Although Xifeng Island is the base camp of the phoenix-tailed gulls, as long as it does not appear in the mountain forest composed of western maple trees, the probability of encountering the phoenix-tailed gulls is still not large, so Yuan Hao specially avoided those western maple woods when he moved forward after he had the intention of leaving. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Soon, Yuan Hao's first day on Xifeng Island passed. After night fell, he randomly found a place to hide the Yuan Demon Pei, and then ran to the Yuan Demon Space to heal his injuries.

Early the next morning, Yuan Hao, whose injuries had recovered most of his injuries under external and internal treatment of elixirs such as hemostatic ointment and blood clotting pills, continued on the road again. After yesterday's blow, today Yuan Hao set his target on the sea monsters he had killed on Biyun Island, planning to kill those slow-moving sea monsters first to raise enough money for the boat.

In the unfavorable situation of the first day of the division, the second yen Hao achieved a bumper harvest. In this day, he killed twelve demon beasts, eight of which were in the late stage of the first order, and even one was a first-order peak demon beast star-striped beaver.

After regaining his confidence in the demon beast in the sea, Yuan Hao did not go deep into the island again, he would change to a beach every day to hunt, and if he met a human monk on the way, he would quietly leave. If someone wanted to do something wrong, he would lead him to a secluded place and teach him how to do ghosts.

On this day, when Yuan Hao went to a beach hunting that he had hunted three days ago, he suddenly encountered another group of monks who came out of the other side outside the beach, and coincidentally, this group was the same group that had invited him on the boat that had come to the Tiger Claw Islands.

Glancing at Yuan Hao, who was also full of surprise, the big man with a face-to-face seemed to smile and said: "This fellow Daoist, we met again, it seems that we have a good fate!"

After recognizing this group of people, Yuan Hao knew that he was going to do a show today, and after seeing the playful smile on Dahan's face, he immediately made a retching look and said: "Don't say it so affectionately, who has a lot to do with you? ”

Hearing Yuan Hao's meaningful words, Dahan's face turned dark at first, and then he sneered: "What a sharp-toothed boy, wait for Lao Tzu to knock out the teeth in your mouth one by one, and see if you still have the same hard breath as you did at the beginning." ”

"I'm afraid you don't have that chance. After Yuan Hao finished speaking, he attacked the big man with the strong Imperial Blood Drinking Sword, and then shot the long needle magic weapon at a horse-faced old man beside the big man, who actually planned to shake the opponent's five-person team with his own strength.

"Boy, if you want to sneak attack, you still ....... Seeing that Yuan Hao didn't agree with him and made a move, Dahan held up the golden light mask and wanted to mock him with words. Unexpectedly, his golden light was covered in front of the blood-drinking sword, like a layer of tissue paper, which would break as soon as it was pierced, so before the words in his mouth were finished, the whole person had already fallen to the ground and died.

When the big man here fell to the ground and died, the horse-faced old man who had come to watch the play over there also fell in response, and he never imagined that he would die so quickly and with his pocket.

Seeing that it was just a blink of an eye, the two good players in the team fell to the ground one after another, and the leader of the five-person team, an old man with wrinkled face, shouted angrily: "Let's go up together and avenge the second and third children." ”

This wrinkled old man looked to be seventy or eighty years old, but his cultivation was a real eleventh layer of Qi training, and when he was shouting angrily, he had already raised a string of bracelets with glittering green phosphorus fire and hit Yuan Hao.

The two monks who were awakened by the old man's angry shouting also reflexively attacked Yuan Hao with a sword and a sword, but because they were in a hurry, these two attacks looked soft and weak, and they seemed to be a little lacking in qi.

Since Yuan Hao has already made a move, he naturally guards against the opponent's attack, when he killed the big man, he had already started to recover the blood-drinking sword, and when the bracelet that the old man sacrificed flew towards him, the blood-drinking sword had turned into a purple light again.

Although Yuan Hao's cultivation was far inferior to the old man with the hair at the eleventh level of Qi training, the nine-grade magic weapon of the Blood Drinking Sword was enough to expand the gap between the two sides in turn. After the short sword and the bracelet intersected, the four-grade magic weapon-level bracelet was immediately cut out of a crack visible to the naked eye, and most of the phosphorus fire shining on it dissipated for no reason.

"My Emerald Flame Chain!"

The magic weapon that had been practiced for many years was damaged, and the old man's spiritual sense was implicated, and a trace of blood overflowed from his mouth. It's just that he can't care about these small injuries at this time, but like his beloved child being injured, he touched the bracelet with great power and cried bitterly.

At this time, the two companions of the old man with the hair had fully sobered up, and after they put away the magic weapon that had fallen back into the sky, they anxiously asked the old man with the hair who was still crying bitterly: "Boss, this kid's short sword is too evil, it must be a magic weapon of more than seven grades, what should we do now?"

After hearing his companion's request, the old man with the hair also came back to his senses from his sadness, thinking of the short sword that hurt his beloved magic weapon, he shouted with greed and anger on his face: "Kill him, as long as we get his sword, we won't have to worry about the spirit stone for more than ten years." ”

Yuan Hao, who was running away, naturally heard the words of a few people over there, but not only did he not show a panicked look, but his face was full of sneers. He wished that those people would chase after him, and he couldn't let people know about the blood-drinking sword now.

The three old men who were aroused by the blood-drinking sword no longer paid attention to the corpses of their companions, but pasted themselves with a light body spell, and chased after Yuan Hao, who had already run a certain distance.

Soon, the old man and the three learned how foolish it was to hunt down a gold medal killer in the jungle. But they knew it too late, and using the cover of various natural plants and trees in the jungle, Yuan Hao easily put the three of them on the ground one by one.

Finally, when the old man was dying, he couldn't believe that the ground that his divine sense had swept would suddenly jump out of a big living person.

Gently pulling out the blood-drinking sword inserted into the old man's chest, Yuan Hao explained indifferently: "Divine sense is not omnipotent, not to mention how many things you can see clearly with this kind of rough scanning. I don't know if he explained it to the old man with the dead hair, or reminded himself not to rely too much on his divine consciousness in the future.

After destroying this unknown five-person squad, Yuan Hao didn't have the heart to continue hunting, and after cleaning the battlefield a little, he found a hidden place and escaped into the Yuan Demon Space.

In the Yuan Demon Space, when Yuan Hao checked all the storage bags on the five people, he finally had a little smile on his face. These five people's storage bags not only contained a lot of spirit stones, but also the demon beast materials they had hunted these days, plus other miscellaneous items such as magic weapons, magic runes, pills, etc., with a total value of at least one or two thousand spirit stones.