Half a month later.

Inside the Gainyi Forest, the tall trees on both sides are densely rooted around, and the dense and thick leaves block most of the sunlight, and only a small amount of sunlight shines through the gaps, barely allowing a glimmer of light in the depths of the forest, and it is vaguely possible to distinguish what the object is.

"Whew~~~"

Heavy wheezing rose and fell regularly, and suddenly a figure rolled out of the emerald green grass, holding a silver scimitar, wearing an embarrassing hunting suit, and his high leather boots were cut dozens of cracks by sharp stones because of the tumbling.

"Get up, they're coming with them, and they should be around here." The long flaxen-colored hair that was at shoulder level was scattered on both sides of the shoulders, and the gray face and a pair of inky black eyes were like sharp swords, sweeping straight across the surrounding scenery. Chapped lips, he continued to mutter, "I can feel its breath approaching, and it should know I'm here." ”

After saying these words, the slender white fingers gripped the scimitar tightly.

He's none other than Grant!

From running to the Gainyi Forest half a month ago to now, he spent half a month hunting and catching demonic beasts, and finally raised the level from level four to five, and the demon pet also regained a more powerful level five demon pet. Now he found that when the energy of the fifth level was half, and then raised to the sixth level, it would normally take more than half a month, or even a month.

Grant thought about it carefully and felt that it was not cost-effective, so he simply came here and trained his combat skills.

After all, this world seems so real, he can't just improve his physical fitness, and he doesn't even exercise his basic combat reflexes, if he doesn't exercise often, it's really a game, and Grant understands that he will die in the world of glory soon.

"Woo~~" The surrounding grass and woods rustled, and from time to time there was a low roar, and their voices were filled with a cold sense of danger, at this time, the sound gradually approached Grant, hearing these voices, Grant held the handle of the scimitar tightly with both hands.

Suddenly-

Grant felt a sudden chill rise in his heart, as if he had fallen into an ice lake, his whole body was cold, and even the goosebumps around him were rising one after another, and he knew that there must be a demonic beast staring at him behind him. At this time, if he didn't fight back, he was afraid that he would be torn alive by the other party into pieces of flesh and blood.

"Back." Grant gritted his teeth, turned and took a step back, the scimitar in his hand in front of him.

"Woo~~"

The razor boar, whose whole body was covered with pitch-black manes, snorted twice, its huge body was nearly three or four meters, and it was on top of two snow-white fangs, and it locked on Grant with its reddened eyes. With a low grunt, he trampled the ground, kicked up a cloud of dust, and rushed towards Grant.

"Come on." Grant took a deep breath, one foot on the ground, and the other hand stretched out his scimitar to attack the razor boar's abdomen, and the silver light of the knife cut a silver line in mid-air, quickly slashing to the abdomen.

"Smack!"

The razor boar's eyes showed a disdainful gaze, and he pushed forward with his fangs against the scimitar, and the huge force instantly made the scimitar miss, and at this time, Grant's body staggered a few steps, and the scimitar also flew out because of the numbness of the tiger's mouth.

"It's so powerful, it deserves to be a level six demonic beast, even if I reach level five, I can't use a scimitar to break through its protection, it's too powerful and terrifying." Grant showed a look of surprise and felt the tingling of his left hand, and a trace of bright red blood slowly flowed down his index finger, and dripped onto the wet dirt surface with a click.

Grant took a deep breath, for the razor boar, which is relatively rare in the game, he knew that the other party was the kind of monster with a very strong strength value, and it was obviously unrealistic to use a scimitar against it.

"Bang la la~~~"

Grant understands that the opponent's ** strength is too strong, and he doesn't have so many ideas for the time being, and he understands that he can't win it in close combat, so he can only come from other directions. A pitch-black flame appeared out of thin air in midair, and a black compound longbow burst out of the flames. Grant took the longbow in one hand and slowly injected a wave of mana.

The milky spiritual power and the bow of will merge with each other. Three stainless steel arrows appeared on the quiver behind him from the reserve space, he held a long steel arrow, closed his left eye, pinched the tail directly, and went forward with a bang.

"Whew!"

The steel arrows with golden flames turned into streamers and shot at the body of the razorboar, and with a snort, the long black arrow shot into the skin within a few centimeters, but for the razorboar, it was only a little pain, it bowed its head and roared, snorted resentfully, and rushed towards Grant again.

In its eyes, the man in front of him has no strength, the only trouble is the weapon in his hand, every arrow embedded in its body, it can feel the hot pain, and even the wound has not healed for a short time. The blessing of sharpness has a destructive effect on the wound itself, and the recovery ability will generally be affected.

"Two shots!" Grant dodged as he retreated, turning into an afterimage among the grass and trees, quickly dodging, holding two long black arrows in one hand at the same time, aiming at the follow, his razor-boar.

"Whew! Shout! ”

Two pale golden streamers streaked across the void, towards the two eyes of the razor boar, poof, Grant, who has excellent bow and arrow skills, has analytical skills, and is extremely good at things like fixed guards, although it is not as useful as a sight, but after analysis, he can always find the best angle for archery.

The two arrows fired at the same time, even if the razor boar was smart, there was no way to dodge, the pitch-black steel arrow shot deep into the red eyeball, the crimson blood flowed down the long arrow, and it also trampled and roared like crazy, and the gray-black hooves threw the black dirt vigorously.

"Two more."

Grant conjured two long steel arrows out of thin air, and fired two more, one to the belly and one to the center of his head.

In the end, with the assistance of the bow of will, Grant killed this sixth-level demonic beast alone, and in the whole battle, the only trouble was that an arrow would consume his 0 mana and spiritual power, and after a dozen arrows, he would have no combat power.

"It's a bit of a hassle, but basically, it's not much of a problem. It's a pity that I don't have advanced swordsmanship now. Grant showed a look of disappointment, after he entered this glorious world, there was no advanced swordsmanship in his memory, only the most basic moves.

And the high-level swordsmanship of Wanghuo City is controlled at the level of the baron nobles, which temporarily makes Grant temporarily in close combat, and there is no special anti-heaven performance, and he can only rely on the bow of will in his hand.

Suddenly, the surrounding grass still trembled, and a large number of buzzing sounds sounded around it.

Four razor-headed boars stepped out of the grass, their eyes fixed on Grant as if they were enemies. The resentful scarlet gaze made Grant instinctively vigilant, and with a wave of his hands, two pitch-black flames ignited in front of his body, and at this time, a wolf beast roar came out of the flames and spread throughout the forest.

Grant couldn't help but smile, and his eyes fell sarcastically on the razor boars in front of him.

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PS: Attack to the front of the total new book list, sprint!