Chapter 595: Perfect Hunter

In a hurry, Ye Qingcheng opened his mouth to bite his palm, and suddenly threw a string of blood onto the body of the silver-eyed wolf.

Lure, use blood as bait!

However, the silver-eyed wolf only paused briefly and continued to leave, seemingly unwilling to compete with the silver-eyed python for food.

"Damn, playing with fire and setting himself on fire. Ye Qingcheng scolded angrily, got up and ran north.

This is the predator's favorite scene, Ye Qingcheng's escape stimulated the appetite of the silver-eyed python, and it immediately flew towards Ye Qingcheng like a bolt of lightning, almost sticking to the tip of the grass.

At this time, Ye Qingcheng didn't have any strength, and he couldn't escape the fangs of the silver-eyed python at all.

In the blink of an eye, the silver-eyed python rushed behind him, and the fishy smell in its mouth was already enveloping him. However, at this desperate moment, a white beast shadow swooped down from the east cunningly. The target is not him, he is not a threat, but the silver-eyed python!

Ye Qingcheng puffed and fell to the ground. There was a murderous scene behind him, the silver-eyed wolf didn't really run away, it was a wolf, and the wolf wouldn't let go of its prey lightly. If there is an opponent scrambling, it will kill the opponent first!

The silver-eyed wolf's movements were extremely decisive and precise, and it directly hit the neck of the silver-eyed python, so that the silver-eyed python's fangs could not bite its body.

"That's right!" Ye Qingcheng was in a cold sweat behind his back.

Then he took the sharp stone from his waist and got up.

Fighting was inevitable, and the silver-eyed wolf bit the neck of the silver-eyed python, and the python's blood flew everywhere. The raging silver-eyed python shook its body and tightly wrapped around the silver-eyed wolf's body.

The tearing lasted for a long time, and the silver-eyed python tried to suffocate the cunning silver-eyed wolf, while the other party bit through its throat, trying to wait until it ran out of blood.

Ye Qingcheng stared nervously at this stalemate, as if he had returned to his childhood. However, at this time, his mind did not change, he could see what was going on, and knew that this victory belonged to him.

In the end, the silver-eyed python was invincible to the ferocity of its opponent, and the silver fierce light in its eyes gradually stiffened and dimmed. However, its body still tightly strangled the silver-eyed wolf, strangling its opponent to the point of exhaustion, and it only had one breath left.

After the death of the silver-eyed python, the silver-eyed wolf tried to struggle out. However, Ye Qingcheng grabbed the sharp stone and walked over. It stared at Ye Qingcheng ferociously, trying to intimidate him.

"You can't scare me. Ye Qingcheng said in a deep voice: "I was much stronger than you before. If you have a little strength left, I can pinch you to death!"

With that, he ran over violently, and after it broke free, he decisively grabbed its neck from behind, and then used the sharp stone in his hand to frantically sawing the fur on its neck.

The silver-eyed wolf struggled furiously to get rid of him, but he clung to its neck like a maggot attached to the bones, and sawed at its neck with all his might.

Seeing that the silver-eyed wolf's body was about to break free from the entanglement of the python corpse, Ye Qingcheng roared frantically, "Break!"

"Poof!! blood gushed out like a fountain of rage.

Ye Qingcheng immediately dropped the stone and fled north nervously.

After escaping for more than ten steps, he stopped. At this time, blood was still flowing from the neck of the silver-eyed wolf, and it finally struggled out. It couldn't hold back its blood, just as it couldn't contain the anger in its heart.

Ye Qingcheng did not flee again, but stared at it with fanatical eyes, and said in a deep voice: "One, two, three, four, five, down!"

Poof!

The silver-eyed wolf, who was bleeding non-stop, fell to the ground in response. It twitched slightly, then froze.

"Haha!" Ye Qingcheng, who was the survivor of the catastrophe, laughed excitedly: "Lao Tzu is really a genius!"

Then, he quickly calmed down and said, "Bone spears, fangs, python tendons, furs, danxin, and Bhutanese nuclei are useless to me. ”

After thinking for a while, he opened his mouth and said: "With these, this level of Lao Tzu can pass guò!"

Half an hour later, a large wild boar with a strong body appeared nearby, and its thick bloody aura attracted it. The corpses of the two terrifying beasts were simply decomposed by Ye Qingcheng.

He looked up at the wild boar, its pitch-black pupils, which seemed to have little strength except for being a little bigger. He took out the bloody wolf heart, threw it out, and shouted: "Don't get close to Lao Tzu, or I will eat you!"

As he spoke, he carried a spine spear on his back and a wolfskin package full of booty, and ran quickly north.

............

In the Wind Dragon Palace, under the bloody darkness, two blood-colored ghost shadows wandering like ghouls collapsed when they were close to Ye Qingcheng's body, and finally turned into two blood snakes, silently swimming back into the abyss. However, there were still five blood-colored ghosts roaming around him, and the other two were never visible.

............

"Hey, Lao Tzu is here!" On the vast grassland, a lush wind whistled. Ye Qingcheng stood on an ancient tree with a crooked neck, shouting at a giant eagle with wings two feet wide on the sky.

Suddenly, a cold silver light swept through the eagle's eye, and it flapped its wings violently and swooped down.

Ye Qingcheng quickly climbed down from the tree and hid in a cluster of dense grass.

The eagle swooped very fast, but in the blink of an eye, its shadow was overshadowed. However, in the grass blown by the strong wind it carried, there was a scene that frightened it.

Ye Qingcheng was lying on his back on the ground, with a strong bow longer than his body on his feet, holding the python tendon bowstring with both hands, a long arrow with fangs, ready to go.

"Whoosh!"

A terrible scream echoed in the howling wind......

The grassland in the starry sky, although mysterious and magical, is more real than the real world.

In the southern part of the steppe, there is a huge canyon in which the rushing river flows. On the south side of the river, there is a dense deep forest.

A ferocious spotted tiger, carefully searching for some kind of aura, was attracted to it. It walked cautiously through the woods, and when a rustle of bushes came from the ground in front of it, it leaped to its feet and swooped down there.

As a result, after rushing through the bushes, a huge eagle appeared in front of it, and it was so frightened that it suddenly retreated.

It reacted very quickly, and only at second glance could it be seen that it was an eagle corpse.

However, a sound of rope breaking came, and a twisted iron branch tree beside the spotted tiger immediately whipped violently.

"Roar!!" the spotted tiger roared angrily, and was instantly whipped away by the iron branch tree, until it was more than ten zhang away, before it slammed into the cliff to the north.

The cliff wall was suddenly knocked out, and cracks were cracked. The brindle tiger fell down with a large amount of rubble.

Ye Qingcheng, wearing an animal skin coat, slid down from a dense treetop and looked north.

The spotted tiger did not die, it struggled angrily, crawled out of the rubble, and stared at Ye Qingcheng angrily and ferociously.

Ye Qingcheng stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky and said, "There is more." ”

"Bang !!" a boulder weighing tens of thousands of catties fell down with a bang, directly smashing the spotted tiger into a pool of blood.

Ye Qingcheng has completely adapted to the environment here, just like a little native, he took out a berry from his waist, took a bite, and said, "This is the seventh head, and there are two more." ”

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