Chapter 117
"ah!"
"Damn it! Run!!"
As the number of people rushing out from the corner increased, the sloppy man hiding behind another fork also showed a solemn look.
There were more than seventy Green Forest Horse Bandits chasing behind this group of players, half of whom were archers, all of whom were fully armed and had good archery skills. In just a few seconds of pursuit, seven of them were knocked down, causing eight people to run away with injuries!
The middle-aged sloppy man naturally would not think that more than forty players in the Creation Realm would be scared away by more than seventy bandits in the Creation Realm. He held his breath very carefully, stood quietly in a relatively hidden place, watching a group of people whistling past, and his eyes searched the bandits behind them.
soon!
He discovered that most of these players who were knocked down were shot dead by a man holding a giant silver metal bow...
The person holding the bow is very stunning, his hair is wide, his eyes are like an angry lion, his arms are like ape, giving people the feeling of being brave and domineering. The horse under him is fiery red, his eyes are bright and bright, and there is a diamond mark on his forehead, which is extremely majestic!
A man like a tiger and lion galloped very far ahead in the team of horse bandits. His silver giant bow was more than 1.5 meters tall, and his bow was smooth and tight, which was very eye-catching and deterrent in the sun.
The silver giant bow opens and closes frequently in the hands of the tiger and lion man! Every time he gathers his eyes, the sound of the bowstring is filled with a strong vibrating air. Every time he can nail a player directly into the ground, making people frightened.
After losing more than ten people in a row, the group of people who fled finally realized that the situation was not good...
The horse bandits deliberately controlled their speed and chased them behind slowly strangled them, which soon lost nearly half of their troops. They kept biting the people holding the tribute and were wiped out sooner or later.
"Drop the tribute!"
The man with the best body protection was obviously the leader of a group of people. After he calmed down, he realized that the other party was coming for the tribute and gritted his teeth and ordered his companions to throw away the escorts.
"Boss!!"
Three players holding the darts were hesitant.
This was something they had finally taken off from the Thirteen Stick Monk after careful planning. Now they sacrificed more than a dozen brothers for this, and they threw away the priceless tributes, which no one could easily let go.
"There is only one master of the mysterious realm! Let's go separately!"
One of them made a quick mind and made a loud suggestion.
The leader's eyes lit up:
"good!"
"One walk is one, this trip is not in vain!" As long as you can leave a tribute, today's sacrifice will be rewarded and a group of people will move quickly.
"cover!!"
The man in charge took the raid box from one of them, and gave the man a very fast speech. His internal force instantly broke through and left, and he made good fortune! His body lightened, his speed was fully opened, and he swept several meters and fell into the distance;
The other two turned at the same time and took the dart box to leave the official road...
The middle-aged sloppy man looked at him from a distance with his eyes lit up, and he whispered, "I'm not stupid enough at all." Before he finished speaking, the man quickly disappeared from the spot and chased one of them.
"Chasing separately!!"
The player was divided into three, and a group of bandits galloped on horseback were divided into three routes without saying a word, accelerating, and the rain of arrows chased behind and shot wildly...
The powerful man from the mysterious realm chased a group of people on the left.
With a long-distance cloud-piercing arrow, a group of people were shot and killed without running far away. The first dart box naturally fell into the hands of bandits in the Mysterious Realm.
The latter's eyes turned and fell to the battlefield where the battle was in full swing on the official road, with a slightly frown. With a command, the horse's hooves rushed towards the second dart box like a torrent.
On the official road, more than 20 horse bandits had no masters in the Mysterious Realm. Before they could break out, they were frantically counterattacked by more than a dozen masters in the Creation Realm!
Before, a group of NPCs chased them like prey for a long time. Now, when it comes to revenge, who is not fighting for life?
Each of them has very good strength to be able to bite the thirteen-stick monk, regardless of martial arts, equipment, or weapons!
Not to mention one against three, one against two can always be easy.
The situation changed suddenly!
In a short period of time, more than 20 horse bandits were chopped down by people and horses, and the hunting party turned into a gift under the player's sword. If it weren't for the blood that would turn black in a short period of time, the scene would probably be very bloody and shocking.
When the master of Xuanmiao Realm led his men to help, more than 20 horse bandits had all corpses on the official road, and a group of players scattered into birds and beasts!
"kill!"
The bandit leader in the mysterious realm had a cold look, and in a simple word, all the bandits chased them out... He beat the horse stocks himself and quickly caught up with two players...
Two popular moon chases, lightly nailing the two to the other prey in sight.
In this way, the number of people attacking the Thirteen Stick Monks quickly dropped to single digits, and continued to decrease under the pursuit of the masters of the Mysterious Realm.
but!
All this was done by all members of the team.
In order to hold the master of Xuanmiao Realm and protect the last two dart boxes, they can only use their lives as bait to attract the hatred of the master of Xuanmiao Realm as much as possible, drag it to this small piece of land to provide more time for the brothers who protect the dart boxes.
When the master of Mysterious Realm nailed the last person in his field of vision and opened the map again, the two red dots on the map had already gone to two places far away in different directions!
The eyebrows tightened.
A group of green forest horse bandits hurriedly divided into two rows again and disappeared at the end of the official road;
...
At the foot of Songshan Mountain, near the woods to the east, the man with a superior body protection looked firm, and ran wildly in the forest with a windy ground under his feet, holding a dart box in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. The previous embarrassment was gone, and it seemed much easier.
Because, not far behind him was a note that had just been received shortly, saying:
"Go west! Be careful on the way!"
Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long.
The man obviously forgot one thing.
This is Shaolin Temple in Songshan…
At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, Shaolin children appear frequently, and the brocade box in his hand is like a mobile radio station that constantly transmits signals, attracting all players in a radius of one mile.
Soon, figures appeared around the woods.
The man's face turned slightly pale and stopped in a terrifying manner.
Enemies are narrow!
Among the few people who came here, the leaders were all wearing gray-white monk robes and holding sticks with eyebrows. Under their pale faces, they had a long breath and stared at him with cold eyes - they were the thirteen-stick monks who had resurrected from Shaolin Temple...
...
On the official road outside the pavilion, bandits from the mysterious realm brought more than 20 horse bandits to the roar.
Chapter completed!