The humble villain

Then, Lin Fan took out an arrow from somewhere, put the arrow on it and drew the bow in one go.

The gorgeous bow was instantly pulled into a full moon shape.

“Swoosh~~~~~~~~”

Accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, the arrow instantly turned into a stream of light and shot towards the old man.

“Hahaha~~~~~~~”

"You are just a third-level spiritual master and you want to shoot me to death."

"Lin Fan, I'm afraid you haven't woken up yet!"

The old man casually threw out a blue light, instantly dispersing the energy on the arrow.

Just when the old man thought there was no more threat, an arrow instantly pierced through the blue light and shot towards the old man.

How can this be?

But the current situation obviously did not allow the old man to think too much.

The old man quickly swung his knife towards the arrow.

“Swoosh~~~~~~”

The old man only felt a huge force coming at him, and suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

He quickly looked down and saw a bloody hole that was transparent from front to back appearing on his chest.

"What a fast arrow, what a powerful force."

"Mr. Qian, are you okay?"

Upon seeing this, a Zhu family warrior stepped forward and asked:

The old man shook his head and then said with a smile:

"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

"Just a crude warrior."

Before the old man finished speaking, a flame suddenly ignited in his chest.

“BOOM~~~~~~”

As an explosion sounded, looking towards the old man's position, there was only a mouth lying there alone.

Damn it! His vitality had clearly been dispersed, so why did the arrows Lin Fan shot explode?

This scene made everyone so angry that they were about to burst into tears.

Who would have thought that with so many of them chasing after Lin Fan, one of them would be killed by him.

Lin Fan glanced at the old man and smiled slightly.

I don't know, does the villain die because he talks too much? If you are so talkative, who else will die?

Then Lin Fan bent his bow and drew his arrow again.

"Swish swish~~~~~"

Accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, countless arrows shot towards the rear.

Lin Fan kept drawing the bow and shooting arrows, his arms were so fast that only afterimages could be seen.

"This guy is incredibly strong. Don't try to block his arrows. Get out of the way."

A middle-aged man saw this and quickly reminded:

But just as he said this, he heard a series of explosions.

"Damn it! Didn't I tell you not to take his arrows?"

Lin Fan's arrows really hit the target at this moment. After each arrow was shot, a victim would appear.

It’s not that Lin Fan’s arrows are so accurate.

There were simply too many people chasing after them, especially as they were charging towards Lin Fan's arrows.

There is no need to aim, just shoot and everyone will bump into the arrows.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen warriors from the Zhu family fell.

It's a pity that, apart from that chatterbox old man, only three sixth-level Spirit Realm warriors were killed.

This is because the ones behind didn’t react in time.

When everyone reacted, as long as they tried to dodge, it would be difficult to hit them with Lin Fan's random shooting.

but it does not matter.

The fifth level of the spiritual realm is also a huge military investment, right?

“Hahahaha~~~~~~~~”

"Go ahead, go ahead! Shoot you bastards to death."

While Lin Fan was chatting and laughing, several more powerful fifth-level spiritual realm warriors fell under Lin Fan's arrows.

"In this situation, I must recite a poem."

"A thousand arrows fly when the bowstring is swung, and a rat can be shot through the willow bark at a hundred paces."

"The hand shadows tumble as fast as lightning, never missing a target, showing divine power."

"Listen up, you rats of the Fang family. The one who shot you today is the Fang family's little archery god Lin Fan."

He's so damn good at pretending.

With your level, you are still a little archer? You are almost a little bitch.

With Lin Fan's encouragement, the Zhu family's speed increased by another 3 points.

At this moment, Lin Fan seemed to be having a lot of fun. He shot arrows in various strange positions towards the back.

This is a tough time for the dragon guards under him.

"Lin Fan, just shoot your mother's archery properly, can you please stop squirming around?"

"Okay, Brother Long, I must give you half of the credit this time."

"Who the hell cares about this kind of achievement?"

"How many people have you killed?"

"Fifty-seven."

Just as Lin Fan finished speaking, two more explosions were heard.

"No, now it's fifty-nine."

"How many?"

"Sixty-one."

"...Um, do you think I'm running steadily?"

"Do you want me to lower myself a little more?"

"It's okay, this is fine."

"Brother Long, what do you think of the poem I just wrote?"

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

You call that a poem? If you hadn't called it a poem, I wouldn't have known it was a poem.

"From the poem you just wrote, I can see your unique creativity and the courage to express yourself."

"The most important thing is that it is full of sincere emotions and descriptions of reality."

"Alone, no, two people, facing tens of thousands of enemy troops, they remained calm and fearless in the face of danger."

"When the time is right, strike back fiercely."

"Ten thousand arrows are fired at once, and never miss a target. You deserve the title of Fang family's little archery god."

"You two shameless bastards, could you please shut up?"

Before Long Wei could finish his words, he heard an angry roar in his ears.

Look at his mother, I really can’t stand it anymore. I have never seen such a shameless person in all my years.

Thinking of this, the old man immediately turned around and shouted:

"Don't chase warriors below the sixth level of the Spirit Realm."

He discovered that the warriors below the sixth level of the Spiritual Realm were clearly here to give themselves to Lin Fan.

In just a short while, countless warriors died at the hands of Lin Fan.

As the group was chasing and fleeing, Lin Fan and the other man gradually slowed down their pace.

When the Zhu family warriors saw this scene, they immediately rushed up with joy on their faces.

“Hahahaha~~~~~~~”

"Can't you run? You two actually ran!"

"Look at you, Lin Fan, you are dead today. Even if God comes, he can't save you. I said so."

Finally caught up with them. If these two beasts had continued to run, I'm afraid that if we didn't catch up with them, many people on our side would have died of exhaustion.

At this moment, Lin Fan smiled slightly. Then he said:

"Yeah! No more running. Now it's your turn to run."

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

The Zhu family warriors obviously didn't understand what Lin Fan meant.

Then Lin Fan said in a mean voice:

"Because I'm home."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold. Then he shouted coldly:

"Array up!"

“BOOM~~~~~~~~”

There was a loud bang and endless flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire world in a fiery red color.

At the same time, a phantom of a Vermillion Bird flapped its wings and soared into the sky, creating endless flames every time it flapped its wings.

It was like a huge sickle that took everyone's life, slashing across their necks.

"Oh no, it's the Fang family's Suzaku Burning Heaven Formation."

“Run away!!!!!”

A roar came from the middle-aged man's mouth, but it did not cause any waves amidst the screams.

It was submerged in an instant.