This competition of spiritual power did not last long.

The wolf is a calm and intelligent creature, and when they found that Hu Qing's spiritual power had not weakened as they had thought, and that this monk had not come up with many methods that their demon beasts could not use like other monks, they immediately changed their strategy.

Wolf Armor: This is a poor man, and he doesn't have a talisman formation. Let's go.

Wolf B: You can't fight alone, everyone tore her up together.

Wolf C: Don't give her a chance to breathe.

Wolf: Sneak Attack - Hiccup.

The wolf had his neck cut off by a white kiss that sneaked up from the ground.

The sneak attack of the white snout is like a dormant poisonous snake, it is a cold vessel, and the wind wolf's sensitive sense of smell does not work on it. The slender body glides under the dirt and rocks without revealing a trace, and even if it is held down by the wolf's claws, it can twist and slide out.

Xiao Ming: How is this natal weapon the way of the Assassin?

The wolves pressed down, rose vertically, and jumped in less than a second to the center of the body that was fixed by the wind.

Hu Qing did not dodge, the spiritual power was infused into the shape of thin-pointed blades growing into his hands, invisible blades poked out from between his finger bones, and three pieces probed forward, which was inspired by a big movie. From the arm to the elbow, a fin-like spiritual blade was condensed.

The wind wolf presses the head, and the front paws come first. Hu lightly held his arm in front of him, bent his leg and took a step forward, his arm waved diagonally, and the sharp blade of the fins on his forearm cut from the bottom up. The wind wolf's black paws paused and fell in front of her face.

The outstretched arm swung diagonally downward, and the wind wolf's uncontrollable body collided, and its thick neck slashed across the spiritual blade stretched out of its fist.

Hot blood splattered her face, and she licked her lips, and there was a hint of sweetness in the fishy smell.

The wolf corpse had not yet landed, and Hu Qing had already turned around to meet the second one with its blood.

The first wolf attacked her head, but the second wolf lowered its body and aimed at her legs. Hu sneered and jumped up, and when the second wolf pounced in the air and raised its head, it smashed down with a punch, and the spiritual power blade went straight from its eye socket to the depths of its head.

Soldier.

Xiao Ming: Why can't you get along with your head?

Hu Qing: I'm used to killing zombies, and I don't die until I get my head off.

The third wind wolf had swooped up and pressed down from behind. Hu Qing didn't have time to turn around, grabbed the second wolf's head, threw one leg back high, kicked, and sent it back with a donkey kick.

The wind wolf smashed down, stirring up a cloud of dust and whining, hurting its little liver. Is this man really human?

Xiao Ming raised his eyebrows, or did he cultivate himself? This kind of huge power is very incompatible with her appearance, but it is a good match for her temper.

Killing more than a dozen wolves one after another, the more she killed, the more energetic she became, more and more flexible and faster, and her eyes were greener than the wind wolf looking at her.

Xiao Ming squinted, this is not right, this is not venting, this is enjoyment, right? Is she enjoying the killing?

Really going to be enchanted? It's okay to knock him out or not.

Looking at Hu Qing, who was killing more and more from below, Xiao Ming chose to wait and see.

The wolves were killed by Hu Qing and White Kiss more than half, and suddenly a long wolf howl sounded, and the faint movement in the surrounding mountains and forests suddenly disappeared, and the wolves rioted, and the wolves were excited, and the eyes that threw themselves at Hu Qing were all full of cruel excitement.

Hu lightly sank, is the wolf king not there? Now, the Wolf King is back!

Xiao Ming glanced into the distance, and a giant silver wolf stepped on the trunk of a tree in the moonlight, coming like a dragon.

Looking down at Hu Qing, do you want to fight?

Hu Qing had been dyed red by wolf blood, and she licked her lips, and the color of her bloody lower lip became even redder.

It's all here, how can you not bring back the best wolf skin?

Ah, at this time, if he was a good man, he wouldn't let himself take all the wolf skins back.

If the big girl is here, maybe she can bring all these wolves back alive.

It's a pity that there is only oneself, and I can only kill one and bring one.

Well, in such a comparison, it seems that my old mother is the most incompetent.

Hu wiped his face lightly, shook off the wolf blood on his head, and the wolves had retreated and retreated, making way for the king to return.

Hu Qing was thinking: If the wolf king doesn't take care of the wolves, where to run and fool around?

Wolf King: This king wants to bring fresh blood to the clan. The she-wolf next door is strong and arrogant, just right for the birth of the king's heir. I went to it several times and saw that I was about to hook up, why was my nest served by the monk when I turned around? The little friar is looking for death!

The wolf king did not stop all the way, falling from the big tree to the ground, an acceleration, flying over the wolves in the air, and his huge body was like a mountain covering his head lightly. Under the moonlight, the wolf's hair was like silver, the roots were erect and stiff like needles, and the vigorous body and flexible limbs flowed with moonlight, and the moonlight condensed into ice on the sharp claw tips.

Hu Qing's eyes shrank.

That's real ice!

This wolf king is an ice type!

Teng, my heart is hot, just enough to dig up the demon pill to make a necklace for Hu Nuan, and pick up the wolf skin to make a cloak for her!

The wolf king felt a strong enthusiasm from the thin monk in front of him?

Is this man afraid that he is sick?

Hu Qing, who had made up his mind not to destroy the gorgeous fur, immediately put away the spiritual power blade, only thickened the spiritual power of the body protection by three layers, and stomped his feet, like a cannonball, he hit the wolf king in mid-air.

Xiao Ming held on to the trunk of the tree, dumbfounded, hard to dry? Is this girl a tiger?

Hu Qing is not a tiger, but the wolf king feels the power of a tiger from her.

It did not take a weak monk in the slightest, and when it saw her come with an incomprehensible impact, it did not despise it but did not look up to it, and slammed into her with all its might.

This collision made people doubt life, and wolves doubted wolf life.

Because the wolf king came from high to low, and the two front paws were stretched out, Hu Qing, who did not occupy the advantage, could only give up the best choice of his head, and was forced to aim at the wolf king's rich and developed chest.

This collision was earth-shattering.

In the romance text, it is the heroine's small and delicate head hitting the male protagonist's broad and strong chest, looking at each other, flashing a spark of love.

Now, Hu Qing and the Wolf King are also flashing in their heads.

The wolf king was hit by an iron head and collapsed in the chest, his heart was squeezed and temporarily struck, and the cerebral blood supply was insufficient for a while, and his head was pitch black, and the stars were flashing and flashing.

Hu Qing hit the copper wall and was pierced in the head by a steel needle. Her bones were hard, there was no brain fracture, but her blood was churning, and there were stars in front of her. But her scalp is soft, the steel needle-like wolf burr pierced the spiritual power and pierced her scalp like a mesh all over her eyes, and the blood flowed down in full bloom, back and forth, left and right, and blood entered her ears and eyes.

She hurriedly stopped the bleeding with spiritual power, and suddenly found that this bloodletting, the energy in her body that was blocked and swollen suddenly moved, and began to leak out.

Wipe your face, so be it.

The screaming heart on the tree said, I said that I would bleed, and it would be effective.

In less than two seconds, the wolf king's brain blood supply was unblocked, and he grinned and bit at Hu.

It's going to, piece by piece, tear this damn monk to shreds!

Hu Qing was reluctant to tear it, and she was reluctant to lose a single hair, so she raised her fist to meet it.

(End of chapter)