||->-> Chapter 691 of the main text is bloody, and the pig dies

Ding Ermiao smiled, drew his sword in his hand, and at the same time stepped aside, and the blade of the sword had already slashed through the belly of the wild boar.

As for the second senior brother, Ding Ermiao had also seen it when he was in Qiyun Mountain, and knew that its skin was thick, so Ding Ermiao chose its belly to start.

It is also only its belly, which is a relatively weak point, and it is difficult to inflict substantial damage on other places when attacking other places.

Sure enough, with Ding Ermiao's sword, the belly of the wild boar was torn open a one-foot-long gap, and then blood gushed out.

But wild boars are different from domestic pigs, and their fierceness should not be underestimated. After being hit hard, the second senior brother roared angrily, went around in a circle, and hit Ding Ermiao again.

With a whoosh, 10,000 people slashed Qingfeng flashed, and another burst of blood rain splashed, and the opening on the second senior brother's ribs became more than two feet long.

This is called hurting ten fingers, and it is better to cut off one of them. Instead of slashing at it, lock on to one spot and deliver a continuous blow!

The second senior brother hit two swords in a row, \ Wan \ Book \ Bar \ Novel (wanshu) (ba) .com still rushed in without knowing whether he was alive or dead. But the wound was too big, and as it ran, it hured and the internal organs in the stomach flowed to the ground.

Ding Ermiao stepped back with his sword and protected Ji Xiaoxiao's body.

At the same time, the second senior brother staggered a few steps, and finally fell to the ground with a thud, and after a few convulsions, his soul returned to Bliss.

And the internal organs that flowed out of it, because of its own trampling, had already broken its intestines, and the feces were all over the ground, and it stinked.

Ji Xiaoxiao, who was originally going to eat roast wild boar, covered her mouth, retched and almost didn't throw it up.

"It's a pity that I beheaded 10,000 people, and today I made a pig-killing knife, alas, ......." Ding Ermiao shook his head and smiled, and said:

"I was going to take a break, but who knew that I met the second senior brother. Let's pack up and slip away, and prevent the pig descendants of the second senior brother from taking revenge......"

"Okay, we can't afford to hide from it." Ji Xiaoxiao also grinned and packed her luggage with Gu Qinglan.

But Ding Ermiao walked to the river and used the river water to clean the blood stains on the tens of thousands of people.

"Oh no, Ermiao, the children and grandchildren of the second senior brother are here!" Ji Xiaoxiao screamed coldly, with horror in her voice.

At the same time, the roar and running sound of wild boars also came from far and near, like thousands of horses galloping, and the sound was amazing.

Ding Ermiao turned around suddenly, only to see four or five huge wild boars rushing towards the river from the northern slope.

Look at that block, it's at least 400 pounds!

The little boar just now is just a scout, and behind this is the big army!

Presumably, these wild boars heard the roar of the wild boar just now, or smelled the blood of the same kind, so they rushed to the rescue.

"Sister Lan, protect Xiaoxiao, it's really not good, you just cross the river and leave, don't worry about me!"

With a loud roar, Ding Ermiao had already waved 10,000 people and rushed towards the wild boar herd.

Because he grew up in Qiyun Mountain, Ding Ermiao is well versed in the habits of wild boars.

If the three of them stand still, then the wild boar will quickly rush over and bite and bump. In that case, if he wants to rescue Ji Xiaoxiao and Gu Qinglan, he will lose sight of one or the other and fall into a passive place. If you don't get it right, all three will die.

But it's not the same to rush over on your own. The wild boar will concentrate its forces against itself, and let go of Ji Xiaoxiao and Gu Qinglan, who are relatively still.

In other words, whoever jumps happily and runs fast will be dealt with by the wild boar!

Therefore, Ding Ermiao took the lead and rushed forward bravely, giving Ji Xiaoxiao and Gu Qinglan time to escape.

In addition, Ding Ermiao fought the wild boar alone, although it was dangerous, but he could have no scruples and let go of his hands and feet to kill and kill, which was much better than a melee.

In the shouting, Ding Ermiao rushed towards the wild boar herd like an arrow from the string. Behind him, Gu Qinglan pulled the bow and crossbow, and with a whoosh, the crossbow arrows flew out, right in the gaping mouth of the wild boar in the lead!

said that it was too late and that it was fast, and the wild boar at the head was fed an arrow by Gu Qinglan, and with a whining sound, it fell down. The eight-centimeter-long crossbow arrow, pierced in the throat, is definitely not comfortable for wild boars.

Ding Ermiao, who rushed over, had already jumped into the pig's broad back, stepped on the pig's thick back, and the whole person jumped up in the air, swinging his sword and slashing at the neck of another wild boar.

This sword, Ding Ermiao was infused with Taoist true qi, and it was extremely sharp. There was a flash of blue light, and the blade of the sword had already passed the back of the neck of the second boar.

Burst......!

Blood rained down on the sky.

The boar was stabbed, and although it was not decapitated, it was also cut out of the back of the head with a bloody cut a foot long. By inertia, it lunged forward a few feet away, but then fell to the ground, kicking on all fours.

And after Ding Ermiao slashed out with a sword, his body also sank down.

Fortunately, the speed of both sides is very fast, and in such a confrontation, the positions have been reversed. The wild boar ran in front of Ding Ermiao, and Ding Ermiao ran behind the wild boar.

After landing on the ground, Ding Ermiao waved his sword with his backhand, and pulled out a small hole in the butt of another wild boar.

He was afraid that the wild boar would let him go and attack Ji Xiaoxiao and Gu Qinglan, so Ding Ermiao didn't care whether the wild boar could understand or not, so he panicked and shouted: "Don't run, meet the master!" ”

Although the wild boar moves quickly, the speed of turning is obviously not as fast as Ding Ermiao. Several pigs rushed forward several meters before they turned around and came back, screaming and pounced on Ding Ermiao.

Seeing that the goal of attracting wild boars had been achieved, Ding Ermiao did not dare to fight, exerted force under his feet, ran a Z-shaped route, and while running, he waved his sword with his backhand and slashed the wild boars that caught up.

Although the wild boar has thick skin and meat, as long as you give him a few more holes, it will always make it bleed and the pig will die! - This is Ding Ermiao's plan.

But the wild boar's running speed was amazing, and in the blink of an eye, there were already two wild boars, chasing behind Ding Ermiao, roaring again and again.

Gu Qinglan was in the distance, and an arrow shot at the ground again. Unfortunately, the distance is far away, and the lethality is really limited. Although it hit the hind buttocks of the wild boar, it was nothing more than a fly bite for the wild boar.

The situation was critical, Ding Ermiao didn't dare to stop, let alone look back, but just waved his sword with his backhand. By his senses, he knew that a wild boar had been struck behind him, but it was not fatal.

The roar of the wild boar, right in the ears, grew angrier.

Ding Ermiao was horrified, could it be in the hands of these beasts today?

Just when I was about to be confused, suddenly a gunshot rang out, and it was deafening!

Ding Ermiao still didn't dare to stop, and ran a few steps before turning his head slightly.

At first glance, one of the pursuers behind him had fallen to the ground, rolling around; The others were stunned, and sped away into the grass.

These brutes, too, knew the power of firearms, and when they heard the sound of gunfire, they fled.

Downstream of the river, a hunting man ran over with a shotgun in his hand and asked nervously, "How is it?" Are you alright? ”