The wild wolves rushed to the general peak with overwhelming momentum and rushed over frantically.

In an instant, blood splattered on the General's Peak, and the ghost cried wolf!

At this time, Ling Yun saw two wild wolves rushing towards Jin Yu'er from the afterglow, and he said to the lone wolf and Zilangsha: "Be careful of the wolf king! It's aimed at you. ”

After Ling Yun finished speaking, he tossed a few heels with an arrow step and rushed to Jin Yu'er's side.

The two wild wolves then rushed in front of Ling Yun as well.

Jin Yu'er looked at the two wild wolves with fierce lights in their eyes, and her whole body trembled with fright.

In the eyes of these two wild wolves, Jin Yu'er was like a little sheep without any ability to resist.

However, when the two wild wolves saw Ling Yun beside Jin Yu'er and instantly appeared with a full body of anger, they suddenly stopped and stood opposite Ling Yun.

At a distance of less than five meters, Ling Yun looked at the two wild wolves, their gray and white hairs all over their bodies, smooth and shiny.

He could fully feel the gloom with a strong smell of blood emanating from these two wild wolves.

On the bodies of these two wild wolves, there are still traces of blood and scars from the previous fights, and blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.

The blood was not their own, it was the blood of the opponents they hunted.

Ling Yun looked at the sharp teeth of the two wild wolves, and there were still bloody pieces of minced flesh.

One can imagine how these two wolves brutally bit off their opponents' necks.

Ling Yun looked at these two gloomy wild wolves coldly, he pushed Jin Yu'er behind him, turned the chilling sword in his hand, and suddenly, his whole body bloomed with a powerful aura.

This aura shocked the two wild wolves on the opposite side suddenly.

From Ling Yun's eyes, they seemed to see the most tragic result.

Ling Yun sneered and pointed the Chilling Cicada Sword in his hand at the two wild wolves who were ready to attack.

A swift night breeze swept up the dust and fallen dead leaves on the ground, adding a thick air of murder to the duel.

Under the light of the clear light of the bright moon, the cold cicada sword in Ling Yun's hand was shining with cold light.

Pointing to the cold front of the two wolf's chilling swords, he swore to this wolf that this was a duel to the death.

The two wild wolves suddenly raised their heads to the sky and let out a long howl.

After a rapid squat, their bodies rose into the air and rushed towards Ling Yun and Jin Yu'er at the same time.

The two wild wolves cooperated one by one, launching the most fierce attack on Ling Yun's upper and middle lanes.

Ling Yun didn't dare to slack off, because he was still protecting Jin Yu'er behind him.

He pulled Jin Yu'er and quickly dodged the first impact of the two wild wolves.

The two wolves roared angrily after the first failed assault.

They looked at Ling Yun and Jin Yu'er coldly, and approached them step by step.

With the bloody and cruel aura that bloomed from their bodies, they were unscrupulously proving to Ling Yun that they were fearless.

Ling Yun sneered, and suddenly, pushed Jin Yu'er to his right.

The two wild wolves also rushed in the direction of Ling Yun at the same time.

Ling Yun stood in place, holding the Chilling Cicada Sword in his hand, and looked coldly at the two wild wolves rushing over.

In the cold wind in front of this Great General's Peak, Ling Yun was brewing a most cold-blooded kill.

Just as the two wild wolves rushed in front of Ling Yun, he suddenly turned his body to the right side quickly, and waved the chilling cicada sword in his hand.

The Chilling Cicada Sword swept like lightning towards the wolf that rushed to the front.

The wolf wanted to dodge quickly, but its strong body flying in mid-air was too late to adjust its direction.

Ling Yun's chilling cicada sword cut a deep blood mark along the wolf's right front leg.

The wolf shuddered all over, and the moment it hit the ground, one stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

It struggled to adjust its body, gasping for breath, and looked at Ling Yun and Jin Yu'er viciously.

However, the second wild wolf that pounced on Ling Yun reacted several times faster than the first, and it cleverly dodged the killing of Ling Yun's Chilling Cicada Sword.

The moment he rushed to Ling Yun's side, the wild wolf suddenly bit Ling Yun's right arm.

I only heard a "stab" sound, and the sleeve on Ling Yun's right arm was torn off by this wild wolf.

On Ling Yun's right arm, there was a bloody mark of wolf teeth, and Ling Yun was also shocked into a cold sweat.

After two rounds of fighting, the two wild wolves stood opposite Ling Yun, panting heavily.

Obviously, in the previous fight, both wolves had already consumed a lot of physical strength.

At this moment, in the fight with Ling Yun, they did not dare to relax in the slightest.

Because, these two wild wolves have already sensed that this opponent standing in front of them is an extremely terrible opponent.

They need to work hard to adjust themselves and give it their all, otherwise, they will never see the sun tomorrow again.

The wounded wolf licked the wound on its right front leg.

The smell of blood stimulated again, and it charged again with excitement and emotion.

For these two wild wolves, every fight is a fight for life.

Therefore, in their creed, they regard every battle as the last fight in their lives, without scruples, and never give up!

No matter how tough the opponent is, they will mobilize every active cell in their body to fight the most hoarsely.

Ling Yun didn't dare to slack off.

The wolf's retaliatory attack was more terrifying than any human duel.

When human beings are dueling, they are often greatly affected by psychological factors.

Generally speaking, a peerless master with strong psychology will exert nine points of energy in his body to ten or even twelve points.

However, some psychologically fragile warriors, even if they have ten points of energy, often due to their emotional character weaknesses, they may not be able to exert even five points of energy.

Wolves are different, they are not as complex as human minds.

When they face opponents who are tougher than themselves, they never think about other factors, they have only one goal, to hunt their opponents!

Therefore, Ling Yun looked at the two ferocious wolves in front of him, cautiously observing each of their attacks.

After a moment's respite, the two wolves launched a third attack on Ling Yun.

Two wild wolves rose from the ground at the same time and rushed towards Ling Yun.

This time, they were much faster than the last two shocks.

Ling Yun didn't wait there, but rushed towards the two wild wolves.

The two wild wolves looked at Ling Yun who was rushing over, and they wanted to adjust their body shape and speed.

However, at this time, it is too late to think about it.

In the process of sprinting forward, Ling Yun poured the true qi in his body into the sword body of the Chilling Cicada Sword.

The soft Chilling Cicada Sword seemed to elongate an inch in an instant, and the sword body immediately became extremely hard.

Ling Yun pointed the cicada sword in his hand at the first wolf, and thrust it into its throat like an arrow.

The wolf looked at the chilling cicada sword that shone with cold light, and a mournful light suddenly burst out of its eyes.

It's a ray of despair!

This wild wolf had already had a premonition that in the next second, what kind of way this chilling sword would end, its life of coldness, blood, and battle.

Ling Yun did not show the slightest softness, he showed his respect for a strong man to this respectable wolf clan in the most tragic and ruthless way.

A stream of hot blood sprayed out, splashing out a blood-colored light.

This light, in this clear light like water and moonlight, outlines the original life and its most authentic color.

After a wail of goodbye to life, the wolf fell to the ground with a bang.

The wolf trembled and twitched, trying to use its last body temperature to desperately feel the breath of life.

Ling Yun fiercely pulled out the Chilling Cicada Sword, and the wild wolf finally finished its life with a faint low roar.

With the bright red blood of the wolf, the sword of the cicada pointed at the second wolf that rushed over.

The wolf looked at the fallen body of his companion, and its eyes were filled with infinite hatred.

This is the companion that has been with it for three years.

They used to be hungry together for dinner on winter nights during the coldest season.

Together, they have fought the most brutal battles against their opponents who have robbed them of their territory and food.

In this indifferent world, this companion is its last warmth.

The wolf wailed in pain, and with all its strength, it crashed into Ling Yun.

In mid-air, less than fifty centimeters away from Ling Yun, the wild wolf struggled to raise its two front legs and pounced on Ling Yun's shoulder.

Ling Yun didn't dodge, facing the body of the wild wolf head-on, looking at it coldly.

The wild wolf pounced on Ling Yun in the most decisive way.

It knew it was a suicidal attack, and its chest and abdomen were all exposed in front of its opponent.

The hand and foot can 100% plunge the chilling sword in their hands into its throat, chest and abdomen.

For revenge, the wild wolf can't care so much anymore.

It quickly put its two front legs on Ling Yun's shoulders, and opened its mouth to bite Ling Yun's neck.

The Chilling Cicada Sword in Ling Yun's hand was also inserted into the wild wolf's chest at the same time at this moment.

The wolf knew that the blow was in exchange for its own life.

At this moment, if you are a little faster than your opponent, even if it is only for a second, you can win the final victory of this duel.

However, Ling Yun didn't stop at all, the chilling sword in his hand plunged into the wolf's body like lightning before the wolf's teeth bit his neck.

After this sharp sword was inserted into the wild wolf's body, Ling Yun held the Chilling Cicada Sword in both hands, and his body suddenly flipped back, taking advantage of the situation, from the wild wolf's chest, to its throat.

The wild wolf pressed heavily on Ling Yun's body, and its open mouth was held high by the Chilling Sword.

The dying wolf, watching its opponent, successfully escaped the fatal blow at a distance of less than two centimeters from its teeth.

The wolf's eyes were filled with infinite despair!