"Good. ”

"Understood. ”

Voices continued to sound on both sides of the snow forest in response to Wang Yi's order.

Their encirclement was in a triangular trend, and Zhou Fan, as the prey, could only go in one direction.

But the snow forest itself is not big, and if Zhou Fan retreats, he will be forced to withdraw from the snow forest.

Once he exits the snow forest and runs out of the snow without any shelter, what awaits Zhou Fan will be a siege by a large number of people.

Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, let alone Zhou Fan, who has to face twelve people?

Wang Yi's approach was obviously correct, the cold arrow only shot a few arrows sporadically, and did not shoot again.

The twelve people were about to leave the snow forest, and they sneered in their hearts.

In order to prevent Zhou Fan from hiding in a tree to avoid their encirclement, they did not even let go of every tree to search.

And their hunch can always sense Zhou Fan's direction, and they are not afraid that Zhou Fan will break through.

In their perception, Zhou Fan was moving away from the snow forest.

Wang Yi shouted: "He has left the snow forest, let's chase after him." ”

The twelve men rushed out of the snow forest, and sure enough, when they saw a figure running in the snow, they shouted and chased after them.

The chase on the snow lasted for a short time, and the physical strength of the two sides was originally about the same, but Zhou Fan had consumed too much before.

In this comparison, there is still a big gap between Zhou Fan and them.

Zhou Fan had a cold face, he couldn't see any hope of winning, but it didn't mean that he had to give up.

He could only keep running forward, and if he stopped, he would die.

The twelve people couldn't go back and get the horses back, they chased after Zhou Fan, shooting arrows as they ran, and a few arrows almost hit Zhou Fan.

The mood of the twelve people relaxed a lot, because they saw that Zhou Fan was already at the end of his crossbow, and now he was just dying.

They had seen this in many prey, so they didn't worry too much, if it weren't for Wang Yi's urging to stop being careless, they would definitely play a good trick on this hateful prey that had made them suffer a lot.

Zhou Fan reached the limit, he took a breath, he felt a slight pain in his internal organs, and his limbs couldn't lift up, he knew that he couldn't escape anymore, his eyes were slightly cold, he bent his bow and arrow, and shot the last arrow.

Shout!

The arrow that turned around hit Wang Ba's left leg, and Wang Ba grinned and pulled the arrow off, with a hideous smile on his face.

Seven of the twelve people bent their bows, and their arrows were aimed at Zhou Fan.

After Zhou Fan finished shooting the arrow, he threw away the hunting bow, spit out, holding the hunting knife in his left hand and the axe in his right hand, and rushed towards the twelve.

Such bravery made the seven people who were ready to shoot arrows stunned, they had never seen such a fierce person.

Of course, they thought so, but they weren't ready to let Zhou Fan go, the arrows still had to be shot.

But their arrows still didn't go out.

Because of the silver-gray ripples spreading from Zhou Fan's body, everything around him stopped.

The silver-gray ripples turned into an obese humanoid silhouette, and the humanoid silhouette turned its head slightly to glance at Zhou Fan, and then all converged into a complicated rune, which was printed on Zhou Fan's forehead.

The runes are complex, emitting a faint cold light.

Zhou Fan's eyes burst into light, and he felt that his tired whole body was full of strength, this kind of strength was very familiar to him, this was the huge strength that he had cultivated from the strength stage.

At this point, the still image also returned to normal.

Seven arrows shot towards Zhou Fan, enveloping his whole body.

It was just that Zhou Fan laughed, and the hunting knife in his left hand suddenly turned, splitting the seven arrows in two with unimaginable speed.

The twelve people were stunned, they didn't expect that the person in the dream would have such ability.

Zhou Fan suddenly ran and rushed over, he was as fast as a beast.

Knowing that it was too late to shoot the second arrow, the twelve threw away their hunting bows, picked up their weapons and rushed towards Zhou Fan with a shout.

Zhou Fan's face was indifferent, he just threw the axe casually.

The spinning axe spun rapidly, splitting off Wang XII's head, and blood splattered on the snow.

Wang Thirteen's spear stabbed at Zhou Fan first.

As soon as Zhou Fan's hunting knife in his left hand split, he split the spear into two sections, and the light of the knife was as fast as the moon, splitting Wang 13 in half.

Zhou Fan was good at using two-handed knives, and there was no difference between the left-handed knife and the right-handed knife for him, so he didn't change hands and continued to chop with his left hand.

The huge strength made him chop melons and vegetables, and every time he chopped down, either the weapon was cut off or the human life was harvested.

The knife in Zhou Fan's hand was not a good weapon in the first place, and after the weapon broke, he reached out and grabbed it, and he could grab a hunting knife and continue to fight.

Blood continued to spill out, and there were many broken and broken bodies on the ground.

Even if some people were corpsed, it would be difficult to resist Zhou Fan's powerful strength.

In the end, Wang Yi, who retreated, and Wang Ba, who was walking slowly because of a leg injury, did not die.

"How is that possible?" said the king's face was stunned, "Why are you able to break through the limit?"

"You can bully more and less, and you can turn into corpses, why can't I be more angry?" Zhou Fan sneered.

Wang Ba turned around and fled without hesitation.

Wang Yi was the same, and the two separated and fled frantically.

They meditated, and the dream was soon over, and they might be able to escape.

Zhou Fan propped up his feet and chased after Wang Ba, when he ran, because of the huge strength, it was like shaking the mountain, the speed was terrifying, and he caught up with Wang Ba at once.

Wang Ba turned his head and looked panicked, but he didn't even have time to say anything, and his head was cut off by Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan killed Wang Ba, and then turned to chase Wang Yi.

Of course, he couldn't recognize that it was Wang Yi, in his opinion, these eighteen people all looked exactly the same, and he didn't need to distinguish them.

No matter how fast Wang Yi runs, compared to Zhou Fan, he is as slow as a turtle.

When the king saw that Zhou Fan was about to catch up with him, he turned around in despair, threw away the weapon in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Please don't kill me, I can tell you the secret of the dream." ”

Wang Yi shouted like this to delay time, and when the time came, Zhou Fan had to leave the dream so that he could survive.

It's just that Zhou Fan sneered, and the hunting knife in his hand was thrown out, like an arrow piercing through Wang Yi's head.

Wang Yi's eyes widened, he was unwilling, and seemed to be asking, don't you want to know?

After Zhou Fan killed Wang Yi, he sat on the snow and gasped: "I want to know, but I can't tell if what you said is true or false, and the time is almost up, where do I have time to listen to your nonsense? The most important thing is that my strength is constantly draining......"

"I can't even stand up now, and if I don't kill you, maybe I'll have to die......"

Zhou Fan didn't lie, he really couldn't move a finger, and the silver-gray rune engraved on his forehead was rapidly dissipating, as if the rune had squeezed out all his physical potential.

But he didn't care, he looked at the gray sky and laughed.