At this time, the support from the Snow Bandits should be gone, and their number can finally be reduced. Joel drew an arrow and put a bow. This time it was a sharp bone fragment as an arrow, but Joel didn't care about so much. He aimed at a snow robber who had climbed into the store and shot the arrow. The bone arrow stabbed the snow robber's back, but he did not die like this, but continued to climb up tremblingly, but his speed significantly alleviated.

Joel drew the arrow again, but this time there was no arrow, just sharpening the front of the arrow. Joel threw it away, then continued to drew the arrow, aim, and shoot. He repeated this three times, threw away two wooden arrows before shooting the snow bandit. He fell while wailing, smashing heavily on the pile of gravel that collapsed the stone wall, swallowing his breath.

At this time, other snow bandits also noticed Joel, and pulled out their flying axes and wooden arrows that they had taken on, aimed at Joel and threw them over. Joel hurriedly dodged, and a wooden arrow stabbed his thigh. The flying axe brushed over his head, almost killing him. Joel hid behind a burnt trunk, gritted his teeth and pulled out the wooden arrow from his thigh. The severe pain made him scream. Beads of sweat as big as beans slid down from his forehead, and the white air exhaled with painful breath dissipated in the cold air with the burnt smell. Fortunately, the wooden arrow had no arrows, and only a small eye was on the wound.

Joel endured the pain and pulled out the arrow in the quiver again. This time it was an arrow with an iron arrow. Joel took a deep breath, and the nose was filled with the smell of blood. When he pulled the bow, the wooden bow made a squeak. The burnt wood behind him made a few sounds. Obviously, several arrows were nailed to it, and a wooden arrow was bounced away. Joel rushed out as fast as possible, but the injury on his leg still slowed down his speed. The blood had soaked his pants, but at this moment, Joel could no longer care about these things. He pulled the bow and couldn't even aim, so he hurriedly released the arrow. The snow bandit hid behind the wall, and the arrow was placed on the pile of gravels and bounced.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Joel rushed to the wall. The wound made him gasp a few times. He leaned against the wall, slapped the wooden bow, and pulled out his sword. Suddenly, a gravel fell on Joel's head. He raised his head and saw a black figure standing at the top of the wall. The raised iron axe emitted a cold white light under the light gray sky.

Joel suddenly turned over and raised his sword to block it. The iron axe hit him hard. Joel was caught off guard and fell to the ground in order to avoid the axe. The snow bandit raised his axe again and chased and jumped down from the half-collapsed wall. The axe slashed towards Joel's head. Joel's hand holding the sword was numb and could not lift it at all. He rolled on the ground, his body was covered with half-melt dirty snow. The ice water mixed with soil and ashes touched his skin. Joel shivered.

The snow bandit's axe hit the dirt and the stones under the soil, but the snow bandit in dirty skin didn't care. He exposed his arms, a piece of goat's skin covered with hair on his shoulders, and an old bronze scale armor. The bronze was worn very much and had long lost its metallic luster. However, the iron axe in his hand flashed with a cold light, and the axe blade was polished sharply, obviously it was only recently taken from someone else's corpse. The snow bandit's face was curled and dirty gray beard, and the sunken eye socket made his eyes look like two black holes. Although the wrinkles on his forehead and the graying of hair suggest that he was old, his muscles were still strong. The older the snow bandit, the more dangerous it was, Joel had known it before.

The snow bandit stared at Joel gloomyly, then took a big step and raised the sharp axe in his hand again. Joel struggled to get up from the ground, but just stood up with a sword, the sharp axe had already slashed at his head. Joel also raised his sword to block the axe, but the strong snow bandit showed no mercy. Joel was knocked to the ground again, and this time the straight sword was also knocked away.

"Tang Anton." The Snow Bandit raised his axe coldly, preparing to give Joel a fatal blow.

Elu, Hemi, may the Lord God bless you. Joel looked at the sharp axe raised, and only the last prayer was left in his mind. He wanted to close his eyes to meet again. But he could not bear it and died in the dark like resurrection in the dark.

"Joel! Run!" Xiao Qiao shouted in the team's voice.
Chapter completed!