High-level martial arts: Invincibility starts with basic archery.

Chapter 119 Why Did You Provoke Him? (Bonus Chapter for 892 Monthly Tickets)

The people of Zhao Family Fort were stunned by Chen Fan's aura, and stood there dumbfounded, recalling what they had heard earlier.

Therefore,

This young lad from Chenjia Village was nothing like the person they had imagined, who had come with a bow to curry favor with them.

On the contrary, is he here to demand someone back?

How dare he?

The group of people looked at each other in bewilderment.

Even Zhao San himself was stunned.

Over the years, not even his two older brothers had ever spoken to him in that tone, let alone anyone else in the village.

This kid in front of me actually dares to talk to me like that again and again?

Who gave him the courage?

"You brat, do you know who you're talking to?" The crooked-mouthed man was the first to react, shouting, "Right now, immediately, kneel down and apologize to Third Brother, or else, not only you, but your entire Chen Family Village will be wiped out of this world!"

"That's right, you greenhorn, how dare you talk to our Third Brother like that? I think you have a death wish."

"Why waste words with him? Just kill him!"

While they were talking, they didn't dare to make the slightest move. At the very least, they would wait for Zhao San to nod before they dared to take action.

Chen Fan ignored everything else and kept his eyes fixed on Zhao San.

If the other party makes the first move, he will not show any mercy. Of course, he will leave one or two survivors to ask about the whereabouts of Uncle Wei and the others.

Just as the situation on the field was tense and about to erupt.

Zhao San, whose face was ashen, chuckled. He looked at Chen Fan with amusement and said, "So you came here alone just to find out where Wei Tiangong and the others are?"

"good."

Chen Fan said coldly.

"Interesting, very interesting."

Zhao San laughed, and the laughter grew louder and louder until tears were about to stream down his face.

"Kid, should I say you're either incredibly brave or as stupid as a pig!"

His gaze gradually turned cold.

"You want to know where Wei Tiangong and the others are? Fine, I'll tell you!"

"Third Brother..."

The man with the crooked mouth standing to the side hesitated to speak.

If someone asks, just say, "Isn't that too embarrassing?"

Besides, this guy is just a little kid, why bother with him?

Zhao San turned his head and glanced at him, who immediately shuddered and then glared fiercely at Chen Fan.

It's this kid who got me scolded. I'll definitely teach him a lesson later.

Chen Fan's heart jumped into his throat.

Then Zhao San's voice slowly rang out, "They are dead."

"?"

The man with the crooked mouth and the others were taken aback and all looked at Zhao Laosan.

Wei Tiangong and the others are dead? No way! I saw them building the wall this morning.

"!!!"

However, Chen Fan felt as if something had hit his head hard, making a buzzing sound.

"What did you say? Say it again?"

Chen Fan's eyes were bloodshot. Although he had prepared for the worst, when he actually heard the result, an overwhelming rage surged through his body uncontrollably, and he roared:

"I'm giving you one last chance. How are Uncle Wei and the others doing?"

As the voice faded, a strong sense of crisis suddenly arose in the hearts of the people opposite.

It was as if the person standing before him wasn't a human, but a mid-level ferocious beast about to unleash its fury! No, even more dangerous than a mid-level ferocious beast!

If we don't tell the truth and really anger them, they'll die!

"Ha ha ha ha."

Zhao Laosan burst into laughter, mocking, "You're giving me a chance? Don't even mention once, even if you give me ten, my word won't change. Wei Tiangong and the others are dead, I killed them, along with their families. I killed them all, oh dear, how pitiful."

He clicked his tongue. "You can't imagine how pitiful that little girl was when she died at my hands."

The others exchanged glances and immediately chimed in.

"That's right, that's right. Wei Tiangong and his gang are traitors. What's the point of keeping them alive if not to kill them? Are they just wasting food?"

"Those kinds of trash deserved to die!"

"Kid, didn't you want to know their whereabouts? Now we've told you, what do you want?"

A group of people acted with impunity.

With so many people on their side, and Brother Zhao being a martial artist at the third level of Body Tempering, would he be afraid of a mere kid?

What kind of international joke is this?

At this moment, Zhao San also glanced at Chen Fan sideways, with an expression that said, "I've said it, what can you do to me?"

At this moment, Chen Fan suppressed his anger, took a deep breath, and said, "So, Uncle Wei and the others are really dead, killed by you?"

"That's right."

Zhao San readily admitted it. "And then? What do you want to say? Or are you planning to kill us?"

Everyone else laughed when they heard this.

Kill them?

They've almost killed the kid.

Congratulations, you guessed right!

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Fan took out six arrows from the quiver behind him and nocked them on the bowstring.

Then, with a loud bang, six arrows shot out.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Not to mention, the people of Zhao Family Fort had no idea that Chen Fan would actually dare to make the first move.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

A crisp sound rang out.

At such close range, let alone a body-tempering martial artist, even a mid-level ferocious beast would be pierced by the arrow.

Therefore, without any suspense, the six people who were shot were instantly sent flying backward, with a bowl-sized blood hole appearing in their chests, a shocking sight!

Two of them passed through two other people, their momentum undiminished, and flew hundreds of meters away again.

Zhao Sanfei was in the air. He desperately lowered his head, looking at the bloody hole in his chest with an incredulous expression. His mouth was open, as if he wanted to say something, but blood gushed out of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, everything went black, and I completely lost consciousness.

"Third Brother!"

"Third Brother!"

The exclamations came belatedly.

But just then, Chen Fan drew four more arrows from the quiver. This time, he was even faster, so fast that his arm even left afterimages in the air.

That's right, he used his vital energy to activate the Rapid Fire Meteor Arrow skill.

The moment it was activated, I felt a drop in my blood and energy, but my arms seemed to be wound up, and their speed doubled.

Therefore, almost half a second later, there was another loud bang, and four arrows pierced through four people. One of them even pierced through three people in a row!

Screams rang out one after another in the arena, but then stopped abruptly.

Someone finally realized what was happening and drew their bow and arrow at Chen Fan.

At a distance of twenty meters, less than thirty meters, they could hit the target even with their eyes closed.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

A whooshing sound suddenly rang out as three or four arrows flew swiftly toward Chen Fan.

Chen Fan sneered and activated aiming mode. These arrows, which couldn't even reach a speed of 200 meters per second, were pitifully slow.

With a mere dodge, he dodged all the menacing arrows, then drew three arrows, nocked them, and released them.

It seems that a lot of the body's energy and blood have been depleted.

"what!"

Several screams rang out from not far away. The men who had just been shooting arrows at him clutched their chests and collapsed in agony.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

The man with the crooked mouth was still alive, and upon seeing this scene, he trembled all over.

This kid in front of me is a monster! A monster!

How long has it been? In less than three or four seconds, more than half of our men have fallen, including Third Brother and Brother Cao, who were shot dead in the first shot.

How could I possibly be a match for him?

Thinking of this, he simply threw away the bow and arrow in his hand and ran away.

Then he heard the howling of a gale behind him, a chill ran down his back, and he was suddenly thrown into the air. A tremendous pain, like a tidal wave, engulfed him.

He wasn't the only one who realized something was wrong and ran away.

Unfortunately, they weren't fast enough; they couldn't even run 50 meters, let alone 800.

After using a volley to kill the maximum number of enemies, Chen Fan picked off the rest one by one. With each arrow he fired, his internal energy was being depleted, but fortunately, the speed was much slower than before.

Ten seconds later, only one person remained in the arena.

The man was so frightened that he wet himself and sat down on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Seeing Chen Fan's arrow pointed at him, he hurriedly raised his hands and shouted at Chen Fan with all his might, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! They're not dead! They're not dead!"

"What did you say?"

A hint of surprise appeared on Chen Fan's indifferent face.

Uncle Wei and the others didn't die?

real or fake?

The man, with snot and tears streaming down his face, said, "Third Brother, ptooey, Zhao San, Zhao San is lying to you. He said that on purpose to provoke you. In fact, Wei Tiangong and the others are not dead at all. They are all alive and well."

Chen Fan's pupils contracted slightly, then he said coldly, "How would I know if you're trying to survive and are deliberately lying to me?"

"Young brother, even if I, Old Zheng, had the guts of a bear and the gall of a leopard, I wouldn't dare deceive you! If you don't believe me, I swear, I swear a solemn oath! If even half of what I just said is a lie, may I, Zheng Xiong, die a horrible death!"

As he spoke, he looked at Chen Fan with a pitiful expression and pleaded, "Young brother, spare my life, spare my life!"

In his heart, he cursed Zhao San's ancestors for eighteen generations a hundred times!

Couldn't you have spoken properly? Why did you have to provoke him? Now look what's happened, everyone's going to suffer the consequences!

He forgot that he was one of them.

"Are you really not dead?"

A glimmer of hope rose in Chen Fan's heart.

"He's really not dead!"

A glimmer of hope rose in Zheng Xiong's heart as well. With a fawning smile, he said, "Zhao San didn't like Wei Tiangong and the others, so he sent them to expand the wall with the rest of the village. If you don't believe me, I can take you there. No, no, I can bring them out for you to see."

He quickly changed his tune.

"No."

As soon as Chen Fan finished speaking, he drew back the bowstring.

"No! No!"

Zheng Xiong was instantly pierced by the arrow, fell to the ground, and lost his breath.

"Are you trying to provoke me?"

Chen Fan looked at Zhao San's gradually cooling corpse not far away and shook his head.

He had a feeling that even if he didn't come this time, a conflict between his own village and Zhao's Fortress was inevitable.

Moreover, what that Zheng Xiong says may not be credible.

After all, when someone is about to die, what kind of oath can't they swear?

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