As he walked, Yang Hui suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood. He took a quick look and saw that among the trees in front of him, the downed White-browed Eagle Falcon was lying on the thick fallen leaves.
The white-browed eagle kept whining, and blood was still oozing slightly from the two arrow wounds on its body.
Yang Hui hurriedly stepped forward. If it were an ordinary bird, it would be immortal if it suffered such fatal injuries and fell from a high altitude. And this white-browed eagle falcon didn't know if it had eaten the water soul of Renxuan.
Because of this, I have managed to survive until now.
Seeing the sun coming over, the white-browed eagle became more energetic. It flapped its wings and wanted to stand up, but it was obviously unable to make such an action at this moment. Just after the wings flapped twice, the wound tore open again.
"Don't move."
Yang Hui hurriedly held down the White-browed Eagle, and a ball of Renxuan Water Soul in his hand was immediately placed on the wound on the White-browed Eagle's chest.
The blood in the chest almost stopped flowing the moment the Renxuan Water Soul was placed on it, but the next moment, Yang Hui put the Renxuan Water Soul away.
The purpose of releasing Renxuan Water Soul was to stop the bleeding. Now that the bleeding has stopped, it is time to pull out the arrow that pierced the body of the white-browed eagle.
"Be patient, don't scream."
Yang Hui held down the white-browed eagle with one hand and held the tail end of the arrow with the other. He concentrated his power in his hands and instantly pulled out the arrow from the chest of the white-browed eagle.
The white-browed eagle didn't make a cry, but it kept flapping its wings in pain, and tears were about to flow out. Yang Hui hurriedly threw away the arrow in his hand, and a ball of Renxuan water soul was instantly applied to the wound on the chest of the white-browed eagle.
Under the treatment of Renxuan Water Soul, the wound of the White-browed Eagle Falcon was healed visibly to the naked eye. In less than three breaths, the wound had completely healed. If the white feathers on the White-browed Eagle's chest were not dyed red, it would have been impossible to see at this moment.
There are signs of injury.
Yang Hui looked at the injured right wing of the white-browed eagle and followed the same method. Soon the white-browed eagle regained its ability to move again.
However, the white-browed eagle still needed to rest. After carrying it to a secluded place, Yang Hui immediately embarked on the journey again.
As Yang Hui walked, he used the black line of the earth soul to judge whether there were pursuers around him. Not only that, Yang Hui also had to be on guard against the various monsters that appeared here at any time. Without Cheng Lei as a bridge of communication, monsters would generally encounter humans.
There is very strong hostility.
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Midsummer has passed, and it is now the time of early autumn. The cool air is mixed with the freshness of vegetation. Yanghui lies quietly in a low-lying place, completely wrapped in a cover made of vines and dead leaves.
Among them, coupled with the fact that Yang Hui used ice mist to isolate the breath on his body, Yang Hui believed that even if the Sky-Swallowing Dog came, it would be impossible to find traces of him.
However, things cannot be said with absolute certainty. No matter how well Yang Hui hides it, there will always be situations where there are gaps. At this moment, in front of Yang Hui, a giant beast slowly walked towards him. Yang Hui took a closer look.
, turned out to be a bristle boar.
The Sky-Swallowing Dog's nose is naturally very sensitive, but there are people and heavens, and the maned boar's nose is even more sensitive than the Sky-Swallowing Dog's nose.
Yang Hui knew that this brown wild boar was looking for him, so he simply stopped hiding and walked out from the vines.
Wild boars are bully and afraid of the strong. If you continue to dodge, I am afraid that the bristle wild boar will think that you are afraid of it and will attack you immediately. At this moment, you may be able to control it by turning your back on the enemy.
It would be false to say that I am not afraid. The bristle wild boar in front of me is obviously an adult wild boar. Although the adult bristle wild boar has only the strength of the mid-level mortal, in terms of combat power, it is enough to compete with the fourth-level human beings.
Comparable to masters.
It has been more than two days since Yang Hui came to the west of the World of Warcraft Forest. During this period, he encountered no less than five powerful monsters. Among these five monsters, two of them reached the mid-level mortal level. When he met those two monsters, Yang
Hui almost tried his best to survive.
The bristle boar in front of him is quite powerful. If he activates a little more intelligence, he will be able to fight against a sixth-level King Eye expert like the second elder. He is far from being able to defeat him.
Warcraft itself is powerful, but due to its insufficient IQ, it is not that difficult to deal with. However, once Warcraft activates its intelligence, it can be said that the strength of Warcraft has reached a qualitative leap.
Yang Hui didn't dare to be careless when facing this wild boar. His palm passed in front of his eyes, and the blood mist and ice sword instantly condensed.
At this moment, Yang Hui didn't hold back even a single bit. The remaining three star points were all embedded into the Blood Mist Ice Sword. Holding the Blood Mist Ice Sword in his hand, he pointed at the wild boar with his sword, and a powerful aura emanated from Yang Hui.
The maned boar stopped and looked at the sun, as if assessing the situation at this moment, and kept snorting.
Yang Hui is now strong on the outside and strong on the inside. The defense and attack power of the bristled boar are second to none among the earthly monsters. If he really fights with this bristled boar, his sharp blood mist ice sword may not be able to pierce this bristled boar.
The hairy boar's skin, let alone causing damage to it.
Seeing that the maned boar had no intention of retreating, Yang Hui immediately realized that his momentum was not enough. The next moment, the Renxuan water soul followed his arm and instantly merged into the blood mist ice sword in his hand, and Yang Hui's momentum rose again.
The bristle boar was breathing heavily from its nose, its front hooves were constantly digging at the soil on the ground, and it still had no intention of retreating.
The constant digging of dirt on the ground could only mean one thing, and that was that the wild boar was about to attack.
Yang Hui's eyes turned cold, he was afraid that it was inevitable that he would have to fight with this wild boar today.
"If you want to fight, then fight!"
Yang Hui put away his useless aura of intimidating the maned boar, and his eyes suddenly became fierce. He struck out with a sword in his hand, and a blue-purple sword light pierced the maned boar's eyes.
The bristle boar saw the flash of sword light, and suddenly raised its fangs. With a "clang" sound, the sword light shattered and turned into a ball of blue-purple ice mist.
The tusks of the bristle boar are very sharp, and it is so strong that it can lift objects that are almost five times heavier than itself. Not only that, the bristle boar has extremely thick skin and flesh, and even its belly is made of a thick layer of skin.
Protection, it is impossible for ordinary swords to hurt it.
Although the Demonic Bear is powerful, it does not move very fast. It is still possible to escape. But when encountering a wild boar, in a complex terrain such as the jungle, humans cannot outrun the wild boar. Therefore, it is difficult to crawl around in the Magical Beast Forest.
Mercenaries often say, "I would rather meet three bears than a pig."
But that doesn't mean you can just sit back and wait for death when encountering a wild boar. After all, no matter how strong the creatures are, they have their own weaknesses.