Chapter 256

In a short time, Zhong Qian's heart suffered several times.

Reason has been preventing him from rushing out, not because he is afraid of death, but because he knows that he is not only carrying his own life.

He is the arrow God and the symbol of the Nightingale organization. His companions are watching him and the mountain people in xiafeng district are watching him. So he can't fall down and fail, which will make many people's faith have no sustenance.

He gritted his teeth and endured it. He watched Lu Ping and the five of them walk towards the avenue and rush up from the front without hesitation.

"Idiot!"

When Zhong Qian was so angry that he shouted, the fight had begun at the foot of the mountain.

Even though he thought it was death, Zhong Qian was looking forward to Lu Ping. Of course, they could successfully save people and survive.

But the five guys didn't have any plans at all. They rushed up in a daze and extinguished the already slim hope of Zhong Qian.

At that moment, he had closed his eyes and didn't want to see the tragic scene. Until the two companions around him shouted, "got it!"

Got it?

Just for a minute?

Zhong Qian quickly opened his eyes. Sure enough, he saw that the suspended Mosen had been saved and the five people had begun to evacuate.

"It's all right!" Zhong Qian was stunned. It was a miracle.

However, he immediately found that the situation of the five people was not very good, and they were all saved, but it was difficult to say whether they could get rid of the pursuit of the city Lord's residence.

"Answer!"

At this moment, Zhong Qian did not hesitate, did not hesitate.

Lu Ping, they can even create such miracles. He really can't continue to be a bystander.

"Give me the bow!" Zhong Qian shouted as he rushed out.

His two companions, a man and a woman, the man's name is Ge Feng and the woman's name is fan fan. Seeing him rush out, they didn't hesitate to keep up with him, but their faces changed when he asked.

"Your current state..."

"Don't worry, give it to me!" Zhong Qian directly interrupted what he wanted to say.

On the north exit Avenue, Chu Min has decided to sacrifice herself to buy time for Lu Ping and them to get away. An arrow, which was as strong as the wind, flew from behind her and directly shot a spy's head. Wei Hu, who escaped the arrow in a hurry, ignored the dead spy and was about to catch up. But as soon as he stepped out, there was a tearing pain in his waist, which made him fall over here.

Wei Hu quickly stepped to his feet, and the pain was even worse. When he saw that his waist was already dripping with blood, he touched his hand and left a deep wound there.

Which arrow?

Wei Hu was shocked.

Although he was in a hurry, he could be sure that he had completely avoided the arrow, which meant that the wound was hurt by the arrow wind when the arrow flew by. How powerful was the arrow falling to the ground?

Wei Hu subconsciously turned back to see the spy who was shot in the head by the arrow, but he was seeing Wei Meng's panic face shouting at him.

What are you talking about?

When Wei Hu saw Wei Meng's mouth one by one, he was very hard, but he couldn't hear a sound. The panic on Wei Meng's face had turned into despair.

Yes?

Wei Hu found that Wei Meng suddenly became so low that he had to look down on him, and neither of them had much action!

Then, Wei Hu saw his body, and the blood on his neck was scattered like a fountain.

Where's my head?

Wei Hu's consciousness finally stagnated in this doubt. His head turned somersault in the air and fell to the ground. His eyes still stared at his body that had not fallen.

"Ah ah!!!"

Mighty roared.

The sound sent by the spirit of Ming makes many garrison soldiers who only perceive the realm and have made no achievements in the spirit of Ming show a painful look.

But this is not a sound attack ability after all. It has little impact on Lu Ping and his practitioners who have been promoted to the realm of penetration.

The five people evacuated quickly, including Chu min, who was preparing to leave for the World War I. after Zhong Qian's reception, they also followed behind the four people again to cover the retreat.

Wei Meng was very painful and angry. He was roaring, but he hesitated to catch up with spies and garrison soldiers.

Instead of looking at the five people close at hand, they tried their best to deal with, they looked at the far end. Many people's eyesight was not even enough to see the place, Zhong Qian, his bow and his arrows.

The first arrow, the arrow wind hit Wei Hu hard and burst a spy's head.

The second arrow, like a sword, flew directly to the head of the guard tiger. A garrison team leader wearing armor was shot through by the arrow company.

Now, the third arrow.

Strings, like thunder, reverberate throughout the; The arrow was like a lightning flash. As soon as the string rang, the arrow had already arrived in front of him.

The arrow was very accurate and directed at another leader in a pile of people: Wei Meng!

Arrow!

Bring a string of blood.

Just like Wei Hu, he evaded the front, but he was inevitably hurt by the arrow wind. Wei Meng expected that the next arrow of the other party would hit him. Before the bow rang, he was already dodging. Even so, he was finally hurt by the arrow wind.

Behind him, the blood fog was filled one after another, and one after another spies and soldiers showed frightened expressions. This arrow even shot through four people in a row.

It was only hesitation before. This time, everyone stopped, including Wei Meng.

He covered the wound cut by the arrow wind. He was really not sure to avoid it again.

Is this the real arrow of God?

Wei Meng was already afraid. Previously, on the boulder at the north exit, he dodged an arrow from his opponent and paid back with the heads of mountain people. He thought the arrow of God was nothing more than that.

Now he knew that there had been some misunderstanding before, and the power of that arrow could not be compared with that at this time.

Forward? No longer dare. Wei Meng is more worried about what he should do with the next arrow. He doesn't even dare to retreat, lest any action give the other party a chance to take advantage of it.

But the fourth arrow didn't come. They didn't know that Zhong Qian had vomited blood three times and was completely unconscious.

Seeing Lu Ping's five people running away, they didn't dare to chase them, but they didn't wait for another arrow.

Wei Meng realized that the opponent's ability to control such an unstoppable arrow was limited. The three arrows may have exceeded the opponent's limit.

"Keep chasing!" Wei Meng roared.

Everyone hesitated.

Unlike Wei Hu and Wei Meng, they can dodge. When they met the arrow, death was the only way home.

Wei Meng can make such a decision, but they dare not. The previous three arrows have completely frightened them.

Wei Meng, who covered his wound, chased forward for a few steps, and then noticed that there was something wrong. Looking around, no one came up.

Wei Meng looked back and saw that everyone looked like begging for mercy, as if he was asking them to die.