In the blink of an eye, the guards on the hillsides on the left and right behind him also spotted Liu Qianwen and Wei Xiaoying. At this time, on the top of the mountain that they were climbing, someone was already shouting: "Send the arrow quickly, shoot the arrow quickly."

Nangong Haotian was shocked. If they waited for them to release their arrows, Liu Qianwen and Wei Xiaoying would be in danger. At this time, he didn't care about anything else. He shouted loudly and jumped up to the top of the hill like smoke.

He jumped tens of meters in one leap. He looked like a ghost. If someone saw him, he would definitely be frightened. This kind of light skill was so shocking. The person who fired the arrow was also frightened by Nangong Haotian's figure.

He froze in place, gave up and continued to attack.

Nangong Haotian would not give up such a good opportunity. When he walked more than 30 meters away, he just flicked his finger. The pebble he had already picked up in his hand had already played its role. It turned into a golden light and hit the person's fatal point. It was too late.

He fell to the ground with a cry, eyes wide open: How could someone kill someone from such a distance?

At the same time, shouts and shouts had already sounded on the two hills behind Nangong Haotian. Amidst the sound of bowstrings, the angry screams of Liu Qianwen and Wei Xiaoying could be heard.

Nangong Haotian knew that as long as there was no threat from archers, Liu Qianwen and Wei Xiaoying would definitely be able to deal with those minions, so he had no intention of going to help. Since he was discovered, he would not stop doing anything. Today he would go straight to the southwest branch.

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With a cold smile, Nangong Haotian licked his lips and rushed towards several stone houses on the top of the mountain. Because at this time, the four minions on the left and right had already drawn their guns and raised their knives, shouting and rushing towards him.

The fighting factor in Nangong Haotian's blood was mobilized, and the scene in the Lotus Festival Temple resurfaced, making him feel as if he had not fought for a long time, and he was fighting happily!

Ever since the Netherworld Dragon-Slaying Sword was cut off, Nangong Haotian has not been looking for a new weapon. When he saw four people attacking, he laughed and directly faced them with his bare hands.

When the four minions saw that the incoming man was facing their own weapons with bare hands, they couldn't help but look happy. They also increased the strength of their hands by three points, trying to kill this person in one go.

"Dang-dang-dang-dang——"

There was a sound of gold and iron intersecting. The four minions looked at the weapons full of gaps and were stunned for a moment. Although the weapons in their hands were not considered to be peerless treasures, they were also made of fine iron. Fine iron

How can iron be softer than humans?

It must be an hallucination. Maybe it was because his weapon had been left by the fire for too long and melted. It was definitely like this, absolutely! This thought popped up in the minds of the four of them at the same time.

In order to verify that their thoughts and what they saw were all hallucinations, they slashed their palms with knives without hesitation. They did not believe that Nangong Haotian's body was stronger than their fine iron sword.
Chapter completed!