Rise From The Doom Chapter 28

The sharp arrows were like lightning slicing across the dark clouds. The warrior who had just woken up saw a flash of red light and five warriors who were at the front collapsed weakly on the ground, their s.h.i.+elds clattering against the ground.

Liu Wei An's expression was solemn. With the bow in his left hand, he was as steady as Mt. Tai. He drew an arrow with his right hand, fast and swift. Arrows shot out like raindrops, fast as lightning.

Some of the warriors who were charging over fell to the ground. Although their s.h.i.+elds were st.u.r.dy, they were not full s.h.i.+elds. Thus, when they were running, many parts of their s.h.i.+elds were exposed. Whether it was feet, hands, or shoulders, Liu Wei An was the cruelest hunter. As long as there was a single flaw, it would be hard for him to escape Liu Wei's eyes.

Seven or eight people fell at a distance of fifteen meters, Liu Wei An began to retreat. As an archer, how could he be stupid enough to fight a soldier in close combat? He was running backwards on his black shoes, but his speed was still faster than a soldier. Suddenly, a sense of danger appeared.

He tilted his head as a sharp arrow pierced through his cheek, leaving a trail of blood. He raised his head and saw that Zheng Xiubo had already shot out his second arrow.

The center of the target's brows.

Liu Wei An's eyes flashed. Compared to archery, he was not afraid of anyone. He raised his hand and shot. The two arrows rapidly approached each other in the air. The triangular arrow shot out by Liu Wei'an was shot down. The harpoon arrow shot out by Zheng Xiubo flew more than ten meters away.

After a series of arrows had killed one of the frontmost soldiers, Liu Wei An's face turned ugly. Zheng Xiubo's archery skills were not as good as his, but his bow was good. Although it was also a wooden bow, he was holding a lower grade black iron grade weapon while Zheng Xiubo's was a upper grade black iron grade weapon.

This meant that Zheng Xiubo's arrow was stronger and faster than his. Picking an arrow out when there were so many enemies was definitely a very painful thing to do. However, even if he knew, there was nothing he could do. He couldn't possibly charge forward. He could only retreat and pa.s.sively strike back.

Consecutive arrows. Consecutive arrows. Consecutive arrows.

Liu Wei An raised his left hand and shot two arrows. The first shot missed Zheng Xiubo's harpoon arrow, and the second shot was a series of arrows aimed at Zheng Xiubo.

Zheng Xiubo was already prepared for this. He shot out his first arrow in midair and grabbed a s.h.i.+eld from the ground to block the second arrow. Simple and practical.

Liu Wei An gritted his teeth in anger, but there was nothing he could do. This kind of s.h.i.+eld was incomparably thick, and it was impossible for a series of arrows to break it apart. His gaze swept behind him.

There were already 50 to 60 zombies that rushed in and killed the people and horses of the Flying Horse Company. Their original formation had long been scattered. They were initially chasing the zombies, but now they were being chased by the zombies. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the people had died. At this time, the middle-aged man was as moving as a fierce tiger descending the mountain. He ran into a zombie.

Then, Liu Wei An saw an astonis.h.i.+ng scene. The two collided and the zombie flew backwards. The middle-aged man's speed didn't change as he punched out with both of his fists and smashed into the second zombie, producing a thunderous sound.

Dong, dong, dong!

The zombie was sent flying more than ten meters away.

The middle-aged man turned his fist into a claw and grabbed the third arrow. He let out a loud roar, and like a clap of thunder, he forcibly tore off one of the zombie's arms, and before the zombie could react, his other arm was also cut off.

Liu Wei An shuddered. Was this guy really a human or a ferocious beast? How could he be so valiant? He raised his hand and shot. Once again, he deflected Zheng Xiubo's harpoon arrow and sped up, escaping Zheng Xiubo's range of attack. Upon seeing this, Zheng Xiubo sneered and caught up to her unhurriedly.

Liu Wei was forced to stop after flying the kite for more than two hundred meters because a group of people had appeared behind him. It was unknown when they had arrived, but they were waiting for him. In front of him were twelve Warriors and Zheng Xiubo, who was better equipped than him. In an instant, he was surrounded again.

Liu Wei An gritted his teeth. Regardless of the enemy's rapid approach, he continued shooting at the warriors in front of him. Straight away, at an oblique angle, a series of arrows … His thoughts were very simple,

He tried his best to eliminate the enemies in one direction, but the people at the back were on guard. Moreover, there were many of them, so they could only attack from the front.

Zheng Xiubo laughed sinisterly. He pulled his bow back and was about to shoot out, but suddenly, a sense of danger came over him. A pet.i.te figure diagonally inserted itself into the ground like a shadow. By the time they discovered each other, the distance between the two was less than three meters. Surprised, Zheng Xiubo nocked his bow and released a bolt of lightning from the bow.

At such a close distance, the arrow was as fast as a flash of cold light. If it were any other person, they would have been waiting for their deaths, but she was Lu Yan. In a split-second, the dagger flew out of her hand and struck the harpoon arrow, and she was already right in front of Zheng Xiupo.

"Crack ~ ~ ~"

With his eyes wide open, he died with everlasting regret. Lu Yan picked up her short sword and charged into the midst of the warriors. Light flashed and screams rang out. Within a few breaths, the battle was over.

Using the advantage of his black shoes, he quickly ran a distance of five meters and shot two arrows backwards. With two miserable shrieks, he slowed down the pace of his pursuers by one step and took the opportunity to dash ten meters away. When he turned around, he saw Lu Yanfei das.h.i.+ng into the enemy's formation, his sword flashed, and a blood-colored light shot into the sky. One person screamed miserably and fell to the ground.

A series of arrows!

In the blink of an eye, five to six warriors fell, including Lu Yan, who also managed to cut down five or six. The rest of the warriors turned around and ran as soon as they heard Lu Yan's shout.

Liu Wei An was overjoyed. Archers loved to see this kind of situation the most, they didn't have to worry about dodging, they didn't have to worry about s.h.i.+elds, and they just had to worry about shooting wherever they wanted. The fleeing warriors hadn't even run ten meters before they were all killed, and Lu Yan had only killed two of them.

When Liu Wei An and Lu Yan rushed to the place where the flying horses were fighting, there were already corpses lying on the ground. There were carriages, carriages, rotting corpses, undeads, and even zombies, and most of them were undeads. However, there were also quite a few zombies, at least fifty to sixty of them.

The only good news was that there weren't many people left in the flying horses team. Along with the middle-aged man, there were less than twenty. It seemed that even though the middle-aged man was fierce, he was still not an ordinary zombie.

Liu Wei'an shot his bow, killing five or six people. The others realized that there was an enemy behind them, so they quickly raised their s.h.i.+elds to block him. The middle-aged man suddenly turned around and shot a cold glare at Liu Wei An.

"I've underestimated you."

He punched the zombie and sent it flying. It was like a tank. Wherever it went both undeads and zombies were knocked away. Lu Yan's eyes were filled with fighting spirit. She pushed off the ground with her back feet, and as mud flew around her body, she shot out several dozen meters away in a flash. Lu Yan leaped into the air, her short sword slas.h.i.+ng towards the middle-aged man with a fierce momentum.

Liu Wei An had just killed three soldiers. When he turned around, his face turned pale with fright. He shouted, "Be careful!"

Dang —

The dagger that was aimed at the top of his head was blocked by a palm. A dazzling spark burst out, and an irresistible force was transmitted over. Lu Yan's palm cracked open, and blood flowed profusely as the dagger flew out of her hand, shooting towards the night sky dozens of meters away. A fist expanded infinitely in Lu Yan's eyes.

With her abundant combat experience, it was almost impossible for Lu Yan to seal the middle-aged man's fist, but she was unable to seal her power. She spat out a mouthful of blood, and her pet.i.te figure shot out like a cannonball, leaving behind a series of bone cracking sounds that reverberated in the air.

Ding -

The arrow was shot at the middle-aged man's body as though it was a piece of metal. The hidden second arrow shot out towards his eyes. The middle-aged man's mouth revealed a trace of disdain as he threw a punch out.

Boom! *

The arrow shattered into pieces, while the fist remained unharmed.

The middle-aged man looked up at Liu Wei An with a smile on his face, as if he was chatting with a friend. He asked, "How is my Stone Demon Hand?"

"He can't even withstand a single blow!" Liu Wei An said coldly and shot out yet another arrow.

"How dare you!" The middle-aged man flew into a rage. He looked at the arrow as if it were no different than the previous one. However, for some reason, he felt a trace of unease.

Boom! *

When the arrow was smashed to pieces, it didn't seem to be any different. The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly widened like a cow's. It was not only the arrow that exploded, but his fist, wrist, and forearm were also blasted into smithereens. When the pain spread throughout his body, the hidden arrow sped up and pierced his heart.

"Bang ~ ~ ~"

Pieces of flesh flew everywhere. A human-head-sized hole appeared on the middle-aged man's heart, and he died on the spot.

With a chain of arrows and a corpse symbol, the middle-aged man could be considered to have died a fair death.

Liu Wei An changed his direction and shot at the remaining soldiers. A few minutes later, all of them were killed. He put down his bow and ran towards where Lu Yan landed.

Fortunately, she caught up in time. In a few seconds, Lu Yan would be torn apart by the undead. She took out two seeds and fed them to the undead. It was a miracle medicine. No matter how serious the injuries were, she would recover in a day or two.

Liu Wei An first fixed his ribs onto Lu Yan, and just as he was about to retract his hand, Lu Yan suddenly opened her eyes and stared at him. Suddenly, when she met his eyes, Liu Wei An was so scared that he almost broke out in a cold sweat.

"It scared me to death."

"If you don't do something shameful, you don't have to be afraid of knocking on the door." Lu Yan's eyeb.a.l.l.s rolled in her sockets as she stared at him. Only then did she start to feel angry. At the same time, she also understood the situation she was in.

"This is the cemetery." Liu Wei An snappily retorted.

"Why aren't you taking your hands off me?"

"I forgot." Liu Wei An withdrew his hand with lightning speed.

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