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Time seemed to freeze, and the oppression of death made Lin Jue forget to breathe.

Until a shrill sound of wind broke the silence of the night.

The Ule people's arrows were as fast as meteors, approaching their backs almost in the blink of an eye.

Lin Jue knew that he couldn't hide, and he didn't have time to hide.

At the critical moment, almost relying on his body's instinct, he suddenly pounced to the left and turned slightly sideways.

With strong inertia, the crossbow arrow hit the ground hard against his shoulder blades, splashing up a handful of dirt and hurting his cheek.

This is a real and fatal danger!

Fortunately, the distance of dozens of steps made the crossbow miss a few points, and it failed to hit his vitals accurately.

Despite this, the wound on the shoulder that was opened by the plow still caused a numbing pain, as if it had been pressed with a red-hot iron.

"Hiss——"

The stinging sensation was like a poisonous snake, but Lin Jue lay on the ground motionless.

The sound of the Ule people's hooves was already close at hand.

At this distance, the opponent can add another arrow at any time, but running away will only be in vain!

Lin Jue simply pretended to be dead, buried his face in the soil, and pretended that he had been pierced by an arrow.But his brain was running wildly, quickly calculating counterattack strategies.

His right hand quietly clenched the handle of the knife, and his left hand calmly grabbed a handful of sand.

Behind him, Scout Uler dismounted.

This guy was obviously very proud of his archery skills. He didn't even bother to add another arrow. He casually hung the crossbow on the horse, pulled out his sword with his backhand, and walked towards the "corpse" with a sneer.

God-given opportunity!

Lin Jue stayed close to the ground, accumulating strength in her waist and abdomen, and put her ears to the soil, counting the footsteps of the Ule people——

Ten meters...eight meters...five meters...

The hazy night affected Scout Uler's vision.

When he was less than three meters away, he finally stopped in alarm.

Then he discovered that the arrow just now did not penetrate the target's vital point at all.

Fooled!

Scout Ule's pupils shrank suddenly and he hurriedly raised his hand, preparing to strike again.

At this moment, Lin Jue moved!

The left hand was raised suddenly, and a handful of sand was like a dark cloud in the sky, covering the opponent's face.

Scout Uler screamed and cursed, instinctively threw away his crossbow, and hurriedly swung his sword to block.

"Go to hell!"

Lin Jue seized the opportunity, turned over and violently rose up, and the long-prepared waist knife came first and second.

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