Chapter Seventy-Five: Sanctification of the Flesh
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As they traveled westward, battling wild beasts everywhere, battling hunger and cold, the wolves' fur was glued together with blood and water, stained with dirt, and the original color was no longer visible. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info their bodies were extremely thin because of their prolonged hunger, the skeletons above their front legs were high and protruding, their faces were a little drooping, and their mouths of blood basins exhaling hot mist were dripping with fishy saliva from time to time.
However, no matter how embarrassed and weak, the snow wolf is still the king of the extremely cold land, thousands of huge wolf bodies the size of a mountain with a sense of discipline stand side by side on the sea of snow, blocking the road to the east, like an impassable continuous mountain river.
The wolves silently rushed to the front of the pass, indifferently looking at the young man who was rushing towards him, like looking at a piece of fresh meat in the activity, there were several young male wolves behind him who were a little agitated, but they didn't dare to make any rash moves, but the gasping became more and more intense, and the light in the wolf's eyes became more and more hideous and greedy. They felt the strength of the young ghost clan not far away, but they had no choice but to defeat him. They can survive in this extremely cold place, after all, this is their home.
A low roar sounded from the wolves, and a strong long-haired snow wolf rushed out of the wolf pack alone, lowered its head and opened its mouth, and slowly walked towards the young man who rushed towards the wolves like a mountain.
Even if a long-haired snow wolf landed on all fours, the ghost clan youth was half a body taller, and the ghost clan's body was already huge, but compared with the small body of the wolf, it was easy to produce a sense of despair, and the thunderous running sound exacerbated this sense of despair.
The long-haired snow wolf's leap distance is abnormal, it seems to be clumsy to rush forward, but in fact, the speed is very fast, but in the blink of an eye, the long-haired snow wolf rushed out of dozens of feet, broke away from the wolf pack's brigade, and rushed to the young man. I saw that the strong hind legs of the long-haired snow wolf kicked the ground suddenly, and the upper back suddenly sank, and the whole body exerted strength, and the claws slapped at the young man's body like lightning!
Behind it, hundreds of strong snow wolves ran at the same time, galloping along the path where the strong snow wolf had soaked before, and they wanted to crush the young man with a word.
The hand clenched by the ghost priest in the cave trembled slightly, and he was not sure if the patriarch could really face this huge attack, after all, this was the first battle since the ghost clan broke through the seal.
A huge shadow appeared on the snow field in front of him, two fluffy wolf claws with a fishy smell tore through the cold air, almost at the same time as the shadow covered the unique snow-white face of the young man of the ghost clan, but there was no look of fear in his eyes, he was the leader of the ghost clan, he was the wizard who led the ghost clan out of the seal, he was the one who was going to lead the ghost clan out of the extremely cold land, how could he be afraid, how dare he be afraid.
His legs bent slightly, and his body bounced to the ground extremely strangely, avoiding this pounce and bouncing into the air ten meters high!
The young man of the ghost clan who bounced into the air looked down at the tall long-haired snow wolf condescendingly, holding the huge long knife with both hands and slashing it hard, a round of black moon tore through the cold sky, accelerated and fell to the ground like a meteor, and slashed in the middle of the wolf's head with great precision, making a crisp sound!
The eyes of this strong, long-haired snow wolf seemed to be a few points larger than a human head, and as a very thin blood mouth suddenly appeared on its head, its expression suddenly changed from bloodthirsty and indifferent to despair, and finally became dull.
With a soft snap, the pair of black leather boots under his feet stomped heavily on the ground of the snowfield, compacting the light snow that had just settled under his feet for a short time, and then quickly stepped out of the shadows under his feet.
The huge snow wolf's body collapsed like a small mountain, and the extremely thin blood on his skull had suddenly cracked open the moment he fell, splitting in half like a cut watermelon, and the brains and blood were scattered all over the ground, dyeing the snow-white snow a dark red.
The fallen corpse naturally did not hit the fierce figure of the ghost clan's youth, a trace of determination flashed on his face, dragging a huge long knife, suddenly accelerating in the snow mist splashed by the wolf corpse, and launched a second sprint towards the wolf pack composed of more than a hundred wolves running towards him in front.
Far behind the wolves, beside a snowdrift, stood a middle-aged man, the man was not wearing a lot of clothes, only an extremely simple robe, and a pair of snow-white cloth shoes that almost blended in with the snow, obviously he was not afraid of the invasion of the cold.
Instead of standing on the top of the snowdrift, he chose to stand on the side of the snowdrift and look at the battlefield where the two sides seemed to be extremely unequal in strength.
Looking at the corpse of the snow wolf that had fallen to the ground, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
"Sanctification of the flesh?" Fu Ling took a deep breath, estimating the strength of this young man in his heart, and did not dare to continue to speak, but chose to silently observe the next battle.
A domineering low roar sounded behind the long-haired snow wolf pack, and the irritability and anger after the dignity was provoked could be faintly felt in the roar, and with this low roar, the entire wolf pack roared.
The wolf pack composed of more than a hundred wolves that rushed over immediately accelerated again, and the frozen ground trembled slightly, and the snow wolves seemed to have received some kind of order to disperse quickly, avoiding direct confrontation with the young man in a two-semi-circle situation, but chose to surround the youth, and then gradually shrink the encirclement.
The long, heavy black knife dragged across the snow-white ground, making an unpleasant harsh grinding sound, and a few faint sparks could be seen from time to time, but after a moment it became submerged in the vast sea of snow.
The ghost youth was not worried that the length of the long knife would affect his speed too much, but treated it as if it were a part of his body, and every movement of dragging the knife seemed to be integrated with himself.
He had repeated this action countless times in the dark and damp deep hole, so that the familiar could not be more familiar, and he fantasized that one day he could do it in the snowy field, in the warm world, and he achieved one of those small steps today.
The heavy huge long knife was raised, cutting through the thorns, like a black crescent moon moving at will in the night firmament, but those long-haired snow wolves who came with snow like wind and thunder could not avoid such a seemingly slow knife, and fell to the ground in anger under this black crescent, and their heads and limbs flew around with the blood gushing out.
In an instant, three long-haired snow wolves fell under the young man's long knife.
The snow wolves did not retreat from the loss of their three companions, but instead inspired a hint of bloodlust.
The two long-haired snow wolves howled wildly and jumped into the air, and the fishy smell of the gale wind rolled up pieces of flying snow and rushed towards the body of the young man of the ghost clan.
A strange smile appeared on the corner of the ghost youth's mouth, and he bent his legs and bounced into the air again. However, the snow wolf pack is very intelligent in hunting, and when the siege was killed, he had already guessed his next move, as if he had received a silent order again, a giant wolf jumped up on the side, and then the strong wind swooped in, and a long-haired snow wolf sneaked up and knocked the ghost youth who had nowhere to borrow his strength in the air directly! And at the front of the trajectory where the ghost youth was knocked away, there were already two snow wolves roaring and jumping, and the sharp wolf claws had already poked out from the festering fur at the moment of jumping, sneering like a knife ready to tear his body.
Between the lightning and flint, a bright and angry voice sounded on the snowfield, the young patriarch of the ghost clan forcibly twisted his body in the air, the huge black long knife in his hand was lightning straight through everything, and the blade splashed with energy, accurately sealing the insidious ambush of the wolves, avoiding the four terrifying claw marks, and hitting the head of a hairy snow wolf in the slightest. He reached out and grabbed the long hair on the giant wolf's skull, twisted his wrist, and the long knife was raised high by him, and the handle of the knife smashed directly into the eye socket of the giant wolf like a heavy hammer, accompanied by that terrible and painful howl, he jumped off the wolf, landed on both feet and dragged the huge long knife, and calmly launched another charge towards the center of the wolf pack.
The snow wolf, which he had smashed half of its head flat, slammed to the ground, and after a few twitches on the ground, it was silent.
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