Chapter 150: Kill Them All, Clash with Frigid-level [Big Killing Chapter, Seeking Monthly Tickets]

Woodcutting Realm, Earth-Digging Realm, and even Frigid-level, all use strength as a standard to measure combat effectiveness.

Since that is the case, the numerical advantage is inevitably present.

Many hands make light work, that's not an empty phrase!

Just as he approached He Meng, Xia Hong observed the changes in his Qi-muscle and knew that his base strength should be around forty-three thousand, which meant that He Meng had also entered the stage of remolding the Skin-Membrane, preparing to break through to the Frigid-level.

A quasi-Frigid-level, plus twenty-three Earth-Digging Realms rushing at him at the same time, to say there was no pressure at all would be impossible.

Especially when his peripheral vision swept to the rear, where seven people were drawing bows and arrows, aiming at him, Xia Hong's brows furrowed slightly.

Like Does Does Da Xia, the hunting team of the Mirror Immortal camp was equally tacit.

He Meng led sixteen people to pounce on him, while seven people in the rear provided cover with arrows.

It seemed they were emotionally agitated to this point, yet they still hadn't forgotten to coordinate.

"Thinking quite well!"

Xia Hong sneered, raised his long ceremonial blade, aimed at the seven people shooting arrows, sensed slightly, turned around, borrowed the inertia, exerted force with his right hand, and threw the ceremonial blade fiercely at the person in the middle.

Pfft...

The one-meter-seven ceremonial blade instantly turned into a sharp spear.

The distance of more than thirty meters arrived in an instant. That person had only just nocked an iron arrow when his forehead was pierced through, and he lost his life instantly.

And while throwing the ceremonial blade, Xia Hong's left hand was not idle.

He had long taken down the double-edged giant axe from his back, held the axe handle horizontally with both hands, and drew a semicircular axe mark in front of him, just hitting the large blades that He Meng's group was slashing at him.

Clang... clang... clang... clang...

More than ten sounds of metal clashing rang out all around. Seven people rushed the fastest; their large blades collided with the giant axe, and all seven flew backward for more than ten meters, three of whom even had their large blades directly knocked out of their hands.

Bang!

"Puff..."

Seven people fell to the ground at the same time, making a loud noise. Six of them didn't even have the strength to crawl up, vomiting blood and fainting directly, without any resistance.

"Use bows, don't get close!"

He Meng, the only one who crawled up, had a look of fear on his face, spoke directly, and shouted back the others who were still trying to rush over.

Clang... clang...

Xia Hong, who had swept away seven people with one axe, didn't dare to have any pause in his hands. He continued to dance the giant axe wildly, almost forming an axe screen in front of him, blocking the iron arrows shot by the six people in the rear.

"Fortunately, with my current strength, swinging the axe is more than enough!"

Through the axe screen, Xia Hong saw the remaining sixteen people of the Mirror Immortal camp all starting to retreat under He Meng's prompt, and the killing intent in his eyes climbed again.

Clearly, this bunch of people knew that head-on combat wouldn't work and intended to use bows completely.

"At such a close distance, to use bows, you have to have time!"

In the gap of swinging the axe, Xia Hong's gaze was like electricity. Finding a gap, he suddenly ran forward, catching up with the ten people retreating in an instant.

He didn't even care about He Meng on the flank. The rapidly rotating axe screen approached the ten people, and the attractive force formed by the tyrannical strength instantly rolled in the one who ran the slowest.

Crack... crack... crack...

The first, the second, the third...

The axe screen was like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, rolling people in one by one. Those who were rolled in couldn't withstand Xia Hong's terrifying strength at all; they were either directly beheaded by the giant axe or had their bones shattered by the giant force.

Even if they reacted fast enough to block with their blades, the result was still being knocked away with their blades. By the time they hit the ground, their bodies were already in a very extreme state, a dead end.

Clang, clang...

The most outrageous thing was that under such circumstances, the arrows shot by the six people furthest away were still blocked by Xia Hong's axe screen and couldn't attack him at all.

That axe screen, not a drop of water could get in, not a drop of oil could get in, like a giant shield, blocking Xia Hong tightly, and they had no way to deal with it.

"How could it be so strong, how could it be so strong!"

Watching Xia Hong kill the ten people who had just rushed up with him in less than dozens of breaths, He Meng's heart was shaking wildly. Looking at the axe screen that Xia Hong was still swinging, besides hatred, there was also thick jealousy in his eyes.

He couldn't understand why Xia Hong, who was clearly very weak in the previous few times, suddenly became so strong.

"You guys run first, go back and report to the leader!!!"

Jealousy burning, plus seeing that Xia Hong was about to catch up with the last six people, He Meng couldn't hold back anymore, gritted his teeth and roared, rushed up from the flank with his blade, and slashed at Xia Hong's back.

Xia Hong's brows lifted slightly. Just to solve those shooting arrows first, he had ignored He Meng, which was why He Meng remained behind him.

"You guys, not one can run away!"

Xia Hong sneered, his gaze like a torch, actually stopping the swinging of the giant axe in his hand.

The moment He Meng's large blade slashed over, he turned his body and raised the giant axe to block horizontally.

Clang...

The moment he blocked the large blade, Xia Hong's gaze condensed slightly, his right leg kicked the ground, and he gave a fierce, upright kick to He Meng's abdomen.

Bang...

He Meng's abdomen instantly caved in by more than half.

The whole person flew backward for more than twenty meters, smashed through the snow, rolled backward for another five or six meters on the ground, and dragged out a two-meter-wide snow pit on the ground.

If it weren't for the snow blocking it, I'm afraid this snow pit could have extended further.

"Wow..."

He Meng leaned against the snow pile, a mouthful of blood sprayed out two or three meters away, his face pale, his vitality rapidly passing away. But even so, the look in his eyes when he looked up at Xia Hong had no fear, only thick resentment and hostility.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

"Don't kill them all, leave some alive!"

Xia Hong ignored the look in He Meng's eyes on the ground, turned his head to see the last six people already surrounded by Xia Chuan and the seventeen others, and shouted hurriedly.

Just now he dared to stop swinging the giant axe and focus on dealing with He Meng because he knew that Xia Chuan and the seventeen others had already arrived.

Walking to He Meng, Xia Hong's expression was incomparably gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Who gave you the guts to come to Red Wood Ridge to kill the people of my Does Does Da Xia?"

He Meng, who was limp on the ground, was already in a state of more breath going out than coming in. Looking up at Xia Hong, although his expression was weak, his pupils were still filled with ferocity:

"Do you think it's fine after killing me? You're finished, your Does Does Da Xia camp is finished. Just wait, wait for my Mirror Immortal camp to trample Does Does Da Xia..."

"Stop!"

Pfft...

"Kill them all, no need to leave any alive!"

Pfft...

Accompanied by the "show mercy" sound coming from afar, Xia Hong directly chopped off He Meng's head with one axe. Accompanied by his order, Xia Chuan and the others also decisively swarmed up and killed the last six people together.

Thus, including the two brothers He Meng and He Gang, the hunting team of the Mirror Immortal camp that crossed the boundary tonight, totaling twenty-five people, all perished!

After killing the last six, Xia Chuan and the others didn't forget to collect all their weapons and knapsacks, and only then did they hurry to Xia Hong's side.

"I said stop, are you guys deaf?"

Following a questioning sound filled with anger, Xia Hong and Xia Chuan and the others all looked up toward the north.

On the snow more than ten meters away, a middle-aged man in black with thick eyebrows, a broad face, and clean skin was holding a giant broadsword, glaring at them angrily.

"This is Director Yu Wen Hu, only one came?"

Appearance, weapon, skin, and the imperceptible Qi-muscle changes.

Xia Hong and the others recognized the identity of the person at a glance.

Realizing that the person in front of him was one of the only two Frigid-level experts of the Mirror Immortal camp, Director Yu Wen Hu, his mind tightened slightly, and he immediately focused his attention behind Director Yu Wen Hu.

Really only one person came!

After four or five breaths, Xia Hong's mood relaxed a little. He looked up and stared directly at Director Yu Wen Hu, deliberately saying: "I don't know who you are, and what relationship you have with these people. If it were ordinary times, giving you face wouldn't be anything, but it's a pity that these people all have a life-and-death feud with my Does Does Da Xia. Not killing them is not enough to calm my anger. I hope you can forgive me!"

The middle-aged man heard this, his expression lagged for a moment, then seeing the expression on Xia Hong's face, he realized that he was deliberately pretending not to recognize him. He stared at Xia Hong for dozens of breaths, and his expression gradually turned gloomy.

"Tao'er previously said that you were a smart person, acted steadily, and had a cautious personality. Now it seems he was wrong to the extreme!"

This was saying that he shouldn't have killed these people!

Xia Hong immediately understood Director Yu Wen Hu's subtext, his eyes lowered slightly, and he didn't say anything to refute, just stood in place and continued to look at him.

"You probably think that He Meng killed people first, and now that he has paid with his life, it's only right and proper, right?"

It should be so!

Although he didn't get a response, from the expression on Xia Hong and the others' faces, Director Yu Wen Hu could also see the answer. He sneered twice and continued:

"Such right and proper must be established on the condition that your Does Does Da Xia's strength is equal to my Mirror Immortal camp!

You, understand!"

At the final questioning, Director Yu Wen Hu's volume suddenly increased. He held the sword with both hands and almost instantly crossed the distance of more than ten meters. The broadsword fanned out a wild wind, instantly attacking Xia Hong's face.

"Retreat!"

Xia Hong had long been on guard. The moment Director Yu Wen Hu's body moved, he immediately shouted for the others to retreat, while he held the giant axe horizontally with both hands, facing the strongest position of the wild wind, and blocked with gathered strength.

Bang...

"This..."

"This..."

The broadsword and the giant axe collided violently, first scattering sparks all over the sky, then the intense shockwave lifted the snow on the ground around the two by several meters.

Whether it was Xia Hong, who retreated three or four meters, or Director Yu Wen Hu, who swung this sword, after feeling the other side's strength, their expressions simultaneously revealed a trace of astonishment.

"This kid, hasn't broken through to the Frigid-level yet, and actually has almost one Mane of strength!"

Director Yu Wen Hu, who was standing still, had his pupils condensed. Although he pretended to remain calm, in his heart, he was filled with horror. A full three or four breaths passed before his trembling hands stopped.

And on the other side, Xia Hong, after the astonishment, had his expression change repeatedly. Later, he clearly understood something and quickly became playful.

"Sure enough, my previous guesses were all wrong. The strength of the Frigid-level is not one hundred and fifty thousand jin at all. The speed of remolding the Skin-Membrane and breaking through to the Frigid-level varies from person to person!"

Xia Hong was incomparably excited in his heart at this moment.

He couldn't estimate the strength of Director Yu Wen Hu's blow just now so accurately, but he could be certain that the range was absolutely between one hundred and ten thousand and one hundred and twenty thousand jin.

When he first met Director Yu Wen Tao in the north, he sensed that the other side's strength was above his, with forty thousand plus jin. Xia Hong didn't think of anything at the time.

But tonight, when hunting He Meng's group, he felt the strength of He Meng and He Gang, which was also forty thousand plus jin.

Among the other twenty-plus people, there were three whose strength was above thirty thousand jin.

Xia Hong was a little suspicious in his heart.

As long as the strength exceeded thirty thousand jin, they all started to remold the Skin-Membrane.

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Intermediate cold beast blood, it seems, is not that hard to obtain.

Not to mention it's a giant camp like Mirror Immortal!

There's no reason why everyone in the Mirror Immortal camp who remolds the Skin-Membrane would have strength between thirty and fifty thousand jin. There should be some over fifty thousand jin, right?

Plus later, after He Meng felt his strength, the horror on his face, combined with all this, Xia Hong couldn't help but have a bold guess in his heart.

At this moment, this guess, accompanied by Director Yu Wen Hu's blow, had completely become a fact.

"In the process of remolding the Skin-Membrane, the increase in base strength is not fixed, but varies from person to person. It is highly probable that the higher the potential, the more it increases, and relatively, the more cold beast blood is needed, and the longer it will take.

But corresponding to this, the stronger the strength will be after breaking through to the Frigid-level. Even, before the process of remolding the Skin-Membrane is finished, it is possible to increase the base strength to a level comparable to the Frigid-level!"

Xia Hong looked up and stared at Director Yu Wen Hu in front of him, a trace of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.

His base strength was already close to seventy thousand jin. Plus the Long Fist attainment, the strength he could exert could increase by twenty to thirty percent, which was nearly ninety thousand jin.

Director Yu Wen Hu's strength was strong, but he only came alone...

"No need to light torches!"

Cold light gleamed in Xia Hong's eyes. As the voice fell, he held the giant axe and actually took the lead in rushing toward Director Yu Wen Hu.

On the large trees all around, Xia Chuan and the others, who had long been scattered and had taken out torches waiting for a long time, heard the calm killing intent in Xia Hong's tone, and all put away their torches, took out their bows and arrows again, and aimed at Director Yu Wen Hu.

Clang...

Director Yu Wen Hu raised his sword to block the giant axe, a trace of astonishment flashing on his face.

Clearly, he didn't expect Xia Hong to take the initiative to rush toward him. Feeling that more than ten iron arrows were already aimed at him, he immediately realized that Xia Hong's group actually intended to keep him here!

"Tao'er's words still have some truth. This Xia Hong..."

On Director Yu Wen Hu's face, although there was anger, the description of Xia Hong by his son immediately flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a bit of appreciation for Xia Hong:

Acted steadily, cautious personality.

"Should be able to add the four words 'decisive in killing'!"

Xia Hong saw that he only came alone and was not invincible. In such a short time, he actually made the decision to keep him here.

"Anyway, I've already torn my face with Mirror Immortal, so I might as well strike first!"

Although the positions were different, after guessing Xia Hong's intention, Director Yu Wen Hu had to admit that the behavior Xia Hong made at this moment was indeed the best choice.

Clang...

Of course, appreciation was appreciation.

Someone wanted to kill him, so Director Yu Wen Hu's anger naturally took the upper hand.

While the broadsword blocked the giant axe in the air, his body shook, both hands suddenly exerted force, and he swept Xia Hong away with one blow.

This wasn't over. He didn't forgive him for his success, turned around and rushed toward Xia Hong fiercely. The broadsword rose from the ground, borrowing the inertia of the body's rotation, and arrived at Xia Hong's face in an instant. The broadsword suddenly stood up and lifted.

The sharpness of the broadsword swept the snow on the ground for more than ten meters high. The snowflakes almost covered Xia Hong's body, and the tyrannical strength broke through the snow, pointing straight from Xia Hong's abdomen to his chin.

Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...

More than ten iron arrows suddenly attacked from all directions. Sensing that these arrows were all shooting at his arms, knowing that Xia Chuan and the others were trying to force him back, Director Yu Wen Hu's expression condensed slightly, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"With such little strength, wanting to force me back, naive!"

Facing more than ten iron arrows, Director Yu Wen Hu didn't dodge at all, holding the arm of the sword, and continued to lift toward Xia Hong in front.

The moment the iron arrow shot into his arm, Director Yu Wen Hu's body shook fiercely, as if moving without wind, and the snow on the ground all around swayed slightly.

Clang... clang... clang...

Xia Chuan and the seventeen others hiding on the large trees all around had their expressions instantly sluggish.

Because they saw that the iron arrows they shot with all their strength couldn't break through Director Yu Wen Hu's arm at all, as if they had shot into an iron wall, and after a clang, they all fell to the ground sparsely.

"Big Brother, careful!"

Without Xia Chuan's reminder, seeing the iron arrows being shaken away by Director Yu Wen Hu's Skin-Membrane, Xia Hong's pressure had already climbed to the extreme.

Is this the power after the Skin-Membrane is completely remolded? The iron arrows of over ten thousand jin shot by the ten-stone iron-fetal bow couldn't break through.

Director Yu Wen Hu didn't retreat, so the lifting broadsword naturally hit Xia Hong's abdomen without any suspense.

Pfft...

Feeling the pain from his abdomen, it wasn't splitting, but a heavy blow. Xia Hong immediately realized that Director Yu Wen Hu's broadsword only had double-sided edges.

His sword tip was blunt; usually, it should be used for impact.

"Since that's the case..."

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Xia Hong's eyes. He dropped the giant axe in his hand, gave up retreating directly, forced his abdomen forward, grabbed the edge of the broadsword with his left hand, disregarded the web between his thumb and index finger being cut, and then kicked the ground to jump upward.

The broadsword was first pushed forward, then lifted upward. When Xia Hong pushed forward, Director Yu Wen Hu had already sensed it, so he immediately lifted upward. In this way, he could naturally lift along his abdomen, disembowel him, and kill him with one blow.

Although the lifted snow had formed a curtain, blocking the view, the moment the broadsword lifted, Director Yu Wen Hu still felt it. Xia Hong's body was rising extremely fast.

Director Yu Wen Hu thought he had succeeded in one blow, a ferocious smile appeared on his face, and he continued to exert the lifting strength.

Whoosh...

However, at the critical moment.

A piercing sound of breaking through the air rang out. A sharp point of light suddenly broke through the snow curtain in front, rushed out from it, and stabbed straight at Director Yu Wen Hu's face.

Director Yu Wen Hu's pupils suddenly contracted. He hurriedly stopped the lifting action, pulled the broadsword back, and together with his body, retreated rapidly.

Unfortunately, the speed of that point of light was really too fast.

Not only fast, but also long!

The point of light suddenly turned, turning into an ultra-long blade light.

Until this moment, Director Yu Wen Hu saw clearly that it was a thin, narrow long blade of about one meter seven, and that point of light was its tip.

Xia Hong clearly sensed that his retreating speed was too fast, and continuing to stab forward wouldn't work. In the blink of an eye, he changed hands and turned into a horizontal slash.

Pfft...

Director Yu Wen Hu, who retreated more than ten meters away, had eyes filled with horror and lingering fear.

On his forehead, a thin, long wound of two or three inches had already appeared.

"This kid..."

Looking at Xia Hong's blood-stained left hand and the long blade in his right hand, the horror on Director Yu Wen Hu's face was far less than the shock in his heart.

He had actually almost died just now!

"I don't know if my Does Does Da Xia has the qualifications to be equal to your Mirror Immortal camp now..."

Xia Hong put away the long blade, took out a piece of velvet cloth, and while calmly dealing with the wound on his left hand, looked up at Director Yu Wen Hu.

This questioning of his, the tone was clearly steady and slow, but it was also resonant.

Xia Chuan, Luo Yuan, and the crowd of Does Does Da Xia all walked out from the large trees on the side and stood behind Xia Hong. The iron-fetal bow had no effect, so the hope of killing Director Yu Wen Hu naturally disappeared.

Director Yu Wen Hu stood in place for a full ten breaths, his expression changing constantly, before finally revealing a trace of helplessness and saying in a deep voice:

"Leader Xia Hong, your strength is indeed not bad, but the strength of my Mirror Immortal camp is not just what you see. Has Does Does Da Xia thought it through? Do you really want to fight us to the death?"

Was this the intention to incorporate them?

Xia Hong immediately understood the room for maneuver left in Director Yu Wen Hu's words.

Not to mention that Does Does Da Xia was destined not to be incorporated into other camps, even with the style and behavior shown by the Mirror Immortal camp time and again, it was impossible for Xia Hong to agree.

"The strength of the Mirror Immortal camp is not just this much. Is it possible that you have seen all the strength of my Does Does Da Xia?"

Xia Hong first asked back with a trace of mockery, then changed the subject and said sharply: "Between our two families, there is no territorial dispute, and we could have lived in peace. Unfortunately, you bullied people too much. Director Yu Wen Tao and He Meng, two waves of people hunted across the boundary first, and I was patient time and again, and advised with good words.

It's a pity that no one took it to heart. Not only did they become more and more excessive, but He Meng even came to the south to kill people. This can't be blamed on me!

Now that the chief culprit has been executed, I will no longer hold a grudge against the Mirror Immortal camp, but..."

Speaking of this, Xia Hong's voice paused, and his tone grew heavier:

"In the future, if there are any more boundary crossers, my Does Does Da Xia will definitely kill them without mercy. I hope you can convey my words to your leader!"

Being threatened like this by someone about the same age as his son, a trace of anger rose on Director Yu Wen Hu's face, but then thinking of something, he held it back, as if he wanted to say something more.

But Xia Hong didn't give him this chance, directly stretched out his hand, clearly telling him to leave quickly.

"Senior Director Yu Wen, please!"

Hearing Xia Hong's address to him, Director Yu Wen Hu's stiff expression immediately relaxed a lot. He stood in place and thought for a while, and finally just looked at Xia Hong deeply before turning and leaving directly.

"Leader Xia Hong, you're too polite. I will convey the words!"

Still more than five hundred tickets away from the integer. Can we do it in the next two days? Please vote, brothers, give some strength, gather two thousand, please.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 151 =====