Zhao Feng felt the changes in his body and was secretly surprised. The injured Zhao Yun turned into a martial spirit and entered his body, but Zhao Yun's injuries were transplanted to his body.
"Pfft!" Zhao Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and felt slightly better.
After stabilizing his mind, he took out a pill and took it. His injury improved, and then he turned back to Xu Huang.
"Xu Huang, what happened?"
"That demon tiger is following us!"
"Where?" Zhao Feng asked.
"It's nearby. Gongming can feel its presence. We must leave as soon as possible. There is a demon tiger's nest here!"
Xu Huang led the way and returned the same way. Along the way, he did not find that Zhao Feng was seriously injured.
Xujia'ao is located in Cuiyun Mountain. On a hill, there are scattered simple wooden houses built according to the mountain, with about thirty-four households.
In the dark night, Zhao Feng admired Xu Huang very much. The rugged and steep mountain road felt like walking on flat ground under Xu Huang's feet.
Even before Xu Huang and Zhao Feng approached Xujia'ao, the air was already exuding a strong smell of blood.
"Xu Huang, what happened ahead?" Zhao Feng looked solemn and was injured, so he did not dare to take it lightly.
"What's wrong, the demon tiger is besieging Xujia'ao!" Xu Huang stepped forward and ran. In desperation, his breathing became rapid and he almost slipped several times.
"Xu Huang, there is no need to worry. Your village is still safe ahead. The smell of blood in the air is released by injured beasts!"
Xu Huang couldn't tell the difference, so he just rushed home with all his strength. Zhao Feng had no choice but to follow closely.
Ouch!
The roars of tigers one after another shook the mountains and forests, and various animals lurking under the night were running for their lives. For a moment, there was chaos in the silent mountains.
"Xu Huang, you stay here, don't be reckless!"
After Zhao Feng finished speaking, he rushed out ahead of Xu Huang. From here, he could already see a large number of torches on the hills ahead, as well as several piles of lit bonfires. With the light of the fire, Zhao Feng could see clearly
More than a dozen demon tigers were besieging Xujiaao.
The Xu Clan Ancestral Hall in the center of Xujiaao has a fairly tall stone wall. Currently, all the Xu clan members, men, women, old and young, gather here.
The young and middle-aged hunters all stood on the wall, bows and arrows drawn, and under the command of the old hunters, they blocked the siege of the demon tiger.
At present, although no mountain residents in Xujia'ao have been injured, it is inevitable that the temple will be attacked by the demon tiger as time goes by.
"Brother Xu, how is the situation outside?" Xu Mengtang, the head of the Xu family in Xujia'ao, looked anxiously and found Xu Huang's father.
"Chief, we must ask for help, otherwise we won't be able to hold on till dawn!"
When Xu Mengtang heard this, his face suddenly turned pale and he rubbed his hands anxiously: "What should we do? We are at least twenty or thirty miles away from other villages. Who would take the risk to rescue us in the middle of the night!"
Father Xu knew that he couldn't point to the county government soldiers, so he didn't come up with the idea to send anyone out to ask for help.
Lu Su followed Father Xu to Xujia'ao. Before he could take a breath, the rapid sound of gongs sounded inside and outside Xujia'ao.
"Everyone, I think we can take turns guarding, and we don't have to go out all the time. I'm going to Lusu in Huaihe. Just before the battle, Lusu observed the terrain here. It's adjacent to cliffs on three sides, and only this side can be attacked by the demon tiger."
Father Xu, Xu Mengtang turned around to face Lu Su, and heard Lu Su say: "For the current plan, we only need to allocate the manpower reasonably, with one group stationed on the wall, one group on standby, and one group resting."
When Father Xu heard that it made sense, he hurriedly said to Lu Su: "Young Master's words can clear the clouds and reveal the sun. The old man admires it."
Father Xu went to make arrangements, and Lu Su breathed a sigh of relief. At present, he had to wait for Zhao Feng to come back, otherwise the lives of everyone in this village would be in danger.
Lu Su was worried. Under the night cover, figures were moving, and Zhao Feng had already arrived at the Xu Family Ao Ancestral Hall.
He was seen holding a Purple Lightning Flying Dragon and a bright silver spear. Wherever the tip of the spear swept, the demon tiger was either broken at the waist or pierced through the throat by the spear.
On the wall, Father Xu saw Zhao Feng coming back and shouted happily: "That stranger came to help us, we have nothing to worry about!"
Most of the mountain people in Xujia'ao were born as hunters, so they were naturally skilled in martial arts. They could tell from Zhao Feng that the demon tiger was no match for him.
Most of the demon tigers have white markings on a black background, but the leading one is a white tiger with black markings on a white background, and is much larger than similar tigers.
The leader of the demon tiger had been hiding in the dark until Zhao Feng killed his kind, and then the demon tiger suddenly launched a sneak attack.
The demon tiger opened its mouth and spat out a huge fireball, which went straight towards Zhao Feng. Zhao Feng sneered, and the Purple Lightning Flying Dragon's bright silver gun turned its head and pierced the fireball.
Boom, the fireball exploded, the silver gun in Zhao Feng's hand remained unabated, and with the coordination of his body and movement, the gun penetrated directly from the neck of the demon tiger's head.
The leader of the demon tiger died tragically, and the other demon tigers immediately jumped into the darkness and fled away without looking back.
"It's not that easy to leave!" Zhao Feng stretched his bow and nocked an arrow, and used the wind-chasing archery technique. The arrows were like meteors, flying through the air into the darkness. The demon tiger trying to escape was already shot by Zhao Feng's feather arrows before he could get away.
Nailed halfway.
"Hey, it's interesting, it turns out there are other people here!"
"No, this person actually discovered the existence of this magician!"
Behind Xu's ancestral hall, on the edge of the cliff, there is a strange man in black robe lurking in the crown of a century-old pine tree, who is secretly peeping.
Zhao Feng raised his hand, his bow was like a full moon, the feather arrow on the bow string burst into flames, and with a whoosh, he shot out a fire feather arrow.
This fire-feathered arrow cut through the night sky, heading straight for the black-robed stranger. The black-robed stranger hurriedly jumped from the tree to the cliff, but the arrow shot by Zhao Feng was a tracking arrow, and it fell even faster.
It hits the black-robed weirdo right in the back of his mind.
"Ah!" A scream came from the bottom of the cliff. The body of the black-robed monster had been burned to ashes before it even fell off the cliff.
"Damn it, you actually ruined my good deeds! Humph, I didn't expect that there would be strange people and strangers in this small mountain village."
Across the cliff from Xujia'ao, on another peak called Yingzui Peak, under a flaming red war flag, stands a person. This person's face is like the bottom of a pot, extremely ugly, with Zhao Feng ears, a sky-turned nose, and a big forked mouth.
There are two canine teeth exposed from the lips, which really looks like a ghost.
This extremely ugly weirdo was wearing gold mail, holding a golden sword in his hand, and carrying a ghost-headed shield on his back. He looked majestic. However, this man seemed to have another purpose. He did not stay here for a long time and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Under the night.
After a fierce battle, Zhao Feng suddenly felt tired, his steps were difficult, his forehead felt hot, he felt dizzy, and fell to the ground, unconscious.
Xu Huang caught up from behind and saw Zhao Feng falling. He hurriedly stepped forward, picked up Zhao Feng and ran away...
The next day, Zhao Feng woke up at three o'clock in the morning.
"Brother, you finally woke up, I'm so anxious!"
"Brother, don't be nervous, it's just a minor injury."
Zhao Feng turned over and sat up from the bed, looking around...