Douluo: Peerless Blood Hunter Huo Yuhao

Huo Yuhao's target is the Death Hand bandits.

Several groups of bounty hunters had previously taken on the task of wiping out bandit groups. Unfortunately, no one could claim the corresponding bounty, and those hunters never showed up again.

Huo Yuhao was not surprised by this. The strength of that evil soul master cannot be judged by pure soul power level. Human beings are beings who can seize opportunities and use tools. In extreme cases, it is completely possible to kill the enemy by crossing two or three levels.

Judging from the information Huo Yuhao obtained, the leader of the Hand of Death and his disciples all possess special abilities. As for the so-called God of Death, Huo Yuhao felt that this might not be a name for pretentiousness and deception. He had faced the gods himself, so it would not be surprising to him even if these two guys were really favored by some god of death.

After all, such a corpse explosion would be too terrifying. The power is comparable to that of custom-installed soul-guided artillery shells, and it is completely unlike the abilities that can be unleashed by wild soul masters who have not invested resources in cultivating them.

In fact, the genius soul masters trained by the big forces don't have that kind of ability. Soul masters have the possibility. As long as they are rich and powerful, it is still feasible to buy a few custom-made soul guidance shells with blood.

But the guy who fought Huo Yuhao didn't look like he could afford custom soul-guided artillery shells. For him, as long as enough corpses were extracted to extract corpse energy, he could make a biological version of custom souls. Guided artillery shells, or fixed soul-guided artillery shells that can move freely.

The fixed soul-guided cannonball that can rush up to hug you and ask you if you are afraid?

If the group of soul mentors from the Sun and Moon Empire knew about this, their worldview might collapse.

If the Sun and Moon Empire masters this method, then Douluo's original Three Kingdoms will definitely be passive in the war, and they will become even more passive.

However, Huo Yuhao felt that the Sun and Moon Empire would not cooperate with evil soul masters. After all, it was stupid for an empire to cooperate with anti-human organizations. Before these guys could bring benefits to the empire, the first thing they had to pay was the lives of their citizens.

How many lives can it take to raise a high-level evil soul master?

Douluo originally belonged to the Three Kingdoms and was at a disadvantage and would not tolerate evil soul masters. Maybe there would be a nest of snakes and rats in the corruption, but overall he only had an iron fist towards evil soul masters.

It is impossible for the empire to restrain the group of evil soul masters, otherwise they would not be called evil soul masters. Every evil soul master has fallen into the way of Asura, or in other words, the owner of an evil soul who has not fallen into the way of Asura cannot be called an evil soul master.

Huo Yuhao was already far away from the fortress, and his mental detection was launched. A large area of ​​projection appeared in his mind, and various information emerged.

Plants, stones, birds, squirrels, everything is under his control.

He only has a general range, and the specific location of this bandit group's stronghold still needs to be explored by himself. Those bounty hunters were all dead, not a single one survived, and the search scope was not narrowed because of them.

Breathing steadily and aura restrained, Huo Yuhao shuttled through the mountains like a ghost. When passing by some small animals, these animals were not frightened, as if Huo Yuhao did not exist.

This is the skill of stealth. Unless the pollution is serious and he cannot control himself, Huo Yuhao will only burst out with murderous aura when killing enemies and fighting.

It was getting late now, the sun was half-dark, and the shadows of the trees were heavy and eerie, as if a man-eating beast would rush out at any time.

"Found it." Huo Yuhao's eyes lit up and he showed a gentle smile.

Tianmeng and Bingdi in the sea of ​​consciousness felt cold for no reason.

More than 30 fierce bandits were moving, with a strong smell of blood, as if they had just carried out a killing.

The leader was shrouded in a large black robe. When the wind blew, the black robe clung to his body like clothing clinging to a skeleton.

Suddenly, the man in black robes trembled and stopped.

A strong man behind him accidentally bumped into the man in black robes, his expression suddenly became horrified, and he quickly begged for mercy.

Although the leader of the third group is new, he is the disciple of the leader. Like the leader, he has special strange abilities. He is decisive and cruel, and his methods are bloody. He has killed several soul sects in the past year, and some soul sects also died at his hands. Up. These guys were all turned into living corpses, and even their souls could not be freed. Several members of the gang who offended him died miserably.

Recently, they and the leader made an altar to sacrifice the God of Death. Although they all thought that these two were magic sticks, the need for "biological materials" made the bandits like them afraid of the magic sticks.

The man in black robe glared at the strong man behind him, and cursed in a dark and hoarse voice: "Idiot, if you don't want to die, shut up. Everyone behind me should stop, hide, and be on guard."

Just now, his hair suddenly stood on end, as if he was being targeted by some wild beast. The feeling of suffocation made him uncomfortable.

A group of people remained silent and had no choice but to do as they were told.

Dozens of people immediately hid in the shadows of the woods. Surrounding the man in black robes were several living corpses wearing linen clothes. He had made a lot of progress on living corpses this year at the cost of "sharing" knowledge with the teacher.

"Damn it, what's going on!" He cursed in his heart. In the past year, except for being squeezed by the messenger of death, it has been basically smooth sailing. I thought I had a chance to take revenge, but now the danger suddenly came.

He believed in his own perception, which might also be a gift from the God of Death. This place is not close to his hometown, and he feels that danger has come.

who is it? Bounty Hunter?

Before he could think clearly, his body suddenly started to shake, his eyes became dim, and his brain felt like it had been hit hard. It seemed like it was about to burst, and the soul power in his body was rioting.

Several living corpses roared, and the corpse energy originally hidden in their bodies kept coming out, wreaking havoc on everything around them, like enraged beasts.

The smell of blood was stronger than before in the woods. All the other bandits fell to the ground. The stronger ones were bleeding from their seven orifices and fell to the ground unconscious, while those of the ordinary bandits had their heads cracked like exploding watermelons. Yellow and white stuff splashed out, and brain stuff even flew onto the face of the man in black robe.

In an instant, except for the evil soul master and the living corpse who were still barely able to move, the remaining dozens of bandits died in an instant and fell into a coma. Those who fainted would be idiots even if they survived.

Several rays of cold light flashed, and the specially-made bullets were extremely fast, pushing away ripples and leaving frost on the places they passed.

Several living zombies who lost their minds were completely unaware of the flying bullets. The bullet touched the skin where the black energy was rising, and shattered instantly. A large amount of ultimate ice soul power erupted, and the sound of crackling ice continued.

The wind passing through the forest suddenly turned into a cold air current, and the living corpse turned into ice cubes before even making much resistance.