Zhang Jun struggled with his expression, and then gave up the idea.
Not to mention that this was the seventeenth floor, he wouldn't have dared to jump down at all. The most important thing was that they had offended the Daowu Sect. Even if he did jump, would he be able to escape?
Boom, boom, boom.
A rapid knock on the door suddenly sounded, followed by a rough shout.
"Open the door, open the door immediately. We know there is someone inside, and if you don't open the door for a minute, we will rush in immediately."
"Don't worry, we are only looking for people and have no malicious intent. If there is no person we are looking for inside, we will never hurt you."
The tone was firm yet soft, but it still gave people a heavy sense of oppression.
When Lu Xiaoai and the other two heard this, their hearts were lifted. They did not dare to say anything, and even their breathing became rapid.
They calmed down, carefully grabbed the boiling water they had prepared, and tiptoed closer to both sides of the door, not daring to breathe.
Now, they just wait for people from outside to break in, and then throw out the boiling water in their hands.
However, their hands holding the kettle were trembling.
be terribly upset.
Outside the room, there were more than a dozen young people standing with a murderous aura all over their bodies.
Not all of them are tall and majestic, but each of them is full of ruthlessness, giving people an indescribable sense of danger.
More than a dozen people were divided into three groups, with two groups holding crossbows and standing against the walls on both sides, cautiously.
The two of them stood at the front door. One was knocking on the door, the other was behind. The man behind was holding a crossbow and pointing at the door. His expression was indescribable, and he was ready.
The young man who knocked on the door frowned when he saw no response from inside. He knocked three times again and said impatiently, "I'll count to three. If you don't open the door again, don't blame us for breaking in."
"one."
"two."
He had already begun to count, and stood on tiptoe with his right foot, lifting his strength vigorously, and doing
Ready to break in.
"Three." After counting the third number, he raised his legs and was about to break in. When there was a creak, the door next to him suddenly opened.
The atmosphere at the scene was already a bit tense, and these dozen people were also cautious as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
The sudden sound of opening the door made them stunned for a moment, and they all looked over while sweating.
"Hi, hello everyone, are you looking for me?" A young man walked out of the neighbor's house. The young man smiled warmly and waved his hand to greet them.
"Wang Fan?"
When the dozen or so people saw the young man, their expressions changed drastically in an instant!
Without any hesitation, they reversed their direction in an instant and pointed towards Wang Fan.
"Congratulations, you guessed it right." When Wang Fan's voice came out, his whole body moved.
When his toes touched the ground, he was already close to the young man closest to him like a ghost.
When the opponent had just changed direction and before he had time to pull the trigger, Wang Fan's right foot had already hit his leg hard.
Bang!
The young man was kicked and flew backwards. He no longer had the ability to shoot arrows.
Wang Fan didn't stop, he rushed forward suddenly and stepped out again.
The three young men were stepped on instantly and fell directly to the ground.
At this time, Wang Fan had already picked up the crossbow and started firing without mercy.
Swish swish swish swish.
Six arrows spurted out instantly, and the six young men fell to the ground screaming.
Wang Fan didn't pause, and sprang out like a tiger. While one of the young men was about to shoot, he fiercely
He slammed into his arms.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and the young man was knocked out and fell to the ground hard. The crossbow arrow in his hand also fell to the ground.
At the same time, three more young people were knocked to the ground.
The momentum is like a rainbow.
The other young people looked at this scene and were not surprised but happy.
"Come together and kill him!"
"Our people will be here soon and we will stop him at all costs!"
While roaring, they put away their crossbows, took out their daggers and killed Wang Fan.
Although they had not seen Wang Fan's fierce performance in Xue Mansion with their own eyes, they had heard about it.
Hundreds of people, as well as forty or fifty guns, were all knocked down by Wang Fan ruthlessly. It can be said that they were a tough mess.
According to normal circumstances, Wang Fan should be able to deal with these dozen of them effortlessly and in an instant.
But in fact, several minutes have passed and Wang Fan has not turned them away.
The most important thing is that they did not feel invincible in Wang Fan.
Regardless of Wang Fan's speed, momentum, or anything else, there was no way he could completely crush them or give them an oppressive feeling.
Whoosh!
The two young men, almost in no particular order, rushed to Wang Fan quickly, pierced the air with their sharp daggers, and stabbed Wang Fan directly.
One dagger stabbed Wang Fan in the head, and the other dagger plunged directly into Wang Fan's heart.
Cruel and cruel.
Wang Fan grinned, grabbed the crossbow arrow in his right hand and threw it suddenly.
Whoosh!
The crossbow arrow broke through the air and hit a young man who was about to make a sneak attack. Blood spurted out and the young man fell to the ground unconscious.
Wang Fan didn't even look at him as he smashed out
While firing the crossbow, his hands were already grabbing wildly.
His hands directly grabbed the wrists of the two young men holding daggers, and then twisted them hard. While breaking their wrists, he pierced their daggers into each other's bodies.
Blood sprayed out, and the two young men fell to the ground one after another with disbelief.
At this time, a big foot kicked from behind, the sound of wind was hunting, and the momentum was unparalleled.
About three or four meters in front of Wang Fan, another young man had already raised his crossbow and pointed it at Wang Fan.
Wang Fan's expression changed drastically. Without any hesitation, he rushed towards the young man holding the arrow.
But even so, Wang Fan was a step too slow, and bang, the big foot of the young man behind kicked Wang Fan hard on the back, causing Wang Fan to spurt out a mouthful of blood.
At the same time, whoosh, a sharp arrow shot over.
Wang Fan staggered, and another cluster of blood mist splashed on his left shoulder.
However, Wang Fan did not fall down. Instead, he gritted his teeth and rushed in front of the young man. Before the other man could launch a second arrow, he punched him in the chest.
Bang.
There was a loud noise.
The young man screamed and fell out.
Wang Fan snatched the crossbow arrow from his hand, then swept it away with his kick, then turned around and shot three arrows at the young man behind him.
swish swish
Three arrows hit the young man, and he fell down.
At this moment, along with a series of clattering footsteps, a group of swordsman elites rushed up.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and turned around to run away without even thinking about attacking.
"Chase, chase quickly. He is Wang Fan. He is injured and his strength is greatly reduced. He is not as strong as the legend says. Chase quickly!"
The young man looked at the large number of reinforcements, pointed at Wang Fan's back and roared crazily.