei who died. They were shot down by an arrow before they even had time to show their strength. They were simply useless heroes.
Wang Fan took care of the four of them in one go and looked at the last Meng Wei.
Because Meng Wei yelled to report the news, he was a beat slower than the other five people, so he naturally escaped temporarily.
He looked at the five companions who fell down in the blink of an eye, and couldn't help but froze on the spot for a moment. But even so, there was no fear or fear in his eyes.
"Hello, how are you."
Wang Fan said hello to this Meng Wei, and then turned the tip of the arrow to point at his head with a look of recognition on his face.
Really asked, "Tell me, can I blow your head off with my next arrow?"
Meng Wei said nothing, but stared at Wang Fan.
He only has mid-term acquired strength and does not have innate Qi, so he cannot withstand the violent impact of this crossbow arrow.
Moreover, he was more than ten meters away from Wang Fan. At this distance, it was absolutely impossible for him to subdue Wang Fan before Wang Fan could shoot the arrow.
His nerves were tense to the extreme, and his attention was completely focused on Wang Fan. He just hoped that he could avoid the arrow.
Whoosh!
There was a sound and Meng Wei fell to the ground subconsciously.
But then, his expression changed because he didn't feel the arrow being shot at all.
Not good, it’s a scam!
Meng Wei subconsciously raised his head and saw Wang Fan staring at him with a smile.
"Brother, you are still Meng Wei. Are you too cowardly? There are no arrows left. What are you afraid of?"
Wang Fan laughed so hard that he deserved to be beaten, "Meng Wei, Meng Wei, who is praised so well by others, turns out he is afraid of death. You are really smearing Meng Wei."
When Meng Wei heard this, he was still very angry no matter how calm he was.
Your uncle, are you so shameless?
An unknown fire burst out from his heart, and he suddenly jumped up from the ground, and then rushed towards Wang Fan crazily.
There was only ferocity and murderous intent in his eyes.
"Hey, you're still angry. Just because you're only in the middle of acquired life, you dare to pounce on me and kill me. Isn't it a little overestimating your capabilities?"
Wang Fan sneered, he unhurriedly pulled out the shadow knife and swung it towards Meng Wei.
laugh.
With just one blow, Meng Wei's left arm was cut off, and blood flowed out of nowhere.
In the middle of the day after tomorrow, he was no different from an ant in front of Wang Fan, so it was naturally effortless to clean him up.
Meng Wei was missing an arm, his expression didn't even change, and he didn't even bother to stop the bleeding. He waved his other fist and rushed towards Wang Fan again.
"Yes, I finally have some shadow of Meng Wei. What I like best are warriors like you who have no strength, but still rush to die." Wang Fan looked at this scene, chuckled, and waved again unhurriedly.
Draw a knife.
With a scoff, Meng Wei's other arm flew up, and the blood mist sprayed again.
"Aren't you afraid of death? Aren't you afraid of pain? I'll see if you are afraid of death or pain today!" Wang Fan sneered. The shadow knife instantly transformed into afterimages and slashed at Meng Wei crazily.
How could Meng Wei be Wang Fan's opponent? After just a few blows, he completely fell to the ground, his face turned ashen.
Wang Fan put away the shadow knife, glanced in the distance with a sarcastic face, and disappeared without a trace.
Not long after he left, dozens of Meng Wei arrived.
Looking at the scene in front of them, their pupils couldn't help but shrink severely. While their hearts felt chilly, they couldn't help but bursts of anger.
You bastard, you are so shameless and cruel! These six Meng Wei are wearing uniform black uniforms, and their strength ranges from the early days of the day after tomorrow to the peak of the day after tomorrow.
What is different from normal people is that their eyes are full of indifference, and their bodies are full of murderous intent, as if they are not human at all, but more like killing machines.
After they saw Wang Fan, one of them shouted directly to the sky to attract his companions, while the others accelerated their speed and rushed towards Wang Fan.
Regard death as home. .??.
"I have long heard that the Meng family and the Meng Wei are powerful. They are not afraid of death or pain. They can be called killing machines. Today, let me, Wang Fan, learn whether you are really as awesome as the legends say."
Wang Fan looked at Meng Wei who was rushing towards him, suddenly grinned and jumped up suddenly.
At the same time, he quickly grabbed the crossbow arrow in his hand, turned the direction, pointed directly at Meng Wei, and then fired directly.
Whoosh!
There was a loud noise, and the black arrows shot out like cannonballs, directly blasting through the chest of one of the Meng Weis. With a plop, Meng Wei fell to the ground screaming.
Your uncle!
The other five Meng Wei watched this scene and couldn't help but sobbing.
They thought Wang Fan was going to fight them hand to hand, but they never expected that Wang Fan would directly use crossbows.
Isn’t this too shameless?
Looking at their fallen companion, their steps couldn't help but stagnate slightly, and there was a hint of hesitation in Gujing Mubo's eyes.
No matter how powerful they are, no matter how unafraid of death, no matter how unscrupulous they are to achieve their goals, they are still human beings.
With bare hands, how could he beat Wang Fan who was holding a crossbow?
Wang Fan killed a Meng Wei with one shot. He was a little disappointed and said, "This Meng Wei of yours is not worthy of its name. It's so incompetent. I thought it could carry three or five arrows."
Damn it!
The five Meng guards wanted to scold their mothers again. Although they were dead warriors, they were still mortal bodies, not diamond-iron arms.
Plop, plop!
Just when they were stunned, Wang Fan fired arrows one after another without hesitation.
Such a close distance, coupled with the fact that the archer was Wang Fan, meant that the Meng Wei had no chance of evading.
As arrows were shot out one after another, they were like living targets in front of Wang Fan. They were hit by arrows one after another and fell to the ground.
It can be said that they were the most aggrieved Meng Wei who died. They were shot down by an arrow before they even had time to show their strength. They were simply useless heroes.
Wang Fan took care of the four of them in one go and looked at the last Meng Wei.
Because Meng Wei yelled to report the news, he was a beat slower than the other five people, so he naturally escaped temporarily.
He looked at the five companions who fell down in the blink of an eye, and couldn't help but froze on the spot for a moment. But even so, there was no fear or fear in his eyes.
"Hello, how are you."
Wang Fan said hello to this Meng Wei, and then turned the tip of the arrow to point at his head with a look of recognition on his face.
Really asked, "Tell me, can I blow your head off with my next arrow?"
Meng Wei said nothing, but stared at Wang Fan.
He only has mid-term acquired strength and does not have innate Qi, so he cannot withstand the violent impact of this crossbow arrow.
Moreover, he was more than ten meters away from Wang Fan. At this distance, it was absolutely impossible for him to subdue Wang Fan before Wang Fan could shoot the arrow.
His nerves were tense to the extreme, and his attention was completely focused on Wang Fan. He just hoped that he could avoid the arrow.
Whoosh!
There was a sound and Meng Wei fell to the ground subconsciously.
But then, his expression changed because he didn't feel the arrow being shot at all.
Not good, it’s a scam!
Meng Wei subconsciously raised his head and saw Wang Fan staring at him with a smile.
"Brother, you are still Meng Wei. Are you too cowardly? There are no arrows left. What are you afraid of?"
Wang Fan laughed so hard that he deserved to be beaten, "Meng Wei, Meng Wei, who is praised so well by others, turns out he is afraid of death. You are really smearing Meng Wei."
When Meng Wei heard this, he was still very angry no matter how calm he was.
Your uncle, are you so shameless?
An unknown fire burst out from his heart, and he suddenly jumped up from the ground, and then rushed towards Wang Fan crazily.
There was only ferocity and murderous intent in his eyes.
"Hey, you're still angry. Just because you're only in the middle of acquired life, you dare to pounce on me and kill me. Isn't it a little overestimating your capabilities?"
Wang Fan sneered, he unhurriedly pulled out the shadow knife and swung it towards Meng Wei.
laugh.
With just one blow, Meng Wei's left arm was cut off, and blood flowed out of nowhere.
In the middle of the day after tomorrow, he was no different from an ant in front of Wang Fan, so it was naturally effortless to clean him up.
Meng Wei was missing an arm, his expression didn't even change, and he didn't even bother to stop the bleeding. He waved his other fist and rushed towards Wang Fan again.
"Yes, I finally have some shadow of Meng Wei. What I like best are warriors like you who have no strength, but still rush to die." Wang Fan looked at this scene, chuckled, and waved again unhurriedly.
Draw a knife.
With a scoff, Meng Wei's other arm flew up, and the blood mist sprayed again.
"Aren't you afraid of death? Aren't you afraid of pain? I'll see if you are afraid of death or pain today!" Wang Fan sneered. The shadow knife instantly transformed into afterimages and slashed at Meng Wei crazily.
How could Meng Wei be Wang Fan's opponent? After just a few blows, he completely fell to the ground, his face turned ashen.
Wang Fan put away the shadow knife, glanced in the distance with a sarcastic face, and disappeared without a trace.
Not long after he left, dozens of Meng Wei arrived.
Looking at the scene in front of them, their pupils couldn't help but shrink severely. While their hearts felt chilly, they couldn't help but bursts of anger.
Bastard, so shameless and cruel!
This chapter has been completed!