After the shot was shot, Ling Piaohan screamed "ah", and he was shocked: "It's not good, those two male wolves are back."

After holding back the pain, Ling Piaohan's body shook quickly, and then he suddenly forcibly stabilized his back.

A sharp spear was released from the golden spear that had just been stabbed in the back, and the sharp spear swept over, forcing back the male wolf who had just attacked it from behind.

The two male wolves went one after the other, and they saw the female wolf and the little wolf cub who were all over the ground, and they were looking at Ling Piaohan with an almost crazy look at the ground.

opened his bloody mouth and bared the silver teeth stained with blood, which was almost like tearing Ling Piaohan alive, which made people feel frightened.

After Ling Piaohan struck back the spear and forced back the male wolf who attacked him, the other male wolf was not idle.

He opened his big mouth and pounced on Ling Piaohan's chest, and Ling Piaohan had to hold the gun in his hands in a hurry to resist.

The male wolf bit the barrel of the gun that was blocking Ling Piaohan's chest, and after finding that he had missed it, it immediately swung its right paw.

With a "stab", the sharp wolf claws broke through Ling Piaohan's chest, the clothes on Ling Piaohan's chest were torn in an instant, and a blood mark appeared, and blood gushed out.

"Ahh

A golden light lit up from Ling Piaohan's body, and then condensed on his right leg, and then Ling Piaohan kicked at the male wolf's exposed belly.

For creatures like wolves, there is a good saying: "copper head iron bone tofu waist", the demon wolf also belongs to the wolf, and the waist is naturally its biggest weakness.

Secondly, for the vast majority of animals, the belly is also not defenseless, and it cannot protect the internal organs well.

Ling Piaohan's kick directly injured the internal organs of this demon wolf, and the strength spread from the inside to the waist.

It was kicked two or three meters away, howled in the air, and fell into painful convulsions like a puddle of mud after falling to the ground, and never got up again.

"Huh" Ling Piaohan gasped for breath after repelling this demon wolf with a blow. He checked his current situation, and the previous vigorous exercise and continuous fighting had caused him to only have about 20% of his battle qi left.

The wounds on the back and chest were also not treated, and the blood kept flowing out, and it would become more and more dangerous if it continued to drag on.

"Calm down, calm down!", Ling Piaohan reminded himself repeatedly while trying to maintain a high level of concentration.

He knew very well that the battle qi he had left could still use a six-in-one Wind Rush at most.

Although this blow crushed the opponent in a head-to-head confrontation with the she-wolf, for a spirit beast like the demon wolf, there was a huge gap between the combat power of the male wolf and the female wolf.

In the current situation, if he directly collided head-on, if he didn't directly kill the male wolf or make it incapacitated, Ling Piaohan would fall into a state of being unable to resist.

At that time, he really became a live target, and it was only a matter of a moment for the demon wolf to pounce on him and tear him apart.

Ling Piaohan looked at the male wolf, who bared his bloody teeth and let out a low howl in his throat.

For a human-level spirit beast, it didn't have much spiritual intelligence, and it couldn't think of Ling Piaohan's calculation at this time, so it directly rushed towards Ling Piaohan.

Ling Piaohan endured the mental exhaustion and the pain in his body, and concentrated his attention on the demon wolf that pounced.

Just a second before it was about to touch Ling Piaohan, Ling Piaohan turned around sharply and avoided the demon wolf's fatal attack.

But a bloody light still appeared on Ling Piaohan's left arm, and in an instant, the skin of the forearm opened, and a scar appeared.

At this moment, Ling Piaohan didn't care about his injured left arm, and after dodging this blow, he quickly turned around, and at the same time, the light on the golden gun lit up.

"Wind Rush Stab" Ling Piaohan roared, and his right hand charged his strength to stab at the demon wolf in the air that had not yet landed, and with a "bang", the head of the gun sank into the demon wolf's body.

A blood hole instantly appeared on the back of the demon wolf, penetrating the inside of the body, and the demon wolf instantly let out a wail, and then fell straight to the ground, turning into a dead corpse.

"Whew", seeing the demon wolf dead, Ling Piaohan let out a long breath again, his state at this time was very scary.

There were three wounds on the body, one after the other, plus the forearm, all of which were bubbling with blood, which was very scary.

Large drops of sweat appeared on his forehead, his whole face seemed to have been washed, his eyes were weak and weak, and his lips were pale, which was caused by excessive bleeding.

Ling Piaohan held the golden gun in his hand, his body swayed and walked forward, and shot the head of the male wolf who was kicked and injured in his internal organs.

Then, after neatly pulling out the golden gun, he confirmed that the male wolf was completely dead, and then dragged his tired body to kill the she-wolf who had pierced his front paws at the beginning.

In this way, Ling Piaohan was finally able to really breathe a sigh of relief, and all the demon wolves had been killed so far.

Ling Piaohan first sat down against a large tree plate, withdrew the golden gun, and tore a few strips of cloth on his pants.

Then simply bandage the wound on the body to stop the large amount of blood from flowing out.

Then his eyes narrowed slightly, and he meditated and practiced for about ten minutes, and at this moment his battle qi had probably recovered about two percent, and he had some strength to move.

Then Ling Piaohan didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately endured the pain all over his body, stood up, and wiped the spirit storage ring with his battle spirit.

A knife appeared in Ling Piaohan's hand, Ling Piaohan walked towards the corpses of the two male wolves with the knife in his hand, he did not choose to peel off the more valuable demon wolf fur first.

Instead, he grabbed the head of the dead corpse of the demon wolf with one hand, and the short knife planted in his right hand directly pierced the flesh of the demon wolf's forehead, and peeled off the forehead of the demon wolf with a few cuts.

After a few searches, I found that there was nothing I wanted, so I sighed and thought to myself.

"Sixth-grade spirit stones, the probability of appearing is very small, there are so many demon wolves, if you are lucky, I don't know if you can find one."

After getting up, Ling Piaohan walked towards the corpse of another male wolf, and the knife fell in his hand, piercing through the flesh of his forehead, but as soon as the short knife pierced a little, the knife was blocked by a hard thing.

"This, could it be that you have won the lottery? If you don't die, you will have a blessing!"

Ling Piaohan was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly slashed through the surrounding flesh with a few knives, and his fingers probed in.

A round stone with a green glow was removed, and the stone was about the size of a red date, and it was very regular and spherical.

This is the liar that Ling Piaohan met in the market a few days ago, and he thought of the genuine spirit stone that he pretended to be, a sixth-grade spirit stone produced from a human-level first-level spirit beast demon wolf, which could be used by wind-attribute warriors to condense spirits.

Ling Piaohan glanced at the sixth-grade spirit stone, although he was extremely excited in his heart, but he restrained his excitement and put it directly into the ring, he didn't have any time to waste at this moment.

Ling Piaohan immediately picked up the knife again to inspect the other corpses, and sure enough, good luck would not favor every demon wolf corpse.

The remaining demon wolves did not find a sixth-grade spirit stone in their heads, but Ling Piaohan was still very excited, and he was already extremely satisfied with the harvest of a sixth-grade spirit stone.