C17 Mountain Crash

No matter what terrain it was, Yang Junshan always maintained a constant speed. Even Su Baozhang himself knew that going up the mountain to gather firewood was a very familiar thing for him. At this time, he was also panting, and he couldn't help but admire Yang Junshan, who was three years younger than him.

However, what surprised Su Bao Zhang even more was that during this speed, Yang Junshan still had some spare time to find what he was looking for from both sides of the road. Sometimes, he would pinch a few strands of indistinguishable hair from tree branches, sometimes he would casually pluck at the grass on the ground to find a few plants that had been twisted by the roots, sometimes he would brush away the bushes to find footprints of some unknown beast, and sometimes he would find a pile of feces with a push of a tree branch on the ground that was full of dead branches and dead leaves.

Although Su Bao Zhang followed behind him, Yang Junshan's unconventional tracking methods made him dazzled. He was not paying attention to where the item in Yang Junshan's hand came from, so he felt that it was a bit too much for him to take in.

Originally, Yang Junshan did not accept his suggestion to secretly follow Zhang Yue Ming. Su Bao Zhang thought it was because Yang Junshan was proud and arrogant, but Su Bao Zhang was more and more surprised, knowing that Yang Junshan was truly capable.

Yang Junshan was an experienced hunter, but this young man three years younger than him didn't seem like an experienced hunter at all. Could he be born with such an ability?

Su Bao Zhang thought. He could no longer suppress the curiosity in his heart and asked: Brother Jun Shan, where are we going? Do you have a goal? "

"I wish I could run ahead of those people from my previous life!"

Yang Junshan muttered in his heart, and answered, "Soon, there should be a mountain stream in front of us. If nothing goes wrong with the berserk beasts we are chasing, they should be drinking water by the stream right now!"

Su Bao Zhang tightly held onto his machete and swallowed his saliva. He looked at Yang Junshan, who had pulled out an Iron Feather Arrow, and said, "Jun Shan, I will go up first. Use your Iron Feather Arrow to kill those berserk beasts!"

Yang Junshan nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Be careful. If things don't turn out right, running for your life is more important!"

"Moo!"

As soon as Yang Junshan finished his sentence, a low but piercing sound of a cow could be heard from afar.

Both Yang Junshan and Su Bao Zhang's face changed. Su Bao Zhang's face seemed to be filled with mixed emotions as he said: "From the sound of it, it sounds like an adult Mountain Crashing Bull. It might be able to dig up a mid-grade immortal beast Yellow Stone, but a mature Mountain Crashing Bull is not easy to deal with!"

Without a word, Yang Junshan rushed towards the direction of the voice, "Quick, the scream might attract other people over, but it will be too late if we are too late."

While Su Bao Zhang was still in a daze, Yang Junshan had already traveled four to five zhang in the forest. Su Bao Zhang gritted his teeth and followed Yang Junshan as they ran towards the edge of the mountain stream.

The two of them passed through the forest in a single breath. Yang Junshan ran while explaining something to Su Baozhang, until he heard the sound of flowing water. The scenery in front of him suddenly widened, and a small patch of green valley appeared in front of him. A small mountain stream ran through the valley, and a seven feet tall Yellow Ox, hearing the sound behind it, lifted its head from the stream and looked at Su Baozhan, who was dashing towards them.

"Moo!"

A loud roar shook Su Baozhang's heart. He then noticed that Yang Junshan, who was standing right in front of him, didn't rush out of the forest with him.

At this time, the Mountain Crash had already turned its body and ran towards Su Bao Zhang. Its huge body smashed into the ground with a loud rumbling sound as it ran, and large chunks of dirt were thrown behind the giant bull. The trembling ground made Su Bao Zhang's legs go numb.

Facing the imposing aura of the Mountain Crash Bull, Su Bao Zhang's mouth was instantly parched and his tongue dried up. The cultivation that he painstakingly trained for the past three to four years seemed to have suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Just at this time, a "bang" sound came from behind Su Bao Zhang. The bowstring's buzzing sound was still lingering around Su Bao Zhang's ears, a biting cold might had already reached his ears. Su Bao Zhang's spirit was immediately roused, and he saw a black shadow streak past his line of sight.

The Mountain Crashing Bull that was rushing towards Su Bao Zhang suddenly let out a painful roar, and out of nowhere, an Iron Feather Arrow had already been stuck into the thigh of the jumping left forelimb. Right after the Mountain Crashing Bull stepped on the ground, its forepaws immediately turned soft, and the huge impact caused by its body caused the Mountain Crashing Bull to almost roll onto the ground.

With great difficulty, he managed to maintain his standing position, and fresh blood flowed down from the bloody grooves on the Iron Feather Arrow. The wound did not cause the Mountain Crashing Bull to feel even the slightest fear, but instead, its eyes were bloodshot from the blood. Two thick streams of white gas were spewing out from its nostrils, and it looked even more ferocious than before!

Su Bao Zhang, who had just regained his senses, remembered Yang Junshan's orders and shouted, "Run!" Taking advantage of the Mountain Crash Bull's unstable foothold, the spiritual energy in his body rushed into the machete in his hand. A flash of spiritual light attached itself to the machete blade, slashing towards the cow's injured left front leg.

When the Mountain Crash Bull saw Su Bao Zhang rushing towards it, it suddenly jerked its head. Even though its left front leg was almost pierced through, it still continued to rush towards Su Bao Zhang ? ?

If it was anyone else, they would not have been able to dodge the bison and be sent flying by it.

However, Su Bao Zhang was told by Yang Junshan. The moment he saw the Mountain Crash Bull, he suddenly lowered his body and somersaulted on the ground. The Mountain Crash hit nothing but air, while Su Bao Zhang landed right in front of the Mountain Crash.

As the Mountain Crash roared in pain, Su Bao Zhang didn't even have the time to check on the effects of his attack as his entire body rolled on the ground and tumbled dozens of feet away. Soon after, another two bowstrings were shot out and the Mountain Crash's painful roar became a miserable howl.

Then, with a loud crash, a heavy object fell onto the ground. Su Bao Zhang finally turned around to look, only to see that the giant bull had already fallen on the ground and was struggling and twitching, the giant cow's left front leg was completely twisted and broken, the iron arrow on its neck had already pierced half a foot into the ground, and the true cause of death was the iron arrow that was stuck in the mountain bull's right eye.

It was unknown whether the arrow in his eye was actually aimed or had been faked!

Su Bao Zhang's mind spun as he let out a long sigh of relief. No matter what, this big guy was actually defeated by the two of them. This was something he didn't even dare to think about in the past.

This level of berserk beast could produce intermediate grade immortal spirits!

Not to mention that this kind of adult Mountain Bull Crashing Bull Stone was a very popular treasure among the cultivators. One of the main reasons was that after the cultivator refined and summoned the spirit, the spirit energy in the cultivator's body would become extremely resistant to poisons. Although it was not completely immune to poisons, it was enough to make people want to fight for it.

Su Bao Zhang quickly grabbed the machete from the ground and walked towards the Mountain Crash Bull, but just as he took two steps, he realized that Yang Junshan still hadn't walked out from the edge of the forest. His heart sank, but he quickly ran towards the Mountain Crash Bull.

He hacked the machete in his hand fiercely towards the Mountain Crash Bull's neck. "Puchi!" But it only penetrated three to four inches deep. The blood splattered all over Su Bao's face and face. Only then did he notice that the machete in his hand had already been drawn.

However, this wound was sufficient to cause the Mountain Crash to lose its last bit of vitality. Su Bao Zhang frowned, but still, he stepped forward and tried to cut open the belly of the Mountain Crash.

The sound of running and shouting could be heard from the other side of the stream. The bellowing and miserable howls of the Mountain Crashing Bull had caught the attention of the other young cultivators. They had already followed the sound and rushed over.

Su Bao Zhang's heart became more and more anxious. However, the machete in his hand was originally dull, and he was also afraid that he would use too much strength to injure the yellow immortal spirit in his belly.

A cold howl carried a light breeze from behind. Su Bao Zhang turned around and saw a foot long cold light short sword stabbed into the ground beside him.

Su Bao Zhang's expression was full of joy as he said: "Ha, Zhang Hu Zi's Hundred Refinement Cold Dagger!"

With this cold light dagger in hand, Su Bao Zhang's cutting of the cow's abdomen immediately became smoother. However, at this time, the young cultivator's figure also appeared in the forest. Many people could already see the corpse of the Mountain Bull lying on the shore and Su Bao Zhang, who was searching for immortal spirits in the cow's stomach.

Mountain Crashing Bull! This was a vicious beast that could possibly give birth to a medium-grade ox-yellow immortal spirit!

The young cultivators who had rushed over from two different directions immediately had their eyes turn red as they shouted, "Stop! Put down that mountain bull and let me do it!"

"Tsk, everyone has a share. Even if you want to monopolize our sect, you don't have it!"

"F * ck, the Yellow Ox Celestial Spirit is mine!"

"You're looking to die, stop right now!"

However, Su Bao Zhang didn't seem to hear them and acted even faster. As for the arrows that were shooting towards him, not to mention the fact that they had already lost their accuracy at such a long distance, the arrows did not have much penetrating power left. Even if there were one or two that could barely fly over, Su Bao Zhang could only bend over to the side as he was covered by the huge body of the Mountain Bull.

Right at this time, Su Bao Zhang, whose face was covered in blood, suddenly laughed out loud. A thumb-sized yellow item appeared on his hand that had been pulled back from the cow's stomach, and there was even a hazy spiritual light flashing on top of it.