After comprehensive consideration, Fan Ming no longer focused on that leader, but on the other masters of the Black Tiger Gang.

Anyway, his ultimate goal is to help the Zuo family out of trouble. Killing the leader of the Black Tiger Gang will make the Black Tiger Gang in chaos. Killing a few more elite members of the Black Tiger Gang can also do the same.

Thinking of this, Fan Ming took out an arrow from his quiver again.

Thanks to the huge buff of [Hunting (Suitable)], Fan Ming no longer needs to consider posture and movements when shooting arrows. He only needs to pull the bowstring, aim (just confirm the target of the arrow in his mind), and release the arrow.<

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The arrow will follow his will and shoot towards the target.

As long as he does not exceed the range, as long as he is not shot down midway or someone blocks the arrow for him like Ma Chengquan, his arrows will almost never miss.

In previous martial arts novels, there was a saying that "Xiao Li's flying swords are always in vain". Now Fan Ming's archery skills may have surpassed the realm of "everything is in vain".

In this way, Fan Ming used the bow and arrow in his hand to harvest the lives of the elite masters of the Black Tiger Gang like the God of Death wielding a scythe outside the battlefield where no one noticed.

Almost in the blink of an eye, four of the six first-rate warriors dispatched by the Black Tiger Gang were killed by Fan Ming's arrows, and several second-rate warriors with outstanding skills were also named by Fan Ming.

As for third-rate warriors, Fan Ming is too lazy to waste his arrows.

For a moment, everyone in the Zuo family who was breaking out suddenly found that the help they received seemed to be... much weaker than expected.

Without any warriors of the same level to stop him, Zuo Yingfang's fourth uncle felt like he was in an uninhabited land, rushing left and right, killing a group of Black Tiger Gang minions until they were on their backs.

Even if five or six second-rate warriors besieged him, they could not stop his progress.

The weapons he used were two scimitars. At this moment, the two scimitars were soaked with blood. Every time he waved the knife in his hand, the dark red blood that had not yet solidified on the knife would be sprinkled on the target first, allowing the target to taste it first.

The blood of your companions, and then they will turn into new blood and adhere to the blade.

As the cycle goes on and on, even the Black Tiger Gang, who have a large number of people, can't help but start to avoid the sharp edge of this "God of Killing".

The members of the Black Tiger Gang, who still didn't know what was going on, began to have a doubt in their hearts. Where are the experts on their side? Where have they died? This person is going crazy, why don't you stop him?<

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Only a small number of minions saw with their own eyes that almost all of their masters were killed by a few arrows shot from nowhere.

The last two remaining first-class masters are very smart. As soon as they realized that someone was "hunting" their elite masters, they hid themselves in the crowd, reduced their attacks, and tried to hide their strength.

To avoid Fan Ming's "sniper kill".

In fact, this method is quite successful. When he can only observe with his naked eyes, Fan Ming can only judge the approximate strength of the enemy through his actions. If they all cower and don't take action, Fan Ming really can't tell which one is the enemy.

Which one of the masters is the minion?

The arrows he took out this time were limited, so he couldn't waste them on a little guy.

However, from another perspective, Fan Ming's goal can be considered achieved. After all, there is no difference between a master who dare not take action and death.

They all helped the Zuo family reduce the help they needed to break through.

Not long after, Fan Ming touched behind him and found that apart from Zhuri, there was only the last arrow left in the quiver.

But it seems that this last arrow is no longer needed, because the Zuo family has already fought their way out of the encirclement and escaped.

However, the Black Tiger Gang, who was originally the encircling party and had the advantage in numbers and strength, actually began to flee.

On the other side, Zuo Jinchun, who had been chasing Ma Quancheng for nearly a minute, had already taken off Ma Quancheng's head. At this moment, he was being carried on his back by a young man from the Zuo family, looking like he was dying, but Fan

Ming feels that he won't die for a while.

Just when Fan Ming felt that he was done, he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to go back and tell Zuo Yingfang the good news.

Suddenly, his right eyelid twitched.

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in my heart.

Fan Ming suddenly turned back and lay back in his original position, looking in one direction.

I saw a figure appearing in a dense forest...

It was an old man in gray robe who looked to be about fifty years old. Although he was tall and tall, his temples had turned white.

On the only way for the Zuo family to evacuate, he stood there with his hands behind his back, blocking the way of the Zuo family. He looked at the Zuo family who had just killed many people and still retained their murderous aura. They were so calm that it was scary.

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Although Fan Ming is not very good at observing people, he can tell at a glance that this old man has an extraordinary temperament. He has the temperament of a person who has been an official or has a high position, and is definitely not an ordinary rough and tumble man.

More importantly, Fan Ming felt a frightening feeling in him that he had not felt for a long time!

He has met several innate warriors, but none of them can bring him such strong uneasiness!

Who is he?

Everyone in the Zuo family also had the same doubts.

Everyone in the Zuo family looked at the old man in gray robe who suddenly stood in front of them, with different expressions on their faces.

Some were silent, some were ready to curse, and some frowned, realizing that this old man in gray robe was not simple.

And the fourth uncle who was standing in front of the crowd, who had just led the Zuo family to fight a bloody road, for some reason, stared at the old man, holding the knife to his chest, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

But the old man didn't seem to have looked at him. He just looked at Zuo Jinchun, who was being carried on his back and protected by Zuo's family.

Just when the Zuo family was still guessing about his identity and purpose, the old man in gray robe finally spoke...

But without even opening his mouth, a loud voice came into the ears of the Zuo family.

"Old thief Zuo, are you dead yet? If you're not dead yet, don't pretend to be dead!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the Zuo family members changed drastically.

What a profound inner strength this is!

You must know that from the day the first warrior appeared to now, mortals have been cultivating internal strength for thousands of years.

During these thousands of years, in addition to being used for fighting, internal energy has also developed many other uses.

For example, by focusing your internal energy on several key meridians in your throat, you can produce a loud voice without straining your throat.

According to legend, there is a martial art in the world that takes this skill to the extreme, called "Lion's Roar Kung Fu." It is said that when practiced to a high level, this martial art can not only make people deaf, but can even directly shake the heart of the enemy.
Chapter completed!