The killing intent flashed in the eyes of the corpse demon Xia Rong: "I don't believe that such a strong method can be used at will without any restrictions!

The corpse demon Xia Rong is afraid of the black demon wind, but Zhao Hong, who is the owner of the black demon wind, doesn't care, Zhao Hong has tried, and this black demon wind will not hurt himself.

Zhao Hong passed through the black demon wind, holding a war knife like a hunting beast, and paved towards the corpse demon Xia Rong.

"Die!"

The corpse demon Xia Rong sneered, although Zhao Hong's attack was sharp, it could not make the corpse demon Xia Rong feel any panic, on the contrary, the sharper the attack, the more it would make the corpse demon Xia Rong have a chance!

The corpse demon Xia Rong pretended to be flustered, dodging Zhao Hong's attack, and every time he dodged the war knife cut by Zhao Hong at the last moment, although he dodged the direct attack of the war knife, but he left many wounds of different depths on his body, and blood flowed down the wounds.

"Brush!"

A knife cut through the body of the corpse demon Xia Rong again and again, and after the corpse demon Xia Rong narrowly avoided this attack, he was already a little at the end of his rope.

Of course, Zhao Hong refused to give up this opportunity to pursue, and bullied him forward, and wanted to kill the corpse demon Xia Rong with a knife.

At this time, the corpse demon Xia Rong smiled.

The corpse demon Xia Rong shouted, and the wounds all over his body suddenly collapsed, and countless blood spurted out from the wounds of the corpse demon Xia Rong, as if it was raining blood.

The wounds of the corpse demon Xia Rong are all on the front, and the blood spurted from the cracked wounds is also on the front, and it just so happens that all of them will be sprayed on Zhao Hong's body.

When Zhao Hong saw this blood, he was shocked, the corpse demon Xia Rong's behavior was very abnormal, which was obviously deliberate.

Something went wrong, and of course Zhao Hong was very vigilant.

Immediately used the black demon wind to form a demon wind cyclone around his body, wrapping his body, but the speed was still a little slower, although most of the blood sprayed was blown away by Zhao Hong's demon wind cyclone, but there was still some blood stained on Zhao Hong's body.

After being contaminated with the blood donation of the corpse demon Xia Rong, Zhao Hong felt that his body had become a little sluggish and disobedient, it felt like he had just smelled the pungent smell in the center of the formation, but the feeling was much stronger, the pungent smell just now was just a little feeling, but this blood was very obvious.

"Your blood is poisonous?" Zhao Hong glared angrily at the corpse demon Xia Rong.

The corpse demon Xia Rong did not respond to Zhao Hong, but just looked on alert.

He knew that Zhao Hong was very strong, although he was still a little confident in his own strength, but if he fought head-on, he might not be able to win, so the corpse demon Xia Rong used the method of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, using Zhao Hong's attack to let his blood flow out, and then using the toxicity in the blood to paralyze Zhao Hong's actions, and after Zhao Hong lost his ability to act, the physiology was naturally his.

But the corpse demon Xia Rong never thought that this Zhao Hong was so powerful, and he could fight the black demon wind many times to form a cyclone.

This cyclone can not only form a wall of qi to block the enemy, but also appear directly on oneself to protect one's body.

The cyclone formed by the black demon wind is completely a means of attacking and defending, judging from the current situation, unless it is to the realm of rejuvenating flesh and blood, relying on the ability of flesh and blood rebirth to resist this demon wind cyclone, otherwise there is really no very good way to deal with it.

If Zhao Hong's own strength is average, just with the protection of this demon wind cyclone, the corpse demon Xia Rong still has a lot of ways to try, it really can't work, and he can forcibly protect his whole body with his life force, rush into the cyclone and fight the enemy to the death, but the corpse demon Xia Rong has seen Zhao Hong's fighting style, the kind of shield in his hand as the core or dodge, or offset, or block, it is completely a defensive and offensive posture, and the corpse demon Xia Rong has not yet seen any flaws in Zhao Hong's combat style that can be used by himself.

Because of this, the corpse demon Xia Rong will be so persistent in defeating Zhao Hong with poison, because only with poison can the probability of victory be the highest, and only with poison can the corpse demon Xia Rong have the confidence to win the battle.

In order to be able to use the poison smoothly, the corpse demon Xia Rong did not hesitate to let himself be hit hard, and did not hesitate to lose a lot of blood, but in the end it fell short, Zhao Hong's defense means were too strong, and the vigilance was high enough, and the corpse demon Xia Rong had realized that he had lost the last opportunity to plot against Zhao Hong.

Now the corpse demon Xia Rong is drenched in blood, in order to be able to use the poison in his blood to plot against Zhao Hong, he lost a lot of blood, not only does it look bad now, but because he lost too much blood, the whole person has also fallen into weakness.

Zhao Hong will not have any sympathy because the opponent is weak, and take advantage of your illness to kill you, so that you should do things in a life-and-death battle.

"Die!"

Zhao Hong held a shield left and right to slightly cover his body just in case, and rushed towards the corpse demon Xia Rong with a war knife in his right hand.

Seeing Zhao Hong rushing towards him, the corpse demon Xia Rong's eyes were full of cruelty.

"Just because you're a kid, you want to kill me, and you should be the one who died!"

The corpse demon Xia Rong roared and took out his weapon from his waist, two short hooks that resembled a scythe but were straighter than the scythe.

Such weapons are rare in the southern wilderness.

The most common weapons used by the people in the southern wilderness are axes, clubs, knives, etc., with the battle axe being the most popular.

Although the southern wilderness has the technology of forging, there are not many people who can forge it, and even fewer craftsmen who can make beautiful and durable weapons.

Therefore, for the tomahawk with low forging skills, sticks have become the first choice of many warriors, these weapons are not only lethal, but also have a good attack effect on enemies wearing heavy armor.

Of course, if conditions permit, many people will still choose a weapon such as a war knife that is very lethal and lightweight.

And becoming a warrior has higher requirements for weapons, and more powerful weapons are needed, and the favorite weapon of warriors at this stage has changed from tomahawks to war knives.

The choice of weapon for holy warriors and stronger people generally depends on their personal preferences, and those who are used to using knives will of course continue to use knives.

In addition to personal preference, what is more important is the material and grade of the weapon.

If you can get a good weapon with a finished product, you will use it even if it is not what you are used to.

Sometimes, when you get a good material but can't process it into what you like, you will make some strange things to use.

For example, if you get an extremely hard piece of special metal, the craftsmen in the southern wilderness have no ability to process it into a weapon, so they will find a way to directly attach a long handle to this irregularly shaped ore, and then use the ore as a hammer, and use the ore as a war hammer.