The arrow thrown high was shot into the sky. No matter how much confidence Qian Weining had accumulated before, he should have understood that this arrow was actually shot and could not hit any bandits.

However, after such an arrow disappeared into the night, the bandits on the opposite hillside still wailed.

Qian Weining first asked the guard beside him: "Is it the bandit you have killed?"

The guard next to him said, "President Qian, we were suppressed and couldn't raise our heads just now, and no one shot an arrow."

Qian Weining looked weird. What's going on?

But before he could think about it, another bandit who had touched from the mountain was slowly approaching. Qian Weining saw the moving figure and shouted: "Don't distract yourself, stop the enemy!"

When Ren Xiaosu saw Qian Weining stunned, he thought to himself that something was wrong.

Just now, Qian Weining controlled Lao Xu to plot against bandits as soon as he opened the bow. It was like an assembly line operation. He didn't notice that Qian Weining's arrow was shot in the wrong angle.

Be careless!

But it doesn't matter, Ren Xiaosu knows how to remedy it.

At this time, it seemed as if everything had returned to normal, Qian Weining was still shooting one enemy with one shot, while the number of bandits was decreasing wildly.

In just half an hour, only a dozen bandits remained, and they were still unable to get close to the caravan's carriage wall.

The leader among the bandits secretly hated him. He wanted to kill the guards of this caravan to avenge his brothers, but he also understood that his situation was over.

"retreat!"

With a command, more than a dozen surviving bandits turned around and ran into the mountains.

An escort wanted to pursue, but was stopped by Qian Weining: "Don't pursue, first confiscate the longbows and arrows of these bandits, and then divide into a team to check their bodies with me!"

As he said that, Qian Weining jumped out of the gap in the carriage wall and headed straight to the hillside where the bandits were before, regardless of whether there were any ambush outside.

The guards looked at each other and followed closely. Everyone was not sure why President Qian, who had always been steady, suddenly became so impatient?

When everyone climbed up the hillside, everyone saw a feather arrow inserted between the bandits with corpses everywhere. The guards exclaimed: "President Qian's archery technique is really amazing!"

"That's right, arrows hit the middle of the eyebrows. How did you practice it?"

Everyone says this to flatter, but most of the time it comes from the heart. Looking at the royal army of the entire Wizard Kingdom, few people can practice archery skills to this level.

However, Qian Weining himself ignored the flattery of the guards and searched for suspicious corpses.

The next moment, he suddenly saw a corpse that was not right. Others were shot into the eyebrows, and the arrow in the person... was inserted into the cover of the Tianling.

It was like an arrow fell from a high altitude and landed straight on the bandit's head.

A guard exclaimed: "President Qian is really amazing. I thought the arrow that had just gone empty just now was shot by a missed shot. I didn't expect that President Qian was so immersed in the arrow technique. It seemed to be gone empty, but in fact there was a secret."

Qian Weining was confused when he listened to everyone's praise, and he himself was a little confused about the situation.

However, he always felt that this arrow might be a bit too much...

Just as the guards were flattering, the dozen bandits fled all the way to the mountains. The extremely embarrassed bandits didn't notice that there was a black figure quietly following behind them.

Suddenly, the bandit leader slowly stopped. He pulled out the sword from his waist, and then looked ahead tightly: "Who?!"

A bounty hunter's figure flashed out from the end of the mountain road, holding an orange eye of true vision in his hand: "You are so disappointing."

In the night, there was a purple eye on the orange True Vision Eye, bright and dark, flashing like breathing. The bandits all looked at the bounty hunter with fear, and immediately tensed up the muscles all over their bodies.

"You didn't say that the other party had a sharpshooter in the team," the bandit leader roared angrily: "All my dozens of brothers were broken into his hands. I've never seen someone with such accurate archery skills. Who is the person you asked us to kill?! Is there such a powerful master to protect?"

The bounty hunter sighed: "I am stupid but say that my opponent is powerful. There is no so-called sharpshooter in the team."

"How is it possible? Is it also fake that all my brothers were nailed to the forehead?" said the bandit leader.

"Forget it, I don't need to waste time with you," asked the bounty hunter, "Where is the gold coins, since the mission has not been completed, the gold coins cannot be taken away by you."

The bandit leader sneered: "Will my brother die in vain? I won't tell you where the gold coins are. And you'd better consider it clearly. I know your appearance. If you want to assassinate the wizard today, you know very well what the consequences will be."

Behind the bounty hunters is the wizard family, but they are also chess pieces that the wizard family can abandon at will. In the open rules of the wizard organization, everyone must attack them in groups.

This is a rule that everyone must follow. You can bypass this rule, but you cannot directly destroy it.

Therefore, even if you kill a little wizard like Mego, the people behind the scenes must find a scapegoat in advance.

The bounty hunter laughed calmly: "Threatening me? No wonder you have fallen into this remote mountain as this shameful bandit."

After saying that, the true vision in the bounty hunter's hand lit up, and he was singing spells faintly in his mouth.

The bandits saw that the opportunity was not good and wanted to escape, but before they could run far away, a blue ice line burst out from the soles of the bounty hunter's feet. The ice line was blazing with a cold air, and its winding shape on the ground was as irregular as a crack on a glacier.

The ice line was extremely fast. When it caught up with the bandits, the bandits' foot steps suddenly stopped.

The cold air spread along the soles of the feet, and the white frost covered the bandits' whole body at a speed visible to the naked eye. The bandits turned into ice sculptures running with their backs facing the bounty hunters, and their skin turned into ice blue.

It is early summer now, and more than a dozen ice sculptures suddenly appear in this hot air, which looks extremely terrifying.

The bounty hunter did not stop, but recited the spell of the wind-binding technique again, using the invisible weathering into an invisible rope, and shattered all the ice sculptures into pieces.

However, when the bounty hunter used the wind binding technique on the last bandit, he found that his wind binding technique did not crush the other party.

The bounty hunter was stunned for a moment: "What's going on? How could it be that it's not broken?"

The two of them were stalemate and silent for three seconds. Old Xu, wearing a white mask, turned around and picked up a branch and squatted on the ground to write: "How about...you try again?"

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Chapter completed!