Chapter 40

This battle has been ongoing, and finally, Zhou Lu has unleashed all his prowess in archery and horsemanship. Ten savage veins controlled the output of five hundred units of derivative energy, allowing Zhou Lu's seemingly unremarkable skills to unleash terrifying power.

With his hunting bow, he attacked from afar and up close, shooting arrows like lightning that traced arcs that made people tremble. With just that bow and the arrows he picked up along the way, Zhou Lu led nine clan members to carve out a bloody path amidst the fierce fighting.

This journey, though only a few miles, was a hundred times more perilous than walking for thousands of miles in the treacherous wilderness. To complete this few miles and ensure that the nine clan members behind him were unharmed was even more difficult.

Zhou Lu was covered in blood, and the numerous dangers he faced left him panting. However, with the cooperation of the battle in the valley, Zhou Lu finally made it. The group was about to reach the top of the gentle slope, and beyond a mountain pass without fighting was the stone steps of the Array Fire Pavilion.

Safety was just around the corner. The girl and the clan members were all moved to tears, knowing that their lives were saved by Zhou Lu. If not for this fat Eagle Wing soldier, they would have already become victims of the bone spears.

Zhou Lu also let out a long sigh. Just as he was about to lead everyone to the final stretch, his eyes twitched violently. On both sides, two blood savages, wrapped in blood-stained clothes, rushed over with a ferocious appearance.

From a distance, the stench of the blood-stained clothes on the two men was already overwhelming, mixed with the wind, making people feel nauseous.

The two men leaped like flying, their speed comparable to the wind beasts that traverse the mountains as if they were flat ground. In a few steps, they covered several dozen feet, and in the blink of an eye, they were less than thirty feet away.

"Blood savages?"

The faces of the many alchemists in front of the Array Fire Pavilion were almost frozen with shock.

No one expected that after surviving the life-and-death battles, they would encounter two blood savages at the last moment. This not only put the clan members in danger but also Zhou Lu himself.

The muscles on Zhou Lu's face twitched. He pulled his hunting bow to the fullest, shooting arrows from both sides like rain. One after another, black arrows shot through the air silently, forming a blur as they fiercely shot towards the two blood savages. At the same time, Zhou Lu shouted to the people behind him:

"Run quickly!"

The clan members knew that staying would only add to the fat man's troubles. They turned and ran towards the Array Fire Pavilion, tears in their eyes. Zhou Lu was using his life to buy them time.

"Thud, thud..."

The arrows hit the soft shields of the blood savages. The fine scales woven into the shields slowed down the arrows, but the impact still made the arms of the two blood savages numb, and their faces twisted in pain. However, their speed did not slow down, and they charged forward, flanking Zhou Lu from both sides amidst the rain of arrows.

"Oh no!"

Xiao Luan's face changed, and she shouted.

Beside her, the eldest disciple, Ye Laqiang, his face changed several times. Suddenly, he took out the Erosion Sun Bow from his back, took a step, and leaped down from the stone steps, rushing towards Zhou Lu with all his might.

As an alchemist, Zhou Lu could resolutely rush into the valley to join the battle and save the clan members, but Ye Laqiang, a powerful hunter, hesitated for a long time and did not have the courage to join the battle.

For a long time, Ye Laqiang felt a burning sensation on his face, as if a finger was pointing at his back, making him feel uneasy.

He was an alchemist, a protected target, and originally did not have the task of fighting. However, as a man of the wilderness, not daring to stand up for the clan when he had the strength, the psychological pressure made him very uncomfortable.

Compared to Zhou Lu, Ye Laqiang felt that he was not a real man at all.

At this moment of danger, the eldest disciple's arrogance and anger were ignited. He could no longer hold back and roared as he charged down.

"Eldest disciple?"

A chorus of exclamations came from behind.

Xiao Luan and Ke Ling clenched their fists, hating that they were not hunters and could not rush up to help.

In the distant valley, Lei Meng was in the midst of a fierce battle. His peripheral vision suddenly caught Zhou Lu in danger on the hillside. A chill ran down his spine, and his heart felt like it was about to explode. He feinted a move to dodge a sand bandit and then charged towards the gentle slope like a madman.

Two blood savages, and Zhou Lu was not in a position to ambush. The fat man's arrows were clearly ineffective against the blood savages.

As Lei Meng ran, he shouted frantically:

"Slope, the slope there, quickly send people to stop them, shoot, shoot arrows..."

Lei Meng's shouts woke up many hunters. The Eagle Wing soldiers, who recognized the fat man, were the most numerous. They knew he was a formidable archer, and if he were killed by the blood savages, it would be a great loss for the Tian Clan.

Many people were agitated and tried to break away from the ongoing battle to help Zhou Lu, but the evenly matched fight did not allow them to do so easily.

Lei Meng was out of breath, but the two blood savages were getting closer, and he was still dozens of feet away.

"Zhou Lu, hold on for a moment, big brother is almost there."

Lei Meng shouted in his heart, his steps quickening.

Behind the slope, Ye Laqiang also ran faster.

Everyone who saw this scene had their hearts in their throats. Xiao Luan and Ke Ling were drenched in cold sweat, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

With the creaking of Zhou Lu's hunting bow, arrows shot out one after another. However, the strength of the two blood savages was too formidable. Their soft shields and bone spears reacted with demonic speed, and their movements did not slow down as they got closer and closer.

Zhou Lu was about to be cornered, unable to escape.

The two blood savages, with faces full of joy, shouted and leaped up, their thick bone spears like meteorites, viciously smashing down on Zhou Lu's head.

Lei Meng and Ye Laqiang's eyes widened: It's over...

Xiao Luan and Ke Ling's nails were almost embedded in their palms, and their lips were blue from biting. The two women shouted in their hearts: Fat man...

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Zhou Lu's fat body suddenly twisted strangely, dodging a bone spear. At the same time, a cold and eerie lightning flashed from his hand, and a black iron hunting knife, gleaming with a terrifying luster, fiercely slashed at the second bone spear.

The top-tier hunting technique, only mastered by top-tier hunters.

With a loud "clang," the knife fiercely pushed back the second blood savage by three steps.

Zhou Lu took a step forward and slashed again, "clang," the blood savage was pushed back another three steps. The blood savage felt his blood surge, his vision turning black, and the force from Zhou Lu's knife stunned him.

"Huh? What's happening?"

Everyone who saw this scene was dumbfounded.

Zhou Lu's knife skills suddenly burst forth, like a sudden tycoon.

That fat body, amidst the storm of bone spears, perfectly demonstrated what it meant to change direction and advance.

Zhou Lu's body, without any warning, suddenly changed direction, each movement fast and precise. He dodged the first blood savage's bone spear again, and his hunting knife rained down like a waterfall, using top-tier knife techniques to fiercely slash and hack. The second blood savage screamed and retreated, his face pale.

Each time the knife and spear clashed, his body felt like it was struck by lightning, numb and painful, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

The blood savage never expected that the fat and seemingly simple boy would have such monstrous strength. His hands were weak, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

"Damn..."

Zhou Lu cursed: "Can't shoot you dead? Can't I cut you? Do you think I can only shoot arrows and do nothing else?"

With a "whoosh," the people who saw this scene were suddenly boiling with excitement.

The eldest disciple, Ye Laqiang, had already reached the top of the slope, less than thirty feet from Zhou Lu, but he stood there, unable to move another step.

In his eyes, the black iron hunting knife in Zhou Lu's hand seemed like a mighty river, endless and vast, its sharpness making people shudder.

Zhou Lu, facing two demon-like blood savages, attacked with overwhelming force, each move and technique so powerful that it made people bleed, and the second blood savage was in constant distress. When the first blood savage finally rushed up, Zhou Lu's hunting knife sliced across like a wild horse's mane, and then he fiercely slashed at the first blood savage, as if they had a deep personal grudge.

The two ferocious blood savages were terrified by Zhou Lu's fierce and sharp attacks.

Ye Laqiang was dumbfounded, standing there and swallowing a mouthful of saliva: Is that really our Array Fire Pavilion alchemist? Not some other creature?

Lei Meng also stood with his knife, forgetting to rush over to help, stunned by Zhou Lu's ferocity.

When Zhou Lu and Hu Biao fought, and a round of arrows left Hu Biao defeated, Lei Meng was overjoyed, thinking they had found a formidable archer. It was only now that Lei Meng realized that the bastard had not used his full strength at all.

One person chasing two blood savages, making them howl in pain but unable to get within three feet of Zhou Lu?

What kind of strength is that?

With such strength, why didn't he fight Hu Biao openly, instead using devious archery?

Lei Meng was both frustrated and amused, both terrified and excited. It was only now that he realized that the battle souls of the clan were not just a title.

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