Su Baozhang walked quickly behind Yang Junshan. No matter what the terrain was, Yang Junshan maintained an extremely uniform speed. Even Su Baozhang thought that he had gone up the mountain to collect firewood in the past and was very familiar with walking on mountain roads. At this time, he felt breathless.
The sound made him admire Yang Junshan, who was three years younger than him.
However, what surprised Su Baozhang even more was that during the process of traveling at this speed, Yang Junshan always had time to find what he wanted from both sides of the road, sometimes pinching a few strands of indistinguishable color from the branches.
Hair, sometimes you can just pull the grass on the ground and you will find a few plants that have been cut by the roots. Sometimes you pull the bushes and you will find a few footprints of unknown beasts.
On the ground covered with dead branches and leaves, I used a branch to move and found a pile of feces...
Although Su Baozhang followed him, Yang Junshan's various tracking methods dazzled him. If he wasn't paying attention, he might not even know where the thing Yang Junshan was holding came from, which was quite dizzying.
Feel.
Originally, Yang Junshan did not accept his suggestion to follow Zhang Yueming secretly. Su Baozhang thought it was because of Yang Junshan's arrogance. However, along the way, Su Baozhang became more and more surprised. He still didn't know who Yang Junshan was.
Have real ability.
It's just that Yang Junshan's sophisticated tracking ability is only available to those experienced hunters. However, the boy in front of him who is three years younger than himself does not look like an experienced hunter. Is it possible that such an experienced hunter is not possible?
Can it be born without success?
Su Baozhang's thoughts were swirling in his mind, but he could no longer hold back his curiosity, so he asked: "Brother Junshan, where are we going? Do you already have a goal?"
"I wish I could run ahead of those people in my previous life!"
Yang Junshan muttered in his heart and replied: "We are almost there. There should be a mountain stream ahead. If nothing happens to the ferocious beast we are tracking, he should be drinking water by the stream at this time!"
Hearing this, Su Baozhang tightened the hatchet in his hand and swallowed hard. His slightly nervous expression contained a hint of excitement and fighting spirit. He looked at Yang Junshan who had drawn an iron feather arrow with his backhand.
Said: "Junshan, I will go up first later, and you wait for the opportunity to kill the ferocious beast with the iron feather arrow!"
Yang Junshan nodded and said in a deep voice: "Be careful, if things go wrong it's important to run away!"
"Moo-!"
As soon as Yang Junshan finished speaking, a low but penetrating cow cry came from far away.
The expressions of Yang Junshan and Su Baozhang both changed. Su Baozhang's expression looked mixed, and he said: "It sounds like an adult mountain bull. It is possible to dig out a middle-grade fairy bezoar stone. It's just an adult bull."
Mountain cows are not easy to deal with!"
Yang Junshan, however, rushed towards the direction of the sound without saying a word, saying: "Hurry, the cry may attract other people, but if it is too late, it will be too late."
Su Baozhang was stunned, and Yang Junshan had already jumped four to five feet away in the woods. Su Baozhang gritted his teeth and immediately followed Yang Junshan towards the edge of the mountain stream. The hands holding the hatchet were because
I used too much force and my veins burst out.
The two of them passed through the woods in one breath. Yang Junshan was explaining something to Su Baozhang while running, until the sound of flowing mountains and streams could be heard in his ears. The scenery in front of him suddenly broadened, and a small valley and green space appeared in front of him.
A mountain stream passed through the valley. A large ox, about seven feet tall and one foot long, heard the sound behind him. He just raised his head from the stream and looked at Su Baozhang, who was running towards him.
"Moo!"
A louder roar made Su Baozhang's heart tremble, and then he noticed that Yang Junshan, who had been in front of him before, did not rush out with him at the edge of the woods at all.
At this time, the mountain-ramming bull had turned around and rushed towards Su Baozhang. Its huge body smashed the ground with a "rumbling" sound as it ran. With one hoof, large chunks of soil were thrown behind the giant bull.
, the trembling ground made Su Baozhang's calves feel numb.
Faced with Chuangshan Niu's indomitable momentum, Su Baozhang's mouth went dry for a moment, and the little bit of cultivation he had practiced diligently for the past three or four years seemed to have suddenly disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, a "bang" sound came from behind Su Baozhang, and the "buzzing" sound of the bowstring was still lingering in Su Baozhang's ears. A wisp of biting majesty whizzed past his ears, and Su Baozhang's spirit suddenly lifted.
, I saw a black shadow passing through my sight.
The mountain bull that was charging towards Su Baozhang with all its strength suddenly let out a roar of pain. At some point, a trembling iron feather arrow was inserted into the thigh of its left forelimb as it jumped up. The front hooves of the mountain bull immediately hit the ground as soon as it stepped on the ground.
As soon as it softened, the huge impact brought by its huge body made the mountain cow almost roll to the ground.
He finally managed to keep his body standing, and blood gurgled down the cow's leg from the blood groove opened by the iron feather arrow. The injury did not make the mountain cow fearful at all. Instead, his eyes were filled with tears because of the blood.
There was a touch of blood, and two thick jets of white gas spurted out from the nostrils, looking even more fierce than before!
At this time, Su Baozhang, who had calmed down, also remembered Yang Junshan's previous instructions, shouted and ran away, taking advantage of the moment when the mountain cow was not stable, all the spiritual energy in his body rushed towards the hatchet in his hand.
, a flickering spiritual light attached to the blade, and slashed towards the injured left front leg of the giant bull.
When the mountain bull saw Su Baozhang rushing over, he suddenly pricked his head. Even though his left front hoof was almost shot through, he still insisted on jumping in the direction Su Baozhang was coming from, rushing, and throwing...
If it had been anyone else, I'm afraid he would have been too late to dodge the jump of the mountain bull, and then he would have been hit by the giant bull and then carried away.
However, Su Baozhang had received instructions from Yang Junshan before. The moment he saw the mountain bull lowering its head, he suddenly dwarfed his body and turned somersault on the ground. The attack of the mountain bull was immediately missed, but Su Baozhang happened to flip over the mountain bull.
In front of the left front leg, the hatchet in his hand flashed with a cold light and he slashed towards the leg with all his strength.
As the mountain bull roared in pain again, Su Baozhang didn't even have time to check the effect of his move. He rolled and crawled on the ground several feet away, and two more bowstrings sounded from behind him, followed closely.
The roar of the cow that hit the mountain turned into a miserable howl.
Then there was a loud sound of a heavy object hitting the ground. Su Baozhang finally turned around to check, and saw that the giant bull had fallen to the ground, struggling and twitching. The left front leg of the giant bull had been completely twisted and broken, and an iron feather on its neck was
The arrow penetrated half a foot, but the real fatal thing was the iron-feathered arrow inserted into the mountain cow's right eye, passing through the eyeball and directly piercing into the head.
I don’t know if the arrow in the eyeball was really accurate or if it was a deception!
A thought came to Su Baozhang's mind, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief. In any case, this big guy was brought down by the two of them working together. This was something he never dared to think about before.
It is possible for such ferocious beasts to generate middle-grade fairy spirits within their bodies!
Su Baozhang felt hot all over when he thought of middle-grade immortals. What's more, the bezoar stone produced by such an adult mountain-ramming bull beast is also a very popular treasure among monks among middle-grade immortals. A very important reason is that the cow
After the yellow stone is refined by the monks to summon the spirit, the spiritual power in the monk's body will be extremely resistant to poison. Although it cannot be invulnerable to all poisons, it is enough to make people flock to it.
Su Baozhang quickly grabbed the hatchet from the ground and walked towards the mountain cow, but just after taking two steps, he found that Yang Junshan had not walked out of the edge of the woods. His heart suddenly sank, but at his feet, he was running towards the mountain cow.
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He slashed the hatchet in the mountain cow's neck fiercely, with a "puff" sound, but it only penetrated three or four inches deep, but the splashing cow blood sprayed all over Su Baozhang's head and face. Only then did he see
The hatchet in his hand has already been curled.
However, this wound was enough to make the mountain cow lose its last vitality. Su Baozhang frowned, but still took a step forward and tried to open the cow's belly with the hatchet in his hand.
There were running and noisy sounds from the lower reaches of the stream and from the opposite bank. The roar and howl of the mountain ox had obviously attracted the attention of other young monks, and they had already followed the sound and rushed here.
Su Baozhang became more and more anxious. However, the hatchet in his hand was blunt and he was afraid of damaging the bezoar fairy in the belly by using too much force. It was extremely difficult to cut open the belly of the cow.
A cold whistle brought a breeze from behind. Su Baozhang turned around and saw a cold light dagger about a foot long stuck on the ground beside him.
Su Baozhang looked overjoyed and said: "Ha, Zhang Huzi's Hundred Refined Cold Light Dagger!"
With this cold light dagger in hand, Su Baozhang's cutting of the cow's belly became smooth immediately. However, at this time, the figure of the young monk who came from the downstream and the other bank also appeared in the forest. Many people had already seen him lying on the bank.
The carcass of the cow that hit the mountain and Su Baozhang who was looking for the fairy in the belly of the cow.
Mountain cow! That is a ferocious beast that may give birth to a mid-grade bezoar fairy spirit!
The young monks coming from two directions suddenly became red-eyed and shouted loudly: "Stop, put down the mountain-ramming cow and let me do it!"
"Hey, everyone who sees it has a share, there's no point in trying to monopolize it!"
"Damn it, the bezoar fairy is mine!"
"You're looking for death, stop it now!"
An impatient young monk tens of steps away stretched his bow and shot an arrow at Su Baozhang. However, Su Baozhang didn't seem to hear him, and he shot faster. As for the few arrows that were shot, they were so far away.
Not only was the distance no longer accurate, the arrows themselves also lacked much penetrating power. Even if one or two managed to fly over, Su Baozhang just leaned down, and his whole body was covered by the huge body of the mountain bull.
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At this moment, Su Baozhang, who was covered in blood all over his face, suddenly laughed "haha", and there was a thumb-sized yellow thing on his hand that he retracted from the belly of the cow, and there was even a vague spiritual light flashing on it.