Zhou Fan was not at ease, he chopped out several axes, and he was relieved to stomp Wang Fifteen's head off.

As for the other Wang Sixteen who was shot, Zhou Fan didn't pay any attention to it, because after Wang Sixteen fell, there was no more reaction.

If he hadn't died, he wouldn't have secretly watched Zhou Fan kill Wang Fifteen.

After killing the two, Zhou Fan gasped.

Lying on the snow just now, waiting, and the fierce and short fight were physically demanding.

Zhou Fan panted as he went to collect the arrows from Wang 15 and Wang 16.

As for the hunting knife and axe, he did not take it again, because he already had it, and it was useless to take it again, but the arrows were more important.

"They look the same, listening to them seem to have a special ability to find me, and they will evolve an abnormal state......" Zhou Fan summed up and left the wooden house quickly, "and I don't know if there is a ......"

Soon Zhou Fan saw a snow forest, the bright red snow forest was not big, and he walked in.

He walked around the snow forest and got a general idea of his surroundings.

Then he climbed the tallest tree in the snow forest and looked at the wind and snow.

Soon he saw a group of people coming on horseback in the wind and snow on the east side of the snowy forest.

"One, two, three, four...... XII, XIII, XIV. Zhou Fan's face became solemn, he didn't expect that there would be fourteen of them this time.

After all, there were only two of them last time.

Zhou Fan was not discouraged, he slipped down from the tree and ran towards the east.

Soon he ran to the edge of the snowy forest to the east, and he hid behind a tree, and saw the group dismount and come on foot not far away.

They looked exactly like the three men he had killed, all men with disheveled hair and beards.

It is that the weapons on the body have changed, carrying or hanging cold weapons such as swords, shields, spears, swords, hunting knives, axes, etc.

Fourteen men, however, were armed with bows and arrows, and they aimed in the direction of the woods.

Fourteen powerful hunters were slowly walking towards the snow forest, but they had not yet entered Zhou Fan's range before they suddenly retreated.

This made Zhou Fan's pupils shrink, and he began to retreat.

"Do you need to be so cautious?" Wang Shi asked with a smile, "Even if it is an awakened dreamer, there are fourteen of us together, what can he do?"

"It's not a question of running away or not, he can kill fifteen or fourteen people, and we can enter the dream world together, which shows that it is unusual in itself, if we are careless, even if we can kill him, there will be some damage, do you want to lose it?" Wang Yi asked.

"I don't want to. Wang Shi restrained his smile.

The rest of them nodded slightly.

They returned to the herd, and then drove the herd in front, while the fourteen of them followed behind the herd, avoiding the cold arrows in the snowy forest.

Their tracking premonition told them that Zhou Fan was hiding in the snow forest, and they were not afraid that Zhou Fan would be able to escape their tracking.

After the fourteen people entered the snow forest, they were all relieved to see that no cold arrows were fired.

But the fourteen did not abandon the horses, but continued to lean on the horses and move slowly.

The cunning fourteen.

Anyone else might feel hopeless.

But Zhou Fan didn't, his heart was as cold as iron, and there were constantly voices in his heart telling him: kill all the people who appeared in front of him.

With the help of the trees, he stared at the moving horses and people.

"It's too cumbersome and limits our speed a lot. Wang 13 felt quite unaccustomed.

They used to play the game of hunting the man of their dreams, but they had never been so careful.

Wang Yi ignored Wang Thirteen's complaints, he was the leader of the eighteen brothers, and he was more cautious than the other brothers.

He was just searching for Zhou Fan's figure.

Zhou Fan didn't escape from the snow forest in his hunch, he must have been hiding in the shadows and staring at them for opportunities.

The relationship between the prey and the hunter may change, Wang Yi doesn't want to be the prey, he only acts as a hunter.

Shout!

An arrow shot out from among the trees, and it was shot at Wang Shiyi, who was on the periphery.

The arrow came so suddenly that Wang Shiyi couldn't react at all, so it was pierced through his neck.

The other thirteen people bowed their heads and leaned on the belly of their horses, wary of the second arrow.

Wang Shiyi's face turned pale, blood tendons appeared, his pupils also turned bone white, he tilted his head, he didn't pull out the arrow, he was not dead.

Having become a walking corpse, he lost his mind and just ran in the direction where the cold arrow came from.

Shout!

The second arrow was shot again.

The arrow landed on Wang Shiyi's forehead, and he fell to the ground in disbelief.

The remaining thirteen men took advantage of this, away from the horses, and hid behind the trees, drawing their bows and shooting arrows.

Woohoo!

One by one, the arrows pierced through the wind and snow and pierced into the direction where the cold arrows were fired.

They also skillfully took advantage of the cover of the trees to slowly move towards the direction of the cold arrow.

In order to prevent the prey from escaping, Wang Yi made a gesture, and eight people ran in two groups on both sides, forming a circle with Wang Yi and the six of them.

From time to time, cold arrows came from the jungle, but Wang Yi and the others were very shrewd and never gave cold arrows any chance.

From time to time, they also shoot arrows to delay the breakthrough of their prey.

The cold arrows gradually stopped, and no more cold arrows came out.

"He has no arrows. Wang Er spoke.

The arrows in the hands of the man in the dream can only come from King XVII, King XVI, and King XV.

Since entering the snow forest, Wang Er has been counting Zhou Fan's arrows, and he confirmed that Zhou Fan has no arrows.

Knowing that Zhou Fan had no arrows, the thirteen people let out a whirring laugh and came out of the hiding trees.

Zhou Fan, who has no arrows, is like a sick tiger without minions, a fish and meat on the chopping board for them to slaughter.

It's just that before they got closer, another arrow shot out and nailed it to Wang Jiu's head, piercing Wang Jiu's head.

Wang Jiu, who had penetrated his head, couldn't even turn into a corpse, so he fell to the ground.

The twelve hurriedly hid behind the trees again, and only then did they avoid the second arrow.

Wang Yi stared at Wang Jiu's corpse and said in a deep voice, "Wang Er, what's going on?"

"Impossible, how can he still have arrows?" Wang Er said in disbelief, "Could it be that at such a time, he still has time to recover the arrows we shot?"

This is simply impossible, otherwise it is easy to be shot by a stray arrow.

"We were fooled, and a lot of the wooden arrows he shot just now were non-lethal. Wang XII picked up an arrow, and said with a dark face.

The arrow in Wang Twelve's hand was a wood-cut arrow, the arrow was very simple, and the lethality of such an arrow was almost zero, but their minds had been on Zhou Fan, and they didn't pay attention to this detail.

Otherwise, Wang Jiu wouldn't have died.

Now none of them was sure how many arrows Zhou Fan still had in his hand.

"Regardless of how many arrows he has, let's slowly surround him and see how long he can hide?" Wang Yi shouted sharply.

His voice was very loud, this was so that the rest of the brothers could hear it, and because even if Zhou Fan heard it, it would be useless.

Zhou Fan was just a dying trapped beast in his eyes.