Imperial Hunters

It was unknown how long he walked for as the rain continued to fall harder and harder. Yao Lin was very depressed in his heart, why did he keep following the old black goat? It was as if he was attracted by something, and he couldn't help but think back to when he was young and how adults were always trying to scare children. As long as he had a thought, the child would obediently follow the old black goat and be kidnapped and sold. Right now, he felt like he was being slapped, but his mind was still clear. This was too damn evil! However, there was no point in turning back now. He might as well follow him to the end and see what this old black goat was up to. At most, he would just end his life here!

The rain was too heavy, and the soil was abnormally slippery from the rain. Not only was it very dangerous, it also consumed quite a bit of his physical strength. Yao Ling took a few steps forward and used her hand to support herself on a nearby tree to keep her balance. Suddenly, her hand seemed to grasp onto something elastic that couldn't slip out. At the same time, a fishy stench assaulted her nostrils. Thinking that it was a giant serpent coiled around a tree, Yao Ling hurriedly retracted his hands and spread his arms wide, displaying the Six Styles of the Rahu Ruga, recorded in the [Thousand Hands Demon Subduing Trotonix], and the [Garuda] technique from the [Garuda Movement].

Both Yao Yun and Wei Wuji's ancestors were battalion commanders of the besieging camp. After that, they were ordered to build the Temple of Tou Shuo, and the two of them started their own businesses here. There were a total of twenty-eight scriptures. The Yao and Wei families each had fourteen scriptures, and each had their own methods of hunting and taming beasts. "The Rahu Rahu Six Styles Yao was actually created by the Wei clan. The Rahu Rahu Six Styles was also known as the Rahu Rahu, the Great Python God. These six Styles were specifically designed to deal with the Viper Giant Python Mantra.

The thing on the tree didn't attack. Yao Ling took a few steps back and wiped away the rain on her face. Only then did she realize that what was hanging on the tree wasn't some big python, but a white human leg. There was a blurry tattoo on the top of the ankle of that human leg. Yao Ling had once seen this tattoo on the body of the Black Sheep's girl, Little Plum. It seemed that this leg was just like Little Plum, and she realized that she was wrong at this moment, the person in front of her couldn't possibly be the Black Sheep.

Sure enough, the figure in the distance had already stopped in its tracks. His back was still facing Yao Ling, as motionless as a statue amidst the heavy rain. It seemed like he would have to put his life on the line when he fell into this trap alone. Thinking up to this point, the nervousness and fear that was originally in his heart completely dissipated. He was prepared to stop waiting for the initiative to attack.

Suddenly, the impersonated old goat's body violently trembled a few times before letting out a ghost-like howl. It was that monster! Yao Ling was startled. He didn't expect this monster to have such a high intelligence. It could wear the black sheep's clothes to lure him here.

Sure enough, the thing in front of him was no longer standing on two legs. It had broken the rain on its body, revealing its original appearance. From the back, it seemed to be a huge black bear.

At this moment, a cold light flashed from the muddy ground under the black bear's feet. The bear stumbled and rolled on the ground, then a person covered in mud jumped up from the ground.

This was the Indian Hunter he met during the actual battle. It seemed that this person had been prepared and had been lying in ambush here for a long time. He only needed to wait for the monster to appear before taking action. It seemed that he did not have the chance to have a fight with this wild beast. The Indian soft blade used by the person in front of him looked ordinary and even a little teasing, but Yao Yun was well aware of its power. It danced in a roundabout way and was extremely sharp. The beast's head was hit twice, and its body seemed to have been hit by something. Fresh blood flowed like a river under the rain, dyeing the ground blood-red.

That person didn't dare to carelessly wave his soft blade again and again. The monster was hit several times, and even its head was cut off along with one of its ears. Blood splattered everywhere like arrows, but not only was the wild beast not pushed back, it also charged into the circle of soft blades with a ferocious roar.

The body of the Indian hunter was covered in mud, and Yao Ling couldn't see his expression, but his actions seemed to be very calm, and he continuously jumped a few times. Although his movements were comically like those of a clown in a circus, he agilely and abnormally dodged the attack of the wild beast, and even used his soft blade to hit his opponent a few times. In the end, he roared and leaped high into the air, making a beautiful somersault in the air, the soft blade in his hand was like a nimble poisonous snake twisting around the neck of the wild beast, but his body was also finally smacked by the monster's huge claw, and was sent flying far away like a kite with a broken string.

The moment the Indian was sent flying, he tightened his grip on the soft blade. The sharp blade made a big cut on the monster's neck, but he was also hit by the monster's claw. His waist area was ripped apart, half of his body was dyed red, and fresh blood continued to spurt out.

This monster is very fierce, but what a pity that this Indian, with his good skills, is about to die in this ravine without knowing why, and I will kill him to avenge you, and if I fail, then we can only be companions here. Yao Ling was about to make a move, but then she saw the Indian struggling to half his body, and he used his last bit of strength to throw a heavy bundle in front of Yao Ling, and then nodded, and was slapped on the head by the monster.

Yao Ling bent down and picked up the bundle. It was very heavy in his hand, and it seemed to contain something metallic. He opened the bag. It was a pair of Indian boxing blades, and compared to ordinary Indian boxing blades, one of its handles was wrapped in metal to protect its hands like a glove. The front part of the sword was longer and thicker than the average boxer's blade, and although it looked quite old, the edge still gleamed with a blue light.

This guy's not bad, but I don't need it. I'll bury him with you. Yao Yun wrapped the pair of fist blades with a new cloth and gently placed them on the ground. Then, he shouted towards the monster that was tearing apart the Indian corpse, "Don't f * cking eat it, you're still alone! "Idiot, I'm talking about you!"

As expected, the monster stopped tearing and biting when it heard the shout. It slowly turned its body and stared coldly at Yao Ling. It did not immediately rush over to attack.

His judgement should not be wrong, this was indeed a lazy bear. It was just that some individual mutations caused it to be much bigger than an ordinary lazy bear, almost the same size as a Kodiak brown bear, with its ears and mouth also longer than an ordinary lazy bear. The most eye-catching part was that its huge paws did not match its body at all, and its thick, sharp claws could easily tear open a tree. It seemed like today was a bad day. A lazy bear was an extremely intelligent species. Its temper was violent and fierce. Once it got angry, it would be on the verge of death. Even if it faced an animal stronger than itself, it would not back down.

The strange bear was seriously injured. In addition to the wound caused by the soft blade, there were also two wheel blades stuck in its chest. This was also a common weapon in ancient India martial arts; in fact, it was a four-sided metal wheel, but its weight was strictly proportional and could be used in the hand or thrown out to injure people. Perhaps because it had lost too much blood, the strange bear was temporarily powerless to attack Yao Yun. It could only stare at him on the spot, its mouth constantly emitting strange gurgling sounds, as if it was complaining to Yao Ling.

The language of the birds and beasts is recorded in the fourteenth volume of the Thousand-hand Devil Snare, "The Sutra of the Great Argument". It is said that this art was passed down from the Qianduan people in the late Han Dynasty. Guan Yan was a famous Warlock of the time, and was revered as the ancestor of the future generation of diviners. In addition to the prophecy, Guan Yan also knew the language of birds and beasts, and it was said that once, when he was a guest at a friend's house, a group of magpies suddenly flew up from the tree and kept calling out to him. His friend said that the magpies were welcoming the guests, but Guan Yan, after listening for a while, told his friend that a woman in the village had just murdered his husband, and they all thought that he knew, but Guan said that he only found out after hearing the magpies talk about it in the tree. However, from generation to generation, there was a part of the method of deciphering the scriptures that had been lost over time. Moreover, compared to the other thirteen scriptures, "The Suo of the Great Argument" was the most difficult to decipher, and even Yao Ling and Wei Wuji had only understood the meaning of the scriptures a few years ago. They were only able to use the roars of animals and the movements of their limbs to determine the intentions and feelings of the other party.

At this moment, the lazy bear kept growling, his voice filled with sorrow and sorrow. How was this a man-eating beast? It had turned into a destitute man who was about to die, narrating his miserable life.