The old wolf's green wolf eyes scanned back and forth, as if trying to find the culprit responsible for the horrific scene at the scene. The tall grayish fluff on its neck speaks to its high level of vigilance. After all, it is an experienced old wolf, and it knows very well that the guy who can cause such damage to Cheng Dù as a big tree is not something it can afford to provoke.

The only reason why the old wolf refused to leave at great risk was the delicious lunch in the field—the little boy who looked quite delicious. Well, it's a pity that I've lost a little weight, and I really don't have a few taels of meat. But it would be nice to be able to fill my stomach.

It has been more than half a month since the old wolf was expelled from the wolf pack by the wolf king. Because the old wolf who was expelled by the wolf king would be chased and bitten by all the wolves in the group, the old wolf who could no longer stay on the grassland to forage for food was forced to enter this dark forest that he had never set foot in.

Due to the unfamiliar environment and unfamiliarity with the rules of hunting in the Dark Forest. Since the first-level bloodthirsty raccoon escaped from its mouth a few days ago with its unusual agility and speed, the old wolf has not hunted food for five days.

After all, it is old, and its movements and reactions are no longer as agile and fast as when it was in its prime. The rich experience of hunting and feeding is only more effective in that familiar grassland. The growling stomach and the gradually weakening body were already warning it that if it couldn't get any more prey to fill its belly, the old wolf would probably starve to death in this damned wood.

Therefore, although the old wolf was frightened by the terrible bursting of the trees he saw, the lack of any danger that alerted him, and the delicious prey in the field, which symbolized continued survival, made the old wolf have to make up his mind to take risks.

After making sure that there was no danger around, the old wolf's green eyes began to stare straight at Ali, who had been standing steadily on the field. The narrow wolf's mouth was slightly open, its scarlet tongue was slightly spitting, and a few drops of crystal saliva were dripping down the edge of its mouth on the sharp fangs that occasionally appeared. It seems that this old wolf is already salivating.

Ali, who was getting calmer and calmer, stared at the old wolf with all his attention, and as the corners of his eyes jumped, his heart tightened, and the old wolf's slightly lowered body made Ali immediately understand that the battle was about to begin.

"Whoosh", the gray figure rushed out like lightning with the sound of the wind. The distance of twenty zhang is just a blink of an eye for the old wolf who is going all out. With a vigorous figure and lightning-fast movements, the old wolf thought that he had taken out the strength comparable to the seven layers in his prime. This is already the limit of what this hungry old wolf can reach.

The hungrier the wolf, the more ferocious it becomes. Ali immediately had a deep understanding of this. The old wolf's speed was so fast that the bowstring in Ali's hand, which was also extremely fast, was almost too late to loosen it.

With a soft sound of "poof", the green wolf eyes of the old wolf who had already pounced in front of him flashed, and the wolf's head that pounced in mid-air suddenly deviated to the right.

Suddenly, a few broken gray hairs fluttered in the air. The old wolf had a white scratch on the left side of his head. The left wolf's eye was only an inch away from being pierced by a sharp arrow, but the towering wolf ear did not escape, and the base of the lower ear was still scratched by the sharp arrow. The blood didn't have time to seep out.

The distance was no more than three feet, and the old wolf's reaction was fast enough. At the same time as he turned his head to dodge, the sharp wolf claws that probed forward grabbed Ali's chest with fierceness, and the sharp white fangs in the open wolf's mouth were completely revealed. Being injured by the delicious prey in front of him completely stimulated the ferocity of the old wolf.

Ali had already slammed down to the right as he released the bowstring of his left hand, and his left hand reached for the hilt of his war knife at his waist as fast as he could. Three years of survival in the Dark Forest taught him a lot of life and death experience. As soon as the arrow shot at the old wolf was shot, Ali had already sensed in his unusually keen sense that the arrow could not be used.

Ali's body naturally pounced in the opposite direction to the old wolf's dodge arrows. Not only does it maximize the possibility of dodging, but it also makes it impossible for the old wolf to make adjustments in time between dodges. It's a really good reflex and anticipation. When Han Feng in the sky saw this, he couldn't help but admire.

"Snort", the change between the lightning and flint, in the face of Ali's swift right pounce, the old wolf who had no time to adjust his movements could only use his sharp wolf claws to grab Ali's shoulder. The rudimentary leather armor made of the first level of violent boar skin obviously did not give Ali's shoulders enough protection under the sharp wolf claws.

The shattered leather armor on his shoulders and the long gits of three blood jets showed the fierceness of the old wolf's claws. Ali threw himself to the right and rolled rapidly, barely turning to crouch and standing firm, his sword already lit up in his left hand. It's just that this extremely fast series of moves has fully demonstrated the combat experience and skills that Ali has honed in countless fights in the past three years.

The little face was already a little pale, and the big eyes without fear were still staring at the old wolf who had just pounced on his head. After all, it was a third-level Demon Moon Old Wolf, and with just one blow, Ali already clearly knew that his strength was at least two points worse.

Even though he didn't look at the three bloody cuts on his left shoulder, Ali already knew it was fine. In three years, hundreds of such wounds have been on Ali's body. Ali was already familiar with this. And he also noticed that the old wolf should have a broken claw on his right paw, otherwise he would have been left with four bloody wounds on his shoulder.

The old wolf was old enough, and the broken claws no longer had a chance to grow back. But Ali has fully appreciated the ruthlessness of this old wolf, no matter how old it is, its strength is still enough to kill itself.

The old wolf that pounced on Ali's head landed a foot behind him. With a "click", a broken tree trunk lying on the ground shattered under the trampling of the sharp claws of the old wolf. With the exertion of limbs and the twisting of his waist, as if slapping the ball on the ground, the old wolf quickly bounced up on the ground, turned around and continued to pounce. The light and vigorous movements really made it impossible to tell that this was an old wolf that had begun to age.

With a "snap", the snow-bright sword light that had just flashed on Ali's chest shattered under the sharp and ferocious wolf claws. The huge force of the shock from his left hand almost caused the war knife in Ali's hand to fly out of his hand. But also under the effect of this huge anti-shock force, Ali suddenly flipped back.

The snow-white neck that was shining back quickly pulled away from the mouth of the wolf that pounced on it, and the sharp fangs and tips had almost touched the snow-white and delicate flesh of the neck. Barely escaped from this fatal bite, but the wolf's claws that pounced ferociously were not easy to dodge.

With a "fluttering" sound, several pieces of leather armor flew up like a gourd rolling diagonally towards Ali's body behind him.

The old wolf who pounced on the air again fell to the ground and stood firmly, and the fierce light in the green wolf's eyes was even stronger, but he did not immediately pounce again. The slightly lowered body and the squirming of its shoulders showed that it was ready to strike a lightning strike at any moment.

The body that rolled backwards like a leather ball, and only after a full distance of two feet did Ali barely squat down from the ground, the broken leather armor on his left chest and the faint blood marks showed the price he had to pay to dodge under the ferocious pounce of the old wolf just now.

The layers of leather armor made of first-level violent boar skin that had been specially thickened on the left chest would not be tougher than a few fragile pieces of paper under the sharp claws of the third-level Demon Moon Old Wolf. The only thing to be thankful for is that the deliberate thickening fully counteracts the ferocious power from the old wolf's claws. Otherwise, it is likely that several ribs will be broken, but it will not be the only bloody wound left.

But even so, the faint pain in the left chest was quite uncomfortable. But Ali didn't care about that, he was used to these wounds. Numerous injuries over the past three years have given him enough patience to deal with it. The slight panting and slightly pale little face showed that although it was only two dodges, Ali, who had gone all out, had paid a lot of physical and mental consumption for this.

Gripping the sword in his left hand again, his big eyes staring at the movements of the old wolf of the Demon Moon all the time, Ali's eyes did not have the slightest fear and retreat, only the idea of tenacity and survival.

In the silent confrontation between a man and a wolf, he didn't notice that above his head, a dark green soul was slowly falling.

Han Feng looked at the increasingly tense atmosphere below, thoughtful. The little guy below seems to be getting more and more interesting. Well, isn't it worth cultivating?