Chapter 50: The Two-Headed Wind Wolf
When a great task lies before you, forget about your own insignificance.
This inspiring word flashed in his mind, Mo Fan held the sword of pure Yuan Douqi condensed, walked quickly between the forests, looking for the best ambush position, above his right arm, a small yellow dragon-like air flow coiled in the middle, and the fierce dragon head was sticking to Mo Fan's tiger's mouth, making a dragon chant in the sky.
It is the skill gain brought by the boy's "mouth with Tianxian".
Wherever there is a large wolf pack, there must be a stronger wolf nearby, this is already a wolf pack theorem that has been verified by countless generations, and Mo Fan is waiting for this wolf to appear at this moment.
If he only relied on his fighting strength and did not expose his spiritual power cultivation, even if the six people in the field still had combat effectiveness, plus the extra one-star pure yuan fighter, he would definitely not be able to defeat at least fifteen first-realm demon wolves.
Rushing out directly will expose his existence and put him in danger of being attacked on his back. At that time, facing the attack of the wolves and the head wolf, even if he is full of firepower, I am afraid that he may not be able to escape.
But on the contrary, if he, who is hidden in the shadows, can catch the momentary relaxation of the other wolf's appearance and kill him, the story will have a different ending. Without the command and threat of the head wolf, the wolves will not risk most of the dead and wounded to attack again!
Thinking of this, Mo Fan's spiritual power with a two-hundred-meter-long exploration range instantly condensed into a straight line, and swept through the forest in a clockwise defensive line.
After merging in one place, the distance suddenly skyrocketed to five hundred meters away, and after just a little scanning, Mo Fan discovered the existence of the wolf pack, but the current development of the situation made the young man cry and laugh in his heart.
I saw that Hu Qingming, who had just seen the wolves appear, fled quickly, but at this moment, he fled back at a faster speed, and even the blood escape technique used to save his life was used without hesitation, running through the forest at twice the speed of the previous escape, and behind him, a huge two-headed demon wolf followed.
Mo Fan was thinking about where the leader of the wolf pack had gone, but he didn't show up for a long time, it turned out that he had caught this fish that had slipped through the net.
Although he felt amused in his heart, Mo Fan's expression became grim, this two-headed demon wolf can do such an act, which means that its wisdom has reached an extremely high stage, and it can even be said that it is not inferior to humans!
This is the representative of the truly ferocious Warcraft, insidious and powerful, cunning and bloodthirsty!
The shy Lori Dragon he had encountered in Falling Moon Village before was probably just an extremely rare variant of Warcraft.
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When everyone who was surrounded by wolves and faced with the imminent invalidation of the ice and fire magic was helpless, suddenly, Ouyang Tong, who was sharp-eyed, caught a glimpse of a familiar fighting spirit light pattern flashing in the forest from the northwest direction, and shouted happily:
"Look, it's the boss's vindictive spirit over there! He didn't leave us and run away, he came back to save us!"
"Hmph!" Hearing this, Xuan Ming snorted coldly, still concerned about the former's insulting behavior, and said angrily: "Who knows what he is here for, maybe he was targeted by some murderous demonic beast, and he came to us for help!"
"You fart, is the boss like that! Don't think everyone is as useless as you!"
Ouyang Tong, who saw a glimmer of life, just felt some joy in his heart, and when he heard Xuan Ming say this, he instantly remembered that it was because of this guy that they were surrounded by wolves, and he also fell into this situation because he wanted to save the goddess Huang Ling'er who was affected by him, and now, this culprit actually dared to speak so rampantly, and suddenly became angry and scolded loudly.
"What did you say?"
Faced with these obviously insulting words, Xuan Ming immediately shouted.
"I said you are not as good as a pig and a dog!"
"I'm drafting a horse!" Rolling up his sleeves, the fire attribute fighting spirit surging out, Xuan Ming was about to give Ouyang Tong an old punch on his little white face, but someone next to him hurriedly reached out and stopped him.
"Don't say it, don't say it," Seeing that the two of them had a great tendency to fight, Wang Teng hurriedly stopped them, avoided infighting, and said in a kind manner: "Anyway, it's a good thing for us that Boss Hu is back, don't quarrel, let's hurry up and prepare and do a counterattack!"
"Hmph! Labor and management can't beat you to death!"
Fiercely compared his middle finger, Xuan Ming was angry, and secretly regretted that he had missed the opportunity to beat this little white-faced disciple at close range.
Knowing the strengths and weaknesses of fighters and mages, this Xuan Ming is not as stupid as it seems.
Three steps and two steps, jumping in front of everyone, Hu Qingming tried his best to suppress the traces of the backlash after using the blood escape, made a relaxed appearance, and said: "Everyone is okay? I just found the breath of their head wolf when the wolves appeared, and went to take care of it first, and I didn't tell you when the situation was urgent, I'm really sorry!"
As if thinking of something, Hu Qingming immediately added:
"You see, this is its core, and it's a little wounded, so it's not my match. As he spoke, he took out a magic core and shook it in his hand, which completely dispelled everyone's doubts.
When Ouyang Tong heard this, he looked at the sincerity on Hu Qingming's face, no longer doubted the former, and said excitedly: "Boss Hu, don't say that, our brothers believe you!"
As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at Xuan Ming, and said in a strange manner: "Except for a useless oil bottle...!, I am useless myself, and I will only cause trouble and destroy the unity of the team!"
Xuan Ming's anger rose again, scolding and scolding on the side.
"Okay, don't talk about it so much, now your ice and fire magic is about to fail, let me redeploy the combat policy!"
Calculating the movement speed of the two-headed wind wolf in his heart, Hu Qingming said a little anxiously.
Then, without waiting for everyone to speak, he directly ordered: "Huang Ling'er, Ouyang Tong, you two disciples have laid an ice and fire trap here to trap yourself and use it as bait to attract the attention of the wolves." Xuan Ming, Wang Teng, Li Fuxi, the three of you outflank in the northwest direction! Liu Xiyao, you and I outflank in the southeast direction, and strive to destroy the wolves in one breath and earn star points!"
Pointing to the northwest direction that the two-headed demon wolf was chasing, he sent the three Xuan Ming who had a slight conflict with him on weekdays to be the first team to replace the dead ghosts who delayed time, and ordered Huang Ling'er and others to be the second team of bait, so as to ensure that nothing went wrong, Hu Qingming quickly turned around, and took another girl in the team who basically didn't talk much, and fled towards the southeast.
Hearing that he was using the goddess as bait, joy suddenly surged on Ouyang Tong's face, and he swore and said, "Leave it to us, boss!"
Without waiting for Huang Ling'er to speak, he drew a transparent ice wall with his fingers, surrounded the two of them, and sang: "Infinite ice power, obey the call of your people and come to the world, I, Ouyang Tong asks...... Arctic Ice Polar Wall!"
The heavy ice grew in Huang Ling'er's speechless gaze, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them were overlapped.
This time, he directly dug a grave for them that would surely die!
Seeing this kind of stupid and speechless deathly behavior, Mo Fan held his forehead with his hand and sighed, and his heart looked at Hu Qingming, who was quite calculating, and he thought a little higher.
Looking at the height is not the same as recognition.
An earth-shattering wolf howl faintly came from the northwest direction, and under the rapid running, the two-headed wind wolf had already entered Mo Fan's 200-meter spiritual detection range.
The young man fought his sword, stood in the treetops above the place where it must pass, condensed his mind, and instantly entered a wonderful state of harmony between heaven and man.
Looking at it from a distance, not only could I not feel the slightest breath of him, but even the ink-colored robe was strangely faded.
This is a compulsory practice in assassination, and it is also the most important method of concealing breath.