The great wilderness is deep at night, and the stars hang down the plains. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The herd continued to storm the camp, and everyone slashed and slashed.

The ground has long been soaked with the blood of the beasts, and the blood has accumulated, forming patches of blood, which are full of blood and make people almost want to vomit.

The rich bloody aura caused the beasts in the surrounding wilderness to roar again and again, and the falcons in the air cried, circling and flying, and fell sharply from time to time, grabbing and eating the dead beast corpses.

Vomiting and noisy, making people frown again and again.

Zhong Bo held a shield in one hand and a knife in the other.

A huge shield, blocking the threat from the side, a door panel like a giant knife, reflecting the cold light of the stars.

Like chopping melons and vegetables, he slashed and killed many beast leaders weighing tens of thousands of catties one after another.

This giant knife, after killing the giant beast, the blood stains on it actually slid off automatically, and there was not the slightest stain on it, which was obviously not ordinary.

Lie Muyang held a dark red wooden sword, and with each sword stabbing out, a powerful beast died, and in the surging herd of beasts, Xuan Ao's steps tossed and turned, like a beautiful dance.

Although the number of beasts is large, fortunately, the strongest leader of the beast herd is only eight or nine grades.

With these two masters in the forefront, the twelve private soldiers of the Qing clan followed without fear, and the giant shield halberd tried their best to kill the beasts that rushed up.

Yang Hu is the same as his name, wearing armor, leading twenty Ye private troops, forming a battle formation, like a whole, one board and one glance, reminiscent of words such as soul harvesting.

However, the strength of the Mu clan and the Mu clan is only the eight-rank warrior realm, which is considered medium strength among the scholars, and compared with the Ye clan of the Qing clan at this time, the overall strength of the private army is much weaker.

Even though the impact of the beast herd on both sides was smaller, they were a little scrambling for a while, but they still managed to maintain the formation and block the impact of the beast herd.

Qingyang was blocked behind everyone, so naturally he would not sit idly by.

Holding a hard bow with a tension of 700 catties, he constantly aimed at the most critical places, shooting dozens of threatening beasts one after another.

The fighting continued, and there were thousands of dead beasts around the camp, but there was no retreat of the beasts, which made people wonder.

Stimulated by the increasingly intense bloody aura, the beasts became even more agitated.

Qingyang couldn't help frowning, it won't work if it goes on like this, after spending most of his energy, even if he can kill thousands of beasts, I'm afraid that he will no longer be able to fight the Red Ghost Sect.

"The beast is afraid of the fire, and throws torches outward!"

Mu Qing shouted, and then dozens of torches were thrown, throwing out dozens of kilometers of distance.

However, these torches were trampled by the surging beasts before they could ignite the vast expanse of wild grass on the ground.

The power of Qingyang's divine soul can currently probe the surrounding area of 200 zhang, and it is soon discovered that the accomplices hidden in the night are actually a group of strange beasts.

Strictly speaking, it is a group of red blood wolves, nine-grade beasts, and their strength is not very strong.

But the formation of the wolf pack, the combat effectiveness increased dramatically, and more importantly, they also led hundreds of wild wolves, constantly chasing the herd in the rear, squeezing the herd in the direction of the camp.

The only one who can command a group of alien beasts is the beastmaster in the wild settlement.

The wild people settlements whose strength is respected, it is no wonder that the beast masters have always been respected, and the tamed beasts can easily gather a large number of beasts, which is equivalent to an extra army with extremely strong combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

Qingyang snorted coldly in his heart, put on his bow and arrows, and aimed at a red blood wolf and shot it.

However, the giant wolf was extremely vigilant, not approaching the range of three hundred zhang at all, and always taking care to hide behind the herd.

The arrow with a strength of 700 catties roared, but it failed to hit the wolf and was accidentally blocked by a wild donkey.

This fierce wild donkey jumped and jumped away from the pain, and actually kicked a wild wolf to death, and at the same time showed the crimson figure behind him.

Qingyang's arrow attracted Zhong Bo's attention.

He was one foot tall, had an excellent field of vision, and was familiar with the Great Wilderness Beasts, and with the light of the bonfire in the dark night, a blood-red figure flashed in an instant.

Although he didn't see it too clearly, he knew what kind of beast it was.

"Xiao Mu, you come to block it, I didn't expect the enemy to have a beast master!"

Zhong Bo fiercely repelled another wave of beasts, replaced Lie Muyang to the front, and then took out the jet-black longbow captured from the Red Ghost Tribe.

"That's you!"

Zhong Bo let out a low cry and aimed at the nearest red blood wolf in his field of vision.

"Woo~"

In the night, an arrogant wolf howl came.

Qingyang failed to shoot the giant wolf, causing the group of wolves to be unscrupulous, thinking that no one could shoot them, and they became bold for a while.

Especially the blood-red giant wolf at the head, with a cunning and cold look in his eyes, and his wisdom is very high.

Under its command, seven red blood wolves, each led hundreds of wild giant wolves, constantly driving away and biting every backward beast, and even causing the panicked beasts to flee forward.

A blood wolf rushed to the front, and while chasing the herd, he took great care to protect himself and never be exposed to everyone for a long time.

When it leapt from behind one beast to another, it did not expect that a thick black arrow would shoot with lightning speed, piercing its entire skull.

The strength of the arrow is huge, and this huge blood wolf weighs nearly a thousand catties.

Unexpectedly, he was taken to fly up a few feet, and after rolling in the air several times, he fell heavily to the ground, his limbs twitched a few times, and he died silently.

"Woo~~"

"Woo~~"

As a red blood wolf was killed by an arrow, the other blood wolves, not only did not panic, but even had a tyrannical look in their eyes, and they also followed the herd, wanting to rush up and avenge their companions.

These blood wolves are very intelligent, and even at this time, they are only expelling the wild giant wolves to join the charge, and they will not easily approach everyone.

The addition of hundreds of wild wolves made everyone scramble for a while, but the ten carriages were filled with tens of thousands of arrows, which immediately made the private army overjoyed.

Unexpectedly, Qingyang had already asked for so many materials from Dr. Cheng.

With plenty of arrows, these giant wolves are even easier to shoot than giant beasts.

"Whew~"

Hundreds of feet away, the leader of the huge blood wolf that had been staying at the back let out an angry roar.

It didn't expect that Zhong Bo had already stared at it.

In the past, there was always the influence of the beast herd, but at this time, there were many beast groups, and three pitch-black arrows shot quickly one after another.

The Blood Wolf Leader notices that something is wrong and dodges with great speed.

It dodged the first arrow, but failed to dodge the second and was shot in the hind leg.

And a third arrow, shot through its eye, pierced the entire blood wolf's head.

"Woo~"

After letting out a faint and miserable cry, the blood wolf, which had always been cunning, died unexpectedly in the wilderness.

The death of the leader of the blood wolves shocked the remaining five blood wolves.

Qingyang seized the opportunity and shot one after another.

Counting arrows, three blood wolves were killed in a row, and each blow was a direct shot to the vital point.

Zhong Bo's giant bow was like a bead of water, shooting the other two blood wolves all.

Almost at the moment when the head wolf was shot, thousands of feet away, in a sparse forest, a strange bone flute suddenly sounded, as if it wanted to recall this group of blood wolves.

"Whew~"

However, the last blood wolf, with a miserable howl, seemed to be powerless to respond, and then fell to the ground silently and died.