"It's easy to say!"

Han Feng pulled back the thunder sword in his hand, and the member of the God Guild who held the mace in his hand collapsed to the ground on the spot. A flash of light was obvious, and he was obviously offline.

At this time, Han Feng's aura was completely different from what he had just happened. He seemed to have become a different person. Even Liu Jinghai, who was so close to him, felt the chill that was unconsciously revealed on Han Feng's body, and he couldn't help but subconsciously took a few steps back.

“God Guild!”

Han Feng looked down at the Thunder Sword in his hand, muttering to himself, then looked up at Wang Qiang and Gao Jun who were on it, "Qianzi, Ajun, brothers are here!"

Seeing that more than 60 people on his side came out to fight, but in a blink of an eye, less than ten people were left by the other side. Even his younger brother also caught in, all this made Sun Guanghai very angry. "Retreat quickly and retreat into the village!"

With Sun Guanghai's order, the remaining less than ten members of the God Guild were as if they were amnesty, and they tried their best to force their opponents back, and then they plunged into the gate of the camp without hesitation.

Tang Huo, who was killing happily, heard Sun Guanghai shouting to retreat, and his strength was added to his hand. The left arm and left leg merged, resisted Sun Guanghai's stick, used all his strength to hit him with one punch. "Fifth Ancestor Heyang Fist!"

A domineering and strong punch hit Sun Guanghai in the chest, knocking Sun Guanghai backwards.

Sun Guanghai, who fell heavily to the ground, only felt his eyes turn black. He took several deep breaths one after another to relieve this energy. He was breathing heavily, and he felt that his body was in a state of turmoil. It seemed that his internal organs were shaken away from his original position by Tang Huo's punch.

"Wow!"

Sun Guanghai finally couldn't bear it, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out, his eyes turned black and he fainted.

The members of the God Guild who fled back turned around and saw the vice president of their guild fainting on the ground. They were too lazy to pay attention to it. They just wanted to run into the camp quickly and save their lives. They did not want to be forced to go offline.

Han Feng jumped over a few steps, pierced Sun Guanghai's heart with a sword, looked up and looked around, and all the members of the God Guild had retreated into the inner village.

"Be careful, there may be fraud!"

When Tang Huo saw Han Feng wanting to rush into the inner village, he hurriedly reminded him.

"Yes! It's better to be careful!" Yang Xin'er looked at the darkness of the inner hall in the camp and persuaded her.

Han Feng seemed to have not heard everyone's persuasion. To be more precise, no danger now can stop Han Feng from saving Wang Qiang and Gao Jun.

Looking up at the tower where Wang Qiang and Gao Jun were, then estimated on the wooden fence wall of the surrounding God Guild camp. Han Feng used the clouds to rush waves and borrowed the force twice in a row. He was about to climb over the wall. As long as he borrowed the force once, he could jump directly into the tower. Wu Yongda alone was useless in Han Feng's eyes now!

"Swoosh!"

From somewhere, a long arrow shot at Han Feng at an extremely tricky angle, and even the distance behind Han Feng was completely calculated. As long as Han Feng took advantage of the force, the long arrow would hit Han Feng's heart directly!

"Good arrow!"

Han Feng's heart tightened. This was the first time that Han Feng had to attack a little uneasy after coming to the camp of the God Guild. He used the floating effect accompanied by the clouds and waves, took a deep breath and held it in his three-level iron cloth shirt technique to the maximum. It seemed that this arrow could only resist.

Almost as Han Feng used his full strength to open his iron cloth shirt, everyone standing outside the camp also saw this shocking arrow, which was completely a magical stroke, as if someone was lying there in ambush, waiting for Han Feng to go and trigger it. However, Han Feng's upward route was completely random, which only proves that the God Guild arranged a player with extremely sharp bowing skills in the dark to shoot such a powerful arrow.

The long arrow broke through Han Feng's cloth pants and hit his calves straight. Yang Xin'er, who was standing below, hurriedly hid in Feng Mei's arms and did not dare to look at it again.

I saw a light white light flowing on the surface of Han Feng's calves, and then he resisted the sharp arrow. However, the strong momentum brought by the long arrow could not be broken. Han Feng, who was in mid-air, had nowhere to leverage the force and could not activate the effect of stagnating the air of the clouds and waves for the second time. He turned 180 degrees in mid-air and fell down.

“Huh?”

The inner village made a woman's amazement, obviously surprised that the other party could resist her with one arrow. However, soon, the woman fired three arrows in her hand and shot at the position where Han Feng was falling again. Obviously, this time she thought that Han Feng would not be able to dodge her.

Just as Han Feng was caught in the arrow, An Wuhen used his light skills and rushed up as Han Feng's foothold just now. He caught the falling Han Feng and quickly landed.

Just as An Wuhen landed on the ground, the space where the two of them were in contact just now, three long arrows flew past at the same time, looking at the position, one arrow pointed to the eyebrows, one arrow pointed to the throat, and one arrow pointed to the heart, which was fatal!

After An Wuhen landed on the ground, he looked back at the three long arrows that were sank into the air, and felt a thrill in his heart for no reason. If these three arrows were cold arrows directed at him, he would not be sure to avoid them. Of course, it was only limited to cold arrows. Head-on conflicts, An Wuhen believed that he had several ways to avoid them.

As soon as Han Feng landed, he looked down at his calves. The place where the long arrows passed, leaving only a red mark. In addition, there was a green medicinal liquid. After Han Feng finished reading it, he was about to use his light skills to rescue Wang Qiang and Gao Jun again, completely ignoring the attack of the archer hidden in the secret.

"It's a poison-tempered arrow, and it should be a very poisonous one. Brother Han Feng, it seems that the other party was prepared for it. The archer was ambushed in the dark early and just waiting for the sneak attack to take action. You can't go up again!"

Because An Wuhen had also gotten this kind of thing from his guild, he recognized the origin of the green medicine on Han Feng's legs at a glance.

"Poison?" When Han Feng heard this, he quickly wiped it off with a piece of rag, got up and looked at the inner hall of the camp, "Sure enough, there are masters!"

Just as to confirm Han Feng’s idea, the few people behind him suddenly shouted, “Boss! Ambush! Ambush among us!”

At least nearly a hundred players surrounded them from three directions behind them, gathered together with the location of the camp, trapping everyone in the middle.

"Haha, you guys who love to be big-headed people actually dare to go to the territory of my God Guild to save people! It's purely for death! Brothers, come out!" Among the nearly a hundred players who suddenly appeared, a middle-aged man looked at everyone with a wicked smile, like a hungry wolf hitting a group of sheep.

With the man shouting, nearly fifty players walked out of the camp, each of them was full of momentum, and it seemed that they were already ambushing soldiers.

Looking around the players who suddenly came out of the God Guild, Han Feng suddenly shouted in surprise, "How could it be you?"
Chapter completed!