Martial Inverse

Chapter 22 Hunting the Demon Bear

Within the Demonic Beast Mountains, all kinds of Beasts have their own territory, and Feng Hao is in the area where he does not care, so no tyrannical Beasts have come and gone.

The eighth-level magic bear is just stronger than the flame beast. It is also a scum if placed in the Demonic Beast Mountains. However, for Feng Hao, who is only a sixth-level martial artist, this is undoubtedly a big deal. challenge.

After all, there is a two-level difference between them.

However, Feng Hao, who was confident in his speed, still decided to give it a try. If he could kill this devil bear, then his sources of meat would be wider.

Speaking of speed, Feng Hao was also a little puzzled. When he hunted the first flaming beast, it was a near-death experience, but after eating the meat of that end, his speed and agility increased strangely, which really made me feel It was strange that he couldn't find the result, he could only regard it as the result of the exercise under the waterfall.

Approaching slowly, he saw a black bear more than two meters high lying in a bush, and beside it, there was the skeleton of an unknown monster.

"Whoop!..."

The magic bear opened its big eyes abruptly, and looked directly at where Feng Hao was. It stood up, opened its mouth, and roared, and then ran towards Feng Hao.

"broken!"

Wanting to fail the sneak attack, Feng Hao pulled away and moved.

"Whoop!"

The magic bear rushed straight like a tank, and all the bushes on the road were flattened. Any trees in front of it were also photographed with a slap, and the momentum was overwhelming, very fierce.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Feng Hao jumped flexibly in the mountains, like a spirit monkey, without the slightest slack between his movements, and after a while, he left the devil bear behind.

"Too slow?"

He turned around and looked at the roaring Demon Bear not far away, and was stunned, "Your speed has increased so much?"

I remember last time, he managed to escape the bear's paw with great difficulty, but this time he easily left him behind. The difference between the front and the back made Feng Hao a little surprised.

"In this case."

Seeing such a situation, Feng Hao was completely relieved, with a spear in his hand, waiting for the arrival of the magic bear.

"Whoop!..."

Seeing Feng Hao, the devil bear also went crazy. With three steps and two strides, the ground under his feet trembled, and he threw his thick arms towards Feng Hao.

Facing the strong wind, Feng Hao didn't panic. He clenched his wooden gun tightly and moved with small steps, nimbly avoiding the slap of the devil bear. gun.

"Boom!..."

"Clap!"

"Tom!..."

Sawdust splashed, grass and trees flew, gravel scurried, dust enveloped this small area, and the angry roar of the devil bear never stopped.

There is no doubt about the strength of the magic bear. If it hits, Feng Hao has no doubt that the bones will be broken, or even be directly crippled. A piece of his shirt.

Because Feng Hao could clearly see the trajectory of the Demon Bear's attacking movement, so he avoided it calmly.

for a while,

Around the magic bear whose endurance is rumored to be, the movement has slowed down even more, and the strength between the palms has also gradually weakened.

Seeing such a situation, Feng Hao secretly rejoiced, and his mind became active, and the arc of the movement became larger, flashing around the magic bear.

"Shh!"

Seeing the opportunity, Feng Hao stabbed the long spear in his hand without hesitation, hitting the back of the devil bear.

"Hey!"

He didn't see what he wanted. The back of this devil bear was as hard as a rock, and he stabbed it with a single shot. Except for picking off some fur, it didn't cause much damage to it.

"Whoop!..."

The Demon Bear went into a frenzy. After it was threatened, it exploded with madness. The anger swept through, the dust was wild, and Feng Hao was forced into a panic. Several times the stout The slap wiped his body and fell, startling him into a cold sweat.

"Why so hard?"

Sweat slid down Feng Hao's cheeks, while dodging, he pondered, and his eyes scanned the body of the demon bear.

"Boom!..."

The huge slap hit the ground in the air, and suddenly there was a dirt pit. The slap was raised, and the gravel and soil were brought out and scattered around.

"what."

When the devil bear raised his arm, Feng Hao found the devil bear covered in black hair, with a white spot the size of a slap under its armpit.

"Could that be its weakness?"

He found that every time the Demon Bear raised his arm, it covered the white spot intentionally or unintentionally. Obviously, the Demon Bear was covering up something.

"Shh!"

With a slight cracking sound, the spear in Feng Hao's hand quickly slid across the white spot when the Devil Bear's palm fell.

"Hey!"

"Whoop!..."

The sound of breaking the leather came out, and then the demon bear burst out with a roar, and from its armpit, bright red blood sprayed out, dyeing the ground red.

He glanced at the little boy in front of him in horror, and fled away without looking back.

"I still want to run!"

Feng Hao quickly followed.

Originally, the speed of the Demon Bear was not as fast as Feng Hao's, but now coupled with the heavy damage, his body stumbled even more, and after a while, he was caught up by Feng Hao.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

The long spear in Feng Hao's hand stabbed it into the armpit of the demonic bear. Although the demonic bear has been holding his arms, blood has been pouring out of that wound, which makes it gradually weaker.

"Hey!"

Another sound, the white spot on the other side of the demonic bear was also cut by a long spear, and the blood doubled, the demonic bear shook for a while, and finally fell to the ground unwillingly. .

"call..."

Feng Hao let out a sigh of relief and stood in the distance until the demon bear stopped breathing. He walked over cautiously and used his spear to pick the wound. Seeing that the demon bear still didn't move, he really let it go. Come to the heart.

"Ah!"

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a sense of accomplishment surged in his heart.

After all, picking and killing an eighth-level demon bear with a sixth-level strength has crossed two levels. This kind of thing is not something that many people can do.

"Can the devil bear meat increase its strength?"

This is what Feng Hao wants to know the most.

After a lot of effort, he dragged the demon bear, which weighed about 300 jin, back to the waterfall, and cleaned it recklessly. Feng Hao started a fire, skewered a large piece of bear meat, and grilled it.

The meat was fragrant, and the bear meat was not afraid of being scalded. Feng Hao nibbled it like this. He didn't know what it was like, so he swallowed it.

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