"Bang!"

The heavy fist smashed into the wolf's head, successfully repelling the wolf's attack, but Tang Xuanming's left hand was also in severe pain, and the punch seemed to hit a solid rock, Tang Xuanming felt that his left hand seemed to be broken.

The confrontation with the wild wolf has been more than half a moment, and the corpses of the two wild wolves lying at his feet can be regarded as the result of Tang Xuanming's sword practice, if he had been left behind, he would not have been able to react if he was divided by the wolf.

And now he can face it calmly, but his situation is already a little bad, a few blood holes on the forearm of his left hand are dripping blood, which continues to bring him pain, and makes the beast in front of him crazy, and his eyes seem to be blood-red.

The adrenaline rushed, and the pain and exhaustion seemed to disappear, but after a long confrontation, the excitement began to turn into exhaustion, and the pain that disappeared swept over again, and it became more and more violent, and every minute and every second seemed to be tormenting.

The limbs seemed to be groaning, the left hand was already a little unable to lift, the blood loss had made the left hand pale, and with a few punches to repel the attack of the evil wolf, the pain above was further doubled, and it was difficult to continue the attack.

And the dark night seemed to further aggravate people's fears, and in the cold night, Xi Suosuo's voice seemed to be the life-threatening messenger of the king of Hades, so that Tang Xuanming did not dare to be careless at all, and his spirit was tense.

The sweat of the palms of the hands poured out irrepressibly, flowing slowly along the lines of the bronze sword's hilt, and it did not affect the swing of the sword, and the years of war had already familiarized the swordsmith with human instincts.

It's just that the sweat that flows out of his body quickly will take away his physical strength, making it difficult for Tang Xuanming to maintain this confrontation state for a long time.

The crisis between life and death forced him to choose to take the initiative.

There were only two pairs of flickering eyes left in front of him, and it was not that he did not have a chance to attack.

"Whew!"

After running countless times, the method of breathing and breathing, which had gradually become instinctive, was run again, and the power that gradually dissipated in the body seemed to condense again, and the pain seemed to have disappeared.

A pair of eyes sharpened, staring at the two constantly changing shadows in front of him, his toes retracted, and the muscles on his thighs swelled and then bloomed.

The distance of one meter was crossed in an instant, and the bronze fairy sword was swung too fast, bringing the sound of whirring wind.

The dark green eyes flickered quickly, and the figure that blended with the night also appeared, and it did not choose to retreat, but frantically pounced.

At such a close distance, Tang Xuanming could smell the fishy breath, and he could also see the exposed fangs and the saliva line connecting the upper and lower jaws.

"Die!"

"Woo!"

The bronze sword stabbed from the bottom of the neck, and the tip of the sword even peeked out from the wolf's back, a ferocious blow.

With warm wolf blood, Tang Xuanming's face was poured all over his face, and the huge fangs were attached to his face, and all his strength was drained of Tang Xuanming's strength with one blow, and he was overturned by the wild wolf's pounce force, and rolled on the ground, just avoiding the pounce of another wild wolf.

The ferocious beast arced through the air and stood up from the other side of the carriage, its green eyes as if stained with a trace of blood.

Bang!

Tang Xuanming casually brushed aside the wild wolf corpse that was pressing on him, and also stared at the wild wolf in front of him with a fierce gaze, his eyes seemed to be stained with the ferocity of a wolf, bloodthirsty and brutal, and it was full of blood.

"Woo!"

The beast in front of him let out a low threat in his throat, but he slowly retreated under Tang Xuanming's incredible gaze, and after retreating to a safe distance, he quickly turned around and ran into the vast night.

"Whew!"

Tang Xuanming exhaled heavily, and the whole person almost sat on the ground, almost prostrating.

It was only then that he found that his whole body was soaked with sweat, and his arms were heavy as if they had been filled with lead, and he couldn't lift them up at all.

If someone was in front of him, he would be able to find that his face was extremely pale, his face was haggard, and his whole person's spirit seemed to disappear with the departure of the wild wolf.

Bang!

That is, the moment his spirit had just relaxed, there was a sudden strange sound behind him, and the unique fishy smell on the wild wolf's body poured into his nostrils, and Tang Xuanming's scalp seemed to explode at that moment.

"It's not gone, this animal ......"

After quickly rushing forward two steps to give himself a little respite, Tang Xuanming turned around, sank his waist immediately, kicked the ground with his hind legs, twisted his waist and sent him across, and punched out.

It was a collision with the long-haired beast, and the beast swooped down in the air, its two paws hanging high, and its narrow wolf's beak deep.

If Tang Xuanming hadn't rushed forward just now and turned back directly, his neck would have been sent to the mouth of the wild wolf.

Bang!

The heavy fist smashed under the wolf's neck, and the heavy fur relieved most of the strength, although the wolf was smashed away, he only shook his head on the ground, still in good spirits, and did not suffer much damage.

On the contrary, Tang Xuanming, although he was quick to respond just now, he was still scratched by the wolf's claws on his back in the process of turning around, and the coarse cloth clothes could not block the sharp wolf claws, leaving two wolf paw prints behind him.

Fortunately, after the cushion of the coarse cloth clothes, the flesh was not deep, but the blood still quickly seeped out, staining the clothes on his back.

Behind Tang Xuanming, the wild wolf who seemed to be frightened by his might before walked back quietly, his nostrils sniffing in the air, and his dark green eyes became more and more brutal.

"This beast almost tricked me, smart enough!"

Tang Xuanming spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and the fact that he was injured again aroused his ferocity, he stepped on the dead wolf and slowly pulled out the bronze sword.

The situation was too dangerous just now for him to draw his sword.

Collapse!

The sound of metal cracking made Tang Xuanming's pupils contract, and he only felt a light in his hand, and only half of the bronze sword was left, and half of it was cut off in the body of the wild wolf.

After all, the roughly made bronze sword is not the second sword Yuanhong in the world, and several successive battles have made it reach the end of the strong crossbow, and it is directly shattered.

The two beasts seemed to feel Tang Xuanming's embarrassment, approaching one after the other, and Tang Xuanming, who had no claws and no weapons under the front and back attacks, fell into a very dangerous situation.

"Come on, uncle, I want to see how many catties and taels you have. ”

The hair on his whole body seemed to stand up under the stimulation of the crisis, and Tang Xuanming was not shocked under the crisis of life and death, and half of the bronze sword was held in his hand by his backhand, as a dagger.

Taking advantage of the fact that the encirclement was not completed, he took the initiative to pounce, and instantly had a confrontation with the wild wolf in front of him.

Tang Xuanming had an extra paw print between his chest and abdomen, and the wild wolf who was confronting him let out a mournful whimper and fell down heavily.

The mutilated bronze sword plunged into its mind from its eye sockets, and it was no longer alive.

Looking at the last living wolf, a cruel and bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Tang Xuanming's mouth.

"Whew!"

The wolf king's howl was heard far away in the night, and the wild wolf, which was about to pounce, paused, and then turned and walked away without looking back.