The three of them are all warriors in the early stage of accumulating blood. One holds a broad sword, one holds a short sword, and the other holds a long sword. They cooperate with each other very well.

It seems that the three of them participated in such a joint attack battle, and the strength they displayed far exceeded that of three ordinary blood-containing warriors.

The fierce sword movements and saber movements crisscrossed each other vertically and horizontally. The three of them moved and changed positions, making it difficult to distinguish their attack styles.

Mu Beimian did not change his expression. He turned nine times and avoided all attacks from the three men. At the same time, he grabbed the black-armored man's wrist and pressed it down.

There was a click, and the opponent's wrist bone suddenly broke.

The man in black armor groaned, clenched his other hand into a fist, and slammed the door to the north of Mu.

The swords of the burly man and Lu Changhao also arrived at this moment, attacking Mubei from two different directions, up and down, at tricky angles.

The timing and direction of the attack were very precise.

Mu Bei's expression was calm, and the Suzaku Sword appeared out of thin air. Dozens of sword shadows intertwined into a sword disk, sweeping away at 360 degrees.

At the same time, he kicked the man in black armor.

With two clicks, the swords of the burly man and Lu Changhao broke at the same time, leaving a deep sword mark on their chests and flying backwards many feet.

The man in black armor was kicked in the chest and several ribs were broken. He fell to the ground and could not stand up again, and blood kept flowing out from the corner of his mouth.

"How can it be?!"

Lu Changhao was shocked and angry.

The burly man and the man in black armor were his friends in the army. He found the two of them, thinking that the combined power of the three of them would be able to suppress Mu Bei and regain his face.

Unexpectedly, the three of them working together would still be vulnerable to Mu Bei!

Mu Bei glanced at the three of them, was too lazy to say anything, turned around and left.

However, as soon as he took a step, he stopped.

A rustling sound sounded, and all around, demon wolves covered in blood-colored hair came out, as big as a calf.

"Blood Wolf."

Mu Bei whispers.

Blood wolves are third-level monsters that like to live in groups and are most sensitive to blood. They can smell the smell of blood hundreds of feet away.

I think it was the blood of Lu Changhao and others that attracted these blood wolves.

The faces of Lu Changhao and the other three people changed drastically. The blood wolves were ferocious and bloodthirsty. When they were at their peak, each of them could only handle two at most.

But now, they were seriously injured, and there were fifteen blood wolves surrounding them!

How to block?!

Fifteen blood wolves' eyes glowed fiercely, and with a ferocious howl, they all rushed towards him.

In an instant, a blood wolf pounced in front of the man in black armor, biting the man's neck with a bloody mouth.

The man in black armor didn't even have the strength to stand up, and looked desperate.

At this time, Mu Bei took a step forward, and in an instant, his right leg swept out.

With a muffled bang, the blood wolf flew more than three feet away, landed on the ground, struggled twice, and then stopped moving.

The man in black armor was stunned. Mu Bei actually saved him.

"Protect your neck."

Mu Bei said quietly.

Fengxing made nine turns, his figure was as fast as lightning, and the Suzaku sword radiated cold light.

Puff puff!

In an instant, the three blood wolves that pounced on Lu Changhao and the burly man were beheaded.

The wolves roared violently and their fierce eyes were menacing. They all stared at Mubei and rushed towards Mubei together.

There are no waves in Mubei's ancient well. He walks nine times on the wind and swings his sword seventy-two times. His mysterious steps and sharp sword movements make him look like a sword god in this world.

Puff puff puff puff, blood splashed, and the blood wolf's heads fell one after another.

In the blink of an eye, only one of the fifteen blood wolves was left.

At this moment, the blood wolf, known for its bloodthirsty and ferocious ferocity, seemed to have developed fear and fled into the distance like a bereaved dog at an extremely fast speed.

However, Mu Bei was faster and stopped him in a flash, slashing him with the Suzaku Sword.

With a pop, a wolf head flew out sideways, and the wolf corpse fell to the ground with a thud.

Lu Changhao and the other two people had horrified faces on their faces, as if they had seen a ghost.

Fifteen blood wolves were all killed by Mu Bei in an instant.

It’s all a one-hit kill!

What kind of combat power is this?!

However, after a brief period of shock, the expressions of the three of them became complicated.

"Why?"

Lu Changhao looked at Mu Bei with a bitter look on his face.

He led two people to take revenge on Mu Bei, but now, all three of them were saved by Mu Bei.

If Mu Bei didn't take action, they would die today.

"It's just a small conflict." Mu Bei said: "We are in the same military camp, and I can watch you being devoured by wolves? I'm not that cold-blooded."

When a man is in this world, he should be careful when he should be careful, and be generous when he should be generous.

Although the three of them drew their swords, none of them had murderous intentions. They just wanted to save face, so there was no need for him to ignore the situation.

Putting away the Suzaku Sword, he took out a dagger, cut open the heads of the fifteen blood wolves one by one, and collected all the beast cores inside.

Lu Changhao and the other two people were already struggling to stand up and walked over one after another.

"Sorry about what happened before! And thank you very much!"

Lu Changhao cupped his fists and bowed in salute.

"Thank you!"

The burly man and the man in black armor saluted together.

Mu Bei nodded, left here, and walked far away in a short time.

Night covers the earth, a bright moon hangs in the sky, and a little bit of silver shines, and the mountains look a little dim.

It was quiet at night, and the roars of monsters could be heard one after another in the mountains.

Night is the time when monsters are most active.

In the dim mountain forest, pairs of demonic eyes, either green or blood red, lighted up, looking cold and penetrating.

"Time to hunt!"

A glimmer of light flashed across Mu Bei's eyes, and he moved in the darkness, like the god of death lurking in the darkness, wielding the Suzaku Sword to harvest monsters one after another.

In the next few days, he kept hunting monsters in the Shiwan Mountains. When he was sleepy, he would find a secluded place to take a nap. When he was hungry, he would roast beast meat to satisfy his hunger.

At the same time, he would take time every day to practice the "One Sword Peerless" technique with spirit stones, supplemented by red fire dragon's mushroom to nourish his blood and consolidate his realm.

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

When the seven days of free time came, he counted the results of these days and harvested a total of two hundred beast cores.

Among them, there are two fifth-level beast cores, twenty fourth-level beast cores, fifty-three third-level beast cores, fifty-five second-level beast cores, and seventy first-level beast cores.

This kind of achievement can be said to be very shocking. A soldier of his level can only harvest forty beast cores at most in seven days.

Moreover, the highest level is only level three, and the number is still small. More than 90% of them are level one and level two.

However, Mubei himself was very dissatisfied.

"too slow."

He frowned.

Two hundred beast cores add up to 429 points of military merit, which is really too little.

If he wants to win the military competition in five months, he will need at least 30,000 points in military merit. It is simply not feasible at this speed.

"We have to consider other ways."

he said to himself.

After a pause, he returned to the military camp, handed over all two hundred beast cores, and then returned to his residence.

Lu Changhao and three other people came up, holding liquor and porcelain bowls, and apologized and thanked Mu Bei again.

Soldiers like martial arts and good wine, and often drink with friends.

Mu Bei knew this and would not reject anything once it came.

Later, Lu Changhao introduced himself, and then introduced the burly man and the man in black armor to Mu Bei.
To be continued...