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Chapter 192 One Pot
Two black-faced mandrills pounced towards Zhang Yuan from the left and right.

The hair on their bodies flew up, the muscles in their thick limbs were tense, and their bloody mouths were opened with a ferocious look.

It's a desperate posture!

What greeted the two mandrills was an extremely sharp and strange red light!

This blood light came from the red blood knife held by Zhang Yuan.

The short knife, which was originally only nine inches long, emitted a six-inch blade flame, which instantly drew a dazzling arc of light in the air and first cut through the neck of the mandrill on the right.

Without any sound, the mandrill's head fell off in an instant, and the broken neck seemed to be burned by hot flames, emitting wisps of black smoke.

However, the light emitted by the magic weapon did not dissipate at all.

Then he cut off the left arm of the second mandrill and left a long scar on its chest.

roar~
The mandrill howled and swung out its right arm, trying to tear Zhang Yuan's flesh with its sharp black claws.

It put all its strength into this attack.

Its strength is so great that it can smash hard rocks, and the power of its claws can tear through heavy armor!

However, Zhang Yuan, who had gained six times the agility, easily dodged the mandrill's fatal counterattack with a flash.

The red blood knife stabbed out diagonally and pierced into its waist and abdomen!

The mandrill shuddered all over, and its strong body withered and decayed in the blink of an eye, with wisps of black smoke rising up.

When Zhang Yuan drew out his magic weapon, the monster in the mountain had turned into ashes.

After dealing with the mandrill blocking the road, Zhang Yuan continued to advance.

The cave nest where this mandrill hides is actually a huge grotto. Grayish-white stalactites hang down from the high dome, creating a unique sight.

In the center of the cave, there is a bowl-shaped pool ten feet square, filled with dark red liquid.

A strong smell of blood hit me in the face.

It turned out to be a pool of blood!
Zhang Yuan saw at a glance that six mandrills were surrounding the pool of blood.

Including the white-faced mandrill.

Roar!Roar!Roar!
Seeing Zhang Yuan rushing into the cave, the mandrill leader became furious and roared continuously.

He looked as if he wanted to cut him into pieces and swallow them whole!

At its command, the other five mandrills pounced towards Zhang Yuan.

Previously, Zhang Yuan tracked a group of fleeing mandrills and found that there were a total of five of them hiding in this cave.

So far, we have encountered as many as eight of them, three of which are undoubtedly those that stayed in the old nest.

Although the mandrills have the advantage in numbers, they are all just a piece of cake for Zhang Yuan who holds a magical weapon.

A plate of side dishes that may not be nutritious but are easy to finish!
He moved the Red Blood Knife from his left hand to his right hand.

The blade's bloody flame increased by an inch again!

This sword flame was stimulated by Zhang Yuan through the magic weapon in his hand with the help of the mysterious power of his sword technique.

Although it greatly increased the consumption of Qi and blood, its lethality to mandrills increased dramatically.

With one swing of the knife, a mandrill's head was cut off.

With another thrust, it pierced the heart of another mandrill, creating a horrific wound on the latter's chest.

As long as the Red Blood Knife hits the vital points, all the mandrills will die instantly, with no possibility of resurrection!

It's just a difference in the length of time it takes to turn into ashes.

In just a few moments, the three mandrills that were besieging Zhang Yuan became sacrifices to the Red Blood Knife.

call!
Suddenly, a huge rock weighing hundreds of pounds came crashing down on Zhang Yuan. The attacker came from behind him, with great force and a howling wind.

However, Zhang Yuan seemed to have eyes behind his head. He took a big step to the right, and while dodging the sneak attack, he inserted the Red Blood Knife into the abdomen of a mandrill.

He turned around and his eyes met the attacker's.

The one who threw the stone at Zhang Yuan was the white-faced mandrill. This guy was quite cunning. Seeing his men dying tragically one by one under Zhang Yuan's knife and his own sneak attack failing, he immediately ran out of the cave.

Compared with other mandrills that are fearless and brave, the white-faced mandrill is undoubtedly more cautious about its life!
The problem is, how could Zhang Yuan just watch this guy slip away right under his nose?

Without any hesitation, he threw the red blood knife in his hand towards the white-faced mandrill.

The knife turned into a flying rainbow, as fast as a meteor, and instantly caught up with the fleeing mandrill.

Hit it right in the back!

The white-faced mandrill leader paused, as if he had been hit by an acupressure technique, and his limbs were so stiff that he couldn't move.

oh~
The next moment, it raised its head, opened its mouth and let out a shrill howl.

The entire cave shook and countless dust fell.

The part of the white-faced mandrill's back that was stabbed by the red-blood knife suddenly ignited with blood flames.

It was obviously in extreme pain, waving its arms wildly, trying to take off the deadly weapon.

As a result, the body of the white-faced mandrill was like a balloon with a hole in it, shrinking and collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Its arms hung down limply, and its thick skeleton barely supported the drooping fur.

After a few breaths, the mandrill leader collapsed to the ground.

Like a collapsed clay statue, it broke into countless pieces of ashes!

Only wisps of black smoke were left rising.

And a short knife that shone with a strange bloody light.

While the white-faced mandrills were dying, Zhang Yuan used his Broken Blade Dagger to cut deep wounds on the body of the last mandrill, cutting off its tendons and flesh one after another.

Of course, the mandrill did not sit still and wait for death. It fought back with all its might, trying to die together with Zhang Yuan.

However, a group of mandrills were no match for Zhang Yuan, and now there was only one left, so it could only be ravaged repeatedly.

Zhang Yuan, with six times the agility, was extremely flexible, and his Broken Edge Dagger was also a top-notch weapon. After a brief fight, the mandrill fell to the ground.

It did not die immediately until Zhang Yuan cut off its head.

[Source Quality +23.5]

This was the first time Zhang Yuan obtained source essence from a mandrill.

It can be said that it is quite not easy.

The main reason was that Zhang Yuan did not use the Blood Burning Technique, otherwise the battle would have ended faster.

In fact, he had thought about it before. If he enhanced his sword skills and activated the Blood Burning Technique, and then used the Red Blood Divine Weapon to deal with the baboon, what kind of lethality would it have!

However, doing so consumes too much energy and blood, so I haven't tried it.

Seeing the mandrill lying in front of him turned into ashes, Zhang Yuan stretched out his left hand and grabbed it in mid-air.

The red blood knife that was dozens of steps away immediately flew up and landed in his palm, silently drilling into his wrist.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan could feel the satisfaction that this magical weapon conveyed to him.

It loves to kill and craves to kill all the time.

Only killing can satisfy it!

Zhang Yuan suppressed the ripples in his heart and looked towards the pool of blood in the center of the cave.

His intuition told him that there was something hidden inside!
(End of this chapter)