Chapter Twenty-Six: The Wolf King

When Liu Ming jumped up, several wild wolves that had been waiting beside him stared at Liu Ming.

Obviously, this is not the first time that these wild wolves have dealt with people like Liu Ming, and they have their own methods for dealing with their prey.

At the moment when Liu Ming landed, the wild wolf that had been waiting next to him frantically pounced on Liu Ming.

After Liu Ming landed, he didn't dare to stop, a little under his feet, the light skill of eight steps to catch the cicada erupted, and he changed his position in an instant, and at the same time, the Miao knife in his hand had been pulled out, and one of the legs of a wild wolf approaching him was cut off in a high-speed movement.

Liu Ming's body kept moving, and he didn't dare to stay in one place for too long, if he fell into their hunting rhythm after being surrounded by these wild wolves, Liu Ming had only one way to die.

With a slight touch of his feet, Liu Ming's body floated out again, and at the same time, he was followed by a group of wild wolves.

Liu Ming kept changing his position while moving, and at the same time, the Miao knife in his hand was not an ornament, it was only less than a cup of tea, and less than ten of the twenty wild wolves besieging Liu Ming were still standing, and the others were either dead or had lost their combat effectiveness.

However, Liu Ming himself was not much better, with two long scratches on his back, blood constantly oozing out, and at the same time, two deep wounds were left on his legs, and a piece of meat was missing from his thigh.

Liu Ming endured the severe pain, holding a Miao knife in his hand and looking at the wild wolves around him, after the short battle just now, Liu Ming's ferocity obviously shocked them.

Ten wild wolves surrounded Liu Ming and kept roaring, but none of them dared to make the first move.

Liu Ming took out a bottle of gold sore medicine from his backpack and sprinkled it on the wound on his thigh, and the blood from the wound slowly stopped flowing out.

Liu Ming didn't rush to continue to move, the battle just now had already consumed his internal strength, and now he no longer had the ability to continue to perform eight steps to catch the cicada.

This light skill is really the same as the record I saw in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at the beginning, the consumption of internal force is very huge, especially when it bursts out at short distances, Liu Ming just now relied on the explosive speed of this light skill body method to injure and kill more than a dozen wild wolves.

Otherwise, Liu Ming is estimated to have died in the encirclement of the wolves by now, after all, there are more than 20 wild wolves, but they are not just talking, and the speed of each wild wolf is not slower than those masters who have just peeked into the door.

The strength is not comparable to the current players.

Liu Ming has only heard of the horror of the night in the rivers and lakes, but now he has finally experienced it.

"Whew!" A terrible wolf howl sounded again.

The wild wolf, who had already shrunk a little and had the intention of retreating, suddenly sharpened his eyes again, staring at Liu Ming wildly.

Liu Ming's face changed suddenly after hearing this wolf howl, this wolf pack is really not simple, and it actually has its own head wolf!

These wild wolves themselves are not easy to deal with, Liu Ming thought that the wild wolf that let out the wolf howl just now was already among these wild wolves, but he didn't expect that there were others.

Looking at the state of these wild wolves in front of him, Liu Ming knew that he couldn't escape this time no matter what, so he could only fight.

"Whew!"

A wild wolf pressed its paws on the ground, burst out and jumped up, and pounced on Liu Ming.

Liu Ming didn't panic, he made a slight mistake under his feet, dodged a position, and at the same time, the Miao knife in his hand was directly cut out, and the knife fell in his hand, and the giant wolf that pounced on Liu Ming suddenly turned into two sections.

Although the battle time of these wild wolves is still short, the attack characteristics of these wild wolves have basically been understood by Liu Ming, and it is just those routines back and forth.

After Liu Ming killed the wild wolf, before he could catch his breath, the second one had already followed.

At the same time, the remaining wild wolves behind them were all separated, constantly attacking Liu Ming from all directions.

"Kill!" Liu Ming had no way to retreat, and the Miao knife in his hand kept waving, forcing the wild wolves that were close to him to retreat.

"Groundless!"

Liu Ming, who had just recovered a little internal strength, directly used the only offensive martial arts he knew now.

Liu Ming's Miao knife accelerated suddenly, and immediately slashed a wild wolf that couldn't dodge into two pieces.

"Kill!" There was another angry shout, but the other wild wolves that attacked behind him, Liu Ming's Miao Dao suddenly beheaded the three wild wolves around him.

But there were two more wounds on his back.

"Get out!" Liu Ming's Miao knife jerked behind him, and suddenly the wild wolf that had been pressing on his back was pulled out, and at the same time, a piece of meat was torn off Liu Ming's back.

The wild wolf who was stimulated by the blood killed Liu Ming again with red eyes after being pumped away, but was beheaded by Liu Ming's Miao knife.

In a moment, there were only two or three wild wolves left that were originally less than ten, and they didn't dare to make a move around Liu Ming.

"Come on!" Liu Ming roared frantically, and the wounds on his body stimulated him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining few wild wolves clamped their tails and began to flee in embarrassment, although Liu Ming wanted to pursue, but now his own state could not catch up with those wild wolves at all.

Liu Ming looked at those who fled and breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Liu Ming was too happy too early, and just when Liu Ming relaxed, a snow-white figure strung out of the woods, and a wild face appeared in front of Liu Ming.

A bloody mouth bit directly into Liu Ming's neck, and the fishy wind in the white wolf's mouth was transmitted into Liu Ming's nose very clearly.

In a panic, Liu Ming held the Miao knife across his chest and stopped the fatal blow.

However, Liu Ming was thrown to the ground by the huge force that the white wolf pounced on. There was a sharp pain in the wound behind him.

"Whew!"

With a low roar, the white wolf bit Liu Ming's throat again and wanted to put Liu Ming to death.

"Die!"

Just as the white wolf pounced, the Miao knife in Liu Ming's hand struck upward, leaving a long wound on the white wolf's stomach.

The white wolf was directly knocked out by Liu Ming's knife, and slid on the ground for a distance before stopping, the snow-white hair on his body was mottled by the dirt on the ground and the blood stains on his stomach.

Liu Ming stiffened a carp, got up from the ground, and looked at the white wolf vigilantly.

The two sides remained motionless, staring at each other, and their eyes were full of solemnity.

The white wolf's pair of wolf claws kept turning the dirt on the ground, and circled around Liu Ming, looking for an opportunity for Liu Ming to attack.

Where would Liu Ming give him such an opportunity, Liu Ming, who was holding a Miao knife, vigilantly followed the white wolf and kept spinning, keeping the white wolf in her sight at any time.

Time passed slowly, the blood from Liu Ming's wound was no longer flowing, and at the same time, the white wolf on the opposite side seemed to have lost patience and began to become irritable.

"Whew!"

The white wolf propped up the ground with both paws, like a lightning bolt and pounced on Liu Ming, who had been paying attention to the movements of the white wolf, and had already reacted at the moment of the white movement.

This wild wolf should be the head wolf, although it is faster and more powerful, but the attack routine is the same.

Dodge sideways, take out the knife, target the waist of the white wolf, the copper head and iron bone tofu waist, and the waist is the Achilles heel of the wolf.

"Groundless!"

With a knife in his hand, Liu Ming, who dodged the attack of the white wolf, cut the white wolf into two sections with a knife, and his internal organs and blood were scattered on the ground.

Looking at the white wolf corpse on the ground that was still twitching, Liu Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

The battle is finally over.