Chapter 550: The Hunt (2)
However, the adventurer had just shot down the sharp arrow, and before he had time to rejoice, another sharp arrow appeared from the fog once, with terrifying power, directly through his chest, causing it to let out a scream, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with red blood.
Immediately after, another sharp arrow appeared from the mist again, with a sharp edge, directly through its neck, causing it to fall to the ground and die, becoming a cold corpse.
Zhao Hu, who shot three arrows in a row, put the bow and arrows on his back, quickly descended from the big tree, walked to the adventurer's corpse, and used the skill of blood coagulation to extract more than ten drops of first-order blood beads from the adventurer's essence blood and put them into a small bag.
After that, Zhao Hu put the adventurer's money and the spear that had rolled to the side into the storage belt, and then his body moved, disappeared in place, and ran into the fog.
In a place full of low bushes, a knife-wielding man wearing the uniform of the Wang family's guards slashed the low bushes with a knife and marched forward, while carefully looking at the surrounding environment, looking for Zhao Hu's traces.
Suddenly, Zhao Hu's figure rushed out of the low bushes, approached the knife-wielding man like lightning, covered the knife-wielding man's mouth with one hand, and waved a sharp dagger with the other, cutting off the knife-wielding man's neck, causing him to die silently and become a cold corpse.
After that, Zhao Hu used the skill of blood coagulation, condensed more than ten drops of first-order blood beads from the blood of the sword-wielding man, and took away the money and weapons from the sword-wielding man's body, before quickly leaving the place and galloping in another direction, disappearing into the fog.
Thick and tough vines, hanging upside down on top of the tree, swaying in the air with the wind, under the cover of the mist, only more than two meters long are exposed, and the other parts are blocked by the mist, and there is no trace of any trace in the other parts.
An adventurer armed with an iron sword and wearing shabby leather armor accidentally broke into this vine-filled place, carefully alerting the surrounding environment, carefully searching for Zhao Hu's traces, trying to kill Zhao Hu and obtain a rich reward.
Suddenly, a thick and tough vine, shaking rapidly, with the sound of whistling wind, slammed into the adventurer's body, making the adventurer's heart tighten, and he quickly turned around and waved the iron sword in his hand, cutting off the vine that crashed into him.
However, as soon as the adventurer turned around and swung his sword to cut through the vines, he saw a sharp arrow, with a sharp edge and a whistling wind, shooting out from behind him, and falling to the back of the heart like lightning, causing him to fall to the ground with a terrible scream.
Immediately afterward, two sharp arrows shot out of the mist and landed on the adventurer's corpse, making it impossible to die again.
After that, Zhao Hu's figure appeared from the mist along the vines, quickly walked to the adventurer's corpse, and very neatly condensed more than ten drops of first-order blood beads, and snatched away the valuable items on the adventurer's body, before his body moved, disappeared in place, and ran into the mist.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The crisp sound of metal colliding sounded in the misty forest, and a Wanbaolou guard who was carefully searching for Zhao Hu's figure had a happy face, clenched the sharp sword in his hand, and his body moved, running towards the source of the sound.
When the guard of Wanbaolou had just run a distance of dozens of meters, he saw Zhao Hu appear from behind a big tree, staring at its figure, drawing a bow like a full moon, and a sharp arrow, with a whistling wind and terrifying power, shot out from behind the guard of Wanbaolou, and pierced the heart of the guard of Wanbaolou like lightning, causing him to let out a scream and fall to the ground and die.
Immediately after, Zhao Hu's figure moved, disappeared in place, hidden in the mist.
Soon after, an adventurer wearing light iron armor and holding a large knife appeared next to the corpse of the Wanbaolou guard, carefully looked at the surrounding environment, carefully guarded to prevent someone from sneaking attack, and shouted loudly: "Boy, there is a kind of out, and Lao Tzu will fight for three hundred rounds!" ”
"That kid may have already escaped!" After the tea, the adventurer shouted more than ten sentences loudly, and all kinds of mocking and abusive voices were endless, but he didn't see Zhao Hu appear, which made the adventurer mutter in his heart, so he began to bend down, stretched out his hand and groped on the body of the Wanbaolou guard, trying to find some money.
At this moment, Zhao Hu's figure walked out from behind a big tree hugged by several people, with a cold face, drawing a bow like a full moon, and a sharp arrow shot out, with great power, directly penetrating the adventurer's body and nailing it to the earth.
After that, Zhao Hu slowly walked to the two corpses, performed his blood coagulation skills, obtained more than twenty first-order blood beads, and took the money from the two corpses before disappearing in place and running into the mist.
"Hunted more than ten people, it should be able to deter them and make them dare not act alone!" Zhao Hu, who was sitting cross-legged between the branches of a big tree, muttered in his heart, and took most of the day out of his arms.
A bag of first-order blood beads has more than two hundred pieces, as long as you take all of them and transform them into pure vitality, Zhao Hu's cultivation will be restored to a six-star martial artist, and after adding oil, you can easily recover to the realm of a seven-star martial artist.
Without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Hu took out a blood bead from the small bag, swallowed it, and the blood god skill was operational, and he began to refine the blood bead and improve his cultivation.
When Zhao Hu was refining blood beads and improving his cultivation, the news of the death of more than ten adventurers, Wang family guards, and Wanbaolou guards had spread rapidly, which made the adventurers, Wang family guards, and Wanbaolou guards who were searching for Zhao Hu's whereabouts shocked, and couldn't help but increase their vigilance.
"These people are all vigilant, if they want to hunt easily, they must use their brains!" Zhao Hu, who hid behind a big tree and reduced the breath of life to a minimum, looked at the adventurers who were acting in a team not far away, and muttered in his heart.
When the two adventurers left Zhao Hu's field of vision, Zhao Hu's body moved, disappeared in place, and scurried into the mist.
"It's such a great place to set traps!" Looking at the low bushes in front of him, countless Teng Man flying in the wind, surrounded by several people hugging, and the slope of a hundred-meter-high tree, the corner of Zhao Hu's mouth showed a faint smile, and he muttered in his heart, and began to set up traps.
After a long time, Zhao Hu, whose forehead was covered with beads of sweat, showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, took out a blood bead from the small bag, swallowed it, and refined the vitality contained in the blood bead, replenishing the physical strength and true qi that consumed a lot of money.
"This time it's big!" After resting for a while, Zhao Hu, whose physical strength and true qi had recovered a lot, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he muttered in his heart, and his body moved, and he rushed into the mist.
"The wolves went out to hunt, and there were only three old wolves left in the lair to guard the wolf cubs, God help me!" Zhao Hu, who was lying in the grass, operated the blood magic skill, sensed the fluctuations in the life of the wolf pack's nest, and found that the main force of the wolf pack was not there, and only the three old wolves were left behind, and he was overjoyed.
After making sure that the main force of the wolves was not there, Zhao Hu walked out of the grass and walked slowly in the direction of the wolves' lair.
Oh! Oh! Oh! A warning sound sounded in the wolf pack's lair, and three sturdy old wolves, more than three meters tall, came out of the lair, opened a pair of blood-red eyes, penetrated the thick fog, and stared closely at the direction where Zhao Hu was.
Sou! Sou! Sou! Sharp arrows shot out of the mist, with sharp edges and terrifying power, shooting straight towards the bodies of the three old wolves.
As a spirit beast native to the Misty Forest, the three old wolves have far more adaptability to the Misty Forest than foreign adventurers, and can lock on to the enemy dozens of meters away through their sensitive sense of smell and sharp gaze, and launch a ferocious attack on the enemy.
The sharp arrows shot from the face, the three old wolves let out an angry roar, their bodies moved, flexibly dodged the attack of the sharp arrows, and opened a pair of blood-red eyes, and the four hooves kicked the ground hard, and turned into three afterimages, from three different directions, straight towards Zhao Hu's location.
Through the blood god skill's induction of the three old wolves' life fluctuations, Zhao Hu could clearly sense the location of the three old wolves, and knew that the three old wolves were shooting towards his position from three directions, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily showed a faint smile.
Knowing the location of the three old wolves, Zhao Hu did not hesitate or hesitate at all, and through the ability of the blood god skill to sense the breath of life, he locked on an old wolf, pulled his bow like a full moon, and shot out three sharp arrows, directly nailing an old wolf to the ground.
Dozens of meters away, in the blink of an eye, Zhao Hu just had time to shoot an old wolf, when he saw two other old wolves, through the fog, appeared in Zhao Hu's field of vision, and opened their mouths slightly, two hot fireballs shot out from it, with a scorching and destructive breath, shooting towards Zhao Hu's body.
In the face of the old wolf's fireball attack, Zhao Hu didn't dare to slack off, threw the bow and arrow in his hand to the ground, his body flashed rapidly, dodged to the side, and took out the stainless steel long sword at his waist, vigilantly looking at the two wild wolves not far away.