Situ Xing stood on top of the machine car, looking into the distance with a faint look. The pen and the fun www.biquge.info seem to be looking for the location of the wolf's head sacrifice.

The wolf's head sacrifice also seemed to have discovered the purpose of Situ's punishment.

The muffled beat of the drum also became inaudible the moment he raised his head. It was like the murmur between lovers, but the wolves did not retreat because the drums had become muffled.

Instead, they are even more insane and tyrannical.

Shoot upwards as if you don't want to die.

Fortunately, whether it is the white ape, or Cao Wuxian and others, they are all masters of the martial arts realm, the skin of the whole body is like an old cow, the strength is like a dragon and tiger, and the reaction speed is far beyond ordinary people.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

The weapons in their hands kept staggering, and several people leaned against each other, like killing machines, leaving wolf corpses everywhere they passed.

However, the number of iron-backed wolves has not decreased, but has shown signs of accumulating more and more.

This is also caused by the particularity of the wilderness, the wilderness is full of demon beasts such as iron-backed blue wolves, and today under the deliberate drive of the wolf head sacrifice, the iron-backed blue wolves within a radius of dozens of miles have gathered. Formation of wolf tides.

The tide is a terrible disaster in the wilderness.

Not to mention pedestrian caravans, even if some weak stockades encounter the tide, they can only run for their lives.

If it weren't for Fan Gou'er and the white ape's strong combat power, and with the help of machine cars and carriages as a shield, I am afraid that they would have been overwhelmed by the wolves long ago.

But that's it, under the siege of endless wolves, it will definitely be exhausted after a long time.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

As if defiant, the sound of the bronze tambourine became fierce again.

This time, however, the drum was not played on one side, but on several sides at the same time.

"Three-sided drums!"

"Only one side is true!"

The white ape's eyes were thoughtful, trying to judge the authenticity of it.

However, with the help of echoes between mountains and rivers, as well as special means, the wolf's head sacrifice seems to have several big drums sounding at the same time, which is really difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

The white ape thought for a while, and finally gave up helplessly.

Sacrifice is a special existence in the wilderness.

They have a lot of special powers, they can communicate with the ancestral gods through sacrifices, or drive beasts and demon beasts to fight for them, a sacrifice is a mobile beast army, and few people dare to provoke them.

But this is not to say that the sacrifice is in the wilderness and invincible.

Although they have all kinds of terrible abilities, their physical bodies are very weak, and they can be slashed with a single sword or punch.

In order to avoid this, the priests generally do not reveal their true bodies.

They hide in the dark like assassins, like poisonous snakes hiding in the grass, and the level of hiding is unique.

"There's no way!"

"This sacrifice is very cautious!"

"I can't tell which one is his real body!"

The white ape's face showed a tangled look, and after a while, he said helplessly.

"This!"

Fan Gou'er listened to the staggered drums in the air, and his eyes showed a look of shock and suspicion.

East!

West!

South!

There were drums in all three directions, as if three wolf priests were praying at the same time.

However, he knew.

There is only one real body, and the other two are fake bodies.

"It's so cunning!"

Fan Gou'er's eyes showed a confused look, although he was a little unconvinced, but he also had to admit that the whereabouts of the wolf's head sacrifice were strange. Because no matter how much he distinguished, there was no way to distinguish the real from the fake.

Situ Xing stood on the top of the machine car with gloomy eyes, listening to the drum sound coming from three directions, like a provocative drum, the corners of his mouth slowly rose, revealing a sneer of disdain.

Such a tactic can confuse others. ”

"But it can't confuse me!"

The method of punishment is very simple, but it is also very effective, that is, Wangqi.

Drumming can be fake!

Figures can be faked!

But a person's luck cannot be faked!

Where the true body is, there must be luck in the sky.

Fake bodies, even if they are vivid, will not produce luck.

Thinking about this, Situ Xing's eyes slowly closed, and when his eyes opened again, his eyes had become blurred, and the world in his eyes had changed a lot.

The ranger, the iron-backed wolf, the drums are all glass from his world, and all that remains is pure luck.

White!

Red!

Cyan!

Black!

All kinds of luck are mixed together, or united, or opposite, or neutral, indescribable mysterious, and there seems to be a huge kaleidoscope in Situ Xing's eyes, constantly spinning.

But in the midst of all these chaotic chaos, Situ still found his goal.

In the darkness in the distance, a dark red fortune rose into the air, like the indescribable brilliance of a torch in the night.

In the midst of luck, there was an iron-backed wolf eagle looking at the wolf with a fierce face.

Wolf Head Sacrifice!

The master of this luck is the wolf's head sacrifice!

"It's cunning!"

"The brass drums were all fakes. ”

"No matter which drum you attack, you will alarm your real body and create an opportunity for him to escape. ”

"Fortunately, I have the ability to hope for qi!"

"Otherwise, it could be misleading. ”

Even if the wolf's head sacrifice is treacherous and ghostly, he can't imagine that Situ Xing can watch the existence of luck.

It was also luck that exposed his true location.

The figure of the wolf's head sacrifice was like a torch in the middle of the night in his eyes, and no matter how cunning he was, there was no way to hide it.

The iron-backed blue wolf in the luck seemed to have discovered Situ Xing's peeping, his eyes suddenly became cold, and he kept baring his teeth and roaring in the direction of Situ Xing.

Backlash!

Situ Xing spied on the luck of the wolf's head sacrifice.

The instinctive counterattack of the iron-backed blue wolf in luck, this is the scene in front of him.

But Situ Xing is now famous, and he is an official of the Great Cadre, and his luck is not the same, far better than the wolf's head sacrifice.

Therefore, the backlash will not cause much trouble to Si's sentence at all.

The wolf-headed priest hidden in the shadows looked at the convoy shrouded in fire with a smug face.

The Ranger's combat power far exceeded his expectations.

More than a hundred iron-backed wolves have been killed, and dozens more have been seriously injured and lost their combat effectiveness.

To say that it doesn't hurt is false.

But thinking of the imminent harvest, the wolf-headed priest's face suddenly softened.

"Even if you are strong, you will eventually be swallowed up and drowned by the tide. ”

Suddenly, the figure of the wolf-headed priest couldn't help but stiffen, and for some reason, he actually had a feeling of being watched.

Although he thought that the possibility of Si Tu Xing discovering him was almost none, his previous caution still made him instinctively retreat.

At the moment when his body had just left the hiding place, a shadow suddenly appeared on the ground, and Situ Xing's huge figure suddenly fell from the sky.

Rumble!

Situ Xing's body smashed like a meteorite into the hiding place where the wolf's head sacrifice had just now. The tremendous force formed a shock wave, and both the grass and the gravel were instantly knocked away, and the rubble was shot everywhere like bullets.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

Around the wolf's head sacrifice, the iron-backed blue wolf that seemed to be a guard was hit by gravel, and blood holes suddenly appeared on the tall and thick body.

The hot blood gushed outward as if it didn't need money, and soon soaked the ground.

A few iron-backed wolves that had not been hit by the rubble seemed to be mad and opened their bloody mouths at Situ Xing, trying to tear him apart and avenge their own people.

But they obviously underestimated the strength of Situ Xing.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

I don't know when, the long knife in Situ Torture's hand was unsheathed.

Twelve Styles of Punishment!

A river of blood!

Domination of the world!

The wind sweeps away the leaves!

Simple, crisp, straightforward!

Slaughter!

Situ Xing's knife technique was born from battlefield martial arts, and the only thing left was pure killing.

This is very similar to the predatory habits of the iron-backed blue wolf, and the same is true when the iron-backed blue wolf hunts, they will never waste their physical strength, and will only attack the neck, head, heart and other deadly parts of the prey.

So as to achieve a one-hit kill. At the lowest cost, the maximum benefit is obtained, and the same is true of the knife method of Situ Xing.

Burst!

An iron-backed blue wolf had just jumped up, and Situ Xing's body was pressed down and leaned forward, and the long knife swept across, cutting his throat in an instant.

Before the blue wolf could hit the ground, Situ Xing's long knife was drawn up diagonally, and the sharp blade instantly cut the soft belly of the blue wolf, and the internal organs and intestines flowed to the ground.

The blue wolf that landed on the ground was not completely dead, and it fell to the ground and kept struggling, unspeakably bloody.

The wolf-headed priest looked at the three or four stout iron-backed wolves who fell to the ground in an instant, and his eyes showed heartache, but he also knew that now was not the time for a woman's kindness.

Ignoring the iron-backed blue wolf who fell to the ground and struggled, he turned around and retreated a little embarrassed. I hope to be able to use a short period of time to get out of the sight of the prisoner.

"Kill!"

Situ Xing killed the last iron-backed blue wolf, and hung it far behind the wolf's head sacrifice without hurry. The long knife in his hand slanted down, and drops of crimson blood fell from the back of the knife and rolled into the dust.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

The wolf-headed priest let out a howl like a wolf as he retreated, and the iron-backed blue wolf who was besieging the convoy instantly retreated as if it were going crazy.

Looking at the iron-backed blue wolf who evacuated like a tide, whether it was a white ape or a Fan Gou'er, he breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, and finally evacuated.

If you besiege for another half an hour, the formation formed by the rangers will definitely be torn apart.

By then, there will certainly be a large number of casualties. This is something that no one wants to see. Fortunately, Mr. Situ found the true body of the wolf's head sacrifice and made him feel threatened.

These called back all the wolves, and also gave the rangers a chance to breathe.

But this does not mean that they are safe now, and the final result depends on whether Situ will kill the wolf head sacrifice or expel it.

Situ Xing didn't look at the wolves who rushed back, and there was no look of surprise and panic on his face, his eyes were like an awl falling on the slowly retreating, his whole body was covered with tattoos, he was wearing a wolf head mask, and he looked like the wolf head sacrifice of the indigenous savages.