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"It's a whistle! Something's up!"

Uncle Chen said in a low voice.

That sound earlier was clearly the sound of a whistle.

Moreover, it wasn't far from them, and judging from the direction, it should have been sent by He Dazhong.

"Let's go! Let's take a look!"

Without delay, Su Hao quickly put down the heavy bow in his hand, slung it over his back, and ran away.

Clearly, He Dazhong's side must have encountered some kind of situation.

He also felt a vague unease in his heart at this moment.

If the sound came from a direction that belongs to Xiao Shi and his group.

Then he might not be that worried.

After all, the two of them went separately to search for the centaur bear's tracks, so it was normal for them to fire their whistling arrows after encountering the centaur bear.

Unfortunately, the whistle arrow was fired right where He Dazhong was. You have to understand that He Dazhong was hiding about 10 meters up in the tree. He had concealed himself so well that even a human might not be able to find him, let alone a centaur or bear.

Uncle Chen also had a solemn expression and followed behind Su Hao without saying a word.

He had a feeling that something was off about his decision to come and hunt the mangrove bear.

It was completely different from the atmosphere they used to have when they hunted.

At first, he thought it was because of Su Hao. Su Hao was a stranger to them. Although they knew that he was capable of killing tigers, they never fully trusted him. Now that they were cooperating together, they naturally had some doubts in their hearts.

This means feeling uncertain or unsure.

But now it seems that's not the case. It's as if everything around us is unknown, and there's an unease about not being able to grasp anything.

Especially considering that this area is close to the territory of the Black Sparrow Gate.

You're very likely to encounter patrolling disciples from the Black Sparrow Sect's outer gates.

He felt even more oppressed.

The two quickened their pace and retraced their steps, soon arriving at a location near the waterfall, the place where He Dazhong had been before.

"etc…"

Just as Su Hao and his companion were about to continue along the mountain path to check the situation,

Su Hao suddenly stopped and reached out to stop Uncle Chen.

"What's wrong?" Uncle Chen couldn't help but pull the somewhat uneasy hunting dog aside and ask in a low voice.

"Does it smell of blood?"

Su Hao spoke in a low voice, then slowly raised his head.

A drop of thick, warm liquid fell onto his face and slid down.

He wiped his hand across the air, and the pungent smell of blood, reminiscent of rust, wafted up.

At this moment, a figure floated in mid-air on the leaves above.

The figure appeared to be bound by ropes, its head drooping, and its taut legs swaying in the wind.

Seeing this scene, Su Hao felt goosebumps all over his body.

Although he couldn't make out who the figure hanging in the tree was because of the darkness in the forest, judging from their clothes and attire, they must be one of them!

"Damn it! Could it be the Black Sparrow Sect?" Uncle Chen looked up and exclaimed in surprise.

His hands were clenched tightly and trembling.

Unexpectedly, they were targeted by the Black Sparrow Sect so soon.

This area is only close to the territory of the Black Sparrow Gate. If it's not them, then who else could it be?

Centaur bears don't have that kind of intelligence!

"Walk!"

Su Hao took a deep breath. He hadn't expected that failing to hunt the beast would attract the Black Sparrow Sect.

It looks like they even killed their team members?

And they even deliberately fired whistling arrows to lure them into their deaths?

He immediately grabbed Uncle Chen and tried to back away quickly, but then a loud crashing sound came from behind them.

They blocked their escape route.

The two stopped in their tracks and looked closely, only to find a mangled corpse lying on the ground.

"Xiao Shi!!"

Uncle Chen exclaimed in surprise, raised his bow and arrow, and shot at the spot where the corpse had fallen!

But suddenly a large cloud of white ash poured out from the branches and leaves above, enveloping Su Hao and Uncle Chen.

At the same time, two figures in black emerged from the branches and leaves, gently landing on the ground. Each of them held a short dagger in their left and right hands and plunged into the white ash!

Ding ding!

Just as the two rushed in, the white ash inside seemed to be swept away by a strong airflow. Then, two crisp metallic clangs rang out, and the two figures quickly retreated, looking at the center of the white ash with surprise and doubt.

Boom! !

But before they could take any action, two dull clicks of mechanisms were heard.

Black arrows, carrying white ash, shot out with a whoosh, one to the left and one to the right, piercing the two men respectively.

not good!

Upon seeing this, the two men's expressions changed drastically, and they retreated hastily once more. Two arrows struck the spot they had just occupied, making two clanging sounds as they hit the rocks on the ground.

"Damn it, it's a crossbow bolt!"

Of the two, the young man with pockmarks on his face had a gloomy look in his eyes.

He immediately recognized the origin of the crossbow bolts on the ground.

"Let's retreat!"

Another pale-faced youth also sensed something was wrong. He never expected that this hunting expedition would encounter hunters carrying crossbows.

Aren't these guys afraid of breaking the law?

And they're using heavy crossbows!?

Otherwise, it would never have unleashed such terrifying power, capable of piercing even the stones on the ground!

"Trying to retreat!?"

Just as the two realized their plan was too difficult and decided to temporarily avoid confrontation and leave the area.

A figure suddenly pounced out from the center of the white and gray area, like a hungry tiger descending a mountain, and two fierce, crimson gusts of wind blasted towards the two youths!

Those two crimson gusts of wind were like red-hot irons, carrying unparalleled fierce and powerful energy, as if they could tear everything in front of them apart!

"It's the Crimson Blood Palm! From the Nestorian Cult!?"

The pockmarked young man immediately recognized the origin of the Palm Seal martial arts and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

He had encountered this palm technique before when he was on a mission and fought against the Nestorian Christians. It was this very palm technique.

However, this palm strike was far stronger than the one he had encountered from the Nestorian Church members before!

Even he, a person of the Iron Skin Realm, felt a suffocating sensation.

Even before the palm print arrived, I could already feel the strong wind rushing towards me!

The pale-faced youth's expression also changed drastically when he discovered the Crimson Blood Palm.

I never expected to encounter so many experts from the Nestorian Church here.

However, the fact that these two were able to become outer disciples of the Black Sparrow Sect shows that they were no ordinary people.

They immediately focused their qi and blood on their fists, and the entire fist instantly changed from blood red to dark red, carrying a cold and gust of wind, and then they attacked!

"Mysterious Yin Fist!"

dong dong! !

As fists and palms collided, the fallen leaves on the ground were instantly swept away by the force of the impact, spreading out in arcs.

Then, two sounds of bones breaking rang out. Amidst the horrified screams of the two pockmarked youths, the two figures were sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the ancient trees behind them, causing leaves to fall like raindrops.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

After landing, the two people screamed in agony while clutching their deformed arms with bones protruding from them.

But the heavy footsteps quickly approached, making them temporarily forget their pain. They looked up in horror, and then two crossbow bolts were pointed at their heads.