Chen Tie shouted, and the people jumped up, and everyone was startled by his voice and woke up one after another.

The pair of eyes that shimmered blue in the moonlight surrounded them more and more.

"Quick, light the torch!"

More than two dozen torches were lit, and the entire playground was lit up.

Hiss~

How can this wolf be so big?

Everyone was shocked, wolf, they have not seen it, every man living on the side of the mountain has killed a few wolves to some extent, but they have never seen a hungry wolf as big as a calf in front of them.

Except for Chen Tie, everyone couldn't help but take a step back, Li Chun saw so many powerful hungry wolves, Fang Cai's beautiful reverie was swept away, and his two legs were a little disobedient.

Oh~

A desolate and wild wolf howl came, and on the ancient stone tablet stood a male wolf twice as large as his eyes, and he raised his head and roared, and the full moon on the top of the mountain, as if a trace of white mist had sunk into its mouth, and its whole body was covered with red hair, shining under the moonlight.

"This is? Blood wolf howling moon. ”

Chen Tie's back was cold, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

This is actually the legendary ——— Blood Wolf King.

The lion wolves heard the wolf king's roar, and all looked up at the moon and let out a long howl, and then the several lion wolves led by them bent their hind legs slightly, jumped their heads, and jumped over the two-meter-high fence. The defense works carefully prepared by the villagers did not play a role.

Puff puff

Dozens of wolves appeared in front of the villagers, Li Tie threw a torch over, and the wolves were not afraid at all, bypassed the burning wooden sticks, and continued to surround them.

The wolves went further, and the villagers took a step back. Slowly, the villagers were pressed back from the entrance of the village by the wolves.

The old village chief and others heard the movement, and rushed out with a few older people to support, Xiangying and a few village girls followed behind with some dry food, and they couldn't help but be surprised when they saw the wolf like a calf.

With a snort, the wolf king on the stone tablet let out a sharp roar, and the wolves immediately became fierce, and they burst into a low voice, revealing their sharp white wolf teeth.

Babies were heard crying in the village, and it was clear that all the villagers had woken up. When a group of men heard the baby's cry, their spirits immediately lifted, and the fear in their hearts was slightly reduced.

"Brute, I'll fight with you."

The butcher rushed forward with two bright sharp knives, and slashed at the gray wolf led by him, and the lion wolf twisted his waist, bounced and jumped, dodged the butcher's attack, and bit the butcher's neck directly, and the two actions were done in one go, extremely powerful.

The butcher was so frightened that he forced his neck to twist his shoulder, and a piece of meat was torn off by the gray wolf on his shoulder. The butcher kills all year round, and his temperament is also very irritable, and he endured the huge pain in his shoulder, and with his other hand, he stabbed the wolf's abdomen.

The gray wolf rolled on the ground with a wail, bleeding profusely, dragging out a section of intestines, but it flipped up again, and its triangular pupils showed an even more ferocious gaze, and roared twice at the butcher, and then pounced on him.

The butcher was torn a piece of flesh raw, and his whole body was numb from pain, and he hurriedly took two steps back to his legs, but he was still bitten on his collarbone, only a few inches away from his neck, and he gritted his teeth and sent all the sharp blades in his hands into the wolf's belly.

With a click, his collarbone was actually bitten off alive, his eyes were black, and he fainted in pain.

The gray wolf kicked his leg a few times and broke his breath, but the clenched blood still did not let go.

Chen Tie's heart was terrified to the extreme, this lion wolf group is strong, not afraid of flames, and his intelligence is obviously very high, which is clearly mutated.

Legend has it that wolves will absorb Yuehua's spiritual power by chance, and after reaching a certain strength, they can mutate, and the mutated species can no longer be called simply "wolves", they should be called "blood wolves" or "lion wolves".

He didn't expect that this legend would be true.

It's just that he can't retreat at this time, because he has his wife, daughter and relatives behind him.

He threw away the torch and rushed forward with a knife in both hands.

Yan Xiangying's frightened face turned pale, the bamboo basket in her hand fell to the ground, and the dry food inside rolled to the ground.

Li Chun walked up to her tremblingly and said, "Xiangying, don't be afraid, I will protect your ......"

Xiangying ignored him, and looked at the mountain with clear eyes.

As soon as the wolves and the villagers came into contact, bursts of wails rang out, the butcher was the strongest player in the village except for Li Tie, even he only fought out a wolf, the others lost faster, the wolves smelled blood, became more violent, and bit the villagers.

Within a few breaths, four or five wolves fell beside Li Tie, but he himself was bitten in several places. Facing hundreds of wolves, there was a hint of despair in his eyes.

The villagers fell one by one, and several vicious wolves pounced on Li Chunzai and Yan Xiangying.

Yan Gensheng has been cowardly all his life, but at this time he did not retreat and stood in front of the two.

"Let's go."

He let out a loud cry and slashed at a vicious wolf.

The knife missed.

One wolf bit his arm, and the other directly bit his neck, the snow-white wolf teeth pierced into his flesh and penetrated his trachea, Yan Gensheng's pupils slowly dilated, and the whole person fell down in despair.

"Quick...... Walk ......"

Two words came out of his throat before he died.

"Daddy."

Yan Xiangying exclaimed in surprise and wanted to go forward to check, but two pairs of dark blue eyes blocked her way under the moonlight, and the two vicious wolves were sturdy and circled around him.

Li Chunzai's eyes were dull, the iron sword in his hand trembled slightly, and then, with a sudden sound, he abandoned Xiangying and the dead Yan Gensheng, turned around and ran to the back of the village.

The pride of the village, the genius of the village, actually did not make any effort or resist when the village was in the most crisis, gave up his sweetheart, turned around and fled for his life alone.

It's just, can you really escape?

He only ran a few steps before he was forced back by several lions and wolves, who had already bypassed behind them and surrounded them, and the old, weak, and young in those villages had also become prey to the wolves.

A vicious wolf's fur was glowing with silver light, opened its bloody mouth, and pounced on Yan Xiangying, who was at a loss.

Yan Xiangying was frightened by the six souls without a master, her mind was blank at this moment, could it be that she died like this?

At this critical juncture of life and death, she actually imagined the figure of that young man in her mind, and she didn't know what happened to that poor man now!

Yan Xiangying sat down on the ground in a trance, and just as the sharp wolf teeth bit her snow-white neck, a black fist slammed into the wolf's head.

The vicious wolf, blasted five or six meters away by the sudden burst force, fell to the ground with a wail and never got up again.

The next moment, the figure of the young man appeared in front of her eyes, the thin figure, the young man who was still worried about life and death just now, blocked all the wind and rain for her at this time, and the warmth and grief in Yan Xiangying's heart turned into tears and burst out.

"Are you alright?"

Soul Xiaotian didn't turn around, only asked softly.

"I didn't ...... It's okay...... My dad ...... He ......"

She sat down on the ground, looked at Yan Gensheng who was lying in a pool of blood, and cried bitterly.

Soul Xiaotian bent down to pick up the firewood knife in Yan Gensheng's hand, and another evil wolf pounced directly on him in the gap between him picking up the knife, Soul Xiaotian didn't look back, raised his hand and slashed back, a pale golden light flashed on the blade, and the gray wolf was split in half by the sound.

When the wolf king on the stone tablet saw this scene, his eyes showed human-like suspicion. It roared twice at the bright moon in the air, and the wolves smelled the danger, and all of them put down their prey and looked at the boy in the corner.

Under the siege of the wolves, a dry village man has been killed and injured in only a few breaths, and at the moment of life and death, when they see that someone has come to help, they are inevitably very grateful, and when they see that the person who came is a teenager who was driven away by everyone during the day, an inexplicable complexity appeared on their faces.

The old village chief looked up at Soul Xiaotian, his originally old face became more and more pale, his throat moved a few times, and he didn't say anything.

The wolves surrounded Soul Xiaotian like a tide, Chen Tie was liberated at once, and with the knife just now, he felt the extraordinaryness of the young man.