Doomsday Rise

As the night passed, the coldness gradually faded away with the brightness. When the sky became dark, Liu Wei'an opened the curtain and quietly entered the back mountain without disturbing anyone.

"Hurry up, Goudan, follow me. I'll report to the young master." A slight and slightly anxious voice came from a stone house about thirty meters away.

"Shouhou, why didn't you follow and I went to report to the young master?" The young man named Goudan rubbed his red eyes, somewhat unwillingly.

"Hurry up, Liu Wei'an has disappeared. If you don't follow me, let's see how the young master cuts you." Thin Monkey glared.

"You bastard, I do every dangerous thing." Goudan cursed and reluctantly left the stone house and followed Liu Wei'an. Almost at the same time, the thin monkey went in the opposite direction and disappeared on the path in the blink of an eye. the end of.

He spent the whole night drawing spells last night and rested for half an hour before dawn. He was surprisingly energetic at the moment. Liu Wei'an was walking on the road behind the mountain, looking at the figures flashing in front of him from time to time, sighing secretly at these insect-eating insects. Birds, it's so early, they almost come out on their tails as the cold weather fades away.

According to the income ratio, the income from treasure hunting in the back mountain far exceeds that of drawing talismans. Twenty-four hours of hard work in painting the talisman is not as good as a piece of gold. Naturally, he is not willing to hide at home in broad daylight. Moreover, the treasures in the back mountain will be missing if he finds one, and he cannot let others take it away.

The mountains are green and the mist is hazy. Although there are no wild flowers on the roadside, there are white clouds on the horizon. The Zhuixian River is like a jade belt, winding around the mountains and disappearing into the depths. Looking at Mogu Mountain in the morning, it has a different flavor. It is not as good as the famous mountains and rivers. , but there is nothing to say if the air is good.

Liu Wei'an had just crossed the Zhuixian River when his pursuers appeared. There were quite a few people, five bronze-level, four silver-level, and one gold-level. They were riding in a small wooden boat. There were so many people in the boat that ten people were packed into a can. , because they entered the area behind the mountain, they no longer had to hide their tracks. Ten people rowed wildly, and the boat was like an arrow shooting out, drawing a straight white wave on the water.

"No -" the silver-level man standing at the front suddenly shouted. The others followed his gaze and their expressions changed. Liu Wei'an, who had already crossed the river, suddenly fell back and stood on the bank, drawing his bow and aiming at them.

Halfway across and attacking, this word that should be used in marching and fighting appeared in everyone's mind, and Goudan shouted excitedly: "Liu Wei'an, he is Liu Wei'an."

"Shut up!" Several people shouted at the same time. Goudan smiled and did not dare to say anything. He was only at the Bronze level. Everyone here was better than him, otherwise it would not have been his turn to keep an eye on him. If others told him to shut up, he could only shut up.

While speaking, Liu Wei'an shot an arrow, and everyone felt as if they were facing a powerful enemy. The boat was in the middle of the river, and there was no room to dodge. However, soon, someone discovered that something was wrong.

"It's not like they were shooting at us."

Duo——

The arrow hit the wooden boat. Everyone was in false alarm and breathed a sigh of relief. This man's archery skills were also very poor. But he didn't notice that the face of Hao Guoan, the only gold-level master, changed at the moment when the arrow was like water. As soon as I said 'be careful', something terrible happened.

Boom——

The arrows exploded, sawdust flew, and a big hole was exposed in the canoe, and the river water rushed in.

"Ouch, no, the boat is going to sink."

"This little thief is so cunning. He shoots people before he shoots horses."

"Don't move, you bastards, the boat is going to capsize-"

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Ten people are squeezed into a small canoe. Even if there is no risk, they have to be careful. Now the river is turbulent. How can everyone stay calm? The people in front want to retreat, and the people behind are pushing forward, swaying left and right. This kind of Under such circumstances, Hao Guoan, a gold-level master, could not control the situation. At the moment of life and death, who cares whether you are a master or not.

Finally, because there was no room to squeeze in, the canoe lost its balance, and with a crash, the canoe capsized.

"ah--"

"ah--"

"ah--"

The screams were heartbreaking, and the sounds contained infinite fear and pain. Some people fell into the water, and some people rose into the air. Their strength was reflected at this moment. Only five people rose into the air, and four silver ones rose into the air. Level and Hao Guoan. The bronze-level people were all wiped out and sank into the water. The water of hatred was as domineering as aqua regia, and the people in the water disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was another scream, but it was a silver-level expert who was grabbed by a bronze-level person. The drowning man grabbed something. It took 120% of his strength. It was basically impossible to break it open. Well, the silver-level master was also ruthless. He slapped the opponent's head with his palm, and with a snap, his head was torn apart and his brains sputtered out. It was even more brutal than a smashed watermelon. But he still underestimated the willpower of his companion. Although the man was dead, his hands were still holding his feet tightly. By the time he pulled out the knife, the man had already entered the water. Starting from the feet, his calves, knees and thighs quickly disappeared. not see. If he could make a decisive decision at this time and chop off his legs with a knife, he might still have a chance of survival, but he hesitated, and that moment of hesitation ruined his last chance.

The whole figure was like a frog thrown into boiling water. After jumping a few times, it turned into a corpse and sank.

There were four people left. Hao Guoan was the strongest and was still floating in the air without sinking. The three silver-level people couldn't hold it anymore. One of them tapped his toes and stepped on the head of a bronze-level companion, using the force to float up. The trampled companion sank instantly, the screams stopped abruptly, and the sounds of struggling quickly weakened and finally became calm.

A silver-level master threw a plank when he was about to fall into the water. This was a prepared person, carrying spare tools for crossing the river. The last silver-level expert looked left and right, and saw that he had no companions to stand on, and he did not bring a spare plank. . Facing the death light, he made a shocking move and stabbed his companion's heart with a silent sword.

laugh!

The sword penetrated from the back and came out from the chest. The companion who was stepping on the wooden board suddenly turned around. The first emotion that passed over his face was not anger, but shock and disbelief.

"You, you, you..." His neck tilted and he fell into the water.

The murderous silver-level player landed on the vacant wooden board with an expressionless face, and with great force under his feet, the wooden board shot out like an arrow.

"Brother Han, wait for me -" The silver-level player in mid-air made a desperate voice. He exhausted all his strength, but after all, he was not a gold-level expert. He stayed for a while and his body began to fall.

"Idiot, let him put all his strength on your shoulders, and both of you will survive." The gold-level master shouted angrily at Brother Han.

Brother Han was stunned and immediately understood the feasibility of this idea. A wooden board cannot bear the weight of two people, but if it is just a borrowing effort, it is still possible. With silver-level strength, it only takes eight or nine borrowings from the shore. , feeling ashamed in his heart. In order to survive before, he didn't think that much at all. The moment he turned around to rescue his companions, Liu Wei'an, who had been staring at him, fired his bow.

Whoosh——

Brother Han instantly felt like he was being stared at by a poisonous snake. The hairs on his hair stood up. The light of the sword suddenly struck like a bolt of lightning, hitting the air. At this moment, he felt pain all over his body. Brother Han lowered his head in disbelief. A sharp arrow penetrated deep into the air. The ground is inserted into the heart.

"You bastard——" The companion made a desperate sound and fell into the Falling Immortal River.

Endless regret appeared on Brother Han's face, and he slowly fell down. If he had known that the outcome would be death, he would never have done this, killed his companions, and refused to save them. No matter which way, he would not be able to be in the circle in the future. Mixed up.

Whoosh!

A sharp arrow hit the wooden board, the power of the corpse curse exploded, and the wooden board shattered into pieces. Hao Guoan, who rushed over, cursed "bastard", raised his body again, and risked his way towards the small canoe that had drifted away.

The small wooden boat is half-sunken and half-floating in the water. I don’t know what kind of tree it is made of. It is said that birds cannot cross the water and frightened feathers cannot float. However, this kind of wood can travel smoothly.

Whoosh!

Hao Guoan's hair stood up and he had no choice but to stop. He turned around and hit the incoming arrow. His sword was shining brightly and the arrow was easily shot down. However, a second arrow came out. The second arrow was shot down and a third arrow came out. Come on, the third arrow was shot down, and the fourth arrow came out... Obviously there was only a sound of the bow string shaking, but there were more than a dozen arrows coming out.

At a distance of more than 100 meters, even a platinum bow is not much more powerful, but it is still no problem to kill a person. Liu Wei'an never thought of shooting Hao Guoan, his purpose was to entangle him.

When he shot down the sixth arrow, Hao Guoan used up all his strength and descended, but stopped when he was three feet close to the water. Liu Wei'an's face was calm, and he shot out another barrage of arrows.

If he could speak, Hao Guoan would definitely curse, but he didn't dare to speak. He is a gold-level master. Although he cannot fly in the air, he can still stay in the air for time, but that is under normal circumstances. This is the Falling Immortal River. , the pressure is ten times that of the ordinary environment. If you open your mouth, you may be relieved immediately.

The gold-level master was very powerful. Liu Wei'an fired his third arrow in a row, but Hao Guoan still didn't fall into the water. However, after he shot down the last arrow, Liu Wei'an stopped shooting. Hao Guoan felt strange. But when he turned to look at the small canoe, he suddenly became furious. The Falling Immortal River was calm and waveless. In fact, it had been flowing. In a short period of time, the small canoe had floated to more than a hundred meters.

"Remember me, I will never be a human unless I cut you into pieces." Hao Guoan's face was ferocious, and the murderous intent in his voice was so strong that even falling into the Immortal River could not wash it away.

Liu Wei'an didn't say anything, but just raised his fingers.

"I am so angry!" Hao Guoan spurted out a mouthful of old blood, his breath was released, his body sank into the water, and he disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"What a pity." Liu Wei'an glanced regretfully at the place where Hao Guoan sank. A Huang family-level master must have had many good things on his body, but now they have all sunk to the bottom of the river. As he was leaving, he suddenly raised his head as if feeling something. A group of people appeared on the other side of the Falling Immortal River. The leader was none other than Qian Haosen, looking at him with eyes filled with hatred.

Liu Wei'an nodded to Qian Haosen, waved and left. Qian Haosen's face was ashen and his teeth were almost broken.