Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Wolves
Humans rely on the power of the brilliant star gods, while beasts or spirit beasts, as well as divine beasts, only use the hidden power of the sun and stars, and the moon and stars. When the night beast is extraordinarily powerful returns to its familiar lair, the boundless red sun comes to earth with red light and warmth.
"Get up!"
Qian Ling patted Xing Zeyuan on the shoulder, called Gan Suo and Yan Mo again, and went on the road again. The weather in June was very hot, they set off very early, and when the sun had not fully risen, they set off, and there were indeed some benefits to operating in the wild, they hunted two fourth-order spirit beasts and got two "spirit crystals", these are good things that will not deteriorate.
The run-in of time gave the four of them a little rudimentary tacit understanding, and when Qian Ling stopped and restrained his complexion, they immediately stopped.
"Stop! There are wolves around. ”
Except for the gray backpack of the poor ling, the other three backpacks landed together with a muffled sound. The backpack overwhelms the fragile grass and crushes the crisp crust.
"Wolves?"
Xing Zeyuan quickly pulled out the dagger with his right hand and leaned against Gan Suo and Mo Bei beside him. His gaze was like a tiger scanning the battlefield, and Ganso clenched his machete with both hands. Mo crossed his hands, pulled the foil on his left waist with his right hand, and grabbed the saber on his left waist with his left hand. Exert force with both arms, and at the same time draw the snow-white sword.
The sound of stabbing was crisp as the knife rubbed against the scabbard, making the quiet atmosphere tense to the extreme.
"Well, and twenty horses. ”
"How can there be wolves here?"
Yan Mo didn't expect something terrifying to happen so soon, and he clenched the foil and saber in his hand a little nervously.
"Isn't it right?"
Mo naturally asked, usually he is very careful when he speaks, but now in a hurry, he made his first mistake.
"I'm the young master of the Sun Candle Clan, do you think I'll be wrong?"
"I'm just a little nervous. ”
Look around.
"The wolf that can make no noise in the jungle should be the coyote, which is also known as the jungle wolf. They generally live alone, and there are twenty jungle wolves here, which are supposed to be kept in captivity. ”
"Raised?"
"Yes! Looks like we're in an ambush. ”
Mo didn't expect that Xing Zeyuan was only seventeen years old, so he knew so many things.
"People who can raise coyotes are generally ......"
Xing Zeyuan's pores opened, and he felt some coolness behind him.
"Bandits!"
The experienced Gan Suo said these two words coldly instead of Xing Zeyuan, and Ling Mo swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"What are the bandits, with the master here, you will be fine. ”
"Bandits are like hyenas living in packs! In order to deal with the increasingly strong world government forces, the number of bandits will reach more than ten at a time. Since there are twenty coyotes this time, it means that there are at least ten people. ”
No one present knew more about this than Ganso, who had been a lieutenant in the government army.
In the jungle, there were really more than a dozen people who were about to move, their eyes were like the cold-blooded pupils of a coyote, making people's hairs stand up involuntarily.
Rustle!
The leaves were trembling, the wind was moving slightly, and everyone except Ling was ready to defend.
"Be careful, it should be a thief who wants to kill for money. ”
Mo scolded, obviously nervous.
"What's wrong with these bandits? Do we look like rich people?"
Xing Zeyuan's strength is the weakest here, but he is very calm. He is calm like a strong man who is not frightened, as if he can shatter the earth with the snap of his fingers. In fact, his head is also hot, but he is the head of the regiment, and the responsibility of this position makes him have to shoulder this responsibility.
"Whoa!"
The branches and leaves of the bush shaved over the black and yellow fur, but they could not hurt the coyote, and behind the narrow beak there was a pair of long proportional ears, and the slender body sprang out from the bush like a black and yellow lightning bolt.
The tiny leaves of the bushes are carried in the air and then fall to the ground like residual flowers. The ferocious coyote, half a meter tall at the shoulder, grabbed the ground with five toes on its forepaws, hooked up the dirt and threw it backwards and upwards, rushing out of the jungle like a god who opened up a new world.
The well-developed canines and cleft teeth are the best weapons for coyotes who are good at quick attacks, and the four people surrounded by twenty coyotes at once take on an oval shape.
Xing Zeyuan's three people are standing together back to back, and Qian Ling is on the side, his strength can be out of touch with Xing Zeyuan.
"That's a lot!"
Although they were mentally prepared, the coyote running around them in front of them let out a rapid pant sound, slowly disrupting Mohara's calmness.
"Be careful!"
Running fast is because it is necessary to distract the enemy's gaze and surprise them, which is the intention of these trained coyotes.
The coyote that jumped forward pounced on Xing Zeyuan from a tricky position.
The yellow-yellow fur on the abdomen suddenly turned black, and the cold claws seemed to tear apart the day. The night-like shadow leaped forward with the smell of blood, and the acceleration scene in his mind flashed.
Xing Zeyuan remembered the night when he grew up overnight, and his quick reaction made him swing the dagger in his right hand.
An ordinary coyote was just a first-order beast, but the black-and-yellow coyote that was now pounced on Xing Zeyuan was a second-order one. A large star cluster corresponds to the first order, but ...... Humans are often slightly superior to the weapons they have built.
The sharp dagger in his hand cut through the fur and cut a red line, Xing Zeyuan threw the coyote's body to the side, and the coyote's claws cut a hideous five-centimeter wound on his arm. The claws are like stakes that stake into the earth, and when they move violently, they arch out a lot of loess.
"This beast is really strong!"
The wound on Xing Zeyuan's shoulder made him break out in a cold sweat, and the foam beside him scolded angrily.
"Since you know how to attack the weak, are you ready to break us one by one?"
There was no time to tie the bandage, and Xing Zeyuan had already approached Gan Suo and Mo beside him again.
"With the master here, you can just bandage the wound with peace of mind. ”
kicked away two coyotes with one foot, a one-meter-long coyote is considered to be large, but on the feet of poor Ling, it can only be regarded as two leaves swept by the wind. The force of kicks and side kicks is three times that of straight punches, but the force starts from the ground, and generally people who use their legs must have a stable center of gravity and a light body.
And these two characteristics are perfectly possessed by Qian Ling.
Sting!
An arc of light flashed on his feet, like the edge of the boundless sun, and the extremely high temperature and the sound of the air burning flowed down in the air with air currents visible to the naked eye.
The soles of his feet kept throwing out, and he kicked sideways, and his body floated in mid-air, frozen for a full second. The right foot is out, and the left foot kicks out again.
The fur of the four coyotes was glued together, as if it had been burned by fire. Qian Ling didn't stop, this time, it was their team that was broken up.
"Bandage you, I'll do this!"
Qi Ling stood around the three of them, constantly kicking out his legs, kicking at the coyotes around him, and his long legs were very thin, like the mysterious weapon skull stick of the Eastern Regions!
With a few screams of pain, the coyote's body made a magical arc, flew fifty meters like a bow, and crashed into a tree, exchanging its life for the leaves that were shaken down.
"Flame Wound!"
With his left foot on the ground and his left foot as the starting point, the ground around him was cracked and cracked, like a dry cracked earth. Qian Ling lifted his right foot, stretched it behind him from the right, and then jerked out his leg. The moment the fire on the soles of his feet touched the coyote, the fur on his body quickly began to burn. The raging fire broke out with a "snort", and Qian Ling's thigh exerted force, driving the calf.
Boom –
Flames are synonymous with powerful explosiveness, and the burning coyotes flew out of the 100 meters with flames and snorts, setting the other three coyotes on fire. The long legs rotate and the straight horse spreads out, which is difficult for ordinary men to do, because it will be accompanied by heart-rending pain. But Qian Ling did it easily, and the soles of his feet fell violently, causing the body of a coyote under his feet to shatter.
The body that rushed out was two feet again, and the four claws dug through the soil twice and then stopped moving. And it took only five seconds to complete a complete set of movements with a light body.
In five seconds, more than half of the coyotes were gone, and the remaining lonely coyotes were too timid to move forward. However, the arc of light on the feet of the poor Ling has not disappeared, as soon as the soles of the feet come out, a flame rubs in the air, and the burning flames dance in the air, like an artist dancing on the stage with a torch in his hand, and the liquid fuel in his mouth sweeps the flames to form a scattered flame.
The powerful light of the fire was as dazzling even in the daytime, and in the firelight, the four coyotes fell to the ground, and the flames above their heads pierced their bodies like sword blades. The last coyote looked at Qian Ling timidly, licked his nose, and ran into the jungle in a panic.
With a turn of the soles of his feet, the fire fox under his feet drove a flaming spark to sweep out a one-meter-long firework in the air. Then, he blocked the three arrows that came to him.
The machete slashed through the arrow, and Ganso looked around, and he heard the sound of an arrow being taken from the quiver.
The arrow made an arc through the air and rested on the bow, making a small sound with the curved bow made of good wood.
"There are shooters, be careful!"
Ganso roared, knowing which direction the people were, but not knowing how to attack. The normal attack distance of the arrow is two hundred meters, Gan Suo looked around, and picked up Xing Zeyuan, who was simply bandaging the wound.
"Fourth master, since these people have killed all our wolves, let's kill them and feed them to the wolf cubs. ”
"Shoot the arrows!"
As soon as the palm of his hand fell, the arrows around him were aimed at the foreheads of the four people, and the hand that pulled the string was suddenly released.
"Boom!"
The machete slashed, and the arrows were constantly cut off by the machete in Ganso's hand. The foil on Mo's right hand is constantly stirring, flexible like a flying dragon. When the foil was freely retracted, the sound of whirring wind rang in my ears.
"Look at Lao Tzu who shot you in the head, dare to kill the wolf of the fourth master?"
Pulling the arquebus of the iron weapon in his hand, the shirtless man raised a flame in a secret place and lit it. When the arquebus was burning, the man hurriedly pointed the arquebus in his hand at the four people one hundred and twenty meters away in front of him. When choosing a target, he made the mistake of choosing someone he shouldn't have chosen.