Not only that, after the head wolf transformed, the breath on his body was also gradually rising, according to the division of the strength of the heaven and earth beasts in the imperial beast formula, this beast has reached the level of transformation, and Chen Fan raised the same white ape in the Kunlun Mountains of Xuanmen, in terms of realm, at least the cultivation of the Jindan period.

But generally speaking, in the same realm, the ability of alien beasts is a little more powerful than that of monks.

"Whew!!"

The head wolf whose whole body turned into the color of silver frost looked up to the sky and howled the moon.

The sound contains magical power, and it disperses in all directions, and the insects and rats on the ground have fled to the ground, and the wild sand rolls up a layer of strange waves!

But Chen Fan felt a kind of unyielding will, even provocation, from the long howl of the head wolf.

Chen Fan was puzzled.

The head wolf seems to be protecting its pack in this particular way.

So who is the enemy?

Chen Fan looked around, his eyes focused on the corpses that were getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, Chen Fan felt a powerful corpse qi coming out of the corpse knight.

The corpse knight separated from the middle left and right, making way for a few meters, only to see a knight in silver armor walking out with heavy steps, his armor was inlaid with a fist-sized red moon stone, shining with brilliance, and on his chest, there was a shining silver badge, dressed in full armor, his face and hair color could not be seen clearly, only a pair of pupils, shining with a silver glow.

He is two meters tall, and he is holding a Green Dragon Glaive Knife in his hand, the knife is eight feet long, and the dragon pattern is entrenched!

The weapons in the hands of the other death knights have long been rusty, but the long knife in this person's hand is still shiny, and the bloody aura is condensed on the blade, gathering but not dispersing.

What's even more palpitating is that the breath on such a dead rider's body has reached the realm of Yuan Ying, but he does not have Yuan Ying, as if the strength of his whole body has turned into bloody qi, scattered all over his body, and even on his armor.

Obviously, this man should be the leader of these corpses.

He stepped forward, and the knights around him fell to their knees.

This scene is weird, but it also shows how strict these Silver Gray Clan knights were during their lifetime.

"Casa Bono. ”

A strange sound wave came from the Death Rider Leader.

Chen Fan was suddenly startled.

Because of the silver gray family, they actually use an ancient language!

He's dead.

But it still retains some special abilities during his lifetime, even the ability to transform sounds.

And the word Casa, Chen Fan knows what it means: mount!

It was to the effect: brute, get back to me!

Chen Fan suddenly understood why these Silver Gray Clan knights who turned into corpses were a little weird.

Yes, they don't have mounts!

Because, their mount, is a wolf!

In other words.

Back then, these Silver Grey Clan knights died for unknown reasons, but their mount, the Grey Wolf, the Silver Frost Wolf, did not die, but lived in this secret realm and multiplied from generation to generation!

And these dead knights, however, are haunted and want to detain these gray wolves as mounts.

This may be their obsession in life.

Chen Fan once saw a record from the secretary of the Southern Xinjiang Witch Gu, saying that after death, people will become obsessed with it.

Why do these Silver Gray Clansmen still cling to these Silver Frost Wolves after they die?

Chen Fan fell into deep thought.

Could it be because they lost their mounts and were defeated, resulting in their deaths?

So I feel unwilling!

Return of the dead.

I still miss these gray wolves.

Bang!

Bang!

The sound of heavy footsteps interrupted Chen Fan's thoughts.

The Death Rider Boss has moved!

He held the long bloody knife.

His steps were eerie.

It's like some kind of marching pace.

But as he progressed, an awl-shaped wind field formed around him, making his speed faster and faster.

In the end, the whole person turned into a bloody wind.

The long knife was raised in the air.

The silver-frosted wolf was naturally unwilling to be caught.

Perhaps they were once loyal to these knights.

But now, they can't be loyal to the dead.

Wolves are cold-blooded.

But it's also hot-blooded!

Looking up to the sky and howling the moon, its limbs and feet gradually stepped out of the wind ring, and with a pounce of its front paws, its body easily jumped out of a distance of dozens of meters.

It's on the run.

But not a headless escape.

With provocation.

It seems to be contemptuous of its former masters—perhaps the masters of its ancestors.

Phew!

It's obviously not the first time that a knight leader has chased a wolf.

The long knife in his hand made a peculiar sound effect, and he slashed in the air with a dragging knife!

Instantly.

Three blood-colored sword shadows streaked through the air!

The shadow of the knife is condensed but not dispersed, and it is tens of meters long.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

A tiny long slit appeared in the yellow sand, stretching for tens of meters.

Instantaneous depth, more than ten meters.

Yellow sand seeps into the void!

However, three slashes in one slash!

The yellow sand gathered and scattered, gathered and scattered.

The yellow sand is broken.

Turned into golden dust.

The wind stirred up a puff of dust and smoke.

Party.

Two lines.

Three lines.

The torn Gangfeng carried a bloody aura.

Roll towards the head wolf.

In the bloody wind, the head wolf has a vigorous posture, turning clouds and wind, and above the four legs, the whirlpool wind is rolled up, and it is dangerous to avoid.

Chen Fan hid behind the weathered hill and couldn't help but show surprise when he saw all this.

With his current vision, he can naturally see that the death knight's three slashes just now, the terrifying power contained in it, is absolutely difficult for ordinary Yuanying monks to resist, and this strange sword technique does not belong to the category of magic, but a special combat skill!

It is a kind of martial arts to enter the Tao and enter the realm of transformation.

Chen Fan will also use knife techniques, but the phantom knife technique is good at ghosts, surprise attacks, and body techniques, although it is also a category of martial arts, but it is more inclined to magic and sword, like the pure knife technique on the other side, mainly domineering and energetic, Chen Fan is still the first time to see it.

If you want to perform such a knife technique, you have extremely high requirements for your own physical fitness.

And Chen Fan had already cultivated the Six Divine Skills to the point of the seventh layer of the Great Perfection, in addition to his strength and tenacious physical fitness, he was a blank slate for combat skills like this.

This is like, a body of Jiuyang Divine Skill Protector, but he can't exert real power.

In other words, Chen Fan clearly cultivates both law and martial arts, but in terms of combat, the category of martial arts stays in the method of grabbing, Tai Chi, and the thirteen styles of Xuanmen learned in the special intelligence organization, and his techniques, medical skills, have entered the Tao, in addition, for the Five Elements Technique, each attribute, has cultivated the corresponding exercises, and his extremely advanced Ten Thousand Sword Technique belongs to the category of sword formation, sword diagram, strictly speaking, it is also a sword sword!

Now, Chen Fan saw another path of cultivation in the body of the dead!

He has such physical qualities, but there is no matching exercise!

"Perhaps once upon a time, seeking the ultimate with martial arts and seeking the Tao with art coexisted. ”

Chen Fan muttered to himself.

His figure flickered, concealed his breath, and chased after him.

As soon as Chen Fan left, he heard a rumbling sound behind him.

But it was those corpse knights, as if they had received some kind of special instructions, divided into two groups, one chasing the gray wolves, and the other group, turning the direction and wanting to go to the ultra-shortcut to cut off the wolves' retreat.

"Whew!"

The Silver Frost Wolf sensed the Corpse Knight's intentions, and it suddenly changed direction and ran in the direction where Chen Fan was hiding.

The knight leader's long knife turned into a demon, and every slash was like a battlefield battle, with mediocre moves but great power.

When the head wolf passed by Chen Fan's side, Chen Fan was keenly aware that a few of its hairs had turned bloody, and its blood was constantly oozing out.

Yes, it hurts.

Apparently dodged the slash.

However, the aftermath of the opponent's slash still hurt the wolf!

Its breath was rapidly weakening.

But its head was still held high, looking up at the moon above.

It is a proud wolf.

It dares to provoke powerful knights.

But they can't abandon their race!

The Necro Knight is rapidly approaching the wolves.

The wolf's hair stood on end.

Constantly looking up to the sky and howling.

The wolves also let out an oooh oooh echo.

Distance.

A wolf cub screamed.

It was a lonely wolf cub.

Pierced by a sword from the Necro Knight, hanging on the tip of the sword.

Suddenly, the wolves wailed!

The head wolf must return to the pack immediately.

The wind is blowing under its feet, and it jumps in the air!

As it passed by Chen Fan, it sniffed.

Suddenly he stopped with a whimper, and his paws prostrate in front of Chen Fan.

It's not a wolf.

More like a husky.

Chen Fan's nose was sour.

Maybe wolves and dogs.

It's all a kind of animal.

Chen Fan understood its intentions.

"Go ahead!"

Chen Fan shows his figure.

Dozens of meters away, the figure of the heavily armed knight paused, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Outsiders...... Kill!"

The long knife was raised.

Towards Chen Fan's head.

(End of chapter)