Chapter 198: The Prototype of the Sword Formation
Puff puff......
Blood flowers suddenly bloomed on the demon beasts, and they suddenly let out bursts of painful wails, but the huge impact force from the bounce still made them fly in mid-air, and they jumped over Lu Ming's body all the time, at this time, the four swords were raised at the same time, and another sword flower flickered, and when the three demon beasts landed, only a pile of broken wolf meat remained.
Blood, everyone's face, body, is a thick layer, the unique bloody breath of wolf blood not only no one has any discomfort, but it stimulates the blood even more, of course, the wolves like blood.
Many vicious wolves will take a few mouthfuls of their companion's flesh when they attack, providing themselves with more powerful strength, especially white-haired wolves, in the eyes of demon beasts, beasts are originally their food.
More than a dozen wild wolves pounced on Qing'er, her little face was full of killing intent, she didn't retreat even half a step, the sword in her hand was extremely tricky and ruthless to kill the wild wolf that rushed to the head, and then she was on one side, slightly lowered, with her wrist behind her, and a back sword style was just formed, and the two wolves hit it, and the biting wolf's mouth was suddenly shattered by the destruction sword qi.
Suddenly, among the wild wolves that came together, a creeping white-haired wolf jumped out suddenly, it bit Qing'er's throat at nearly twice the speed of the wild wolf, and then swished a few times, and jumped out of three, but at this time, dozens of wild wolves rushed at once, and they completely pounced on Qing'er, and the wild wolves that had been rushing towards others began to retreat slightly, but when these people wanted to help Qing'er, they began to jump and move and fight.
Changed tactics? Lu Ming raised his eyebrows. The figure flashed extremely quickly in front of Qing'er, and the sword in his hand stabbed several times in a row, eliminating the white-haired wolves, and then the wind fast sword was deployed, and the whole person was like a whirlwind, and it was actually with his own strength, he resisted the attack of the entire ten wild wolves in an instant, and then he ushered in a bigger wave.
"Rainstorm Sword!" Ouyang Luo saw that Lu Ming couldn't be separated, and suddenly let out a loud shout, and the sword technique came out. There were a few stars shining all around him. Extremely quickly solved the wild wolf that was entangled, and didn't care about the splashed minced meat on his body, he came directly to Qing'er's side, ignoring that a wheezing wild wolf had already bitten his ankle. Bit through the cowhide boots. He stabbed his teeth into his own flesh. Shengsheng split a white-haired wolf that had already grabbed its claws into Qing'er's shoulder, and then cut off the wolf's head on his ankle with a sword.
Thundered...... Zhuoligetu seemed to be an unrestrained bison, striding forward. He slapped away the two jumping wolves with a sword, and then slammed into several wolves with his shoulder, and the few wolves who were already obviously about to bite Qing'er were even more unwilling to grab him at this moment, and then flew out with their eyes.
"Breeze Sword Technique. Leng Jian snorted coldly in his heart, and the sword jumped into Lu Ming's battle circle, and the sword in his hand was full of coldness, killing the wild wolves one by one.
For a while, the blood was sprinkled like a torrential rain, and the wailing sound was even more like rolling thunder, wolf meat, internal organs, intertwined and mixed, splashing everyone's body and face, they didn't even look at their own injuries, just fight, kill, and kill until the wolf blood gathered into a stream!
With a strong tenacity, the five people cracked the siege of the wolves, and then on this small hill, a defensive formation was launched, the distance between them was not close, but the sword light was intertwined, but it was densely packed into a big net, and it was a little jerky at the beginning, but under the run-in of nearly two hundred and dozens of beasts and monsters, they could already achieve a fairly tacit understanding.
Whew!
There was a sudden howl in the mountain forest, and the beasts and monsters stopped in an instant, and they looked at the humans on the hill with merciless eyes, although the dark sky would give them a greater advantage, but the beast king's orders had to be obeyed.
They glanced at the humans who still exuded strong fighting intent again, turned around unwillingly, and began to leave.
"If you want to go?"
Ouyang Luo's sword eyebrows were raised, the fierce killing intent in his eyes bloomed without reservation, he jumped down the hill, his steps rushed towards the retreating wolves like flying, on the way, he kicked away an old wolf that ran slower, and rushed into the wolves with his sword.
Lu Ming didn't say a word, he chased after him directly, and wielding the reincarnation sword was a slash, and the other three people also chased after him.
The wild wolves who escaped suddenly felt that their legs were too few, but who would have thought that these five humans were so fierce that we all retreated, but they directly chased and killed, which was really more fierce than wolves!
It was dark, but it couldn't suppress the bloody gas in the valley, a few hunters were suddenly startled, after seeing countless wild wolves running away with their tails, they decisively chose to go out of the mountain, but the hunters were thinking, what kind of existence is it that makes the beasts so afraid?
Lu Ming and the others walked back slowly, and on the way, they also replenished their swords one by one with some wounded beasts that still had residual combat effectiveness, and he knew that in this mountain forest where there were many unknowns, there was no safer campsite than here.
Zhuoligetu shook his huge body, although there were several bleeding injuries on his chest and shoulders, but these were small injuries for him, but when he saw the wolf corpses all over the ground, he couldn't feel the pain of the wound, only excitement!
"It's cool, it's so cool, hahaha...... Is that all the old man can do? Let him let the horse come over and see if we can catch it!haha..."
In the valley, the fat man's laughter is amplified and played back, like a simple hunter returning with a full load.
Leng Jian is still very cold, and he is also very arrogant, but he is not arrogant, in this battle, he has fully recognized these companions, especially what surprised him was that Qing'er, the tenacity and persistence of this little girl, was that the wolf's teeth had touched her throat, and she could still calmly send the sword into the wolf's body first...... It's really a woman who doesn't let her eyebrows go!
Qing'er was still extremely shocked to look at the wolf corpses all over the ground, and even wondered, was this really her own doing?
Lu Ming smiled indifferently, took out various healing pills in his arms, gave them to Qing'er, and then distributed them to everyone, and there was also a scar on his leg, which was left by a white-haired wolf king lurking beside Qing'er, but it was not in the way.
After a while, a bonfire burned again, the aroma of barbecue and the chatting between everyone were intertwined, Lu Ming knew very well that although the wisdom of the beast herd was strong, it was not as strong as humans, but after this run-in, the previous fit with each other increased, and the combat power was no longer comparable to a lone wolf.
It's just that the only exception is Lu Ming, he was a complete lone wolf, only without any ties, he can exert greater combat effectiveness, but the era of lone wolves has gradually passed, and he has begun to adapt to the life of a team.
The night passed like that.
At this time, the mentor marched into the Nanling Mountain Range with his hands behind his back in the morning light, and the expression on his face was already frozen into ice: "Now these young people, one by one, are in the habit of being pampered, and they have long lost the basic principles of swordsmen and don't know where to go, if you can't see these swordsmen later, then you will definitely not bring these wastes again! If I don't bring them, I want to see which other mentor dares to bring them?"
Although this mentor is because of his bad temper, the colleagues in the Sword Hall are reluctant to associate with him, although those swordsmen are not afraid of him, they also want to stay away from him, and it is best not to provoke this old great sword master with the nickname 'Mad Wolf'.
The mentor looked up at the valley, and it was as quiet as a lake, and what about the beasts, the monsters, and the people.
"I knew that this waste would not last!" the tutor walked angrily, he paused, and wanted to simply go back and forget it, these are all waste wood, and it is not worth going to see for himself.
But he was a little unwilling, was he so unlucky to be chosen by a group of waste wood? I'll go and see how far they waste firewood!
The old man walked with his hands behind his back, but he had only taken a few steps before his brow furrowed, and he looked like a real old man at this moment.
What's going on? How can there be such a strong smell of blood?
The old man was surprised, and his steps went from breathlessness to leap straight up, and stepped on the top of a big tree, but when he just glanced at it, he was shocked in his heart.
Corpses! The corpses of monsters and beasts are all over the ground!
The mentor was directly shocked by these corpses, he originally thought that if these sword students did not escape, then it would be good to hold on to their own rescue, after all, the realm of each of them is in their hearts, and the corresponding combat power has also been calculated, and the demon beast should completely overwhelm them, right?
Unexpectedly, they actually won, the old man's heart gradually relaxed, and a smile of relief appeared on his face unconsciously: "Wait...... What is that? How can there be traces of anti-pursuit monsters?"
The old man glanced at the wolf corpses, and following the arrangement of the dead corpses, there were all the routes of bloody battles, breakthroughs, and even counter-pursuit and killing in his mind, and even their arrays.
The old man's eyes lit up, this formation integrates offense and defense, and it can be called a model of a sword formation!
"These little guys know how to heal their wounds after the war, yes, but their injuries are actually skin injuries, after such a tragic battle, they didn't hurt their muscles and bones?"
The old man found these swordsmen in a rather hidden place, and found that they were not only healing, but also sitting very calmly around a pile of wolf skins......
The old man was even more surprised than seeing the wolf corpse this time, there was no tired breath on their faces, which showed that they had a good night, and their psychological quality was even better, and the breath on everyone's body had a feeling of getting stronger and stronger! (To be continued......