Yang Laosan was in shock and was too scared to say a word. He just held on to Zhou Yuan tightly, fearing that he would abandon her.
Phew! Phew!
Long arrows whizzed past the heads of the two men, almost grazing their scalps several times.
The stone covering them was not big enough to hide from one person, but now two people were hiding behind it, making it look very crowded.
Zhou Yuan glanced at his opponent.
Although two of them have been eliminated, there are quite a few of them, at least more than twenty people. Now they have spread out, each has found a hiding place, and slowly surrounds Zhou Yuan and the others.
How cunning!
When he rolled down just now, the long sword in Zhou Yuan's hand had been lost. Now his hands are empty. It is impossible to deal with them from a distance.
"Yang Laosan, hurry up and get down the hillside. Don't cause trouble for me here."
"I won't leave!" Yang Laosan deliberately pretended to be resolute and said: "These guys are ungrateful, and I will fight them to the death."
Just you?
Zhou Yuan frowned slightly, feeling very happy in his heart. He was told to run for his life, but he actually refused. If he wanted to protect his safety, it would be difficult to do so.
"You are no match for them!"
"The dragon whip is buried in my backyard!" Yang Laosan saw a man in black approaching and said hurriedly: "I'm going to atone for my sins now. I hope you can let my family go. They have nothing to do with this matter."
Without waiting for Zhou Yuan to answer, he rushed directly towards the man in black, raised the kitchen knife in his hand, and rushed towards the man in black's throat, using the same death-defying technique.
He moved very quickly.
Zhou Yuan was slightly startled. From the corner of his eye, he saw a man in black bending his bow and setting an arrow. He kicked him with a series of kicks and kicked him away.
The longbow slipped.
Zhou Yuan reached out to catch it and immediately aimed at the man in black who was fighting Yang Laosan.
Whoosh!
An arrow hit the center of the eyebrow, and the man in black fell to the ground. Yang Laosan also fell to the ground. He was hit by several knives and immediately lost his fighting ability.
Zhou Yuan immediately stretched out his hand to pull out the long arrow on the ground, keeping his body close to the ground. As long as there was the slightest movement, his long arrow would fly over.
Less than a quarter of an hour.
The man in black fell down, and the remaining people had already run away. Only Zhou Yuan was left breathing heavily, and there was no movement around him.
Listen for a while.
Zhou Yuan concluded that there was no one around, so he walked towards the nearest man in black, tore off the mask on his face, and took a look in the moonlight.
Oh my God!
This person's face has no facial features, only uneven scars. It looks particularly terrifying. Even though Zhou Yuan has seen many scenes, he is secretly frightened.
Don't want to believe this fact.
Zhou Yuan pulled off a few more masks, and they seemed to be pasting and copying. Fangjiazhuang could not be so scary, they definitely came from a certain sect.
"Yang Laosan, are you still alive?" Zhou Yuan turned around and glanced at Yang Laosan lying on the ground. Seeing that he was motionless, he asked tentatively.
Yang Laosan's voice was weak: "These men in black are all from the Qingcheng Sect, and I am also a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect. I was kicked out because I made a mistake."
"Stop talking!" Seeing that there was blood all around him, Zhou Yuan stopped him loudly: "I will take you back to Yaowang Village now, hoping to save your life."
Yang Laosan was surprised.
Zhou Yuan actually wanted to save himself. There was no friendship between them. If the Qingcheng Sect knew of his betrayal, the whole family would be in trouble.
"You can't save me!" Yang Laosan said bitterly: "It's more uncomfortable to be alive than to be dead."