Zhou Fan was worried, so he slashed several axes and stomped Wang Shiwu's head down before he felt relieved.

As for the other shot Wang Shiliu Zhou Fan, Zhou Fan, ignored it because after Wang Shiliu fell down, he never responded again.

If he hadn't died, he wouldn't have secretly watched Zhou Fan kill Wang Shiwu.

After killing the two, Zhou Fan gasped.

Just now, I was lying on the snow and waiting and the fierce and short-term fighting were all very exhausting.

Zhou Fan gasped while collecting arrows from Wang Shiwu and Wang Shiliu.

As for the hunting knife and axe, he didn't take it anymore because he already had it, and it would be useless to take it anymore. Instead, arrows are more important.

"They look the same. When they hear them, they seem to have special abilities to find me, and they will also evolve into an abnormal state..." Zhou Fan quickly left the wooden house while summing up, "and I don't know if there is any..."

Soon Zhou Fan saw a snow forest. The bright red snow forest was not big, so he walked in.

He walked around the snow forest and had a rough understanding of the surrounding environment.

After that, he climbed up to the tallest tree in the snow forest and looked at it in the wind and snow.

Soon he saw a group of people riding horses in the wind and snow east of the snow forest.

"One, two, three, four...twelve, thirteen, fourteen." Zhou Fan's face became solemn. He didn't expect that fourteen would come this time.

After all, only two came last time.

Zhou Fan was not discouraged. He slid down from the tree and ran towards the east.

Soon he ran to the edge of the snow forest in the east. He hid behind a tree and saw the group of people getting off the horse not far away and hiking.

They looked exactly like the three people he killed, all of whom were full of hair and beards.

The weapons on the body have changed, and cold weapons such as swords, shields, spears, swords, hunting knives, axes, etc. are carried or hung.

However, all fourteen people were equipped with bows and arrows. They held bows and arrows and aimed at the direction of the woods.

Fourteen powerful hunters were slowly walking towards Xuelin, but before they could enter Zhou Fan's range, they suddenly retreated.

This made Zhou Fan's pupils shrink and he began to retreat.

"Is it necessary to be so cautious?" Wang Shi asked with a smile, "Even if we are an awakened dreamer, what can he do if we have fourteen people together?"

"It's not a question of whether he escapes or not. He can kill fifteen or fourteen people, and we can enter the dream together, which means it is unusual. If we are careless, even if we can kill him, it will be damaged. Do you want the person you want to lose?" Wang Yi asked.

"I don't want to." Wang Shi calmed down his smile.

The others nodded slightly.

They returned to the horses and drove them to the front, while the fourteen of them followed behind the horses, so that they could avoid the cold arrows in the snow forest.

Their premonition of tracking told them that Zhou Fan was hiding in the snow forest, and they were not afraid that Zhou Fan would escape their tracking.

After the fourteen people entered the snow forest, they all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw no cold arrows shot.

But instead of throwing the horses off, the fourteen people continued to slowly move forward with the horses on their backs.

Fourteen cunning people.

If it were someone else, they might feel desperate.

But Zhou Fan did not. His heart was as cold as iron, and there were constant voices in his heart that told him: Kill all those who appeared in front of him.

He took advantage of the trees to stare at the moving herd of horses and people.

"This is too troublesome and it greatly limits our speed." Wang Shisan felt quite uncomfortable.

They used to play the game of hunting dreamers, but they had never been so careful and depressed.

Wang Yi ignored Wang Shisan's complaints. He was the leader of the eighteen brothers and was more cautious than other brothers.

He was just searching for Zhou Fan's figure.

Zhou Fan did not escape from Xuelin in his premonition, so he must have hid in the dark and stared at them in search of opportunities.

The relationship between prey and hunters may change. Wang Yi does not want to be prey, he only works as a hunter.

call out!

An arrow shot out from the woods, aiming at Wang Shiyi, who was on the periphery.

The arrow came too suddenly, and Wang Shiyi could not react at all, so he was pierced through his neck.

The other thirteen people bowed their heads and leaned on the horse's belly to be alert to the second arrow.

Wang Shiyi's face turned pale, blood tendons appeared one after another, and his pupils turned bone white. He tilted his head and did not pull out the arrow. He was not dead yet.

He lost his mind and just ran towards the direction of the cold arrow.

call out!

The second arrow shot out again.

The arrow was nailed to Wang Shiyi's forehead, and he fell to the ground in disbelief.

The remaining thirteen people took this opportunity to stay away from the herd of horses, hide behind the trees, and draw bows and shoot arrows.

Swallowing!

One by one, the bows and arrows passed through the wind and snow, and pierced into the direction where the cold arrows were shot.

They also skillfully used the forest to slowly lean towards the cold arrow.

In order to prevent the prey from escaping, Wang Yi made a gesture, and eight people ran around in two groups, forming a surround with Wang Yi and the other six.

Cold arrows shot from time to time in the jungle, but Wang Yi and the others were both smart and never gave Cold arrows any chance.

They also shoot arrows from time to time, delaying the pace of their prey breaking through.

The cold arrow gradually stopped, and no cold arrow shot out again.

"He has no arrows." Wang Er said.

The arrows in the dreamer's hands can only come from King Seventeen, King Sixteen, and King Seventeen.

Since entering the snow forest, Wang Er has been counting Zhou Fan's arrows, and he confirmed that Zhou Fan has no arrows.

When they learned that Zhou Fan had no arrows, the thirteen people burst into laughter and came out generously from the hiding trees.

Zhou Fan, without arrows, is like a sick tiger without minions, and is the fish they slaughtered on the chopping board.

But before they could approach, another arrow shot out, nailed Wang Jiu's head, piercing Wang Jiu's head through.

Wang Jiu, who had penetrated his head, could not even transform into a corpse, so he fell to the ground.

The twelve people hurriedly hid behind the trees again, and then avoided the second arrow.

Wang Yi stared at Wang Jiu's body and said in a deep voice: "Wang Er, what's going on?"

"Impossible, why do he still have arrows?" Wang Er said in a little unconvinced manner, "Does he still have time to recycle the arrows we shot?"

This is simply impossible, otherwise it would be easy to be shot by a streamlined arrow.

"We were fooled. Many of the wooden arrows he shot just now were without lethality." Wang Shier picked up an arrow and said with a dark face.

The arrow in Wang Shier's hand was a wooden arrow with a simple arrow, and the arrows were almost zero. However, their minds were always on Zhou Fan, but they did not pay attention to such details.

Otherwise, Wang Jiu would not have to die.

Now no one of them is sure how many arrows Zhou Fan still has in his hand.

"Don't worry about how many arrows he has, let's slowly surround him to see how long he can hide?" Wang Yi shouted loudly.

His voice was very loud, which was to let the other brothers hear it, and it was also because even if Zhou Fan heard it, it was useless.

In his eyes, Zhou Fan was just a dying beast.
Chapter completed!