This arrow was shot right into the boot of the wronged middle-aged polluter.
And it's not located in the middle of the boots.
Rather, it is located in the marginal area at the toe.
The tail of the arrow trembled. roar The aggrieved middle-aged polluter's eyes were red, and he suddenly clenched his fists, keeping his face full of sadness, but he couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar angrily.
No more running.
Both feet felt as if they had taken root on the ice.
More than the right foot that hit the arrow did not move.
This is true even for an intact left foot.
A young archer who shoots an arrow.
A strange scream suddenly yelled at him.
"The ragdoll is with me, I've stripped it all of its clothes, and it's almost killing itself in shame."
The aggrieved middle-aged polluter's eyes widened.
Two tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"Give it back to me" A terrible voice sounded in an instant.
The voice fell. burst With a strange tearing sound, he began to run again.
Turn around.
Stride towards the young hunter who shoots the arrow, like a mad cow.
The feet are off the ice.
But he didn't leave completely.
On the front of the boot, a small half of it is still on the ice.
And not only that.
Look closely.
You can see that inside the boot left behind, there is an object like a big toe, which is still in the boot, nailed to death by a powerful arrow.
A small amount of black source power gushing out of it.
It was shown to be an important part of the body of the aggrieved middle-aged polluter.
Don't look back.
Slip out hundreds of meters away.
With the help of the power of the attack, Zhou Bai and the young hunter surnamed Xie, who got rid of the wronged middle-aged polluter, leaned against a cold ice wall with their backs, and gasped for breath together.
After a slight recovery.
The two of them commented at the same time.
"Dirty, it's so dirty, I didn't expect there to be a more shameless guy than me, worthy of being an assister who is a step above me in my current position."
"If he can go back alive, uh, I don't know if his sudden change in personality will be accepted by his own mother" burst The two of them finished speaking.
Look at each other.
Then he laughed evilly at the same time.
Sou When the two of them laughed evilly, a source arrow reappeared at a location nearly a kilometer away from them.
As concocted, he shot the right foot of the wronged middle-aged polluter again.
But this time, the one who shot and pinned it to the ice was replaced by another finger on the side of the big toe.
The reason is simple.
The big toe is gone, and what are you shooting.
"Your rag doll is here, come and get it, because one second later, I can't help but want to split it up."
A middle-aged hunter who shoots an arrow from afar.
The cheap voice was angry and provoked him from afar.
That tone.
That expression.
Let everyone who sees it want to throw his whole old face and simply throw it to the ground and step on it desperately.
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And the aggrieved middle-aged polluter whose brain is completely in an abnormal state has no hesitation at all.
A whimper.
Forcibly tearing off the other toe that had been shot by the arrow.
Turn and chase after him.
There is an extra wound in his back, and he finally escapes the young assist hunter who ascended to heaven.
A cold sweat.
Sit on the ice.
But he muttered.
"It's so brutal, I didn't expect Brother Wang to be more shameless than me, this kind of cruel rhetoric can be said calmly, and it doesn't affect the emotions of being a hunter at all, I'm really convinced."
Go round and round.
A few assists were like monkeys.
The aggrieved middle-aged polluter was on a large glacier, and he turned around and took it around a few times.
The last assist is for a middle-aged hunter who looks quite calm.
Bolted.
Instead of running to areas where there are ice peaks and the terrain is more suitable for ambushes.
But with the polluter, he ran to a flat snowfield with an incomparably wide view.
Step on a sheet of soft snow.
The middle-aged hunter's expression changed.
Suddenly shouted.
"It's coming" Before he finished speaking, his whole body bent his knees and jumped up.
Leap farther away with all your might.
The eyes of the aggrieved middle-aged polluter changed, and the grievance and ferocity were intertwined.
Use your feet to exert force.
Faster than the jumper, chase after the jumper. bang Just when we were about to catch up.
The snow field in front of it exploded, and a figure emerged from under the snow.
There was a flash of thick white in his hand.
Straight to the wronged middle-aged polluter and cut off the right leg. bang Cut out a wound that was enough to see the leg bone of his inner Senran.
The aggrieved middle-aged polluter lowered his head and waved his right hand.
Sharp as a claw, the claws of the black source force are curved.
Snatched at the head of the hunter who had suddenly risen from the snow.
Sou Another figure sprang up from his left side, out of the snow, and slammed an axe into the back of his neck.
The aggrieved middle-aged polluter squatted downward.
Steer clear of this axe.
But the claws remained firm toward the hunter.
Just as the tip of the claw was only a stone's throw from the hunter's head, a figure from the snow on the other side stabbed him in the forehead with a single shot. bang Stabbed in the middle.
The aggrieved middle-aged polluter retreated violently.
The claws eventually failed.
After retreating four or five meters, he regained his footing.
A cut in his forehead.
Rich black source power poured out wildly from the mouth.
But obviously, although this shot hit the target, it did not bring him fatal damage.
It can only be said that the strength of the gunman is slightly worse.
Unable to completely break through its hard skull with a single shot.
But just as he continued to try to rush back, the three people who had dealt him three consecutive blows before. bang A knife slashed down behind him.
The aggrieved middle-aged polluter turned his head at a critical juncture.
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A knife slashed him in the left shoulder.
Most of the knife face has sunk into its shoulder.
Turn around.
Aggrieved middle-aged polluters are mad and mixed with dementia.
It's a pity that this is a turn full of anger.
But only half of it was turned out.
When he turned ninety degrees.
The sight was dark.
A sledgehammer slammed into his left head with frantic speed, obscuring all of his vision.
Hit it with precision. bang There was a muffled sound.
The aggrieved middle-aged polluter is like a spinning top, turning in a circle and moving to the other side.
It's not about how deep the hammer wheel is.
It's just a coincidence of how it appeared.
The timing of the hammer is wonderful.
Even with his greater strength, the polluter still couldn't stop it, and it was a heavy blow.
Whoosh Just when he was smashed by this hammer and turned involuntarily within four or five meters, he turned dizzy.
It goes to the region.
Five or six figures jumped out of the flat snow at the same time.
Five or six different weapons.
In a crazy way, he attacked him in three ways at the same time.
Click A crunch sound came from the knee of his right leg.
The wronged middle-aged polluter knelt down.
This kneeling was not only because his right knee was out of his hand, but more importantly, there were four or five weapons on his shoulders and back, which were pressed down like Mount Tai pressing on the top.
The whole person was pressed to the ground on his knees.
The aggrieved middle-aged polluter cried.
Can be after a cry.
The muscles of his face twisted in an instant.
The muscles of the left foot tightened.
Eyes wide open.
Stand up.
Inch by inch, he stood up against the damage and suppression of several source force condensation weapons.
Just as his left leg was about to stand completely straight.
When the lumbar also begins to straighten back at the same time.
A figure.
Leaping silently out of the flat snow directly in front of it.
Leap more than a meter high.
Volley.
A gray-white power rod condensed and formed in an instant: