Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Beginning of the Cold Front (Asking for Counting Votes, All Kinds of Requests)

Under the Hesse cliff, a faint black mist permeated the edge of the basin, fluttering and surging with the blowing of the breeze, between the black fog, a small figure swished by, the footsteps lightly clicked, one step jumped out of dozens of zhang, the long phantom slowly dissipated behind him, the whole person was like a leopard-shaped beast waiting for the opportunity to move, vigorous and steady.

Suddenly, this small figure suddenly stopped in mid-air, its body twisted, and it was very clever to unload the huge inertia generated by the rapid running of its body, and gently fell to the ground, and then, his body turned, and quietly dived towards the right, a low-lying terrain.

At this moment, in the depression, two groups of young hunters looked at each other angrily, the number of the two sides was about sixteen or seventeen, one of them numbered about sixteen or seventeen people, the leader was a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old with a vegetable face, the other side had twelve or thirteen people, and the leader was a young man of about thirteen or fourteen years old with a beautiful face.

The small figure came to the edge of the depression, hidden behind a slightly raised mound, and his eyes scanned the twenty or so young hunters in the depression, and when his eyes were fixed on one of them, he let out a slight chuckle.

"Well, I didn't expect to meet them here, it's okay, I'll take a look in the dark, what is the actual combat ability of these kids?"

As soon as the words fell, the figure stopped speaking, and quietly watched the warriors in the depression.

"You Han Feng have gone too far in the past few days, and you are against our fire bull group everywhere, I advise you to retreat and don't force us to make a move. The young hunter with a dish on his face said in an unkind tone.

"Wu Tie, entering the Hessian Cliff, everything is based on strength, our Han Feng has only been collecting black gold everywhere these days, but it is a little faster than the actions of your Fire Bull Group, what do you mean to oppose you everywhere?" said the young man with a beautiful face in a calm tone.

"Moving faster?"

Wu Tie snorted coldly and said: "The black gold in our fifth stage area is already very rare, and in the past few days, you Han Feng has collected more than thirty pieces of black gold, and almost half of the black gold in the fifth stage has been taken away, Ye Qing, how can you let the remaining four groups survive!"

"Wu Tie, you are a strong word, the rules under the Hessian Cliff are the law of the jungle, the survival of the fittest, we collect black gold to develop our own strength, what's wrong, do we have to leave it to you instead of collecting black gold?" Ye Qing's tone was a little impatient.

Wu Tie said coldly: "This is natural, Ye Qing, I advise you to leave that bag of black gold, otherwise don't blame us for being polite, you must know that our number is much more than yours." ”

"Is it useful if there are a lot of people?" Ye Qing said disdainfully: "If you really want this bag of black gold, you can take it with your real skills, and let us retreat, but it is impossible!"

"Okay, then we're welcome, don't think that your body is exquisite, and you will definitely be able to beat us in martial arts, you must know that there are eight people in our Fire Bull Group who have reached the realm of martial arts fivefold!"

Wu Tie said proudly: "Among the five groups newly promoted to the hunting battle, our Fire Bull Group is the most powerful. ”

"It's only eight!"

"Wow, that's a lot, I'm so scared!"

"Well, yes, yes, I'll leave me a five-fold cultivation for a while, and I'll give you the bullying of children!"

When the twelve young men of the Cold Wind Group behind Ye Qing heard this, they all suddenly laughed, as if they had encountered something extremely funny, and they started talking about it to themselves.

"Bastard, don't you know that you're dying?"

Wu Tie couldn't help but be furious when he saw that Han Feng and his party didn't take their group members to heart, he waved his arm and said loudly: "Fire Bull Group, beat them hard for me!"

"Okay, I've long seen that Han Feng is not pleasing to the eye. ”

"It's just that relying on the subtlety of the body, it's just that I have succeeded repeatedly, if I pick up real kung fu, where will it be my opponent!"

When the teenagers of the Fire Bull Group heard this, their eyes also surged with fighting intent, and they rushed towards the teenagers of the Cold Wind Group.

"Hanfeng Group, unload the iron sandbags and meet the enemy!" Ye Qing also commanded the young man behind him at the same time as Wu Tie waved his arm to speak.

"No!"

Hearing this, the expressions of the twelve members of the Cold Wind team became extremely solemn in an instant, and they moved in unison, bowing their waists at the same time, stretching out their hands to unbutton several buttons between their calves and back.

Then I heard a muffled sound of "bang bang bang", and several rather heavy sandbags immediately fell to the ground on each member of the cold wind team, shaking up a burst of dust.

"As soon as I took off these iron lumps, my body suddenly felt a lot lighter. ”

"But no, carrying these two hundred catties of iron on my back every day, I feel as if my cultivation has been lowered by a weight. ”

The members of the Cold Wind team unloaded the iron sandbags on their bodies, and their expressions were suddenly extremely relaxed, and their bodies suddenly stood up a lot, and they shook their bodies, and there was a crackling sound in their bodies.

"What?"

The members of the running fire bull team also noticed that something was wrong at this time, and after these cold wind team members removed the sandbags hidden on their bodies, their momentum seemed to have increased suddenly.

"What, they have sandbags tied to them all the time?" Wu Tie's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart suddenly woke up: "With two hundred pounds of sandbags tied, they can also fly like a fly, leaving us far behind, then their true cultivation is ......"

"Be careful, the hunting battles of the Cold Wind Group are all martial artists of the Five-fold Cultivation. Wu Tie shouted.

"All five?"

The members of the running Fire Bull team were shocked when they heard this, and wanted to step back and adjust, but it was too late, and at this moment they were only a few meters away from the members of the Cold Wind team.

"Whoosh"

The members of the Cold Wind team suddenly launched, and the twelve figures gathered together, like a sharp blade that exuded a cold glow, and slashed towards the chaotic team of the Fire Bull team members, and the distance of several meters was in the blink of an eye, and the Fire Bull team was instantly divided into two.

The twelve members of the Cold Front team then dispersed violently, and all rushed into the crowd of fire bulls, looking for their respective opponents, and the scene in the depression suddenly became lively.

"Bastard, Ye Qing, you Han Feng are too cunning. ”

Wu Tie shouted and rushed towards Ye Qing, who was standing quietly, there were twelve martial artists in the Cold Wind Group, and his Fire Bull could not defeat at all, at this time he had only one way to go, that is, to capture Ye Qing in the shortest possible time, so as to coerce the members of the Cold Wind Group to retreat.

"Look at the punch!"

Wu Tie rushed in front of Ye Qing, shouted loudly, swung out his fists, and a strong fist wind roared.

Ye Qing looked at Wu Tie's rushing fists, and did not dodge, he took a step forward, raised his palms slightly, and raised them in front of him, and then his arms suddenly exerted force, and suddenly shook, and a huge force suddenly came out of his arms, and even the sleeves made an extremely loud crisp sound.

"Bang"

Ye Qing's palms collided with Wu Tie's fists at the same time, and the figures of the two were also shocked at the same time, but the difference was that Ye Qing only retreated half a step slightly, and then unloaded all the huge power from Wu Tie.

But Wu Tie was different, he was shocked out by Ye Qing's palms, and his feet couldn't stop reversing on the ground, and he retreated straight seven or eight steps before he stopped his body with difficulty.

"How can he have such great power!"

Wu Tie's arms were numb, his wrists and elbow joints were also faintly painful, and it was extremely difficult to lift his arms, he and Ye Qing were both cultivators in the middle of the fifth level, and the difference in strength should have been extremely small, but how could he know that this battle was a big surprise to him.

"Do you still want to fight Wu Tie?" Ye Qing withdrew his palms and asked slowly.

"This!" Wu Tie said, he turned to look around, his heart sank even more, the sixteen young hunters of the Fire Bull Group who came with him were all knocked to the ground at this moment, and none of the sixteen people could stand in the middle.

On the other hand, the twelve members of the Cold Front team were all relaxed, except for three or four members of the Cold Front team who had some dust marks on their black armor, all the members of the Cold Front team were hardly injured.

And after defeating the Fire Bull Group Hunting Battle, they naturally walked back behind Ye Qing, re-tied the unloaded iron sand bag to their bodies, and stood firmly.

"My Fire Bull Group was all knocked down by your Han Feng Group, what can I do if I am unwilling, but Ye Qing, how can you Han Feng be so strong, such strength is also ranked in the previous years of old hunting battles, but you ......"

Wu Tie knew that the form in front of him could not be changed, and he couldn't help but sigh gloomily, but he was extremely puzzled in his heart, and at the same time, he was even more shocked by the strength of the Han Feng group.

Ye Qing only smiled slightly when he heard this, and did not answer, looking at Wu Tie calmly, Wu Tie saw that Ye Qing did not speak, and couldn't help but sigh again, he turned around and walked slowly towards the team member who was knocked to the ground.

"Alright, let's go too!" Ye Qing glanced at Wu Tie and said to the twelve Cold Blade Hunters behind him.

"No. ”

All the Han Feng hunters sang their promises in unison, followed Ye Qing and turned around and left the depression, walking in the direction of the cottage occupied by Han Feng's group.

As they walked, the entire team was in a neat and tight formation, and although all the members of the Hanfeng team were looking straight ahead, if they looked at it from the side, they would be surprised to find that no matter where they were, they would feel that they were exposed to the sight of these young hunters.

And just as they were about to see the hillside where the cottage was located, a ground very close to them suddenly exploded, and a burst of overwhelming dust swept up, enveloping all the members of the cold wind group, and then, a phantom shadow also quietly jumped out with the dust storm.

"Han Feng gathers. ”

Ye Qing was shocked in his heart, and immediately shouted, being able to lurk in front of the thirteen members of the Han Feng team without being discovered, the cultivation of the comer must not be low.

With a shout, the twelve team members behind Ye Qing immediately gathered in one place, standing back to back with each other, forming a tight circular human wall, their whole body muscles tense, and they were completely on guard.

However, it was not until all the dust and fog that erupted around them dissipated that the cold wind hunting battle did not receive any attack, and it was only then that they realized that not far in front of them, there was a young man with a beautiful face and resolute eyes standing quietly, looking at them with a smile.

"Chu Yun!"

"It's the team leader. ”