The twenty or so wolves that wandered were all Yuan beasts, the first order only, Yan San didn't take it to heart, looking at the bald man's movements and momentum, at least he was also a second-order monk, he might not be able to win, it was absolutely no problem to run, but when he saw the three wolves standing still, Yan San was shocked.

The head wolf is black without a trace of miscellaneous hair, his body is only slightly larger than that of ordinary wild wolves, his eyes emit oily green light even in the daytime, slowly baring his teeth, vicious and cruel, the aura around his body fluctuates, becoming a blood-colored cloud, with the bald man's movements, he can't help but turn his eyes, obviously wanting to wait for an opportunity. This kind of look, this kind of momentum, this kind of vitality vision, Yan San is very sure, this black wolf that is not big is a second-order, it may be a third-order yuan beast!

The black wolf was followed by two wolves, one with thick muscles and bones, the size of a calf, with sharp teeth and claws, and the rocks under his feet were all scratched out of cracks, at least second-order strength. The other was thin and withered, half a minute shorter than an ordinary dog, with short front legs, but his eyes were treacherous and smart, and his body seemed to be covered with a blurred cloud of black smoke, although he also stood still, but from time to time he let out a strange cry, as if he was commanding the wolves, and the wolves retreated or pounced with the strange cry, and gradually led the man away from the boulder and into the open land beside the stream.

"Guiyuan Miscellaneous Records" Yuan Beast Chapter has been recorded, Yuan Beast through Yuan Xiu, but also divided into three categories of spirit beasts, brute beasts, soul beasts, among the three wolves, the black head wolf is a spirit beast, the wolf as tall as a calf is obviously a brute beast, and the smallest wolf, in fact, should be called an embarrassment, born soul beast, good at wolf group command, the art of dividing the encirclement and joint attack, and also a kind of soul art, called wolf reading, the middle magician is light psychedelic vertigo, and the heavy one is demented and comatose, reduced to wolf group fish meat. He never walks alone, following behind the head wolf, usually running with his front legs on the front wolf, only relying on his hind legs to occasionally kick the ground, and his body is extremely fragile.

The spirit, body, and soul are all cultivated, and the bald man is dangerous. Yan San turned this thought in his mind. Still hesitating whether to save the bald man, and then how to escape, the black head suddenly turned his head and looked back, and then screamed. The head wolf looked back suddenly, and Yan San saw the head wolf's green eyes looking straight at him, and the air around him was like a cage, so that he was suffocated by breath, and there was only one voice left in his heart: "There is no doubt about a third-order spirit beast"!

"Fool, fool! Beasts are more sensitive, that black embarrassment is still a soul beast, he was too close, and he was discovered!" Yan San stood up suddenly, turned around to run, and slowly stopped his body.

Not far away, there were three Yuan wolves eyeing each other, Xu was already ambushed at the mouth of the valley, and at this time, he was summoned by the black embarrassment and surrounded him. The black-headed wolf roared, the tall brute wolf immediately turned around, and the black wolf also jumped around, with its front paws on the back of the brute wolf, and the brute wolf's body flicked and shot towards Yan San.

Yan San knew that it was difficult to escape as soon as he saw the speed of the wolf, especially when he was surrounded, the distance of fifty meters came in an instant, Yan San pulled out the hidden spring, and slashed at the wolf who pounced on him.

A movement is a cold light.

The knife slashed out from left to right, transmitting a touch from the hidden spring to make Yan San's body tempered by soul fighting make a strange movement, one of his legs kicked violently at the moment when the wild sand wolf pounced, just kicking the back of the tall black wolf in the abdomen, which was worthy of pounce The wild wolf in front of Yan San flipped from back to front, and the whole wolf body turned around, and fell heavily behind Yan San in the direction of the pounce.

When Yan San's body fell down facing the wolf's loss of center of gravity, he kicked out a leg to change the wolf's center of gravity from forward to forward, avoiding damage and making the wolf lose his center of gravity. The bodhisattva's practice has achieved initial results, and this leg is purely instinctive, but it is just right. That knife only brought up a piece of wolf hair and a thin blood mark, it was just a flesh wound for the brute beast, and the second-level brute beast defense was actually strong enough to resist the magic weapon head-on; of course, this was the reason why Yan San did not use the spirit element, based on the third step of his "plan", he did not plan to use the blood element and the spirit element before deciding whether to "seize the spirit".

The fallen wolf was facing the sky on his back, and he pounced viciously and Yan San took advantage of the situation, this fall smashed the sand and gravel sideways, and the weak points of the chest and abdomen were all exposed for a while, Yan San flew up and stabbed a knife in the abdomen of the wolf, the tip of the Youquan knife just broke through the skin, and the wolf had already struggled to roll, throwing Yan San aside and standing again, blood dripping from the abdomen. The brute wolf bared his teeth and roared at Yan Sanhehe, and finally was injured under the hidden spring. It seems that the wolf, despite its physical toughness, still has weaknesses.

The black embarrassment disappeared as early as when the wolf pounced, but at this time, it suddenly burst out from Yan San's back, opened his mouth, and a black and strange wolf's head black smoke flew out, hitting Yan San's head, wolf reading!

Yan San's body was shrouded in black smoke, the wolf was still waiting for Yan San to be dizzy, but Yan San was not affected, he kicked down, turned around and pounced frantically, the dark spring in his hand shone, leaving a faint streamer, and the next moment, the black embarrassment only screamed half in panic, and then a piece of blood light flew up.

The black embarrassment's body was cut in two by the hidden spring, like a broken wood, and his eyes were full of horror, like a human being. It didn't even dodge, not that it was too late, but through the wolf reading, it saw Yan San's soul sea.

Soul spells are slightly involved with the caster's soul, and the wolf reading is a soul technique that confuses the opponent's soul sea, and the caster can see the opponent's soul sea through the wolf reading. The black embarrassment saw it, and then his soul flew away.

It saw the sea of beast souls of the hundred-mile Lethe, the light path of the hundred-meter-high platform leading to the sky, the thousands of beasts bowing down to the subordinate, and the crowned ...... on the soul platform Ten Thousand Beasts Yama!

Lethe Chuan solid soul, ignore the soul art below the fourth level, what is the wolf reading? Attack the ten thousand beast Yama with the beast soul, the soul art is enough to be black and demented from now on, what can you do if you don't die?

The black wolf died, the wolves panicked, and after losing command for a while, they were a little at a loss, the head wolf roared, and the wolves returned to their primitive madness, instinctively pounced. And the head wolf also pounced on the stands and pressed on the bald man step by step.

Yan San heard the roar in the distance, obviously fighting to a hearty place, his eyes glanced at it, and he saw that the beast-like bald man was waving his hand and slapping a Yuan wolf into the air, blood flew into the sky like splashing ink, the green light was like a shadow, the cold light on the claws was shining, and he took the opportunity to pounce in, before the minions reached his body, the Ling Yuan had already formed a sharp aura on the claws, as long as he caught it, he was afraid that if it wasn't iron, it would be torn.

The grass in front of Yan San shook violently, a Yuan wolf pounced, and the tall wolf in the rear roared, not attacking immediately, but bowed down slightly, waiting for a better opportunity.

Attacking back and forth, Yan San didn't care about the wolf behind him at all, hedged with the Yuan wolf, seeing that the two were staggered, Yan San's body suddenly became short, he leaned back, and his legs slid in front of and behind him, and he could pass under the belly of the Yuan wolf, and the faint snort was drowned in the wind. The Yuan Wolf fluttered to the ground, the front paws bent to unload the momentum, turned around, suddenly shook, the blood dripping under the abdomen, a loud sound, the bloody internal organs fell into the dust, the Yuan Wolf fell softly, a large pool of blood had come out of his body, his mouth was constantly wailing, and his bloodthirsty eyes were rarely filled with a mist.

A moment, a knife. The Yuan Wolf that pounced in mid-air did not have any room to turn, and the combined force of the two opposing pounces was all borne by the tip of a short knife, and the huge pulling force of a moment made Youquan sweep the Yuan Wolf from under the Yuan Wolf like a paper stroke, disemboweling and breaking the belly, and the belly was broken, even though the benefits of Youquan could not cause damage to the second-order wolf, it was a divine weapon against the first-order Yuan wolf.

The wolf was visibly startled, and the figure that was ready to pounce stood up again, cautiously taking two steps back, the fierce light in his eyes did not disperse, and he swam away carefully. Yan San turned around slightly, his eyes swept at the wolf, the grass sounded again, the two yuan wolves pounced out one left and one right, one volleyed condescendingly with two claws splitting the wind, the other wolf kissed eagerly, the white teeth were devoured by the forest, the sky and the earth net, the wolf once again lowered his body, looking for an opportunity.

Yan San pounced forward again, rushing towards the Yuan wolf in the air, there was nowhere to borrow strength in the air, the Yuan wolf was also fierce, the bloodthirstiness in his eyes became heavier, and the wolf rushing underground hurriedly adjusted his direction and chased Yan San. "Click" made a tooth-sore biting sound, the Yuan wolf on the ground bit into the air, Yan San's jumping action was just an illusion, the body that jumped out suddenly sank, and it rolled around on the ground, just to avoid the desperate killing of the two wolves, due to the position, the two wolves collided into a ball, whining and screaming, Yan San did not stop, turned back and sent a knife into a Yuan wolf's anus, dragged it on, half turned around and smashed an elbow on the belly of another Yuan wolf who had just turned over. The newly drawn fountain in his hand shot out with electricity, and the tall brute wolf flew out silently.

The Yuan wolf, who was stabbed, rushed forward, just took out Youquan, took a few steps, but the back half of his body suddenly lost its strength, and a large amount of blood rushed down from the huge wound in the anus with internal organs, and it squatted down involuntarily, and then lay down, with a miserable scream in its mouth, and never stood up again...... Another Yuan wolf was hit in the abdomen by Yan San's elbow with a strong force, his internal organs were broken into pieces, and his spine was also broken into two.

The wolf has been gathering momentum for a long time, this pounce is very vicious, the dagger of Youquan is shot at the eye, right in the eye, the abnormal vision for a moment and the severe pain that rushes straight to the brain make it fall into a state of madness that makes it fall into a state of madness where there is no distinction between friend and foe, the claws are waving indiscriminately, rushing left and right, there is no regularity at all, bringing up pieces of fishy wind, Yan San did not have a moment of respite, he couldn't dodge, his left hand was grabbed three times from the shoulder to the upper arm, and the blood dripped down his left hand in an instant.

The last two Yuan wolves also rushed out at this time, Yan San dodged the attack, suddenly reached out and grabbed the hind legs of the Yuan wolf, shouted, threw the wolf wildly, forced the other Yuan wolf away, and exerted his strength with both hands, and threw the Yuan wolf who couldn't help himself towards the tall brute wolf who was crazy.

The wild wolf was already crazy at this time, and without hesitation, he tore the thrown Yuan wolf to pieces with his two claws, and his flesh and blood flew sideways, and his posture was much more cruel and bloody than Zhi Yansan. With this free time, Yan San and the remaining Yuan wolf collided fiercely, and the Yuan wolf put his paws on Yan San's shoulders, but he could only leave a few shallow blood marks, and a big mouth opened and bit Yan San's throat violently. Yan San also seemed to be crazy, his hands stuck at the root of the Yuan wolf's front legs, and without dodging or dodging, he smashed it at the big mouth of the Yuan wolf.

There was a muffled sound, the collision of skulls became dull under the cushioning of fur and hair, Yan San shook his head, shook off the bloody water and cerebral plasma, and threw the pocket-like body of the Yuan wolf aside, just turned around, the wolf's one-eyed was already close at hand, and the fangs and sharp mouth came to the surface.

Yan San barely flashed, and was overturned to the ground by the huge impact of the wolf, and one person and one wolf suddenly rolled into a ball.

Yan San's hands tried his best to parry the brute wolf minions. After a while, Yan San, who was tumbling, suddenly turned quickly, and was caught a few bloody cuts on his body, and the whole person suddenly overwhelmed the wolf, and the injured left hand passed under the wolf's neck, and the entire left arm was across the throat under the wolf's chin, and the palm of his left hand grabbed his right upper arm, and tightened it fiercely, forming an encircling posture, and at the same time holding down the top melon skin of the wild sand wolf with his right hand, and pressed it violently on the left arm.

Cross lock, a kind of strangulation technique in the Bodhisattva. At present, the wolf is almost crazy, the strength and speed Yan San is not superior, this method of close strangulation is the best way to curb this crazy wolf in a short time;

The brute wolf is just a brute beast after all, its head can't be reversed, it can't reach the arm that wants to bite off the throat but can't reach it, and the tearing of the claws can't reach the back, all the invincible attack weapons in the past have become venting and furnishings in an instant, and they can only toss with brute force, but Yan San on his back is like a plaster attached to him, and he doesn't move at all.

Finally, the sand wolf that was stuck in the trachea struggled less and less, and finally lay on the ground on its side, except for the two paws that occasionally scratched twice, the whole body slowly quieted down.

The whole valley was only heard by gusts of wind, and at some point the wolves had dispersed, and in the quiet sunlight, the valley was covered with blood, and the beasts had dispersed.

After a long stalemate, Yan San's arms tightened fiercely, the wolf's bones clicked, and finally there was a click, and the wolf's thick cervical vertebrae were locked, and his body was completely paralyzed.

Yan San grabbed the dagger in the wolf's eye socket, jerked it fiercely, threw the wolf's corpse aside, turned around quietly, and met two fierce eyes like evil fire.

Yan San's body was only flesh wounds, and the scars scratched by a few Yuan wolves were just broken epidermis, and the few scratches of the brute wolf were a bit eye-catching, but Yan San deliberately avoided the vital point, looking at the skin and flesh, it was actually not heavy, as for the blood on the head, it was all Yuan wolf's. Yan San's physical cultivation has also entered the second level, corresponding to the first realm of physical cultivation, not breaking the body, the toughness of the body is not inferior to that of the brute wolf, and the first order of the Yuan wolf is confronted, the unlucky one will only be the Yuan wolf.

The spirit yuan is full, the blood element has not moved, and the hidden spring is in his hand, it can be said that Yan San's strength is still at the peak, but he does not dare to move, the bald man is looking at him fiercely, like a wounded and crazy beast, he will choose someone to devour at any time.