In the forest of monsters, one of the biggest enemies of adventurers is strange adventurers. Because many adventurers think that hunting monsters is too dangerous and the harvest is not very large, they will hit other adventurers. As long as they are prepared in advance, they can easily hunt other adventurers who are humans and obtain all the gains of the killed adventurers in the forest of monsters. Compared with hunting fierce monsters and hunting adventurers who are humans, the harvest is much greater. Therefore, Zhao Hu is full of vigilance towards the three adventurers who are approaching him.

"Congratulations to little brother, the Flame Tiger is a very rare monster. Hunting a Flame Tiger is more cost-effective than hunting more than a dozen monsters of the same level. It's such a good luck that the little brother can hunt a Flame Tiger!"

Seeing the vigilant look on Zhao Hu's face, the bald man continued to walk towards Zhao Hu while showing a harmless smile on his face.

"Little brother, don't be nervous. We are not bad guys. My name is Jiang Wen. I am the leader of the Qingfeng Adventure Group. This is Zeng Qinghua and Yunhua. They are all members of the Qingfeng Adventure Group. What do you call the little brother?"

The bald man saw Zhao Hu, when the three of them approached five meters, he took out a sharp sword from the space ring, and looked at him with a warning look on his face, as if the three of them were approaching one step forward and he would launch an attack. He took the initiative to stop moving forward, stopped five meters away from Zhao Hu, pointed at him and his two companions around him, and said with a gentle smile.

"Zhao Hu!" Although the bald man Jiang Wen had a gentle smile on his face, as if he had no malice towards him, Zhao Hu did not believe it. In fact, Zhao Hu would not believe it if he met any stranger in the Warcraft Forest and was full of vigilance.

The three adventurers in front of him were even more alert when they saw the valuable corpse of the Fiery Tiger, because no one knew whether the three of them would have the intention to see money. They took advantage of the situation where they had just fought and their strength was damaged, and attacked him and snatched his property.

Zhao Hu asked himself, if he saw a treasure, the owner of the treasure was in a weak stage and there was no one else around him, he would definitely take action to snatch the treasure and kill the owner of the treasure, because this world is a world where the strong prey on the weak, and there is no reason to say at all, and the truth only exists among strong people who are evenly matched.

"Brother Zhao Hu, I think you are alone, and it is quite dangerous in the forest of warcraft full of dangers. Why not, you act with our Qingfeng Adventure Team so that your safety can be guaranteed. Look, how about it?" Seeing that Zhao Hu's vigilance was not diminished, the bald man Jiang Wen's face remained unchanged, and he still looked at Zhao Hu with a gentle smile on his face.

"Sorry, I'm used to acting alone. If there is nothing special, we'll have a date later!" Hearing the bald man suggesting that he walk with the three of them, a trace of disdain flashed in Zhao Hu's eyes. Such a simple trick, and he wanted to deceive himself, he really regarded himself as a fool.

After saying that, Zhao Hu turned around and walked towards the distance.

Seeing Zhao Hu leaving, Zeng Qinghua, who was standing next to the bald man without saying a word, Yun Hua, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and whispered to the bald man Jiang Wen: "Boss, there is only one person on the other side, and he just fought with the Fiery Tiger. It is estimated that his current strength is not half as high as usual. The three of us are all three-star martial artist-level warriors, so we should be able to easily take it down. How about it, will we do it?"

Hearing his companion's words, the bald man Jiang Wen thought for a moment, then nodded softly and said, "Okay, we've made him!"

After saying that, the bald man Jiang Wen pulled out the long sword at his waist, moved his body, turned into a afterimage, galloping towards Zhao Hu's side. The long sword in his hand swung out, and a cold sword light shot out from it, running straight towards Zhao Hu's back.

Zhao Hu, who was walking quickly while closely following the movements of the three, felt the cold murderous intent coming from behind. He immediately knew that the other party was indeed malicious and was about to attack him. He snorted coldly, flashed his body, dodged the attack of the cold sword light, and flashed the sword in his hand, and was flew into the space ring and a pair of star fists appeared on his hands, quickly brought it on, turned around, and looked straight at the bald man Jiang Wen who was coming towards him.

Seeing Zhao Hu avoiding his sword light attack, Jiang Wen did not rush to continue attacking Zhao Hu, but looked at Zhao Hu with a cold murderous intent and said, "Take the corpse of the Fiery Tiger, we can let you have a way out."

Although Jiang Wen is sure that Zhao Hu's strength is definitely not as strong as half of his usual strength, since Zhao Hu can kill the Flame Tiger, it is certainly not easy to prove that his strength is definitely not simple. Even if only half of his strength is left, it is very dangerous.

More importantly, maybe he has other trump cards in his hand that he doesn't know, which can pose a threat to his own life safety. Therefore, if he can obtain the corpse of the Flame Tiger without taking action, Jiang Wen is unwilling to take risks.

Hearing Jiang Wen's words, Zhao Hu's face showed a hint of disdain, and his eyes were shining with a cold chill, and he said coldly: "It's not impossible to let me hand over the corpse of the Flame Tiger. As long as you can kill me, not only the corpse of the Flame Tiger is yours, but the other finances on me are also yours."

After saying that, Zhao Hu moved his body without waiting for Jiang Wen to answer, and approached Jiang Wen like lightning. The true energy in his body was circulating rapidly. The technique of the ancient fist was exerted. With a trace of essence, the true energy containing powerful force flowed through the meridians in his body and poured into his fists. As his fists swung, it turned into strong winds, causing crisp sounds of sonic booms to smash towards Jiang Wen's body.

Seeing the sharp black light shining on Zhao Hu's fist, feeling the terrifying power coming from his fist and hearing the crisp sound of sonic booms, Jiang Wen's face changed slightly, and he did not dare to take Zhao Hu's fist. His body flashed rapidly, avoiding Zhao Hu's fist attack. The long sword in his hand swung out quickly, and a series of cold sword lights shot out from it, slashing towards Zhao Hu's side like lightning.

Facing Jiang Wen's sword light attack, Zhao Hu sneered, the sensitive boots under his feet were fully brisk in speed, and his body moved flexibly, avoiding the attacks of cold sword lights, and approaching Jiang Wen. His huge fist, with sharp black light, strong wind, and terrifying power, bombarded his body, and fell onto his chest extremely accurately, causing him to scream in a shrill voice. Several ribs on his chest were interrupted by Zhao Hu's punch.

"Boss, are you okay?" Zeng Qinghua and Yun Hua, who had just caught up, couldn't help but change their faces. They quickly helped Jiang Wen up and asked with a careful look on their faces.

"I'm fine, I have a big idea, let's go!" Jiang Wen, who was helped up, put his right hand on his chest, and slapped hard, connecting several broken sternums, and said to Zeng Qinghua and Yun Hua with a pale face.

"I want to leave, it's too late. You all have to stay here today!"

Hearing Jiang Wen's words, Zhao Hu, not far away, said loudly with a sneer. Since the other party dared to attack him and wanted to steal the corpse of the Fiery Tiger in his space ring, he did not need to show mercy and let the other party have a way out. Zhao Hu had only one response to anyone who dared to take the initiative to attack him and wanted to kill him, that is, kill him all!

Hearing Zhao Hu's words, feeling the coldness in his tone, Jiang Wen, who was lying on the ground, stood up with difficulty, held the sword in his hand tightly, and said to Zeng Qinghua and Yunhua beside him: "Since the other party refuses to let us go, we will fight him!"

After saying that, Jiang Wen moved his body and took the initiative to meet Zhao Hu. The long sword in his hand quickly waved out, and cold sword lights containing powerful power shot out from it, forming a dense sword net, which quickly slashed towards Zhao Hu's body.

At the same time, Zeng Qinghua's true energy was rapidly moving, his body flashed rapidly, and he quickly approached Zhao Hu. The shovel in his hand, with a fiery red light, quickly slashed towards Zhao Hu's neck.

Yun Hua moved his body and appeared one meter away from Zhao Hu's right. The three-meter long whip in his hand waved out and turned into a red dragon. With terrifying power and cold murderous intent, he whipped towards Zhao Hu's body.

Facing the attack of Jiang Wen, Zeng Qinghua and Yunhua, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Hu's mouth, and his figure flashed rapidly. He avoided the attack of the sword light swinged by Jiang Wen, and approached Zeng Qinghua like lightning. The wild ancient fist technique was activated. A pair of huge fists, with sharp edges and terrifying power that could kill a third-level monster with one punch, hit Zeng Qinghua's stomach, and directly knocked him away more than ten meters away. He fell heavily to the ground. A trace of red blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, making a shrill scream.

After hitting Zeng Qinghua with one punch, causing him to lose his combat power, a cold and cold light flashed in Zhao Hu's eyes, and his body flashed rapidly. With his right hand with Xingchen fists, he grabbed the long whip that was whipping around him. He pulled it hard and pulled Yun Hua, who was wielding the long whip, to his side. The huge fist hit Yun Hua's chest without any mercy, directly interrupted several of his chest, causing him to let out a shrill scream, flew more than ten meters away, fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of red blood, losing his combat power, and becoming a lamb to be slaughtered. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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