The clothes were torn, and what Feng Buhui saw was a face that couldn't be told whether it was ugly or weird. That face shouldn't even be called a face.
The facial features are like a poorly carved tree root that failed to be carved, with concave and convex cracks and endless knots. The skin is like a piece of mottled rotten old bark, and the whole body exudes the smell of moss and rotten leaves.
The limbs were like dry old trees covered with branches, and various signs indicated that the monster killed halfway was not human.
After realizing this, Feng Buhui did not flinch.
As a mercenary with rich combat experience, Feng Buhui knew that unnecessary flinching would only bring disaster.
Almost subconsciously, the five fingers of his left hand flexibly clasped the crossbow, just like when he used to shoot a crossbow with his right hand, firing the crossbow and shooting beautifully.
There were arrow shadows, five arrows shot out like hungry wolves, running side by side without any difference.
The light of the arrow tore through the air and shot straight towards the masked man in black. It was really menacing. As soon as the light of the arrow arrived in the blink of an eye, his confidence immediately increased. Even if Feng Buhui had lost his hand, it would have been difficult for him to shoot like this.
Fast crossbow.
As long as the opponent is a profound practitioner in the Earth Profound Realm, even if his cultivation level is higher than his, Feng Buhui can confidently kill him with one arrow.
Without missing a beat, five arrows hit the rotten wood monster.
The black-clothed monster's body shook, and all five arrows pierced his body, piercing through it.
After hearing the sound, Feng Buhui not only lost his joy, but also showed a bit of confusion on his face. He used the crossbow to kill the mysterious beast, and there were countless opponents. The sound of the arrow entering the flesh was not like this. This sound was like
During his target practice, the arrow hit the wood, which was too dull.
"Jiejie, a cripple with a broken arm can still fire such an arrow. This arrow can actually penetrate my body, which is worthy of commendation," the black-clothed monster stammered with his chest in his chest.
"Bang", those five arrows suddenly shot back.
Feng Buhui rolled around and barely avoided the crossbow arrows.
A series of obscure and strange words spat out from the mouth of the rotten tree monster.
His pronunciation is very strange, not like the language of the human race, and even Feng Buhui, who has traveled around the world for a long time and has experienced extraordinary things, can't understand it.
The rotten tree monster thought faster and faster, and the ground began to shake. Tree vines like tentacles came out of the ground and entangled Feng Buhui's body, making it difficult for him to move.
"Boy, I'll give you another chance. Who gave you the devil crystal, and where is that person now? Otherwise, I will tear you in half from head to toe immediately," the rotten tree monster said patiently.
"Bah, you evil ghost, don't be complacent. It's just death. Don't even think of asking a single word from my mouth." Feng Buhui waved the crossbow, still unyielding, and broke a few tree vines.
"Death, you think it's that easy. I'm going to make your life worse than death." The masked man in black chopped off his feet and brutally passed through Feng Buhui's body. A huge thick vine rolled like a poisonous snake and pierced through
The left shoulder of Feng Buhui.
A trickle of blood spurted out instantly, and the giant vine swept away again, throwing Feng Buhui into the air.
Feng Buhui's body fell heavily, followed by another giant vine, this time it was Feng Buhui's left leg that was pierced.
One after another, each time it was a heart-wrenching stab. Feng Buhui's body soon became like a broken leaf full of holes, and finally fell heavily to the ground.
From the beginning to the end, he never begged for mercy, and his five blood-stained fingers clung to the crossbow.
The blood has soaked the small piece of land red.
Feng Buhui gritted his teeth, knowing that he would not survive.
"Stubborn boy, you think you can be cleared up after you die. Jie Jie, you have completely angered me. I want to tear apart your family and everyone in the town. This is all because of you,
Because you refused to tell me the whereabouts of the Devil Mother Crystal," the black-clothed monster roared angrily.
On the branches nearby, several carrion owls that smelled the breath of death stopped on the branches, staring at the humanoid man on the ground with their glowing eyes.
"No regrets, brother, I will also be a mercenary in the future," the little brother's cute smile lingered in his mind.
"No regrets, you are the eldest son in the family. After my father passes away, you must take good care of your younger brother and your mother," my father entrusted me before he died.
"No regrets, you are already old. When will your mother have a big fat grandson?" The concerned words of the enthusiastic neighbor ladies are still in my ears.
"If you don't regret it, come and tell everyone about your career as a mercenary." The neighbors' friends eagerly invited him to drink.
He hates and regrets so much, he hates, hates his own uselessness, hates that he can't kill this monster who has killed countless brothers.
These are his most precious treasures and must not be destroyed by them.
Feng Buhui's eye sockets were about to burst open, and countless bloodshot eyes burst out near them.
His bloody fingers began to move, and with his last breath, he clenched the bow.
The lines on the crossbow bow seemed to be alive, twisting and turning into blue-red veins. When they saw flesh and blood, they started biting like ants.
But for Feng Buhui at this moment, he no longer knew what pain was.
The crossbow was slowly integrated into his flesh and blood, and the red light suddenly became brighter. The dazzling red light made the rotten wood monster unable to open its eyes for a moment.
"Monsters, don't even think about touching one of their hairs," a thrilling roar came from Feng Buhui's throat, and his whole body was surrounded by red light.
Where Feng Buhui originally stood, there was no human figure, and there was only a crossbow as tall as a person.
On the crossbow, the originally dim ancient arrow patterns came to life at that moment. A flash of crystal emerald red, brighter than blood, spurted out.
The emerald-colored red arrow shot out and transformed into a luan bird in mid-air. The wings of the luan bird fluttered out, and countless feathers turned into sharp arrows.
The arrows scraped against the air and turned into fist-sized fireballs.
The black-clothed monster opened its eyes wide and looked at the fireballs in the sky with disbelief. It was originally a tree demon of the wood genus and was naturally afraid of fire.
The fire that filled the sky came like rain, and it retreated.
It was too late. That day, a fire broke out in the woods outside Fenglinwan Town for no apparent reason. Countless tendons were ignited by the fire and the trees turned into charcoal.
The monster in black struggled in pain and howled. Thick green sap spurted out from its body, and the stench was unpleasant.
It was swallowed up by the fireball and turned into an ugly pile of ashes.
The sounds of heavy breathing echoed one after another in the firelight.
The giant bow fell to the ground and turned into Feng Buhui, whose limbs were all bloody and bloody. His body was covered with coquettish lines.
In the distance, the younger brother's cry came. A faint smile appeared on Feng Buhui's lips, and a glistening tear fell from the corner of his eye.