A large white bird spread its wings and glided from a distance to the vicinity of the dragon blood grass in an instant.
The fact that the other creatures were all locked in a standoff gave it an opening.
With a sharp beak, the dragon blood grass was instantly pulled from the ground.
"Hahaha, you bunch of muscle-bound idiots, all you can do is eat my farts! So what if I steal it? Can you catch me?"
The large white bird spoke in a human voice, but its tone was very sarcastic, clearly showing that it didn't take the other creatures present seriously.
Upon closer inspection, its wings are very wide, its body is streamlined, and it moves very fast.
After picking up the dragon blood grass in its mouth, it flapped its wings again and immediately took off.
roar!!!
Hun Tian let out an angry roar.
Not only a sound, but also a sound wave, came out of Hun Tian's mouth.
boom!
The sound wave gathered from Hun Tian's mouth and arrived in an instant, striking the white bird instantly.
"What?! Uh... ah..."
The once arrogant white bird instantly showed a look of terror.
The left wing was hit, causing it to lose its balance and fall to the ground.
"Uh... Hahaha... Brother Hun Tian, I was just joking with you. How could I dare to steal the Dragon Blood Grass you wanted?"
The large white bird quickly begged for mercy, as it was no longer able to compete after its flight ability was affected.
Its greatest strength is speed; in other combat aspects, it is much weaker than the Overlord class.
"Roar! You stinking bird! That's not what you just said! You dared to steal my Dragon Blood Grass, I'll tear you to pieces!"
Hun Tian is not good-tempered, nor is it stupid. It has no intention of letting go of such a two-faced person.
"Don't come any closer! Don't forget that I have the Dragon Blood Grass. If you dare to kill me, I'll destroy the Dragon Blood Grass first, and you won't get anything!"
When the white bird saw that its pleas for mercy had no effect, its expression turned fierce. If it couldn't even survive itself, what use was this dragon blood grass?
It would be better to just destroy them all and let that damned Chaos eat its ass!
Hun Tian was at a loss for words.
"you……"
Although the white bird was much weaker than it in combat, it was still a top-tier creature and could destroy the Dragon Blood Grass before it was killed.
The large white bird sneered and continued, "Heh, if you restore my ability to fly, I will naturally return this Dragon Blood Grass... uh..."
But it suddenly stopped speaking halfway through its sentence.
A long sword pierced its throat.
Then a man wearing tattered armor and with a stubble beard appeared behind it.
This man was none other than Little John's alcoholic mentor.
"you……"
The large white bird managed to utter a single word, but could say no more.
The drunkard Hans drew his longsword and delivered another blow to the bird's head.
The dominant white bird died instantly, having only lived for half an episode.
Hun Tian was overjoyed. As long as the white bird that had stolen the elixir was killed, no one else present could defeat it.
No one can compete with it for this miraculous herb.
"Human, quickly return my Dragon Blood Grass to me, and I will grant you ample resources."
"I've also collected many powerful human cultivation techniques from the adventurers I've killed. Just hand over the elixirs you have, and you can have anything you want!"
However, to its surprise, the human in front of it was not moved at all.
The drunkard Hans snatched the dragon's blood grass from among the feathers of the large white bird.
He replied casually, "This dragon blood herb is naturally grown; when did it become yours?"
"Such treasures are always reserved for the capable, and you are not qualified yet."
Hun Tian was furious upon hearing this.
"Damn human, how dare you so disrespect my majesty! Today I will make sure you die a horrible death!"
Hun Tian's massive body leaped over in an instant, intending to slap this human who dared to provoke him to death.
Its two front claws emitted a jet-black light, and with a chilling murderous aura, it reached out to grab Hans.
Hans remained calm and composed, holding his worn-out longsword horizontally, and surprisingly blocked Hun Tian's attack.
Hun Tian was taken aback; the human before him could actually block his attack.
However, its rich combat experience made it instinctively spit out a dark ray from its mouth again.
The only weapon in front of him blocked his claw attack, but how could he block a beam of light fired at point-blank range?
However, just when Hun Tian thought that the direct beam could successfully kill the humans in front of him...
It discovered that the ray struck the ground, and the dark ray it had emitted only hit a phantom.
The radiation triggered a violent explosion.
Hans, however, was already standing unharmed on the open ground next to him.
"Who are you……"
Hun Tian stopped attacking rashly and a name popped into its mind.
However, the Forest City Lord was very excited at this moment and took the lead in saying the name of the man in front of him.
"Phantom Sword Saint! Are you the Phantom Sword Saint?"
The lord of Forest City was overjoyed.
The human faction was originally at a disadvantage, but if the man in front of them really is the Phantom Sword Saint...
Therefore, the human faction will experience a significant boost in strength.
"It's me."
The drunkard Hans nodded, his tone casual.
"Great! With the Phantom Sword Saint joining us, we're sure to utterly defeat these forest beasts!"
The Forest City Lord led his team directly toward Hans.
However, he gave a wry smile and said, "I was seriously injured when I fought the dragons before, and my strength is not what it used to be."
The city lord's expression changed, and he was also somewhat disappointed.
A Sword Saint starts at least at the Diamond level.
The Hun Tian before them was of diamond level, which was why it was so difficult to contend with.
Even though the Forest City Lord was at the peak of Platinum rank, he still needed a large number of support personnel to barely hold off Hun Tian.
"Hmph! I've long heard that the Phantom Sword Saint was being hunted down by the Red Dragon Clan. Your current strength is definitely no more than Platinum! I was just testing you. I could clearly feel that the spiritual energy fluctuations within you were not strong. You only managed to block my attack by relying on some so-called techniques."
Hun Tian stood not far away, speaking with a sinister expression.
"So what? It's enough to block you!"
Hans retorted directly, "The elixir we've already got, are you really going to give it back to the enemy?"
"John, come here."
Upon hearing his master's call, Little John ran over in three quick steps.
"Master...Master..."
John was stammering, mainly because he hadn't expected his master to have such a prestigious reputation.
He had always thought that his master was low-key, and although he was very capable, he didn't like to publicize it.
But who would have thought that his master was actually a sword saint!
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