Refining medicine can't save Doupo!

Chapter 47: Luxurious Battle! [Please read! Please vote! ]

Pfft!

There are very few people on the Douqi Continent who wear full body armor like Jiang Lin. The broken blade easily pierced Pesuo's neck and directly cut off Pesuo's aorta.

gurgling
Pesso's pupils dilated and he wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood gushed out. He wanted to resist, but he resisted with all his strength and the blood kept flowing out of his neck and mouth. His resistance became weaker and weaker, and he soon lost consciousness in Jiang Lin's arms and was on the verge of death.

In the brilliant mountain fire, his entire body of armor was shattered and covered in blood. There were even fragments of the Flame Explosion Armor Sword that short-circuited and exploded and pierced into his armor. Jiang Lin held the slowly dying Pesuo in his arms, and then turned to look at the one-star master Yan Hu who had stopped.

Yan Hu looked at Jiang Lin, whose armor was broken into pieces and surrounded by metal fragments in the wildfire, with shock in his eyes that lasted for a long time.

The battle between the two weapon refiners was something Yan Hu could never imagine in his life.

The golden feather bow, a yellow-grade intermediate fighting weapon, was damaged.

The yellow-grade advanced fighting weapon, the Flame Explosion Armor-Cutting Sword, exploded into pieces.

Two yellow-grade intermediate fighting melee swords chopped each other into pieces.

The black knight's yellow-grade intermediate armor was shattered on a large scale.

Yellow-grade intermediate inner armor diamond soft armor, small area broken
Even the yellow-grade intermediate shield that Peso suddenly conjured out of thin air was left with a deep cut, and its durability was greatly reduced.

The amount of fighting tools consumed by these two in a battle is beyond the imagination and endurance of Yan Hu, a one-star master. Fighting tools of the same level are almost one or half a level more precious than elixirs of the same level. After all, one is a weapon and the other is a consumable. The battle between Jiang Lin and Peso, two fighters and masters, is like smashing each other to death with third- and fourth-grade elixirs.
Until his death, Peso might not be able to understand why Jiang Lin, who was obviously a low-level Yellow-grade weapon refiner, had so many Yellow-grade intermediate and above fighting weapons. He felt that he was well prepared and his micro-manipulation was excellent, but in the end he still died at the hands of the unreasonable Jiang Lin.

In the end, Pesso could only sigh that fate was unfair and Jiang Lin was too lucky. The inheritance of the Xuan-level weapon refiner left him too many transitional weapons!

Until his death, Pesso was unwilling to believe that those fighting weapons of intermediate yellow grade and above were made by Jiang Lin himself!

"you win."

As the flames flickered, Yan Hu looked up at the night sky which was somewhat red, then turned around and left, walking down the mountain.

"Let's go quickly. The third-level monsters in the Monster Mountain Range are about to come out. They will put out the forest fire and kill the people they think are the culprits." Yan Hu ignored Jiang Lin and left. When he passed by the three fighters who were unable to move due to fractures caused by the violent Flame Explosion Armor Sword, he glanced at them coldly, left a sentence "May you wish me good luck", and left without looking back.

"Captain Yan, save us!"

"Captain, please don't abandon us! Please, save us!" The three surviving fighters immediately stumbled and chased after Yanhu. Jiang Lin looked at their departing backs, then looked at Peso who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, his eyes flickering. Obviously, the Beast Mercenary Group seemed to be divided into two groups. Except for the short-legged Yanhu, none of the people brought by Yanhu attacked Jiang Lin.

Roar!
Suddenly, a terrifying roar of a beast was heard in the mountains. Violent wind blades fell directly from the sky, constantly cutting off the trees on the edge of the wildfire. At the same time, countless blue fighting spirits shot into the red night sky, and then formed layers of clouds. The wind blew the clouds, and the moist mountain breeze blew across Jiang Lin's leaky black knight armor, making his mind clear.

rustle rustle
Soon, a small-scale drizzle began to fall on the outskirts of the dry Monster Mountain Range. The wet raindrops streaked across the scarred armor. In a forest somewhere, a broken black-armored knight held a man in black in his arms like a princess, looking up at the drizzling night sky. In the night, a black shadow with a wingspan of more than ten meters was hovering in the air.

The fourth-level magical beast, the Wind Pterosaur.

Sure enough, setting fire to a mountain, no matter where it is, is a life-threatening thing.

Roar!
The pterosaur in the air suddenly roared, and countless wind blades slashed down in an instant. Somewhere in the forest below, broken wood flew everywhere, and blood and flesh splattered. On the outskirts of the World of Warcraft Mountain Range, all the human mercenaries who had not left were all within the hunting range of the pterosaur.

Finally, the Wind Pterosaur soared up to the sky, and its cyan eyes looked coldly at a small plain outside the mountain, which was the direction of Qingshan Town. But in the end, after watching for a long time, it turned around and flew deep into the Warcraft Mountain Range.

As a fourth-level magic beast, it already has a high level of intelligence. Slaughtering human towns will only bring it endless trouble. Humans, magic beasts, and other races have maintained a tacit understanding that has gradually formed over tens of millions of years, that is, no one can bully the weak, and the strong at a high level cannot slaughter ordinary people of other races.

The Gale Pterosaur was just a small episode. Jiang Lin just stood in the distance, watching silently in the rain for a while, then hugged Peso's corpse and dragged his tired body towards the Peach Blossom Valley in the Warcraft Mountains.

Cuckoo?

In the valley, when Jiang Lin's figure appeared, Blue Eagle, who was hiding from the rain under a shed, immediately came over. Then, noticing the smell of blood on Jiang Lin's body, he immediately jumped away and cried.

Jiang Lin took a look at the rope around Blue Eagle's neck. Well, it was not broken. It was a good and obedient little boy.

"Go play somewhere else." Jiang Lin pushed Blue Eagle away, then, suppressing his fatigue, came to a pool that had been dug in advance in the valley. He took off all the equipment on Pesso's body, stuck a piece of parchment on his forehead, and threw him directly in. Then he threw all kinds of herbs and mineral powders in. He originally wanted to stir it, but Jiang Lin really couldn't hold on any longer.

"You, yes, you, stir it with your claws." Jiang Lin made a gesture to Blue Eagle, and then, without caring whether the other party understood it or not, he did not even have time to look at Pesso's equipment. He ran directly to a cave in the valley and blocked the door with stones to prevent Blue Eagle from turning bad and launching a sneak attack.

With a thud, Jiang Lin, who had done everything, could no longer bear it, fell to the ground, and fell asleep.

Outside, the walking chicken Blue Eagle tilted its head and looked at Jiang Lin's back as he entered the cave in confusion, until the other party blocked the cave door. Blue Eagle looked back at the alchemy pool, then looked down at the rope on its neck. It took a few steps before, and the rope immediately straightened, but it was still some distance away from the alchemy pool.

But how could this be a problem for our Lord Eagle?
The blue eagle lowered and shook its head, letting the rope swing down. Then it moved its legs quickly and ran to the alchemy pool. It saw the liquid bubbling from time to time. It looked at its claws that were still bandaged and fell silent.

But in the end, the blue eagle picked up a wooden stick, grabbed the wooden root with its claws and stirred it in the alchemy pool for a few times, and even turned Peso, who was lying face up in the air, over.

How dare you look directly at such a small bird? That's so presumptuous, you must turn it over!
After finishing everything, the blue eagle ran back to the shed to shelter from the rain. But after thinking about it, it went to pick up the rope and put it around its neck again.

To be a bird, you have to be able to bend and stretch, be soft or hard, and be big or small!
Blue Eagle, who has a good sense of self-management, said proudly in his heart.

(Xiao Yixian's Blue Eagle is very spiritual, but in the original novel, Xiao Yixian is more Buddhist, and the Blue Eagle Xiao Lan can't eat good things and has no growth. But here with Jiang Lin, the Blue Eagle can get more good things and has greater potential)

(End of this chapter)