When the three of Xuan Ming were surging with fighting energy, preparing to encircle the wolves in the northwest direction, a vicious trap finally showed its hideous fangs in front of these teenagers.

"Roar!"

A two-headed giant wolf that was more than four meters tall suddenly jumped out in front of everyone with a fierce light that wanted to choose people and devour!

The sturdy four-legged force ran wildly, bringing up bursts of falling red leaves, like a sad rain of blood, sprinkled down one after another.

The scarlet giant mouth closed one by one, and endless bloodthirsty heat erupted from it, and the giant wolf's sturdy body, with a killing speed that a fighter would never be able to escape, jumped up head-on at the three Xuan Ming who were standing in place!

In just an instant, the three stout maple trees that stood in the way were directly broken by the waist.

The horror was no longer enough to describe the mood of these boys, and the three of them were stupefied when they looked at the giant claws pressed down like a disaster.

Seeing that three young lives were about to disappear in the forest in the next moment, a chilling sword light flashed without anyone expecting it!

The neat cut marks visible to the naked eye are brushed out among the countless maple leaves.

Like the most tranquil point of all the dynamic worlds, and like the cold light revealed in the silence, no one can describe the brilliance of this sword, Xuan Ming, who was so frightened that he closed his eyes in the giant wolf pounce, they didn't see it, and the proud wolf king who was about to knock down the three people didn't see where this sword came from and where it really slashed.

"A sword!"

A sword comes from the southeast, and shoots the wolf in the northwest!

The hot wolf blood suddenly sprinkled down like a downpour, and in mid-air, on the leaves, on the body of the young man who closed his eyes in fear, and on the ground with the scent of mud, there were countless dazzling wisps of red in an instant.

The spirit sword condensed by the pure yuan fighting qi is like the sharpest lightsaber in the world, and when it comes into contact with the wolf king's throat and body protection fighting qi, it cuts into the wolf king's arteries without any obstruction.

A huge wolf's head drooped down in an instant, but this did not mean the loss of life.

Monsters are all strong in life, but no one can fight again when their head is cut off, unless they have another head.

The two-headed wind wolf is clearly like that.

"Roar!"

A tragic wolf howl startled in the forest, and the huge wolf's head that drooped down was exposed with white tendons, and on the head that was already exhausted, the two wolf eyes turned strangely, and for a while, four fierce eyes like giant bells stared at the ink-robed young man standing in front of him.

People who have not seen this scene can not appreciate this horror, with a bloody breath spraying on his body, the young man holds a sword in his right hand, his eyes do not contain the slightest emotion, and he calmly stares at the wolf eyes in front of him with a strange green light.

"I'm going to kill you, you believe me, I won't take care of the Blue Dragon Academy, even if I die, I'll kill you. ”

The huge wolf's mouth opened and closed, and it spit out an extremely standard continental language from it, which was different from the fury that Mo Fan imagined, and the tone of the giant wolf in front of him was so flat.

It's so plain that it seems to tell a very normal thing.

"Oh, everyone dies, you don't have to threaten me with this. The boy replied calmly without the slightest emotion.

This was somewhat unexpected by Wolf Biao, and the boy in front of him, who was only seven or eight years old, actually did the same thing as he had just done, as if he had made an appointment to stop fighting from the momentary confrontation for the time being, and talk about death.

"You're funny," Wolf Biao said after a moment's thought, "but you still have to die, I don't see how you hurt me, but you won't have such a good chance." ”

He didn't say a sneak attack, only his self-confidence.

In a life-and-death battle, there is no good and evil, no victory and defeat, only life and death.

So there is no need to say anything other than life and death.

The corners of his mouth pulled out, and a slightly bitter smile was pulled, and the young man said with some regret:

"I didn't expect this to be your mastermind, it's not an accident that you can avoid the killing. But you can't kill me. ”

"I don't believe it. The Wolf King retorted earnestly.

The young man said sincerely: "You can try, you must be the one who dies." ”

"After I ate you, you won't say that. ”

The wolf threatened fiercely.

The three Xuan Ming who opened their eyes from boundless fear, the first picture that fell into their eyes was such a scene:

The weird man and one wolf, like a child fighting, are bargaining with me very seriously.

"Ahh......h The ink of ink, the mortal mortal!"

Suddenly, a surprise with a slightly familiar voice sounded from the mouth of one of them, Mo Fan didn't look back, and asked softly, "Who are you?"

The man didn't answer his question, and seemed to completely ignore the terrifying threat of the giant wolf in front of him, and jumped to two meters beside Mo Fan, and when he saw the latter's side face, he was suddenly surprised:

"Oops! I'm sorry I didn't recognize the wrong person, but the guy I met didn't have a crow tattooed on his face! I'm sorry, but the main thing is that your dark robe is too similar. ”

"What... Raven?!"

Hearing this sentence without a beginning or an end, if it weren't for the fact that Wolf Biao's qi was locked on him right now, and he didn't dare to make the slightest distraction, the young man would definitely take out a pair of eight-treasure glazed sunflower diamond mirrors, and take a thorough picture of his little face from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, to see what the crow was.

The young man who was about to say something more, but his expression suddenly tightened, it was the wolf Biao in front of him who finally stopped being patient and launched an attack blatantly!

The huge and sharp wolf claws had not yet arrived, and the wind had already blown up countless fallen leaves, red and yellow maple leaves, fluttering up and down in the air, and the young man's eyes looked very seriously, not at the fallen leaves, but at the back of the fallen leaves.

The spiritual power that was always targeted because of the fear of being exposed finally rolled in the veins at this moment, as if he had figured out something, the young man no longer suppressed the latter's operation, and the ink-colored energy that rose up like a wave ran smoothly in the meridians, compared to the usual unconscious suppression, it suddenly became stronger by more than three points!

The so-called hole cards, naturally after the opening of the hole cards, not opened, after all, just a card.

Big deal, after this hole card is opened, let's draw another card!

After figuring this out, Mo Fan's heart suddenly brightened, only to feel that a door that had always been blocked on the path of spiritual power cultivation was faintly smashed by him.

Behind the door, there is an endless ocean.

If you don't see the sea, how can you feel the shore?

In the midst of this fierce battle, the young man suddenly had a hint of epiphany in his heart, and after in-depth cultivation and digestion of this wisp of enlightenment, he should be able to break through to the late stage of the foundation building realm in one fell swoop!

There was no more time for the boy to comprehend the mystery of the endless sea behind the door, and the sharp giant claws that dazzled like the light of a knife were already in front of him!

"Boom!"

The spirit sword suddenly came out of the body, and the dragon head hovering in his right hand raised his head to the sky and roared, and a divine dragon qi that hundreds of beasts surrendered to was emitted in a hurry, making the wolf claws that fell sharply, and the speed instantly lagged by two points!

Taking advantage of the gap revealed in this instantaneous change of speed and slowness, above the young man's left hand, the ink-colored spiritual power gushed out, and a vast energy match, like a long whip, slammed into the intact head of the giant wolf!

The long whip was shot, Mo Fan's right hand kept moving, the white light flowed, and the sword of spirit was like reaching Hua Yue, and the sword suddenly rose up, and it was dead against the sharp giant claws in front of him!

"Hmph. ”

Seeing the young man's scheming way of coping, there was a trace of extremely humane disdain in the wolf biao's giant eyes, his throat surged, and a powerful wind blade instantly scattered out of it!

The tiny wind blade seemed to be overwhelming, cutting towards the spiritual power training.

Mo Fan's long whip condensed with spiritual power, although it was extremely majestic and condensed, could not withstand the seemingly endless consumption of the wind blade, and was instantly divided and eaten up by the latter.

At this time, the three boys standing in the field finally reacted from the fright, and they all wanted to step forward to help the boy.

Seeing this, Mo Fan hurriedly shouted: "Go and help the others resist the wolves, don't send them to death for nothing!"

After saying that, he turned sideways in an instant, and let the giant claws that the wolf Biao kept pressing down, the sword retreated, and the wrist of his right hand shook rapidly, and sword flowers appeared in the air, shattering more and more wind blades.

When the three of them heard this, they looked back at the wolves that had escaped from the predicament, and finally stopped staying, turned around, and went to help Huang Ling'er and them.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to be a cultivator! However, since you don't have a magic weapon yet, let's explain it here today!"

After living for an infinite number of years, Wolf Biao obviously tried a lot, and after repelling Mo Fan's energy training, he saw the origin of the latter at a glance, and extremely accurately said Mo Fan's biggest weakness now.

That's right, another important reason why the young man often doesn't attack with spiritual power is precisely because he doesn't have any cultivation magic weapon in his hand at all.

Even if it's the lowest-level yellow-level magic weapon...!

Different from combat skills, exercises, staffs, and swords, magic weapons are weapons that cultivators must have, but at the same time, they are also the rarest existence in the world.

The refining of even the lowest-level magic weapon requires endless manpower and material resources, as well as the indispensable chance and luck. Every thing related to magic weapons, in the auction in the Eastern Regions, can easily set off a huge rush of rush!

So Mo Fan is now, even if it can be said that he is a treasure, he doesn't even have a lowest-level magic weapon......

After saying these words, which shook the hearts of the army, Wolf Biao didn't give Mo Fan the slightest chance to react, shook the giant tail, bullied himself, and used his huge physical advantage to tightly entangle the young man, preventing the other party from escaping from the wind blade.

The wind blade flew in the fallen leaves, the sword qi was up and down, and a giant wolf and a completely disproportionate villain kept flashing and moving in the forest, fighting endlessly.

One minute, five minutes, ten minutes!

Both sides of the battle have extremely strong recovery capabilities, and after fighting together for such a long time, it is not clear which side the balance of victory is tilting towards.

It seems that both sides have a good chance of winning......

Just when this endless battle did not know how long it would take to achieve the final result, a beautiful young man's voice suddenly sounded faintly in the wood-filled forest, and in an extremely clear and heavy strange tone, he sang:

"The mountain is not high, there are immortals, the name is not deep, the water is not deep, there is a dragon, the spirit is ......"

Before the words fell, a heavenly stone mountain stood proudly in the air, and the giant dragon hovering between its arms opened its eyes and roared, and the wolf king did not know what was going on, and suddenly retreated.

"Si is a burrow, but Wu Dexin...... There is a lot of talk and laughter, and there is no white ding...!"

**The sound of reciting the book sounded strangely in the place of fighting, and a half-foot burrow suddenly appeared on the young man's left hand, emitting endless vicissitudes of life, gently rotating between the palms.

Unaffected by the sound of reading around him, the young man spoke, and his clear voice strangely melted into the former, and he recited softly:

"There is no silk and bamboo, and there is no case to work ......!"

As the words came out, the sound of the wind in the sky was quietly silent, and without the wind, the wind blade was self-defeating.

As the words fell, a heavy case slowly emerged, and the retreating figure of the wolf king was pressed in mid-air, unable to move.

The wolf's eyes were huge, and the wolf Biao looked at Mo Fan in shock.

The young man's long sword entered his body, and he took three steps in the southwest direction, bowed slightly, and said loudly:

"Nanyang Zhuge Lu, Xishuzi Cloud Pavilion ......"

"Confucius Ziyun: What an ugly thing!"

The voice of Admiralty suddenly resounded among the trees. In the light of the sky, seventy-two sages sat upright, three thousand phantoms recited after the column, and in a flash, the overlapping "what is ugly", like the moon tide waves, and like life and death questions, echoed between the heavens and the earth, straight into the ears of the wolf.

The rampant body exploded and died before it could react.

The sky was covered with blood and rain, and the young man held the burrow with his left hand, and smiled at the unknown place: "If you want a magic weapon, I will give you a ride with a treasure today." ”

After speaking, the burrow suddenly appeared, and the boundless flesh and blood of the wolf's body were instantly sucked into the three-foot small room, and there was not a trace of red light.

The boy remembered a certain strange girl, learned her vocabulary, and said lightly with his lips, "Seal!"

After that, the burrow, the human voice, the stone mountain, and the giant dragon all disappeared, and the wolf biao who did not know where to go, as if it had never appeared, did not leave the slightest trace.

Except for the Second Realm Wind Attribute Demon Core that Mo Fan hurriedly took out because of something that suddenly came to mind, there were only traces of battle left in this battle, and there were no people fighting.