"Damn it! It hurts like hell! Whoever shot that sneak arrow, don't run! Fight me one-on-one!"
The next moment, Jiang Shang's "corpse" crawled to its feet. White light flashed over him, and the arrow that had originally pierced his head vanished without a trace.
He glared in the direction the arrow had come from and immediately spotted a bandit carrying a hunting bow. With a howl, he charged over.
"Mountain God, what kind of person is that?"
Not far away, Hua Xiao'er lowered his bow and muttered nonstop.
He was an ordinary bandit from Wo Niu Zhai, but he had excellent archery skills. Within fifty paces, he never missed.
Just now, he had been the first to spot four people preparing to attack, so he had casually fired an arrow and felled one of them.
But he had never expected that fellow to stand up again the very next moment, roar loudly in incomprehensible words, and charge straight at him.
Without a second thought, Hua Xiao'er turned and ran!
He remembered the storytelling performances he had heard. Those peerless fierce generals would get arrows in the eye on the battlefield, yank them straight out, swallow the eyeball, and keep fighting!
Now, this bizarre fellow seemed to possess the courage of an ancient mighty general!
Hua Xiao'er did not know that he had not merely shot through Jiang Shang's eyeball. He had pierced straight through his brain, killing him deader than dead.
Meanwhile, as Jiang Shang charged, his heart ached.
There went one of my chances at Perfect Resurrection! Just like that!
He secretly lowered his pain sensitivity to the minimum.
"Ghost! A ghost!"
On the other side, the bandit leader wielding a great saber had already chopped off Zhang Xuanyi's head. Then white light flashed over the girl, and she