Thank you ex-girlfriend for not marrying

Chapter 30

"Yes, this guy is still hiding. It's too wretched and shameless."

"Fuck...! This guy is too afraid of death! Look, he actually climbed up a tree to hide."

More than 300 people collided together. Although the scene did not have thousands of troops in ancient times, the atmosphere on the field was already very intense.

However, Li Changan didn't rush over, put the horse under the tree, and then climbed up the tree by himself.

What Master Tang, the King of Fighters, etc. fought in the crowd, completely lost the demeanor of a master, and instead acted like a hooligan, stabbing forward with weapons.

Among the crowd, there were shouts of killing and cries of pain, and some people fell down on the grass one after another. The smell of blood was pungent, and the scene on the battlefield was extremely tragic.

Li Chang'an climbed up the tree, looked around, and found that only the disciple of the Taoist sect was the only one among the crowd, who had the posture of being the one who guards the crowd, killing all directions.

But the good times didn't last long, the three Xueyu disciples on the opposite side immediately came to the Taoist disciples and surrounded him, and the three of them beat one of them, and they immediately fell into a disadvantage.

Xuanmen's eyes are higher than the sky, so they just send an ordinary disciple, and one of them was almost slaughtered when they met.

If this Taoist disciple died, then the others would be vulnerable, and only himself would be left.

Among the leaves, Li Changan pulled the bowstring, three arrows rested on the bow and arrows, crunching and stretching, when he let go of his hand, the arrows left the string, three more swishing sounds, and flew away through the air.

The Taoist disciple was no match for the three of them at all, and almost died suddenly. At this moment, three arrows flew in, and the three Xueyu disciples were all startled.

"What the hell, who is making a cold shot again!"

Xueyu disciple stood where he was, looking at the battlefield angrily, but couldn't see who it was.

"It's too dark, this guy is really too shameless! He actually climbed up a tree and shot a cold arrow."

"This guy is an old bastard!"

"Huh...? You can't say that, have you played League of Legends, and Glory of Kings? Crispy is going to hide behind and output.

This guy is an archer, hiding from the output to find a position, this is an excellent shooter! "

"Yeah! It makes sense for you to say that. When I played Little Luban, I liked to hide in the grass and output."

"Not good, someone found the place where the shooter is hiding, the meat in front should turn around quickly to protect the shooter."

The people below made all kinds of comments, and the audience was boiling. Most of them scolded Li Changan for being old and ugly, and some people even gave orders while talking.

Shooting without fail, as long as Li Changan took out the arrow from the quiver behind him and put it on the bowstring, he never missed a shot, and there were guaranteed to be a few people lying on the ground on the opposite side.

Arrow feathers kept whizzing out from the tree, and the people on the opposite side fell one by one and decreased one by one. It was shocking to watch.

"You see, this is the effect of having a back row output, but on the other side, there are only mages and fighters, and no shooters.

The shooter output here is very powerful. On the contrary, there are no mages, all of them are fighters, but these fighters are not powerful. "

"Hey! This shooter is a king, but with a group of bronzes, it's a bit difficult to win. It's a pity that such a good shooter."

In the auditorium, those people were frantically boiling, their whole bodies were running with enthusiasm, as if they were on the battlefield.

"Damn it...! Aren't you a Taoist disciple? I thought you were a king. Look at your operation. If I help you like this, you will still be slaughtered by others. How can you do this!"

Li Chang'an on the tree suddenly yelled, he tried his best to help that Taoist disciple, but he was slaughtered by others before he met him a few times.

"Hmph! Xuanmen disciples, that's all! We, Xue Yu, seem to think highly of you. After you've been dealt with, we'll deal with that hidden archer."

"Second senior brother, go over and kill the archer on the opposite side!"

"Yes, Third Junior Brother!"

Afterwards, a disciple in blue rode a war horse, bypassed the crowd, and came straight to the tree where Li Changan was hiding.

The other two Xueyu disciples are super gods, just like cutting melons and mowing grass. The weapons in their hands are spiritual weapons, and their figures are like illusions. Wherever they pass, a row of people will fall to the ground.

Even Master Tang, the King of Fighters, and the King of Fighters were slaughtered by others after two or three rounds, leaving only Master Tang.

Master Tang was an old man, and he smeared a handful of blood on a dead man's body, then smeared it on his chest, and fell to the ground to pretend to be dead.

"Pan Fengnian, the situation is not right now, if you want to live, then quickly pretend to be dead!"

At this moment, Pan Fengnian's ear was cut off in half, and he was rolling on the ground in pain. The man he hated the most, Lone Wolf, was already dead, and he didn't want to fight with these terrible people. He couldn't win at all!
So he also pretended to be dead on the ground.

The army was defeated like a mountain, and those hooligans, who had really seen the strength of the disciples of the super martial arts, were all so frightened that they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

The others didn't have any deep hatred, this fight was just to win, since they knelt down and begged for mercy, they lost.

On the battlefield ahead, everyone surrendered, and no one stood still, so Li Changan was the only one left.

The Xueyu disciples kept waving their swords and swords, resisting the arrows shot down from the trees, and it was difficult to get close.

Li Changan also stopped shooting arrows, and heaved a long sigh.

"Hey! The general situation is over, I surrender too! Don't kill me, don't kill me, I surrender too! 6 million! It's just gone, it hurts so much."

The auditorium was erupting.

"I lost. Pan Fengnian lost here. He is indeed a person who has passed down the martial arts for thousands of years. He really didn't disappoint us. It's too good."

"Hahaha! Fortunately, I bet on Lone Wolf to win, but I bet 30, and I made a lot of money!"

"See? There is only the last shooter left, and that shooter is about to surrender, and I've earned it too."

Someone next to him slapped the table and was furious, and then cursed:

"It's special, it's really useless, I lost a few million, and surrendered before the end of the fight. The people on Pan Fengnian's side are really useless. They caused me to lose so much money. I will find someone to kill him in the future!"

Sitting next to Liu Chaoyue, Wang Wenqing had a victorious face and a proud smile on his face. He kept knocking on the table with his hands, and turned to look at the pale Liu Chaoyue.

"Hehe, beyond, the outcome has been decided, and I made more than 5000 million yuan just by making a random move.

It's a pity you didn't listen to me, you lost!I know that you earned millions of dollars by participating in many variety shows and activities. I will reimburse you later, just to win a smile from your face. "

Liu Chaoyue was looking nervously at the battlefield, and when he heard the strange look of the people next to him, he turned his head and glanced:
"Money doesn't matter, just make money after you lose, as long as Li Chang'an is fine."

"Oh! It's good to be fine, isn't it? As I said before, this idiot offended so many people, he will definitely die! His archery skills are quite good, but now he is the only one left, and he can still turn the world upside down ?”

Liu Chaoyue became anxious immediately, and eagerly opened his mouth to refute.

"Li Chang'an has already surrendered, so he's fine. Do you think other people on the battlefield will be fine after surrendering? They can still walk out of the battlefield."

"Hmph! Really?"

(End of this chapter)