Chapter 56 Python

Now the initiative fell into Fang Zhixing's hands, whoever showed his head would be shot.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of breaking through the air.

Arrows flew in, landed on the rocks, and bounced off.

They couldn't hit Fang Zhixing at all.

"What are they shooting at?"

Fang Zhixing was confused, and when he turned his head, he suddenly saw several figures running quickly over the jungle.

There were five people!

They were strong, wearing short and tight clothes, jumping left and right among the rocks, moving like snakes, and approaching quickly.

One of them even held a black shield in front of him. The shield was oval and glowed with a cold metallic light.

At the same time, arrows kept falling, suppressing Fang Zhixing from showing his head.

"They want to fight in close combat!"

Xigou shuddered, it was terrible, this was a rhythm of five against one!

The five people approached quickly, and in a blink of an eye they were more than ten meters away.

Fang Zhixing smiled grimly, pulled the bow, aimed in a random direction, and shot arrows.

Four arrows were shot in two seconds, with pauses in between.

The arrows drew an unpredictable curve, either from the front side or from the back side, all shot at one of them.

"Ah!"

The man moved quite quickly. When he looked up, he saw two arrows coming. He shook left and right, and then shook again, narrowly avoiding them.

Then he continued to sprint forward.

But suddenly, an arrow shot from the side came out of nowhere. He was first hit in the thigh, fell to the ground with a groan, and then was hit in the neck, and fell straight down.

This man went from being shot to falling to the ground very quickly.

He was the one rushing in the front, and the four people behind him all saw him fall to the ground after being shot.

However, this not only did not stop the four people, but stimulated them to run faster.

Fang Zhixing glanced at the man holding the shield.

It was a pity that he didn't have a strong bow in his hand, so he couldn't use the burst skill [Armor Break], otherwise, one arrow could shoot through the shield and kill the man.

Without changing his expression, he quickly shot two arrows again, still aiming at only one person.

"Here it comes, be careful!"

The four enemies reminded each other, staring at the trajectory of the arrows.

"It's coming to me!!"

Seeing the arrows shooting towards him, the man who was targeted was nervous, and then he jumped and landed on a stone, then kicked the ground with his feet, dodged diagonally, and successfully avoided the two arrows.

He couldn't help but be overjoyed.

At this time, he was only three meters away from Fang Zhixing.

Fang Zhixing also dropped his bow and arrow and rushed out from under the rock.

"Come, fight with me!"

The man grinned, clenched his fists, and his biceps bulged violently.

Fang Zhixing had a calm expression, quickly raised his hands, and exerted force with both hands at the same time, with a small swing.

Immediately, two points of cold light burst out.

[Explosive Skill·Throwing]

Under the influence of an explosive force, the two daggers shot out at an extremely fast speed and arrived in the blink of an eye.

Puff!

The man suddenly froze, and two daggers appeared on his chest, deeply embedded in his flesh.

His eyes widened, and his body fell out of control, falling on the edge of the rock, with blood pouring from his chest.

Five people, two have fallen!

The remaining three people also rushed to Fang Zhixing.

At the same time, the archers in the distance also stopped shooting arrows, after all, they could not guarantee that they would not accidentally hurt their teammates.

Seeing this, Xigou hesitated for a moment and said in a voice transmission: "I still have three lives, I can perform two blood burst skills, and I can help you block two people."

Fang Zhixing did not respond, and someone had already pounced on him.

It was the man holding the shield. The other party held the shield with his side hand, revealing a burly and fierce figure. It was a bronze-skinned strong man with long hair.

"Is it you?"

The strong man with long hair looked at Fang Zhixing, and a hint of surprise appeared between his eyebrows.

Before, he observed Fang Zhixing's shooting skills and thought he was an old shooter with superb skills. He never expected that he was just a young man.

Judging from his appearance, he must be less than 20 years old.

He is so young, but he has mastered such terrible shooting skills. He is a genius!

"Go to hell!" The sturdy man with long hair had a murderous look on his face. He held up the black shield and rushed forward.

Fang Zhixing was delighted when he saw this and rushed out without hesitation.

He shook his feet, turned sideways, and shrugged!

[Explosive Skill·Iron Mountain Lean]

Fang Zhixing's figure shook, leaving a residual image, and hit the black shield heavily.

It was like two wild bulls, colliding fiercely!

Bang!

A dull sound of metal collision spread.

"Huh??"

The sturdy man with long hair shook, and his forward momentum suddenly stopped. The shield in his hand sank a lot, and at the same time it was hit and rebounded, raised high.

His body was exposed.

After the collision, Fang Zhixing lost some feeling in his left shoulder. He didn't bother to check, but stabilized his body and grabbed the hilt with his right hand.

[Explosive Skill: White Slash]

Swish!

Fang Zhixing drew his sword out of its sheath, slashing a cold light and performing a horizontal slash.

The pupils of the man with long hair trembled, and he pressed down the shield and smashed it to the ground with quick eyes and hands.

Bang!

The hunting knife chopped on the shield, and a ball of sparks flew everywhere.

The blade trembled violently, and the blade rolled and broke apart.

The shield made a crackling sound and broke in the middle.

The man with long hair changed color in horror, and stepped back several steps in succession.

Fang Zhixing glanced at the broken hunting knife and threw it away expressionlessly.

The sturdy man with long hair looked at the half-broken shield in his hand, which was dented and bent, and was in a terrible state. He silently threw it on the ground.

At this time, he suddenly heard a scream, looked up, and his eyes widened.

I saw a wolf half the height of a man biting the arm of a companion, throwing him to the ground and biting him wantonly.

The companion fell to the ground, waving his fist and smashing the wolf's head.

The sturdy man with long hair looked puzzled, and turned around to see that another companion was also stared at by a wolf half the height of a man.

The companion was afraid of the beast, and ran around with a look of horror, chasing each other.

The strange thing was that the two wolves seemed to look exactly the same.

"Ah, where did the wolf come from?"

The sturdy man with long hair was full of doubts, and felt weird, evil, and incredible.

Fang Zhixing's face turned red, and he was panting violently. He used explosive skills one after another, which seriously consumed his physical energy.

Moreover, pain came from all parts of the body.

The left shoulder should have been repelled by the shield, and the bone joints were dislocated, and it might even be broken, which was extremely painful.

The right hand holding the knife was also repelled, and the tiger's mouth was in pain, and the hand could not stop shaking.

He had already determined that the strength of the hairy man was definitely the strength of the Great Python Realm!

This person's cultivation should be in the early stage of the Great Python Realm!

Although his strength has also reached the level of the Great Python Realm, he has used explosive skills many times before, and his physical fitness is far inferior to that of the hairy man.

"Stinky boy, I will kill you today no matter what!"

The hairy man was shocked and angry, his muscles all over his body were violently agitated, and his whole body seemed to swell up a circle, rushing forward brazenly.

"Explosive skill·Bear pounce!"

The hairy man moved quickly, jumped high, and the five fingers of his right hand formed claws, like a violent bear sweeping his flesh palms and claws, fast and fierce.

Fang Zhixing kept retreating, and his back suddenly leaned against the rock, and there was no way to retreat.

He rolled on the spot.

Swish!

The bear claws of the man with untied hair swept across the rocks, leaving scratches, and the remaining force swept Fang Zhixing's back.

Swish!

Fang Zhixing's clothes on his back were instantly torn apart, and three wounds appeared on his back, with skin and flesh torn apart, and blood quickly stained most of his back.