The only difference between humans and wolves is that humans are easily impulsive, while wolves are not impulsive.

Impulse is the devil - this sentence means that when people are impulsive, they will be occupied by the devil in their brains. At this moment, their minds are not controlled by themselves at all. Wolves, on the other hand, do not think about what is right or wrong, they only think about how to tear apart the enemy.

So, when the impulsive ninja rushed into the wolves, before he could slash a few times, he was overwhelmed by the wolves. Before he could even utter a scream, it became the lunch for the wolves.

Originally, there were three people back to back who could still resist the attack of the wild wolves, but suddenly there was one less person, leaving more room for the wolves to attack. Stimulated by the blood, each wolf had red eyes and pounced on the remaining two ninjas without dying.

Hack one to death, and there will be two. Hacked two, and dozens.

Unless the gods descend to earth, even if they are ninjas, it is impossible to run out when they are surrounded by dozens of wild wolves. What's more, this is the first time they have encountered this kind of thing, and they have long forgotten to use their heads to think about how to escape—besides, the people of that fart country have no brains at all.

One knife, two knives, more than a dozen knives.

After hacking to death a few wild wolves, a wild wolf finally took advantage of the weakness to enter, and with a flutter, a ninja was thrown to the ground, and the sharp fangs and claws cut the ninja's throat mercilessly, and immediately blood overflowed, and his life returned to the west. Only the two eyes that were exposed on the hood, and there was still unwillingness and deep fear.

The remaining ninja seemed to be the strongest of the three, and he was the only one left, still struggling, a katana waving in his hand, and every silver flash of the knife would take the life of a wild wolf.

"Get out of the way." Yan Murong suddenly shouted, the bow in his hand had already been put on two iron arrows, and with a loud shout, the bowstring drawn into a full moon made a "buzzing" sound, and the two iron arrows cut through the air like lightning, shooting towards the ninja with a sound of breaking the air.

Two "poof" sounds sounded, and two iron arrows instantly pierced the ninja's legs, and the huge impact carried the ninja's body backwards, firmly nailing him to the tree.

"Ahh

The ninja let out a heart-rending cry, and although his legs were nailed to the tree, the knife in his hand did not stop, and it was still wielded impermeable, and the two wild wolves were killed in an instant.

Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and a good man can't stand up to many people.

Although this ninja was ruthless enough, when he was injured and lost the ability to move, he was quickly attacked by wolves.

"Go away." Yan Murong shouted at the wolf king.

The wolves who had already killed the red-eyed ones would not listen to Yan Murong's words, but the wolf king was still awake, and when he heard Yan Murong shouting, he raised his neck and let out a howl, and then, one by one, the wild wolves that bared their teeth and showed their claws all stopped, and let out a low roar in their throats, as if asking the wolf king why he didn't let them tear apart this human who had killed countless of their companions.

The wolf king didn't scream, but turned his huge head and looked at Yan Murong with his eyes, as if asking what he was going to do.

"Let's go." Yan Murong waved his hand and said. "Leave him to me, and I will avenge you."

"Whew-"

The wolf king understood Yan Murong's words, glanced at the countless wild wolf corpses on the ground, and then let out a wail, turned around and ran towards the woods.

The wolf is an animal with strong organization and discipline, and the wolf king is gone, and this group of wild wolves will naturally not stay, and after letting out a howl, they followed the wolf king into the woods. After a while, it was completely quiet, leaving only the corpses of wild wolves and a large red stain of blood all over the ground.

Su Qingwu and Dong Wuyan had already been frightened by this bloody scene, and their pretty faces turned pale, and they couldn't help but swing up and down, if they hadn't supported each other, they would have been paralyzed on the ground.

They have seen a lot of movies, and some of these European and American blockbusters have no shortage of such bloody scenes - but movies are movies, and they all know that they use either syrup or special effects, and it will definitely not be real blood. But now, this bloody scene is happening right in front of my eyes, and it would be false to say that I am not afraid.

"Gross."

Looking at the corpses of the wild wolves broken into pieces all over the ground and the two ninjas who were torn apart with blurred flesh and blood, Su Qingwu couldn't hold back any longer, and squatted down and vomited. Dong Wuyan didn't want to vomit, but Don't Su Qingwu was like this, and suddenly felt a convulsion in his stomach, and his throat moved, and he vomited.

"Are you alright?" Yan Murong squatted down, gently patted the two women's backs, and asked comfortingly.

"I-gag." Before Su Qingwu could say a word, the uncomfortable energy in his stomach came again, and he immediately lowered his head again and spit violently at the ground.

"Come on, eat this." Yan Murong shook his head helplessly, took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out two small blue-green pills, and forcibly fed the two women regardless of whether they agreed or not.

The pill was sliced open in their mouths, and the two women immediately felt a cool sensation in their stomachs, and then it spread down their throats and into their mouths.

The fresh mint fragrance made the two of them feel a lot more comfortable, and regardless of whether the rain was clean or not, they raised their white pretty faces, and began to wash away the residual vomit on their mouths with the rain, and then they didn't look over, not daring to look at the Shura Field again, for fear that if they looked at it again, even the bitter gall would have to be spit out from their throats.

Blood, brutality, and murder -- in less than ten minutes, two women who had never seen such a big scene before were frightened and weak, and I am afraid that it will cause them a lot of psychological shadows for a long time to come.

Seeing that the two girls were fine, Yan Murong gave another advice, and then turned around and walked towards the ninja who was nailed to the tree.

After fighting with the nearly hundreds of wolves for a long time, the ninja's physical strength was already a little exhausted, coupled with the excessive blood loss caused by Yan Murong's two arrows piercing his thighs, he had long lost the ruthlessness when he fought with the wolves, the katana in his hand fell to the ground, and his head drooped - if he hadn't seen his abdomen still lying together, Yan Murong would definitely think that this guy had gone to see their emperor.

"Why bother." Yan Murong muttered in a low voice, lifted the ninja's head with one hand, and removed the ninja's hood with the other, but when he saw the ninja's face, he immediately stood on the spot.