"Diet?"

The heroes saw that the mountain ghost was shot into a hedgehog by a crossbow, and stood there motionlessly, as if they were already extremely moved. They hesitated for a while and shot a few more arrows. Seeing that the mountain ghost was still motionless, they slowly surrounded him on guard. ←,.

But because the mountain ghosts were too fierce and evil, they didn't dare to get too close and stopped twenty steps away.

"net."

Although the mountain ghost seemed to be almost dead, they still threw the sharp blade net out on the ground, layer by layer, tied the mountain ghost tightly.

"The rice dumplings are not tied so tightly."

"This valley is so gloomy, don't talk nonsense."

"It's just a zongzi, what can't be said? Even the mountain ghost was killed by a few arrows. Even if it's a real zongzi, it's going to kill one, and two people will kill one."

A swordsman staring at the mountain ghost seemed to see a claw of the mountain ghost moving, and hurriedly shouted: "The mountain ghost is not dead yet, everyone should retreat."

The swordsman responsible for casting the net said carelessly: "Didn't you see that the mountain ghost has been tied up by us with a sharp blade net? The sword net of more than ten layers is even an elephant, not to mention a mere mountain ghost."

But the swordsman who cast the net finished speaking, the dozens of sharp blade nets that trapped the mountain ghost suddenly broke and flew away inch by inch.

roar!

The mountain ghost, who had been unable to move, suddenly broke all the sharp blade nets tied to his body, and roared to the sky.

The mountain ghost glanced at the arrows on his body, grabbed the dense arrows on his body with his big claws.

It turns out that although there are many sharp arrows, it looks scary, but in fact each one is only a few inches of flesh, and it cannot hurt the mountain ghost.

At that time, the mountain ghost broke the sharp blade net on his body in one fell swoop, and then in the shocked gaze of the talking swordsman, his huge figure flashed strangely and shook in front of the swordsman.

The next moment, the swordsman's head disappeared.

Blood was like a fountain, spurting out from the neck where the head was removed.

"Great Wisdom!"

The swordsman's brother, a gunman with a big gun, shouted in a stern manner, and the gun rushed forward.

But the gunman rushed back as fast as he flew backwards.

The tens of cold stars that were exposed at the head of the cold gun disappeared with the claws by the mountain ghost. Then they were slapped and the person was shot backwards.

...

In a few breaths, more than a dozen swordsmen and gunmen fell into a pool of blood, and their remaining limbs were scattered all over the ground, which was very tragic.

There were several "heroes" who saw this scene. They were so scared that they ran away, and they only regretted that their parents had fewer legs.

The remaining archers who were not dead, except for the archers who were hiding on the big trees and shooting arrows from a high place, found that the so-called encirclement and suppression of mountain ghosts was actually hitting stones with eggs, and they all felt the intention to retreat.

The dozen archers were still shooting arrows unremittingly, but the mountain ghost was extremely agile. They often disappeared when they saw each other and could not hit them at all. Occasionally, some shots were like itching and could not cause effective damage to the mountain ghost.

Over there, Zhan Feng saw that most people were retreating, so he quickly grabbed Chen Fusheng's belt and advised: "Young Master, follow me quickly."

Unexpectedly, Chen Fusheng suddenly shouted: "The ammunition is loaded."

Zhan Feng shouted: "It's too late..."

boom!

Before Zhan Feng could finish his words, Chen Fusheng suddenly pulled the trigger.

The projectiles came out of the cavity, and the powerful gunshot echoed in the valley, shaking the fields.

The mountain ghost who was hunting and killing a group of heroes suddenly stopped and stopped.

Chen Fusheng slapped the smoke in front of him and asked: "Has he hit it?"

Zhan Feng, who held the sword tightly, replied, "Kill one of the mountain ghosts' ears."

Chen Fusheng squeezed out a smile and said, "Drunk one ear, okay, the mountain ghost is indeed not a monster that is invincible by swords and guns. As long as we work together, we will definitely be able to eliminate the mountain ghost."

He said, picking up the bottle and can and continuing to recharge ammunition for the bird gun, intending to give Shan Gui another ruthless shot.

One shot killed one of the mountain ghosts' ears. Although one ear was insignificant to the mountain ghosts, Chen Fusheng was no longer nervous at some point, but instead lost a lot of reason by the sudden aroused blood.

Now there was only one thought left in his mind, and he used the bird gun in his hand to kill the mountain ghost.

But he had no chance. Shan Gui was completely angry with his two shots, abandoned the others, and rushed towards him like a rush.

Seeing this, Zhan Feng did not dare to hesitate at all. He held Chen Fusheng's belt, shouted "leave", and took him to a nearby tree.

The mountain ghost was too fast, and Zhan Feng was not sure to escape with Chen Fusheng while carrying Chen Fusheng, so he had to choose to go to the tree to avoid it first.

This tree is as big as several people embrace this tree. Looking up from the ground, it seems to be towering.

But the mountain ghost rushed to the bottom of the tree, with a sharp claw comparable to a sword, and digging the big tree in a few seconds.

Zhan Feng had to take Chen Fusheng to jump to another big tree. He turned around and saw the big tree that was dug into a pothole and then pushed down by a handful of people. He said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, the mountain ghosts can't climb trees."

Click!

However, although the mountain ghost can't climb trees, it is extremely quick to dig trees.

Chen Fusheng, who was targeted, jumped to any tree, the tree would be dug up immediately.

After jumping several trees in a row, Zhan Feng found that there was no tree to escape.

"Young Master, stay in the tree, I will lead the mountain ghost."

After saying that, Zhan Feng jumped and jumped down from the tree. The long sword in his hand was like a meteor from the sky, stabbing at the mountain ghost below.

Chen Fusheng, who had already loaded the ammunition, wanted to stop him when he saw the long sword in Zhan Feng's hand piercing the mountain ghost's claws, but Zhan Feng was quickly knocked to the ground by the other claw of Shan Gui, and he didn't know how to live or die.

boom!

Chen Fusheng, who was red in his eyes, fired another shot and a blood flower bloomed on the shoulders of the mountain ghost.

The mountain ghost, who was shot again, digging the tree faster, and the big tree slowly broke and fell into pieces due to violent shaking.

The bird gun in Chen Fusheng's hand had been smashed by him and fell to the ground. The only thing he could do at this time was to hug the branches tightly, wait for the big tree to fall, and wait for the death to come.

While waiting, he looked at Chen Yuci.

However, because he frequently changed positions to avoid the pursuit of mountain ghosts, he could no longer see Chen Yuci where he left.

"The power of the bird gun is far inferior after all, and I can't kill the mountain ghost. If I had known this, I should have pulled a cannon."

The big tree was slowly falling down, and Chen Fusheng thought with regret, and then he saw someone who would never have thought that it would appear here.

Just between wandering and despair, her white clothes were as good as snow, as if she was flying from the sky, and she descended from the sky with her sword, saving him at the critical moment.

It is not a hero who saves the beauty, but a beauty who saves the hero is already shameless.

What made him even more frustrated and indignant was that the way he was rescued was actually carried by directly carrying the collar, just like a puppy carrying fur. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!