"Ahhhhhhh!"
He let out a cry of pain, took a few steps back, and fell to the side, looking at the arrow in his shoulder. His face suddenly turned pale.
"Whoosh!"
The man in the black did not stop there, but shot a second arrow, this ti into the wind wolf's hind leg. The wolf howled out in pain as it grimaced but it ran even faster.
"Shoo!"
The arrow was shot again, but the wind wolf avoided it. As soon as the wind wolf avoided it, an old man behind him suddenly turned pale and froze, watching the arrow coming towards his forehead.
Feng Jiu's face turned cold. She was about to make a move, but when she saw Leng Shuang appear next to the old man, she just stayed in position and watched.
"Clang!"
The long sword blocked the arrow, and before it hit the ground, it was struck by Leng Shuang's sword and shot back at the person who had fired it.
The opponent was advancing, not expecting the arrow to co back at all, and couldn't dodge in ti. He watched helplessly as the arrow whizzed into his arm. Suddenly, he lifted his hand to release the fourth arrow, but he let out a gasp of cold air and let his arm drop in pain.
"Yelp!"
In front of him, the wind wolf, which had been running frantically, fell to the ground in a pool of blood. In front of the wind wolf, standing was Du Fan, holding a folding fan in his hand.
He glanced at the convulsing wind wolf on the ground, looked ahead, and saw Leng Shuang and Ye Feifei, as well as the Master sitting not far away in the teahouse.
He walked forward and ca to Leng Shuang and Ye Feifei. "Are you alright?"
"I'm alright." The two said in unison. Ye Feifei looked at him and said in surprise, "Big Brother Du, why are you here too?"
"I went for a walk around the city and thought I'd co over here to take a look. I didn't expect to run into a runaway wind wolf." He said simply, and gestured: "Master is ahead. Let's go!"
"Yes," the two replied, and followed him forward.
However, after a few steps, they were stopped by a group of cultivators in black.
"What are you doing?" Du Fan asked, his eyes fixed on the group.
ou hurt !" The cultivator with the injured arm didn't look at Du Fan, but stared at Leng Shuang with a cold and sinister look.
"Which eye did you see it with?" Ye Feifei snorted lightly and looked at the man, saying, "I only saw you using a sleeve arrow to injure soone."
"You are seeking your own death!" The man shouted in a low voice, and raised his hand to slap Ye Feifei's face.
Seeing this, a glint of coldness flashed by Du Fan's eyes. He took Ye Feifei behind him with one hand and kicked him with the other, sending him flying more than ten tres away.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
The man was kicked back, but instead of flying off the ground, his body rubbed against the ground. Because of the force of the kick and the friction with the ground, a few tres later, a blood trail was left on the ground.
"Ouch!"
The man scread, feeling a burning sensation on his back that was excruciatingly painful.
Several cultivators in black attire were startled. Two of them quickly went to help him up, which was more than ten tres away. Upon seeing him, they realised that his clothes had been torn off his back by friction, revealing a bloody back that was shocking to the eye.
"Pop!"
The man was helped up, but he couldn't even stand up. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and splattered the ground. He opened his mouth and tried to speak, but eventually he couldn't hold on and fainted.
Ye Feifei looked on with wide eyes, excited and delighted, saying, "Big Brother Du, you're amazing! One kick and he's out cold."
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