These arrows must be behind the two of them, but who are they behind?
The huge sound of wind entrained on the long stick of the hadron almost drowned out the whistling of the arrows.
What to listen to and distinguish taste, for now, is all nonsense.
Now in this situation, Wang Yang's fast sword is about to reach Yifan's throat, and the stick of the hadron is swept towards Yifan's waist from left to right.
Six arrows rushed from Hadron's armpits, shoulders, and ears, like deadly rattlesnakes, devouring Yifan.
At this moment, Yifan seemed to be forced into a corner, but there was no trace of panic on his face.
"Whoosh....!"
The wind sounded, and the big horizontal knife in Yifan's hand was thrown directly and casually by him, and shot towards the arm of the strong son......
"Bang..!"
A short friction sound sounded, Yi Fan's left hand directly held the blade that stabbed him, and in Wang Yang's horrified gaze, Yi Fan directly pulled Wang Yang towards him.
Although Wang Yang knew that Yifan's physical defense was strong, he didn't know that Yifan's physical defense had reached such a strong point.
Wang Yang was too obsessed with the sword, and he didn't react for a while, but was pulled over by Yifan.
Yi Fan saw that he didn't know how to let go, so he smiled helplessly, swept out with one foot, and the wind was loud.
"Peng....!"
Wang Yang was swept in the waist by Yifan's iron leg, and the person flew out like a cannonball.
All this lightning, Zhou Xin's arrows finally arrived at this time, but at this time Yifan's hands had been liberated, and Yifan's flexible hands were flying up and down, easily catching all six arrows.
As soon as they were caught together, Yi Fan also threw arrows through the direction of the arrows, shaking his hands, and six black rays shot out, instantly shooting into the grass.
However, Yifan estimated that he would slow down Zhou Xin's offensive and let him change places, just shoot a few arrows with his bare hands, and he might even hurt Zhou Xin.
"When...!"
Yifan's big horizontal knife was still picked off by Hadron in the end.
In this regard, Yifan disintegrated the strongest offensive of Zhou Xin, Qiangzi, and Wang Yang without using rock power.
Yi Fan's combat experience is so rich, under the condition that his own flesh is strong and he can't use rock power, the weapon has become a constraint, and Yi Fan decisively threw a big horizontal knife.
First, it unexpectedly blocked the offensive of the hadron.
Second, I freed my hands and returned to my most flexible state.
They are not rehearsing, although they are fighting, but the weapons in their hands are genuine, and Yifan did make the most correct choice the moment the three-way attack arrived.
The terrifying battle instinct and decision-making power were fully revealed, which also made Zhou Xin, Qiangzi, and Wang Yang secretly smack their tongues and scold perverts.
But no matter how much they scolded, it was useless, their surging offensive had just passed.
Yi Fan began to fight back, and the strong son had just shot Yi Fan's big horizontal knife away.
"Crackle...!"
Yi Fan had already pasted over like a shadow, his left leg was raised, and he pulled out like a whip, and the air was crackled with a whip.
"Peng...!"
In a hurry, the strong man held a stick in both hands.
Yi Fan's heavy legs were so easy to block, and Qiangzi was kicked out for the second time after Wang Yang.
However, he was obviously destined to be more tragic than Wang Yang, and the moment he flew out, Yi Fan shot out like a ghost, obviously trying to catch up with him and take advantage of this to solve him.
However, at this time, the grass shot out a few arrows again, and these arrows did not seem to be shooting towards Yifan, but seemed to shoot towards the hadron flying out horizontally.
Seeing this, Yi Fan also had to sigh at Zhou Xin's keenness, Zhou Xin's arrows, if Yi Fan didn't chase Hadron, there would be no, but if Yi Fan wanted to chase Hadron down, then these arrows would block Yi Fan's passage.
However, Yi Fan still rushed forward without hesitation, he stretched out his left hand, and instantly grabbed the two arrows that rushed in his face, and the other two arrows on his back, but Yi Fan ignored them.
"Dingding..!"
Yi Fan's back was glowing with a white luster, and he was forced by these two strong arrows, and Yi Fan's body felt that the arrow shot by Zhou Xin was even stronger and more penetrating than the last time he was hit by a bullet.
Although it did not shoot through Yifan's skin, it also left two red dots on Yifan's body, Zhou Xin's bow, which Yifan looked at carefully later, was an ancient recurve bow.
The bow is about one meter and two long, it is definitely a giant bow, and the most important thing is that the diameter of the bow blade of the recurve bow here is thicker than the arm, at first Yi Fan didn't care, because he didn't know much about the bow, and then when Zhou Xin was chatting, he listened to what Zhou Xin said.
This bow is actually a family heirloom of their family, listen to his father, this bow is the bow of the ancient prince "Xue Rengui", what is called "Earthquake Bow", everyone listened to Xuanhu, this, Zhou Xin himself did not believe it before, but after the end of the world, the more he studied, the more he found that this bow was unusual.
Although it may not be the bow of "Xue Rengui", even in the ancient times when there were many strongmen, it was definitely a divine bow.
Yi Fan didn't have time to feel how heavy Zhou Xin's arrow was at this time, because he wanted to take this opportunity to solve the strong son first.
Otherwise, if the hadron does not fall, they will have a point of support, and Wang Yang can hand out a snake-like long sword around the hadron at any time.
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Zhou Xin can also continue to hide in the distance, hiding arrows everywhere at any time.
However, he was about to lose the strong son soon, because at this time, Yi Fan fought hard to receive two arrows, and finally caught up with the fast retreating strong son.
"Boom....!"
Yifan unceremoniously grabbed Qiangzi's right leg with one hand and instantly slammed him to the ground.
"Ahh Top dog..
You're too dark!
The strong son lay on the ground on all fours, and for a while it was like a fork in breath, and he lost the battle.
But Yifan said indifferently: "If you really fight to the death, you will be abolished this time." ” "Whew..!"
Qiangzi fell, Wang Yang, Zhou Xin, the two did not give up, but they also knew that the defeat was decided.
Yi Fan's body was too strong compared to them, but Yi Fan was an existence that could fight hand-to-hand with a fourth-order lion and tiger beast.
Zhou Xin found that the power of his bow and arrow was really limited for Yi Fan, and the strong son fell, if he didn't come up with Wang Yang, Wang Yang alone would only lose faster, so he had to stand up and fight Yi Fan with Wang Yang, so there might be a first-line fighter.
Because, the combat skills in melee combat were all taught to them by Yi Fan, it can be said that Yi Fan knows each of them very well, after all, strictly speaking, they are all students taught by Yi Fan.
From the basic exercises, to the photo steps, to the improvement according to their own shooting habits, Yifan can be regarded as watching them come to the present step by step.
Wang Yang, Zhou Xin, shot from the left and right, Wang Yang had a broad-edged sword in his hand, and Zhou Xin had a soul devouring short sword in his hand.
Wang Yang shot a sword, Zhou Xin raised his pupils and eagle eyes, and the short sword was behind, and people came like ghosts.
When Wang Yang's sword stabbed out halfway, his body was indeed suddenly like a doppelganger, three shadows, three shadows, and three swords stabbed at Yifan at the same time, of course, only one here was true.
However, Yi Fan, who can't use elemental abilities and psychic abilities, can't tell the truth of these three shadows.
At the same time, Zhou Xin lunged and galloped, the short sword was behind, and he hadn't made a move, but three or four meters in front of Yifan, he suddenly turned into four figures and flew towards Yifan.
Four figures, four small changes in directions.
Four daggers, four different key points, of course, three of them are fake, but you must be able to distinguish them, or you can directly block them all, otherwise, maybe the figure you didn't resist is the real body.
The two of them attacked, turning into 7 figures in an instant, and for a while it seemed that it was difficult to distinguish between true and false, and the attacks of the two were already like arrows off the string, bursting out.
Yi Fan chuckled indifferently, as the person who taught Zhou Xin and Wang Yang to take pictures, plus seven years of combat experience in his previous life.
This photo step, if you can fool Yifan, it will be really weird.
Yi Fan's right foot was inserted into the soil, and with a random stir, two handfuls of dirt flew up in a row, instantly flying towards the figures of the two people, whether it was the real body or the phantom, they did not let go, the dirt splashed, and the truth defended itself.
The figure that can block the dirt is naturally the real body, and the figure that is passed through the mud is naturally a fake body, and since the real and fake body has been identified, it is much easier.
Zhou Xin and Wang Yang have never been, this photo can still be cracked like this in the battle, but since it has been cracked, they have no other way but to go directly.
Zhou Xin's speed was faster than Wang Yang, although he was still a late attacker, but the attack came first, galloping in front of Yi Fan's body, the short sword was reversed, and a sword slashed through Yi Fan's throat.
And at the same time, Wang Yang's long sword had already poured straight from the back of his neck.
One after the other, two attacks came at a rapid pace, at this critical moment "Ding...!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, Yi Fan turned his sword into a sword, and directly blocked the attack of the two with both hands again, but this time neither of them escaped.
Zhou Xin turned to the right and Wang Yang turned to the right, and the two of them still went one after the other, sandwiching Yifan in the middle, but changed their directions.
Yifan counterattacked, and just as they turned around, they kicked out directly at Zhou Xin, kicking Zhou Xin in the chest, and Zhou Xin was the moment when he changed positions and stopped.
If you want to move again, it's too late, Yifan's legs are too fast, and they have already poured into his chest like a black wind.
"Peng...!"
Zhou Xin only came and crossed his arms in front of his chest, and was kicked out with one leg.
Wang Yang saw that Zhou Xin was attacked, and when he switched to the front, he raised his right hand, and the sword in his hand stabbed like raindrops, and the entire arm and sword shadow all disappeared, only to see countless black rain shooting towards Yifan.
However, Yi Fan was not false to him at all, and stabbed out with the same sword with his hand, instantly turning into a rain of white light, and in a jingling bell, he and Wang Yang's sword came to fight quickly.
For a while, black rain and white light collided violently, and the sound of clanging was endless.