Chapter 23 Found the wrong one
"Xia Ding, how come you are so strong?"
Although Shi Qing was horrified, his reaction was not slow at all. When he saw that Xia Ding's thirteen people were already chasing them, he immediately ordered a counterattack.
"Shi Dong goes to the left to find a bunker. Wang Ming leads the team to stop him. Hurry!"
Xia Ding and others were not slow in pursuit.
Moreover, three people on their side had died just now, leaving only ten people.
Blindly escaping will only give the opponent a chance to defeat them one by one.
Everyone in the camp cooperated tacitly and immediately stopped escaping after receiving the order. Wang Ming held a big knife in his hand and turned around with the seven people behind him; Shi Qing and Shi Dong quickly climbed up a big tree, one on the left and the other on the right.
The swordsman led the team to feign an attack, while Shi Qing and the others hid in the dark and shot arrows to attack.
This is the big stone camp, a formation that is always used to fight the enemy.
On the other side, Wang Ming, who had turned back, led seven people to stand in front of Xia Ding's thirteen people. He lowered his head and casually glanced at the three corpses on the ground. Wang Ming's hands holding the knife were slightly stronger, as if this could bring a little safety. feel.
Until now, they still don't understand how the three people on the ground died. Xia Ding clearly didn't move, and the twelve people behind him didn't move either.
Where did that sound like a silver needle cutting through the air come from?
As soon as the sound rang out, the three of them seemed to have been cursed and died suddenly.
And Xia Ding, when did he become so powerful?
The unknown can breed fear in people's hearts.
"Up!"
Of course, it can also arouse people's strong will to survive.
As if realizing that he and others were in danger, Wang Ming roared angrily, and the fear in his heart turned into anger and madness. He raised his knife and rushed towards Xia Ding first.
As the person in the camp whose strength is second only to Shi Qing and Shi Dong.
Wang Ming fought tooth and nail with great momentum.
Tear...
The blade cut through the night sky, making a sharp cutting sound. The strong wind brought by the fierce force lifted the snow on the ground several meters high, and it was in front of Xia Ding almost instantly.
Wang Ming's eyes widened in anger, and he slashed the knife with almost the greatest strength in his life.
"With this one blow, your skin will peel off even if you don't die!"
This was Wang Ming's first thought after sensing the blade touching an object.
Unfortunately, the result was completely opposite to his thoughts.
Xia Ding just turned sideways and avoided his attack.
Not only did he dodge, but he also walked around to him, pressed the knife with his hand, and pressed his knife directly into the snow, even inserting it a few inches into the soil.
"How could it be so fast? Xia Ding, has he broken through to the realm of digging?"
The fierce wind of fists came from his ears, interrupting Wang Ming's surprise.
He knew that Xia Ding had taken action.
The force he used just now was too great and the potential energy was too sufficient. Even if he removed his hand and released the knife now, he still couldn't avoid Xia Ding's punch, so he didn't let go.
Normally Wang Ming should be afraid of this inevitable situation.
But instead of being afraid, he had a smile of success on his face.
Phew...
The sound of arrows piercing the air rang out, and from the big tree where Shi Qing and Shidong had just been hiding, two arrows in total, four in total, were speeding towards this side.
The target is clearly Xia Ding.
The angle of the arrows was extremely tricky. The first two arrows were aimed at Xia Ding's left hand pressing the knife and Wang Ming's right fist respectively. The second two arrows flew straight towards his face.
Having partnered with the Shi Qing brothers for many years, the tacit understanding between the three of them had reached the point where they didn't even look at each other. Wang Ming raised his sword and charged head-on, not wanting to cause any harm to Xia Ding, but just creating opportunities for Shi Qing and Shi Dong.
He never expected that Xia Ding would be so fast. Not only could he easily dodge his sword, but he could also quickly counter his sword.
Although the counterattack was successful, it also restricted Xia Ding's own actions.
The four arrows almost sealed Xia Ding's life. Even if he retreated now, he could only dodge the two shot at his hands, and the two arrows on his face were inevitable.
However, the next scene shocked everyone.
Xia Ding did not avoid it, and his punches became even more fierce.
Ceng clang clang clang......
The four iron-tipped sharp arrows all hit the target. Even one of the two arrows in the second wave hit Xia Ding's right eye, inserting at least more than ten centimeters.
Bang...
But even so, Xia Ding's fierce right fist still hit. Wang Ming didn't even have time to turn his head, and his body was blasted into the snow behind him like a cannonball, making a loud noise.
He was also strong in the logging realm, and his body was not weak. Although his head was not shattered by this punch, it still collapsed by a small amount.
One blow, kill.
Wang Ming died like this.
Xia Ding, who had four arrows stuck in his body, stood up first as if nothing was wrong, and then turned his head. His left eye without the arrow was staring at the two big trees behind him through the night, with a strange smile on his face. All are there.
Whether it was the seven who were fighting with the opponent's crowd or Shi Qing and Shi Dong who were hiding in the big tree behind them, everyone was filled with fear and horror at this moment.
"Run away, he's not Lao Ding, he's the one from Redwood Ridge!"
At this point, if Shi Qing still can't see it, he would be in vain as a leader.
He shouted in shock, bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot out all eight arrows in the wooden tube on his back in one breath. The target was not Xia Ding, but the seven entangled members of the logging team.
The same is true for Shi Dong on the other side.
The seven people in the logging team were already confused by the word "weird" in Shi Qing's words, but because someone was blocking them, they couldn't evacuate even if they wanted to.
At this moment, there were more than a dozen sharp arrows assisting them. The seven people thought that they could escape smoothly, so they turned around and ran away while the sharp arrows were flying towards each other.
However, just like what happened to Wang Ming just now.
None of the members of the Daxia logging team dodge the sharp arrows.
They let the sharp arrows hit their bodies and continued to chase without their lives.
Several of those who were shot in the chest were knocked down by the huge impact of the arrows, while the others who were only shot in their limbs only moved a little slower.
The two slowest runners among the seven were overtaken in an instant.
Not to mention resisting, none of them even turned around before being chopped into pulp by several people behind them with stone axes.
When the five people who had escaped looked back and saw this scene, they did not dare to slow down at all. They quickly rushed to the rear and followed Shi Qing and Shi Dong in a frantic escape.
However, that "Xia Ding" obviously didn't intend to let them go.
Thirteen people with arrows stuck everywhere on their bodies were chasing after them from behind with fast movements. The leader, "Xia Ding", had the arrow stuck in his right eye shaking up and down as he ran. The scene... No matter how you look at it, it’s eye-catching.
"We can't run to the camp, bring them here, we will all die."
Although he was fleeing in embarrassment, Shi Qing was not completely confused. He took Shi Dong and five other people and deliberately fled in the opposite direction of his camp.
Whoosh...
A sharp sound reached his ears, and Shi Qing's face tightened.
This was already the second time. How could he not tell the difference? Just now, the three people died inexplicably as soon as this sound rang out.
What on earth is it.
Shi Qing was so anxious that he hurriedly turned around and looked around, forcing himself to calm down and find the source of the sound.
Suddenly, a thin and long glimmer of light reflected in his pupils from in front of him. Shi Qing, who was running frantically, lowered his head suddenly, and did not forget to shout to warn behind him:
"Look down quickly, there's something ahead!"
Shi Dong, who was closest to him, was the first to bow his head.
Three of the five people behind also lowered their heads.
Only the two at the end, either because they didn't hear clearly or because they reacted too slowly, still didn't lower their heads and just rushed straight over.
Obviously nothing could be seen to block them, but the last two people, like the previous three people, suddenly froze, and then three red dots appeared strangely between their eyebrows.
Blood flowed out from the red dot, and the two fell to the ground at the same time.
Shi Qing, who was running away like crazy, was almost bleeding from his heart.
A few days ago, while hunting that snow mane, three were broken off, including his own brother. Now eight more are dead.
Of the sixteen members of the Dashi logging team, only five were left.
The key is that none of the five of them may be able to save their lives.
Because that weird monster was still chasing them.
Their physical strength was declining and their speed was getting slower and slower, but the group of monsters behind them did not slow down at all.
Dashi camp is probably gone.
Just when Shi Qing had this extremely desperate thought in his heart.
A sharp young voice suddenly came from the right side.
"Finally found it, now let's see where you go!"
(End of chapter)