Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Lumbering Realm, Digging Realm, and even Cold Resistance Level, all use strength as the standard to measure combat power.

In that case, the advantage in numbers is inevitable.

Many hands make light work, it's not just empty words!

When he just approached He Meng, Xia Hong knew that his basic strength should be around 43,000 by observing the changes in his qi muscles, which means that He Meng had also entered the stage of reshaping his skin and preparing to break through the Cold Resistance Level.

A quasi-Cold Resistance Level expert, plus twenty-three Digging Realm experts rushing towards him at the same time, it's impossible to say that there is no pressure at all.

Especially when he glanced at the rear, there were seven people drawing their bows and aiming at him, Xia Hong's eyebrows narrowed slightly.

Like Da Xia, the hunting team of Mirror Immortal Camp is also full of tacit understanding.

He Meng led sixteen people to pounce on him, and seven people behind him shot arrows to cover.

Seemingly emotionally agitated, he still didn't forget to cooperate.

"Good idea!"

Xia Hong sneered, raised the long ceremonial saber, aimed at the seven archers, felt it slightly, turned around, and with the help of inertia, exerted force with his right hand and threw the ceremonial saber fiercely at the person in the middle.

Puff... … … …

The 1.7-meter ceremonial saber instantly turned into a sharp spear.

The distance of more than 30 meters arrived in an instant, and the man had just put on an iron arrow, and his eyebrows were directly pierced, and he died instantly.

While throwing the ceremonial saber back, Xia Hong's left hand was not idle either.

He had already taken off the double-edged giant axe from his back, held the axe handle horizontally with both hands, and drew a semi-circular axe mark in front of him, just sweeping He Meng and the others who were slashing at him with their broadswords.

Clang... Clang... Clang... Clang...

A series of more than a dozen sounds of gold and stone intersecting resounded all around. A total of seven people rushed the fastest. When the broadswords collided with the giant axe, all seven people flew out more than ten meters. Among them, the broadswords of three people even flew out of their hands directly.

Bang!

"Puff... …"

The seven people fell to the ground at the same time and made a loud noise. Six of them didn't even have the strength to climb up, and directly vomited blood and fainted, without the slightest resistance.

"Use bows, don't get close!"

He Meng, the only one who climbed up, showed a look of fear on his face, and directly opened his mouth to stop the others who were still trying to rush over.

Clang... Clang...

Xia Hong, who swept away seven people with one axe, didn't dare to stop his hands at all, and continued to dance the giant axe wildly, almost forming an axe curtain in front of him, resisting the iron arrows shot by the six people behind him.

"Fortunately, the current strength is more than enough to swing the axe!"

Through the axe curtain, Xia Hong saw the remaining sixteen people in Mirror Immortal Camp. Under He Meng's reminder, they all began to retreat, and the killing intent in his eyes rose again.

Obviously, these people knew that they couldn't fight head-on, and planned to use bows all the time.

"At such a close distance, you have to have time to use a bow!"

In the gap between swinging the axe, Xia Hong's eyes were like electricity, and he found a gap. He suddenly ran forward, and almost instantly caught up with the ten people who were retreating.

He didn't even care about He Meng on the flank. The rapidly rotating axe curtain approached ten people, and the strong force formed an attraction, which instantly swept the slowest one in.

Crack... Crack... Crack... … …

The first, the second, the third... … … …

The axe curtain was like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, sweeping people in one by one in a destructive manner. The people who were swept in couldn't bear Xia Hong's terrifying power at all. Either they were directly beheaded by the giant axe, or they were smashed out with the sound of broken bones by the giant force.

Even if the reaction was fast enough to resist with a knife, the final result was that the person and the knife were chopped and flew out. When the person hit the ground, the body had already been twisted into a very extreme state, a dead end.

Clang clang... … … …

The most outrageous thing is that, under such circumstances, the arrows shot by the six people farthest away were still blocked by Xia Hong's axe curtain, and they couldn't attack him at all.

The axe curtain was impenetrable by water or oil, like a giant shield, tightly blocking Xia Hong's entire body, and they had no way to do anything.

"How could he be so strong, how could he be so strong!"

Watching Xia Hong kill all ten people who had just rushed up with him in less than a dozen breaths, He Meng's heart trembled wildly. Looking at the axe curtain swung by Xia Hong was still rampant, in addition to hatred in his eyes, there was also a strong jealousy.

He couldn't understand why Xia Hong, who was obviously very weak a few times ago, suddenly became so strong.

"You guys run first, go back and report to the leader!!!"

Burning with jealousy, and seeing that Xia Hong was about to catch up with the last six people, He Meng couldn't bear it any longer. He gritted his teeth and roared, and rushed up directly from the flank with a knife, slashing at Xia Hong's back.

Xia Hong's eyebrows twitched slightly. Just now, in order to solve those archers first, he ignored He Meng, so He Meng stayed behind him.

"You, none of you can escape!"

Xia Hong sneered, his eyes were like torches, and he stopped waving the giant axe in his hand.

The moment He Meng's broadsword slashed, he turned his body and raised the giant axe to block it horizontally.

Clang... …

The moment he blocked the broadsword, Xia Hong's eyes narrowed slightly, his right leg kicked the ground, and he slammed a straight kick at He Meng's abdomen.

Bang... … … …

He Meng's abdomen instantly collapsed by more than half.

The whole person flew backwards for more than 20 meters, smashed through the snow, and rolled backwards for five or six meters on the ground, dragging a two-meter-wide snow pit on the ground.

If it weren't for the snow blocking it, I'm afraid this snow pit could extend even further.

"Wow... …"

He Meng leaned on the snowdrift, and a mouthful of blood spurted out two or three meters away, his face was pale, and his vitality was rapidly draining away, but even so, the look in his eyes when he looked up at Xia Hong did not have the slightest fear, only strong resentment and hatred.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh... … … …

"Don't kill them all, leave someone alive!"

Xia Hong ignored the look in He Meng's eyes on the ground, turned his head and saw that the last six people had been surrounded by Xia Chuan and seventeen others, and quickly shouted.

Just now, he dared to stop waving the giant axe and focus on dealing with He Meng because he knew that Xia Chuan and the other seventeen people had already arrived.

Walking to He Meng, Xia Hong looked extremely森 and said in a low voice: "Who gave you the courage to come to Hongmu Ridge to kill my Da Xia people?"

He Meng, who was paralyzed on the ground, was already in a state of more air in than out. He looked up at Xia Hong, and although his expression was weak, his pupils were still full of fierce light:

"Do you think that if you kill me, it will be all right? You are finished, your Da Xia camp is finished, wait, wait for my Mirror Immortal Camp to break through Da Xia... …"

"Stop!"

Puff... …

"Kill them all, no need to leave anyone alive!"

Puff... …

Along with the sound of "have mercy" from a distance, Xia Hong directly chopped off He Meng's head with an axe. Along with his order, Xia Chuan and others also decisively swarmed up and killed the last six people as well.

So far, including He Meng and He Gang brothers, the hunting team of Mirror Immortal Camp who crossed the border tonight, a total of twenty-five people, were all killed!

After killing the last six, Xia Chuan and others did not forget to collect all their weapons and bags, and then rushed to Xia Hong's side.

"I said stop, are you deaf?"

As a question full of anger sounded, Xia Hong and Xia Chuan and others all looked up to the north.

More than ten meters away on the snow, a middle-aged man in black with thick eyebrows and a broad face and smooth skin was glaring at them with a giant broadsword in his hand.

"This is Yuwen Hu, only one person came?"

Appearance, weapon, skin, and the imperceptible changes in qi muscles.

Xia Hong and others recognized the identity of the person at a glance.

Realizing that the person in front of him was Yuwen Hu, one of the only two Cold Resistance Level experts in Mirror Immortal Camp, his mind tightened slightly, and he immediately focused his attention on Yuwen Hu's back.

Really only one person came!

After four or five breaths, Xia Hong's mood relaxed a little, he raised his head and looked directly at Yuwen Hu, deliberately saying: "I don't know who you are, and what is your relationship with these people. If it is normal, it is nothing to sell you a face, but unfortunately these people all have a life-and-death feud with my Da Xia. It is not enough to kill them to calm the anger. I hope you will forgive me!"

The middle-aged man's expression hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, and then he saw the expression on Xia Hong's face, realizing that he was deliberately pretending not to know himself. He stared at Xia Hong for dozens of breaths, and his expression gradually became gloomy.

"Tao'er said earlier that you are a smart person, act steadily, and are cautious in character. Now it seems that he is terribly wrong!"

This is saying that he shouldn't have killed He Meng and these people!

Xia Hong immediately understood the implication of Yuwen Hu's words, his eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't say anything to refute, just stood in place and continued to look at him.

"You probably think that He Meng killed someone first, and now he has paid for his life, which is justified, right?"

So it should be!

Although he didn't get a response, Yuwen Hu could see the answer from the expressions on Xia Hong and others' faces. He sneered twice and continued:

"Such justice is to be established on the premise that the strength of your Da Xia is equal to that of my Mirror Immortal Camp!

Do you understand!"

At the end of the question, Yuwen Hu's volume suddenly increased, he held the sword with both hands, and almost instantly crossed the distance of more than ten meters. The broadsword fanned out a gust of wind and attacked Xia Hong's face in an instant.

"Back off!"

Xia Hong had been guarding against it in his heart. The moment Yuwen Hu moved, he immediately shouted for the others to disperse, while he held the giant axe horizontally with both hands and braced himself against the strongest position of the gust of wind, accumulating strength to block.

Bang... … … …

"This... …"

"This... …"

The broadsword collided violently with the giant axe, first scattering sparks all over the sky, and then the strong shock wave raised the snow on the ground around the two people several meters high.

Whether it was Xia Hong, who retreated three or four meters, or Yuwen Hu, who swung the sword, both showed a touch of astonishment on their faces after feeling each other's strength.

"This kid, has not yet broken through the Cold Resistance Level, and is almost as strong as a Cold Level expert!"

Yuwen Hu, who was standing still, suddenly narrowed his pupils. Although he pretended to remain calm, his heart was filled with horror.

It took a full three or four breaths for his trembling hands to stop.

On the other side, Xia Hong's expression changed repeatedly after his initial surprise. Later, he seemed to have figured something out, and his expression quickly became playful.

"As expected, my previous guesses were all wrong. The power of the Frost Resistance level is not 150,000 catties at all. The speed of reshaping the skin membrane and breaking through the Frost Resistance level varies from person to person!"

Xia Hong was extremely excited at this moment.

He couldn't estimate Yuwen Hu's attack power that accurately, but he could be sure that it was definitely between 110,000 and 120,000 catties.

The first time he saw Yuwen Tao in the north, he sensed that the other party's power was more than 40,000 catties greater than his own. Xia Hong didn't think much of it at the time.

But tonight, when hunting He Meng and his group, he felt that He Meng and He Gang's power was also more than 40,000 catties.

Among the remaining twenty-odd people, three had power above 30,000 catties.

Xia Hong felt a little doubtful.

Once the power exceeds 30,000 catties, the skin membrane has already begun to reshape.

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It seems that obtaining intermediate Frost Beast blood is not that difficult.

Especially in a giant camp like Mirror Immortal!

There's no reason why everyone in the Mirror Immortal camp who is reshaping their skin membrane has power between 30,000 and 50,000 catties. There should be someone with more than 50,000 catties.

In addition, He Meng's horrified expression after feeling his power, combined with all of this, Xia Hong couldn't help but have a bold guess.

Now, this guess, along with Yuwen Hu's attack in front of him, has completely become a reality.

"The increase in basic power during the process of reshaping the skin membrane is not fixed, but varies from person to person. It is highly likely that the higher the potential, the greater the increase, the more Frost Beast blood is needed, and the longer the time it takes.

But correspondingly, the stronger the strength after breaking through to the Frost Resistance level, and even, the process of reshaping the skin membrane may not be over yet, and the basic strength may be increased to the point where it is comparable to the Frost Resistance level!"

Xia Hong raised his head and stared at Yuwen Hu in front of him, a hint of fighting intent flashing in his eyes.

His basic strength is already close to 70,000 catties, and with the mastery of the Long Fist, the power he unleashes can be increased by 20% to 30%, which is nearly 90,000 catties.

Although Yuwen Hu's strength is strong, he only came alone…

"No need for torches!"

Xia Hong's eyes flashed with a cold light. As soon as he finished speaking, he held the giant axe and took the lead in charging towards Yuwen Hu.

Xia Chuan and the others, who had already dispersed around the big trees and taken out torches to wait for a long time, heard the calm killing intent in Xia Hong's tone, and all put away the torches, took out their bows and arrows again, and aimed at Yuwen Hu.

Clang…

Yuwen Hu raised his sword to block the giant axe, a look of astonishment flashing across his face.

Obviously, he didn't expect that Xia Hong would take the initiative to rush towards him. Feeling that more than a dozen iron arrows around him were already aiming at him, he immediately realized that Xia Hong and his group were planning to keep him here!

"Tao'er's words still make some sense. This Xia Hong…"

Although there was anger on Yuwen Hu's face, his son's description of Xia Hong immediately flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a bit of appreciation for Xia Hong:

He acts cautiously and is careful in character.

"I should also add the four words decisive in killing!"

Xia Hong saw that he only came alone and was not invincible. In such a short period of time, he made the decision to keep him here.

"Anyway, I've already fallen out with Mirror Immortal, so I might as well strike first!"

Although their positions were different, after guessing Xia Hong's intention, Yuwen Hu had to admit that the other party's actions at the moment were indeed the best choice.

Clang…

Of course, appreciation is appreciation.

When someone wants to kill him, anger naturally takes the upper hand in Yuwen Hu's heart.

While the broadsword blocked the giant axe, his body shook, and his hands suddenly exerted force, sweeping Xia Hong away with one blow.

This was not the end. He took advantage of the situation and rushed towards Xia Hong. The broadsword rose from the ground, and with the inertia of his body turning, he instantly reached Xia Hong's face. The broadsword suddenly lifted upwards.

The edge of the broadsword swept up snow from the ground for more than ten meters, and the snowflakes almost covered Xia Hong's body. The powerful force broke through the snow and went straight from Xia Hong's abdomen to his chin.

Whoosh… Whoosh… Whoosh…

More than a dozen iron arrows suddenly came from all directions. Noticing that these arrows were all shot at his arms, knowing that Xia Chuan and the others were trying to force him back, Yuwen Hu's expression froze slightly, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"With this little strength, you want to force me back? How naive!"

Facing more than a dozen iron arrows, Yuwen Hu didn't dodge at all, holding the arm holding the sword, and continued to stab towards Xia Hong in front.

The moment the iron arrow shot into his arm, Yuwen Hu's body shook violently, as if it moved automatically without wind, and the snow on the surrounding ground swayed slightly.

Clang… Clang… Clang…

Xia Chuan and the other seventeen people hiding in the surrounding trees suddenly became sluggish.

Because they saw that none of the iron arrows they shot with all their strength could break through Yuwen Hu's arm, as if they were shot on an iron wall, making a clang sound, and all fell sparsely to the ground.

"Brother, be careful!"

Without Xia Chuan's reminder, Xia Hong's pressure had already risen to the extreme when he saw the iron arrows being shaken away by Yuwen Hu's skin membrane.

Is this the power after the skin membrane is completely reshaped? Iron arrows weighing more than 10,000 catties shot from a ten-stone iron fetal bow cannot break through it.

Yuwen Hu didn't retreat, so the upward-pointing broadsword naturally hit Xia Hong's abdomen first without any suspense.

Chī…

Feeling the pain in his abdomen, not a tear, but a heavy blow, Xia Hong immediately realized that Yuwen Hu's broadsword only had double-edged blades.

His sword tip was blunt, and it should be used for impact in normal times.

"If that's the case…"

A fierce look flashed in Xia Hong's eyes. He threw away the giant axe in his hand, directly giving up retreating, forcibly using his strength to push forward with his abdomen, grabbed the upward-pointing edge of the broadsword with his left hand, ignoring the torn tiger's mouth, and then kicked the ground and jumped upwards.

The broadsword was first pushed up, then lifted upwards. When Xia Hong pushed forward, Yuwen Hu had already sensed it, so he immediately lifted upwards. In this way, he could naturally lift upwards along his abdomen, disembowel him, and kill him with one blow.

Although the raised snow had formed a curtain, blocking the line of sight, Yuwen Hu still felt it the moment the broadsword lifted upwards. Xia Hong's body was rising rapidly.

Yuwen Hu thought he had succeeded with one blow, and a grinning smile appeared on his face, continuing to apply the force of lifting upwards.

Whoosh…

However, at the critical moment.

A piercing sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a sharp spot of light suddenly broke through the snow curtain in front of him, rushing out from it and stabbing directly at Yuwen Hu's face.

Yuwen Hu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he quickly stopped the lifting action, pulled back the broadsword, and quickly retreated along with his body.

It's just a pity that the speed of that spot of light was really too fast.

Not only fast, but also long!

The spot of light suddenly turned into an extra-long blade of light.

Only at this moment did Yuwen Hu see clearly that it was a narrow long knife about 1.7 meters long, and that spot of light was its tip.

Xia Hong obviously realized that his retreating speed was too fast, and it was impossible to continue stabbing forward, so in a flash of lightning, he changed his hand again and turned it into a horizontal slash.

Chī…

Yuwen Hu, who had retreated more than ten meters away, had a look of horror and fear in his eyes.

A thin, long wound of two or three inches long had already appeared on his forehead.

"This kid…"

Looking at Xia Hong's bloody left hand and the right hand holding the long knife, the horror on Yuwen Hu's face was far less than the shock in his heart.

He almost died just now!

"I wonder if my Great Xia now has the qualifications to be equal to your Mirror Immortal camp…"

Xia Hong put away the long knife, took out a piece of flannel, and while calmly treating the wound on his left hand, he looked up at Yuwen Hu.

His question, although the tone was calm and gentle, was sonorous and powerful.

Xia Chuan, Luo Yuan, and all the people of Great Xia walked out of the big trees on the side and stood behind Xia Hong. The iron fetal bow was useless, so the hope of killing Yuwen Hu was naturally gone.

Yuwen Hu stood in place for more than ten breaths, his expression constantly changing, and finally showed a helpless look, and said in a deep voice:

"Head Leader Xia Hong, your strength is indeed good, but the strength of my Mirror Immortal camp is more than what you see. Has Great Xia thought clearly about whether you really want to fight us to the death?"

Is he starting to have thoughts of recruiting them?

Xia Hong immediately understood the leeway left in Yuwen Hu's words.

Not to mention that Great Xia is destined to never merge into other camps, even with the style and manner that the Mirror Immortal camp has shown before and after, Xia Hong would never agree.

"The strength of the Mirror Immortal camp is more than this, could it be that you have seen all the strength of my Great Xia?"

Xia Hong first asked mockingly, then his tone changed, and he said sternly: "There is no territorial dispute between you and me, and we could have lived in peace, but you are too deceitful. Yuwen Tao and He Meng, two groups of people crossed the border to hunt first, and I have repeatedly tolerated and advised them.

It's a pity that none of you took it to heart. Not only did you become more and more excessive, He Meng even came to the south to kill people, so you can't blame me!

Now that the chief culprit has been punished, I will no longer bear a grudge against the Mirror Immortal camp, but…"

Speaking of this, Xia Hong paused, and his tone became heavier again:

"In the future, if there are any more border crossers, my Great Xia will kill them without mercy. I hope you can convey my words to your leader!"

Being threatened by someone who is about the same age as his son, a flash of anger first rose on Yuwen Hu's face, but then he thought of something and endured it, as if he wanted to say something else.

However, Xia Hong didn't give him the chance, directly extending a hand, clearly signaling for him to leave quickly.

“Senior Yuwen, please!”

Hearing Xia Hong's address, Yuwen Hu's stiff expression immediately relaxed a lot. He stood there for a while, contemplating, and finally just took a deep look at Xia Hong before turning and leaving.

“Leader Xia Hong, you're too kind. I will pass on the message!”

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