―― All the way south, fighting wild beasts everywhere, battling hunger and cold, the fur of the giant wolves in the snowfield is glued together with blood and sewage, stained with dirt, and the original snow white can no longer be seen. Because of their prolonged hunger, their bodies are extremely thin, the skeletons above their front legs protrude high, and the large mouths of blood basins exhaling hot mist occasionally drip fishy saliva.

However, no matter how weak the wolves were, the giant wolves in the snowfield were still the kings of this extremely cold world, and hundreds of huge wolves the size of a mountain were extremely disciplined, standing side by side on the wasteland, which was an impassable mountain ......."

The snowfield giant wolves silently rushed to the front of the pass, indifferently looking at the little girl who rushed towards them, like staring at a piece of fresh meat in the activity, there were a few young male wolves behind a little uneasy, but they didn't dare to make any rash moves, but the gasping became more and more intense, and the light in the wolf's eyes became more and more fierce and greedy.

A low roar rang out from the pack, and a strong snowy wolf rushed out of the pack alone, with its head down and mouth open, gasping like a mountain and rushing towards the girl at the pass.

Even if a snowfield giant wolf landed on all fours, it was taller than the two girls combined, and the contrast between the huge wolf body and the small body was prone to produce a sense of despair, and the thunderous running sound exacerbated this sense of despair.

The leap distance of the snowfield giant wolf is abnormal, and it seems to be clumsy to rush forward, but in fact, the speed is very fast, but in the blink of an eye, the snowfield giant wolf rushed out of dozens of feet and rushed in front of the girl. I saw that the strong hind legs of the snowfield giant wolf kicked the ground violently, and the upper back suddenly sank with all the strength of the whole body, and the claws slapped at the girl's small body like lightning!

A huge shadow appeared on the wasteland, and two fluffy wolf claws with a fishy smell tore through the cold air, covering Tang Xiaotang's fresh and lovely Yanen face almost at the same time as the shadow, but there was no look of fear in her eyes, her legs bent slightly, and her body bounced up to the ground extremely strangely, avoiding this pounce and bouncing to a height of ten meters!

Tang Xiaotang, who bounced into the air, looked down at the tall snowfield giant wolf condescendingly, holding the huge scimitar with both hands and slashing it hard, a round of red moon tore through the cold sky, and slashed in the middle of the wolf's head with great precision, making a crisp sound!

The eyes of this mighty snowfield giant wolf seemed to be bigger than a human head, and as an extremely thin bloody mouth suddenly appeared on the wolf's head, the bloodthirsty and indifferent expression in these two terrifying eyes suddenly turned into despair.

With a soft snap, the pair of black leather boots under Tang Xiaotang's feet stepped heavily on the wasteland ground, cracking a few pieces of thin ice that had just frozen, and she dragged a heavy exaggerated scimitar and quickly walked out of the shadows under her feet.

The huge snow wolf's body collapsed like a mountain, naturally failed to hit Tang Xiaotang, she stared at a certain direction in the wolf pack, a trace of determination flashed on her fresh and cute little face, dragging a huge scimitar, in the dust splashed by the wolf corpse, she suddenly accelerated and sprinted towards the giant wolf pack in front of her.

A domineering low roar sounded behind the giant wolf pack in the snow field, and the irritability and anger after the dignity was provoked could be faintly felt in the roar, and with this low roar, the whole wolf pack roared, and the frozen wasteland ground trembled slightly, and hundreds of steppe snow wolves quickly dispersed and began to surround and kill the girl.

The huge and heavy red scimitar dragged on the black wasteland ground, making an ugly harsh grinding sound, and a few faint sparks could be seen from time to time, Tang Xiaotang didn't seem to care that the exaggerated giant scimitar in his hand would be worn by the hard ground, just gritted his teeth and lowered his head and continued to rush forward, only when the giant wolf rushed in front of him, he would raise the giant knife with difficulty and cut it down.

The heavy huge scimitar was lifted with difficulty and slashed slowly, like a red crescent moon moving at will in the night dome, but those snowy giant wolves that came like wind and thunder in the dust could not avoid such a slow knife and fell to the ground in anger under this red crescent, and the huge wolf legs flew around with gushing blood.

In an instant, three snowy wolves fell under the girl's red scimitar.

The two snowfield giant wolves howled wildly and jumped into the air, with a fishy smell, the beast tail around Tang Xiaotang's neck was hunting. She bent her legs and bounced into the air again. However, the snowfield giant wolf pack is very hunting wisdom, and when the siege was killed, they had already guessed her many movements, and a strong wind rushed from the side, and a snowfield giant wolf sneaked up and struck her directly!

And at the front end of Tang Xiaotang's trajectory that was knocked away, there were already three snowfield giant wolves roaring and jumping, and their sharp wolf claws had already poked out from between the festering fur, sneering like knives ready to tear her petite body.

An elegant and angry voice sounded on the wasteland, Tang Xiaotang forcibly twisted his body in the air, the huge red scimitar in his hand was as lightning straight, and the strength of the blade splashed before, reluctantly sealing the insidious ambush of the wolves, avoiding the six terrifying claw marks, and narrowly hitting the head of a snowfield giant wolf.

Tang Xiaotang reached out and grabbed the hair of the giant wolf, twisted his wrist, and the blade drew a strange arc, which pierced directly into the eye socket of the giant wolf, accompanied by that terrible and painful howl, she jumped off the wolf, landed on her feet and dragged the huge scimitar, gasping and sprinting again towards the chalk in the middle of the wolf pack.

There was no expression on her face, and there was no fear or excitement in her clear eyes, but she was unusually determined, as if no danger or difficulty, even a terrible death, could stop her.

The little girl's battle with the Snow Giant Wolves continued, and at least seven Snow Giant Wolves had fallen under the giant red scimitar that looked like a demon, and the corners of her lips had begun to bleed, I don't know if she was injured at that moment during the battle.

The big red knife looked extremely heavy, and she could only drag the scimitar on the ground during the journey, which seemed extremely difficult, giving people the feeling that she could hardly even lift the knife.

Every time the red giant knife fell weakly back to the ground, she always felt that this must be the last time, and she would definitely not have the strength to pick it up again next time, but the strange thing was that every time it came, she was able to lift the heavy giant knife again.

Every time the red giant knife slowly cut through the cold sky, she always felt that this must be the last time, and she would definitely not have the strength to slash out again next time, but strangely, every time it came, she would definitely be able to swing this heavy giant knife out.

The body of the snowy giant wolf was like a mountain compared to her tiny body. The oddly large red scimitar she held tightly in her hand was exaggerated like a red moon compared to her small body.

The mountain-like giant wolf impact didn't make her fall, and the heavy red giant knife couldn't slow her down. When the snowfield giant wolf pounced in front of her, the red giant knife would surely swing out with slow but absolute precision, leaving behind a small mountain of wolf corpses.

The battle between the girls and the wolves was silent and solemn, boring and chilling, there was no shouting between each other, no rest and pause, only the monotonous collision of the red giant knife and the snowy giant wolf.

If the people in the prosperous world of the south had the opportunity to witness such a battle with their own eyes, and had the opportunity to see every collision between this little girl covered in tattered fur and a little red face, and the terrifying wolves, I believe that those people would experience for themselves what a real battle is and what kind of attitude is called fearlessness.

The combat wisdom of the snow giant wolf when it was surrounded and killed should not be underestimated, these kings from the extreme northern cold region, although they are fighting in a foreign land today, although they have experienced hunger and cold for a long time and have lost their heyday, they are still not ordinary human beings can resist.

Tang Xiaotang's injuries became more and more serious, her steps became heavier and heavier, and the red giant knife held tightly in her little hand seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, although the wolves still couldn't force her into a desperate situation, but she was never able to rush into the depths of the wolves.

The low roar that had been silent for a long time in the depths of the wolves sounded again, and this time the voice was extremely strict, no longer angry but somewhat appreciative.

However, Tang Xiaotang listened to this voice, a bad look flashed in his bright eyes, and he guessed what the wolves wanted to do, and the red giant knife in his hand whistled and slashed, and he was about to throw it back into the pass, but he was blocked by several young giant wolves.

The Snowfield Wolves began to divide their forces, respecting the strength of the female human, but unwilling to spare the slowly walking tribesmen south of the pass, who were most likely their last food for the month.

Ten young and strong snowfield giant wolves surrounded Tang Xiaotang, and their fishy mouths flowed. The water, the gray fur on his body was stabbed fiercely, and in an almost desperate way, Tang Xiaotang was left in the wasteland.

More snowy wolves walked behind them in silence, walking in the direction of the pass, and none of them glanced back at the ten young companions, even knowing that most of them must have died at the end of the female head's knife.

The despair in the eyes of the ten giant wolves after receiving the leader's order had already turned into obedience and fierceness, and they stared at the human girl surrounded in the middle, and the wolf claws that poked out of their fur glowed like steel.

Tang Xiaotang Huo Ran looked back at the south, the black braids behind her fluttered in the wind, the hair under the leather hat brushed the blood-stained lips, she looked at the wolves who were about to pass through the pass, thinking about the women and children of those tribes in the south of the pass, old and weak, and her bright eyes dimmed.

Suddenly...... Something very strange happened at the pass.

The strong snowfield giant wolf that opened the way was directly shocked into the air by a powerful and terrifying force, turning into a shrunken black shadow, letting out a terrified wail in the air, looking like a begging wild dog.

Immediately after, the second giant wolf and the third giant wolf were shocked into the air.

A bare-handed man appeared in the pass, his body casually wrapped in a fur-like garment, many places exposed, those muscles as strong as rock and steel, as if they were not afraid of the cold at all.

He ignored the angry roaring wolves in front of him, stared directly at the back of the wolves, and said, "Retreat, or die." (To be continued.)