The cold wind crossed the natural barrier of Beishan and blew onto Long Wenhu's body, cold and piercing. And in such a cold situation, Long Wenhu was sweaty.

This sweat is a cold sweat.

If it is said that Ye Junlin alone, or the White Wolf King alone, it will not be able to pose a mortal threat to Long Wenhu, but if this person and a wolf join forces, it will be enough to set foot in this 'North Cottage'.

Long Wenhu looked at this person and a wolf, and his expression became solemn. Since he established this 'North Cottage', in addition to Ling Yang's several encirclements and suppressions, I am afraid that this is the biggest danger he has encountered.

Long Wenhu glanced at Long Wenbao, and the corners of his mouth twitched. After years of brotherhood, they have become very heartfelt. Long Wenbao nodded knowingly and walked quickly towards the cottage.

"Are you going to find foreign aid?" Ye Junlin said viciously: "When you find foreign aid, your 'big boss' is afraid that you will go to Nai He Bridge to drink soup a long time ago!"

A man and a wolf glanced at each other tacitly, and two mysterious qis, one black and one colorful, rushed out of the sky, like a galloping wind, moving like thunder.

Ye Junlin knew that his occult technique was not very useful, so he put away the occult technique, adopted the most primitive method, and slashed towards Long Wenhu's head. The black ** king followed closely and spewed out a black Xuan Qi, enveloping Ye Junlin in it, this black Xuan Qi was like a set of black armor, protecting Ye Junlin.

It was obviously the first time to cooperate in attacking, but this one person and one wolf seemed to have an extremely tacit understanding, as if they were old partners who had been fighting on the battlefield for many years.

Ye Junlin slashed out with a sword, and his power could open the mountain, and it was unstoppable. But Long Wenhu is not a simple character, I saw him shout, and he actually waved his knife to meet him.

The swords intersected, and the irregular sound waves vibrated sharply, and then the harsh noise of metal intersecting stirred up little by little, shaking all the warriors couldn't help but cover their ears.

A cyan arc moon knife and a black iron giant sword, like two bloodthirsty tigers, intertwined together, kept fighting. Every blow is like the crash of a mountain, and the river is surging.

When the surrounding bandits saw the two people fighting to the death, they all subconsciously retreated more than ten meters away, for fear that they would be accidentally affected by the sword shadows of the two.

The two fought each other for dozens of moves, but they failed to hurt their opponents in the slightest.

Long Wenhu roared loudly, as if he had been greatly suppressed.

Ye Junlin glanced at the White ** King, as if he was signaling the White Wolf King to attack together. The White Wolf King let out a long roar of consciousness and pounced on him like a ghost.

A man and a wolf attacked Long Wenhu from two directions, the black Xuan Qi and the colorful Xuan Qi were like two four-clawed pythons, their blood mouths were wide open, and they bit towards Long Wenhu.

Long Wenhu had to deal with Ye Junlin's sword shadow on the one hand, and beware of the White Wolf King's sneak attack on the other, and he was distracted on both sides, causing him to fall behind unconsciously.

Soon, there was the shadow of Ye Junlin's sword, or the claws of the White Wolf King cutting through his clothes, although it was difficult to cause serious injuries to Long Wenhu, but his clothes were torn, his hair was scattered, and he looked quite embarrassed.

Long Wenhu was furious, and suddenly jumped backwards, this leap was dozens of steps away.

Long Wenhu gathered all the Xuan Qi into his right hand, and then it was injected into his Bronze Arc Moon Knife. For a while, the red light on the bronze arc moon knife was revealed, like a sunset, reflecting everyone's faces red.

"Long Row Knife Technique!"

Long Wenhu swung his sword forward, and the red long snake rushed out of his arc moon knife again. I saw that this red snake was more than twice as big as the one just now, and it was also much stronger in momentum and power.

Ye Junlin and the White Wolf King were not afraid at all, and attacked the red long snake. Ye Junlin's giant sword is like a tower, and the white wolf king's claws are like a fight. Just a face, the red giant snake was cut into nothingness by this person and a wolf.

Long Wenhu's mouth was wide open, and there was an incredible look on his face.

Ye Junlin didn't have time to pay attention to his expression, and came with the White Wolf King to chase after him. The black iron giant sword was slashed out again, its power was like a tiger descending from the mountain, and it would not give up if it did not split the dog head of Long Wenhu.

Long Wenhu was the one who had been bleeding on the knife for more than ten years, but he was stunned for a moment, and then immediately came to his senses. Raising the Arc Moon Sword, he blocked Ye Junlin's giant sword.

"Boom!"

The swords intersected again, stirring up a burst of sparks.

Ye Junlin used all his strength to press the black iron giant sword towards Long Wenhu's head, but was supported by Long Wenhu to death, and the giant sword stopped two inches above Long Wenhu's head, but it was difficult to move forward at all.

Just when the two were fighting with their strength and holding each other to the death. The White Wolf King looked at the gap, and his sharp claws slashed towards Long Wenhu's abdomen.

Long Wenhu was startled, and the red Xuan Qi began to converge towards his abdomen, and at the same time, he suddenly withdrew to avoid this attack of the White Wolf King, but he was entangled by Ye Jun to death.

"Boy, you let go!" Long Wenhu roared.

"What if I don't let it go?" Ye Junlin also roared.

The White Wolf King's claws were instantaneous, and Long Wenhu had a few deep wounds in his moment. Although his Xuan Qi helped him resist most of the attacks, the White Wolf King's claws still ripped off a piece of his fat.

For a moment, Long Wenhu's abdomen became a blur of flesh and blood.

Long Wenhu let out a painful sigh, holding a knife in one hand and covering the bloody wound in the other, and suddenly retreated backwards.

"You gang of miscellaneous things, are all eating dry rice, don't you give it to Lao Tzu!" Long Wenhu, who was annoyed and angry, howled loudly at the stunned thieves around him.

The thieves were woken up by Long Wenhu's shout, and although they were extremely frightened in their hearts, they still drew their blades and rushed towards Ye Junlin and the White Wolf King.

"Look for death!" Ye Junlin let out a low shout, and the black iron giant sword suddenly struck.

The strength of these bandits did not exceed that of the 'Xuanmai Eightfold', and the blades in their hands were nothing more than ordinary broken copper and iron. When these people meet the murderous Ye Junlin, they are like pampered little white rabbits, and when they meet the hungry and fierce peerless greedy wolf, they can only be sent to death.

Ye Junlin wielded the black iron giant sword, like a generation of killing gods from the underworld, like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, and wherever the giant sword went, all the mountain thieves were killed.

When Ye Junlin harvested human heads like wheat, the White Wolf King was not idle, only to see that it faced three bandits one after another, all of whom were killed with one blow

More than a dozen bandits, all turned into dead corpses in the blink of an eye, Ye Junlin has been stained with blood into a 'blood man', but his heart is extremely happy, I don't know why, he recently felt that he has become extremely bloodthirsty recently, as if killing people has become a pleasure for him.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much!" Ye Junlin muttered as he carried the black iron giant sword on his shoulder.

What Ye Junlin didn't know was that some of the dark light clusters in his heart had gathered together at this moment, forming a villain who exuded a terrifying aura.

And the face of this villain is exactly the same as his, and this villain continues to grow with the increase in the number of lives in Ye Junlin's hands.

Long Wenhu looked at the corpses all over the ground, and couldn't help but spit angrily: "A group of useless things!"

In Long Wenhu's heart, there has always been only wealth and women, and as for his 'brothers', they are really worthless in his heart!

However, these 'brothers' of his were not useless, at least they helped Long Wenhu delay for half a quarter of an hour and let Long Wenhu take the healing pill.

Ye Junlin and the White Wolf King pressed towards Long Wenhu again, and the eyes of this person and a wolf were full of coldness. The way they looked at Long Wenhu, they seemed to be looking at a corpse.

"Run!" Long Wenhu had already experienced the madness and bloodthirstiness of this man and a wolf, and he had already lost the courage to fight in his heart

"Can you escape?" Ye Junlin sneered and chased after the White ** King.

Long Wenhu has long been frightened, and a 'vested interest' like him is often more desperate than ordinary people.

"Even the stabbing sword!"

Ye Junlin's giant sword swung violently, and the nine sword qi burst out again, stabbing straight at Long Wenhu.

Long Wenhu only cared about running for his life, and didn't notice the sword qi flying from behind him.

"Boom!"

Nine sword rays exploded in unison on Long Wenhu's back, destroying Long Wenhu's back to a "full of devastation".

Long Wenhu was like a goshawk with broken wings, slumping straight to the ground, begging for mercy in his mouth.

Ye Junlin jumped to his side, without the slightest pity in his eyes, the giant sword in his hand swung violently, and slashed towards Long Wenhu's head

"Bang!"

Just as the giant sword was about to cut off Long Wenhu's head, a purple light shot out from a distance, and it actually shook Ye Junlin's black iron giant sword away.

The White Wolf King looked in the direction where the purple mangs came, and he didn't know what he saw, but he saw that the White Wolf King, who was not afraid of the sky and the earth, trembled.