Chapter 130: Lone Wolf Rusty Knife

The wolves stood still, and nearly a hundred pairs of dark and translucent green eyes glared viciously at Fu Yunge's prey. The man and the wolf confronted each other, and the situation fell into a stalemate for a while.

The snow waves suddenly rolled over and intensified, and the snow in the sky was as big as goose feathers, falling and falling.

In the distance, the sky was once again gray during the day, and the color of darkness was slowly fading. The air warms up with breathing, and a white mist obscures the distance between man and wolf.

The soles of Fu Yunge's feet turned slightly, and he made a creaking sound when he stepped on the snow.

Suddenly, his sharp eyes saw that the wolf seemed to be about to make a move. I saw that the wolf arched his waist violently, and was about to pounce towards Fu Yunge with an arrow step!

Fu Yunge's eyes were cold, his keen movements penetrated the meridians, and he also put on a good posture, planning to deal with the head wolf first!

At the moment when the man-wolf fight was about to start in the wind and snow, and at the moment when the blood was about to soak the plain white all over the ground, suddenly, a majestic roar came from a distance!

A long roar, especially in the snow. The voice is full of majestic internal force in this roar, just like the passage of a hundred wolves, snow everywhere, trembling and resonating again!

Rumbling and roaring, suddenly like thunder in the snow desert, the momentum is overwhelming. The wolves seemed to be very resistant to this long howl, and they no longer cared about the prey in front of them, turned around and immediately rolled up the snow smoke, and fled into the distance.

The sound echoed in the empty snowy field, constantly hitting Fu Yunge's eardrums, and it took a long time before it stopped.

He looked at the wolves in the distance, shocked and amazed, in the direction from which the voice had come.

But it was already empty. His eyes were covered with snow, and he couldn't see where the person who had helped him just now had gone.

Fu Yunge expected that the person just now should be the legendary Desert Wolf Knife Wolf Dust. Now that he has found a clue, he must find him.

After thinking about it, Fu Yunge took advantage of the recovery of a little physical strength, and hurriedly pulled out his legs and hurried in the direction where the voice came from.

............

The yellow snow sea oasis everywhere, the forest sea has already been swallowed by snow foam. Here, the snow drifting in the spare space is connected with the heaven and the earth, and it is reckless.

The lonely cliff, the only thing that lasts for many years is the sound of snowflakes hitting the cliff wall. The cold, black rocks were lifeless, and the whole land seemed to fall asleep in a cage of bitter cold.

Not far from the cliff, a thin felt skin tent was isolated in the howling wind. There was a faint light coming from inside, and there were wisps of the smell of meat.

Outside the tent, the back of a lonely child sits alone on the edge of a towering cliff. The robe swaying in the wind lifted the snow on the ground, and the person who did not move looked like a bronze statue.

At his waist was a long rusty knife. The mottled rust is like the vicissitudes of blood, forever attached to the blade, telling the glorious past of the knifeman.

This sea of snow ...... It seems that there has been no trace for a long time......

His misty eyes stared blankly at the falling snow, and through the layers of snow barriers, there were mountains shrouded in gray mist.

What is the origin of the boy just now......

He subconsciously touched a broken knife at his waist. He didn't know why the boy had come here, but if he wasn't a good person, he would have found him again and slashed him with a knife.

"Whew......" he exhaled a hot breath, a gloom solidified on his rough black and red face.

This knife also seems to have not killed anyone for a long time......

Suddenly, his extremely keen hearing sensed the sound of someone's footsteps approaching.

He secretly grasped the blade, and the rusty blunt knife seemed to become extremely sharp in his hand.

Fu Yunge looked all the way and saw the outline of the tent at the bottom of the mountain. He guessed that the wolf dust smoke was here, so he followed the gap in the rocks and found it step by step.

"It's finally ......"

The mountains were rocky, the snow was slippery, and he climbed it hard. Finally reached the top of the cliff, and Fu Yunge breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, without waiting for him to react, a desperate sword light instantly slashed towards the top of his head!

I couldn't see the man's movements at all, he had already teleported to his side. The extremely fast sword qi has arrived, and the sharp sound can't even catch up with the speed of action!

"Wait!"

Fu Yunge threw off the burden and blocked the grid, and with a "poof", the burden was cut in half, and Fu Yunge took the opportunity of a moment of respite to sideways to avoid the fatal knife.

The contents of the baggage fell to the ground in an uproar. There are coiled and frozen dry food and so on, as well as a letter with the inscription Sharpening Jade Daozhai.

The trick of wolf dust smoke was originally a temptation, not to mention that he had not moved his skills for a long time, this trick should be enjoyable. Seeing that Fu Yunge was not hostile, he put the broken knife back on his waist.

The wind and snow screamed. Fu Yunge came back to his senses, and he was able to see this good Snow Desert Knife Master with his eyes.

At the same time, Wolf Dust was also looking at Fu Yunge with wolf-like wild eyes.

The two looked at each other and fell into silence.

"Are you one of the legendary Five Swords of the Heavenly Frontier, the Wolf Knife of the Desert, Mr. Wolf Dust?"

After a while, Fu Yunge decided to ask first.

Looking at this young man who was able to avoid his own attack, Wolf Chenyan also had a little respect for him. He thought about it for a moment, and his sluggish brain spun rusty, then nodded, "Yes." ”

His gaze scanned the things that had fallen out of his baggage, and the first thing he saw was the frozen piece of dry food. After hesitating hesitantly, he waved his calloused hand at Fu Yunge: "Come into the house with me." ”

With that, he walked ahead and walked towards the dilapidated tent. Fu Yunge looked at his bear-like rugged back, and immediately followed.