After Zhang Mochen left the Bounty Inn, he followed Lei Hong from a distance. Although he saw the wooden plaque written by Zhang Tianfeng himself, there was still no clue about his whereabouts, so Zhang Mochen planned to mix in with the diving hunting group and make plans.

Maybe because of the drunkenness, or because of something in his heart, Lei Hong walked quickly by himself, and did not find the tail behind him.

Lei Hong's somewhat swaying figure entered a wood, and it was noon, but the dense foliage blocked most of the bright sunlight, so that it was a little eerie.

Suddenly, Lei Hong's footsteps stopped, he instantly suppressed his drunkenness, looked ahead vigilantly, his right hand slowly wiped his waist, and then held the somewhat worn hilt of the sword tightly.

The sudden change made Zhang Mochen's heart tighten, and he originally thought that he had been discovered, but when he saw the direction of Lei Hong's vigilance, he dispelled his thoughts, and then hid his body behind a thick tree, cautiously peeking ahead.

"Come out!"

A moment later, Thunderhorn let out a low roar and locked his eyes on a tree not far ahead.

"Whew, whew, whew......"

With the sound of the wind shaking their clothes, the three figures jumped down from the trees that could not see anything unusual, and then walked slowly towards Lei Hong.

"Brother Lei Hong is worthy of being the third leader of the submarine hunting group, after drinking so much wine, he can still maintain such a high level of vigilance, admiration and admiration. After a few breaths, the three of them finally stood in front of Lei Hong, and the fat man led by him said in a weird manner.

"It turned out to be a fat man, what's the matter? I missed my brother just after we separated?"

The bounty people are called brothers and sisters on the surface, but in fact, they have their own ghosts, and if there is an opportunity to shoot from behind, they will not hesitate to stab the dagger fiercely. Facing the three people who were not good, Lei Hong knew it, and a faint sneer rose at the corner of his mouth.

"Lei Hong, I can only blame you for not knowing the current affairs, I persuade you not to listen, in this case, don't blame my brother for ignoring the past. The fat man's eyes instantly became cold, and he said with murderous intent, the breath of his whole body slowly condensed, and the yellow streamer lingered tightly.

"High-level Yuanshi!" Seeing the vitality exuded by the fire fat man, Zhang Mochen was secretly shocked,

"The bounty group is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, even if such a cultivation is placed in Sanye Town, it is also the existence of a strong man, and the long-term killing and life and death tempering have tempered their fierce character, even if they encounter the beginner masters of the four major families, they have the ability to fight. ”

The hot fat man revealed his true face, Lei Hong did not flinch a little, and the aura of his whole body skyrocketed instantly, and he also reached the realm of a high-level Yuanshi.

"Hehe, Huo Fatty, your breath is too big, you are also a high-level Yuanshi, where did you get your confidence?" The whites of his eyes that were slightly red because of drunkenness were as bright as blood at the moment, and Lei Hong's fighting intent was condensing little by little.

"What if we add two more beginner-rank primers?" said the hot fat man with a sneer.

As the voice of the hot fat man fell, the two people behind him instantly dispersed their breath, although it was not as strong as the aura of the high-level Yuanshi, but it was also extraordinary.

"Hmph, it's just two jumping clowns, do you really think Grandpa Lei is afraid of you?"

A sarcastic sentence was thrown out, the sword at his waist came out of its sheath, and Lei Hong's body shot out first.

"Then let me take the lead!"

Seeing the air torn by the tip of the sword, the fat man's face shook, his right hand shook the back of his neck, and the pitch-black iron hammer was already ready to fire, and the fat body that burst out in the next second smashed at Lei Hong.

"Seal the way out. ”

As the fire fat man shouted again, the two junior primordial scholars behind him followed closely, instantly forming a three-point encirclement.

One thin and one fat, two figures, rushed towards each other, so that bursts of dust and sand rose behind them.

The sword was raised straight, tearing through the space, and the sound of breaking wind on the tip of the sword could be faintly heard.

The hammer was held horizontally, suppressing the air current, as if the air on the hammer's head could be seen.

"The spirit snake is out of the hole!"

Lei Hong snorted coldly, and Jin Yuanli instantly surrounded the sword, and then rushed to the tip of the sword, almost instantly, condensing a faint serpentine shape.

Although the shape is still very ethereal, it is like a real snake, spitting snake letters, and after Lei Hong shook it hard, he swished forward.

Seeing some cold serpentine shape, the fire fat man kicked the hammer head, and the pitch-black iron hammer was lifted by force, and with the infusion of Jin Yuanli, an illusory bear head suddenly appeared.

"Black Bear Overpower!"

As the fat man shouted, the faint bear head roared out, and the bear head opened its bloody mouth, as if to swallow the snake whole.

After an instant, the snakes and bears collided, and the confrontation of the strong Jin Yuan Force exploded in the air with a muffled sound, and in the originally quiet woods, countless birds flew in fright, chirping.

The two junior primordial scholars of the Divine Ape Regiment blocked Lei Hong's retreat one left and one right, but they did not take another half step, and the contest of high-level primordial warriors was not something they could participate in.

Seeing that it was a killer move, Zhang Mochen's dark eyes trembled slightly, which was completely different from the competition he experienced in the past.

"This is the real fight!" Zhang Mochen swallowed his saliva and said in his heart, continuing to hide his shadow behind the tree quietly.

After the two beast shapes condensed by Jin Yuan's power collided violently, their power did not decrease, and they did not give up half of each other. The roar of a black bear and the hissing of a snake can be faintly heard.

evenly matched, the snake and bear finally exhausted their last trace of strength and disappeared out of thin air. At the same time as it disappeared, there was a piercing explosion, and a circle of air ripples spread ferociously.

Seeing Yu Wei coming, the two junior primordial scholars quickly retreated a few steps, and at the same time urged the aura of their whole body to flourish, which resisted the impact.

"It's so strong!" Zhang Mochen looked at the fight in front of him without blinking, this is a rare textbook for him who has not yet entered the WTO.

Before the aftermath had completely disappeared, the two figures rushed into the area that was still slightly rippling almost at the same time.

As Lei Hong's wrist danced rapidly, the sharp sword stabbed at the fat body in front of him like a carving.

Seeing that the sharp tip of the sword was about to pierce into the chest of the fiery fat man, there was a sudden resistance from Lei Hong's arm. I only heard the sound of 'ding', and between the tip of the sword and the flesh, a pitch-black hammer head happened to block the middle.

"Hmph, that's all you can do?"

The corners of the fat man's mouth raised a hint of mockery, and in the next second, the hammer that blocked the sword attack smashed at Lei Hong's slightly thin chest under the dance of his fat and powerful hands.

The attack was blocked, but the speed of the forward rush did not weaken, and the pressure of the air flow was clearly felt in his chest, but the close hand-to-hand combat gave Lei Hong no time and space to dodge, so he had to quickly withdraw his hand and put the sword in front of him.

"Bang!"

There was a crisp and somewhat piercing sound of iron, and Lei Hong's body not only stopped moving forward, but his feet were rubbing the ground and slashing backwards.

The body was a little out of control, Lei Hong's blood-like eyes did not show a trace of fear, and quickly inserted the sword backwards into the ground, and the retreating body instantly stabilized, but on the ground in front of him, a long scratch could not be hidden.

"The hot fat man belongs to the strength type, and Lei Hong is more sensitive, if he continues to fight hard, I'm afraid Lei Hong is not far from death. Although the confrontation was short, Zhang Mochen still saw the situation at a glance.

However, Zhang Mochen's worries were obviously a little redundant, and the loss just now not made Lei Hong afraid, on the contrary, the fighting spirit was even stronger at the moment. Just when Zhang Mochen was observing the battle situation, he saw Lei Hong's right foot step hard, and the thin body that had just stabilized and retreated instantly burst out again, and the sharp sword inserted in the ground was also brought up, but it was not raised, but the tip of the sword slid close to the ground.

With the victory of one move, the greasy face of the fat man was somewhat proud, and in the face of Lei Hong, who rushed to kill again, the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised a trace of sneer.

But, after a brief sneer, there was an infinite chill in the eyes.

You can despise your opponents, but you must not underestimate them, this is the survival rule of all bounties who go through the trials of life and death every day, and the hot fat man is no exception.

The right foot stepped on the ground fiercely, and the fat body burst out with force, so strong that the fat on his body was shaking violently.

In the pupils, Lei Hong's shadow became bigger and bigger, the hot fat man raised his hands, and the pitch-black iron hammer wrapped by Jin Yuanli once again crushed the space and smashed down.

The gloomy hammer head was getting closer and closer to Lei Hong's head, and the smug look in the small eyes of the fiery fat man was getting stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, the fat man's expression instantly became nervous, because he saw Lei Hong who was close at hand, and the corners of his mouth raised a strange arc out of place.

The premonition of the hot fat man did not make him wait too long, or too fast and too fast, and at the same time as his heart tightened, he saw Lei Hong's body rushing forward with his left foot, and disappeared in an instant.

Everything happened too fast, and the hammer carrying Jin Yuanli squeezed the air and slammed into the ground where Lei Hong was before. The force was so unmatched that it left a spider web of cracks on the ground.

The fat man didn't care about the tiger's mouth that was a little numb because of the shock, and tilted his head slightly, and in the afterglow, those bloody eyes made his heart tighten again.

A sneer rose at the corner of Lei Hong's mouth, and the sword no longer glided close to the ground, but stabbed straight at the back of the hot fat man.

"It's really extraordinary to have such thoughts at the time of life and death. Zhang Mochen saw the sharp sword that was about to pierce the fat back, and secretly spoke. Lei Hong's first move is not a confused hard fight, but a suspicious strategy, and this second move is his real purpose.

Feeling the slightest coolness rising from his back, the fat man's originally small eyes narrowed a little again at this moment, so that in the horizontal flesh of his face, he couldn't see the existence of pupils.

It is close at hand, and a surprise blow is undoubtedly a fatal sword for those cultivators who are pampered, but the hot fat man is not a fist after all, and the long-term knife head has already trained this fat body very sensitively.

I saw that the fat man quickly turned around halfway, and at the same time leaned slightly to the left rear, dodging the vital parts. But after all, it was too close, and the sword was still inserted into the shoulder blade.

The tip of the sword entered the body, and the blood-red liquid instantly gushed out, however, there was no trace of pain on that bloated face, on the contrary, a hint of a sinister smile abruptly raised.

Lei Hong did not stop attacking, and a stronger force instantly came out from his wrist, but the extremely sharp blade did not penetrate the fat chest, on the contrary, it was difficult to enter.

Lei Hong lowered his eyes slightly, and saw a fat palm clasping his wrist tightly at some point, making him unable to break free.

Let Lei Hong do his best, but he couldn't break free after all, and the fat man's hand was like an iron handcuff, locking it firmly.

Misfortune is not a single line, in the next moment of being locked, Lei Hong only dared to make wind in his legs, lowered his eyes slightly, and saw the fire fat man holding a hammer and sweeping over.

Although it was only the strength of one hand, the whistling sound in his ears made Lei Hong clearly realize that if he was hit by a hammer, his legs would be useless.

At the last moment, Lei Hong's face sank, he let go of the hilt of his sword, stomped on the ground with both feet, jumped up with his strength, and his lean figure flipped in the air, cutting an arc from the head of the fat man. Before he hit the ground, his legs contracted and he kicked backwards.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and the foot force generated by the Yuan Force really kicked on the body of the hot fat man, who was already injured by the sword, and with this extremely powerful kick, the hot fat man's eyes suddenly turned a little black.

A wave of weakness instantly surged all over the body, and the hand that was holding Lei Hong's wrist was slightly loosened.

Lei Hong, who took the opportunity to get rid of the restraints, finally stabilized his body after rolling on the ground for a few laps. However, it is obvious that his yuan power has been consumed more, and at this moment he is kneeling on one knee, his chest is rising and falling violently, but the noble head is still not lowered for half a minute, and his blood-like eyes are staring coldly ahead.

was hit by Lei Hong's kick, but the body of the fire fat man was not useless, and the moment Lei Hong landed, the fire fat man recovered his energy.

The fat man clenched his teeth, pulled out his left hand hard, and the sharp sword inserted in the shoulder blade was pulled out alive. As the blade was pulled out, the blood from the wound flowed more unscrupulously, it seemed that because of the large body and the amount of blood, the fat man didn't care, and after throwing the sword to the side, he looked at Lei Hong coldly.