How could Zhao Wen not know the dark green pupils in the distance, he was too lazy to pay attention to it, a group of level 4 phantom wind wolves, Zhao Wen hadn't put his eyes on it yet, just don't mess with himself, provoke, hum, then destroy the group!

Zhao Wen is not a person who has nothing to do, this kind of brute beast on the grassland, like a weed, kills one stubble after another.

"Whew!" In the sound of wind and snow, there was an intermittent wolf howl.

This was the call of the wolf, and the large ghostly fire quickly turned around, away from Zhao Wen, as if he had discovered a new prey.

Well? Hearing the howl of the head wolf, Zhao Wen's spiritual perception subconsciously spread over.

Three hundred zhang away, a snow-white level 5 wolf king Youyue wolf was looking up to the sky and howling!

Six hundred feet away, a group of iron-scaled beasts were running wildly! Behind him, there were nearly 80 ghostly wolves chasing after him.

Ironscale? This place is not too far from Panling City, could it be that which family in the city raised it?

Seeing the herds of iron-scaled beasts, I couldn't help but evoke a lot of memories of Zhao Wen, who used to take care of iron-scaled beasts for more than a year, and still had a good impression of this kind of hard-working brute beast that was close to humans.

That's it! If you have nothing to do, you will pick the skin of this wolf king, which can be regarded as a gift!

The strong move, the weak suffer, just because of such a little reason, this group of wolves, in this dark wind and snow, ushered in a catastrophe.

Zhao Wen made a turn in mid-air, like a gray crane, his arms stretched, his Xuan Qi vibrate, and he floated directly in the direction of the wolf king, gliding for fifty zhang, landing silently, and walking on the snow.

That's right, during this period of practice, the "Seven Cranes Shadow Killing" has already been practiced by Zhao Wen Four Shadows, this cheat has opened up many meridians in the arms and legs, and it is a speed-type stunt.

What brought Zhao Wen was that it was faster, his body was lighter, his Xuan Qi was urging, and he could even glide for a short time.

Zhao Wen was in the dark, like a ghost, swift and silent, rapidly approaching the level 5 wolf king.

Three hundred zhang, just a snap of a finger, it can be seen that Zhao Wen's speed is now.

The more than a dozen strong ghostly wolves guarding the wolf king's side didn't react at all, only the wolf king noticed a trace of killing intent, and reluctantly turned his head, but unfortunately it was useless, Zhao Wen's Youtan gun was accurately inserted from its left eye, and its right eye was inserted, and the brain was sparse, and it only wailed for half a sound, and then died.

Level 5 Wolf King, that is an existence that is even more powerful than a martial artist, died in an instant.

However, this is also the result of Zhao Wen's efforts to explode for its fur.

Gently pulling out the bloody tip of the spear, it directly sprinkled countless gun shadows, and the dozen or so guards of the Phantom Wind Wolf became a corpse before they had time to escape.

After a slight hesitation, Zhao Wen's spiritual perception was released, and he found that the group of iron-scaled beasts could still support for a moment, so he did not hesitate to start peeling the skin.

Zhao Wen has never practiced the work of peeling the skin, but under the strong spiritual perception, the structure of the connection between the body and the fur of the wolf king is unobstructed, and the hand that depicts the runes are as stable as a rock is even more unlikely to have a trace of mistakes, the tip of the gun first gives the dead wolf king a popping chrysanthemum, and then gently sends it in, removing the connection between the fascia and the muscles, and after a while, a complete snow-white wolf skin was faded by Zhao Wen.

After thinking about it, the wolf leg meat seemed to taste good, and the two hind legs of the wolf king were removed.

Then he did the same, casually peeled the skin of a guard wolf next to him, wrapped the meat on his hind legs, and stuffed it into the baggage with the skin of the wolf king, tied it up, and tied it to his body.

The poor generation of wolf kings howled in the night, and they were gone.

It can be seen that you should not scream at night, and if you are not careful, you will lose your life.

Zhao Wen stood up and chased after the group of iron-scaled beasts.

After such a delay, the iron-scaled beast had already run out with the wolves seven or eight hundred feet away, and those poor ghostly wind wolves did not know that their king was dead, and they were still chasing after the iron-scaled beast, salivating for a long time in their mouths, and fantasizing about delicious supper in their minds.

It's a pity that death came, and a big gun fell from the sky, like mowing grass, but in a moment there were few of the more than 80 ghostly wolves still alive, holding their tails, scurrying around, and disappearing into the vast night.

The remaining few lone wolves must not have a good time in the future.

Zhao Wen couldn't control it, and he didn't bother to chase it.

Only on tiptoe, he jumped onto the back of the leading iron-scaled beast.

This group of iron-scaled beasts was obviously raised by humans, and Zhao Wen rode without any fierce resistance, as if he knew Zhao Wen's strength, and honestly carried Zhao Wen.

How long has it been since you've ridden the steppe on an iron-scaled beast?

The moment he landed on the back of the iron-scaled beast, Zhao Wen was almost in a trance.

Gently stroking the neck of the iron-scaled beast that sat down as a sign of comfort, Zhao Wen closed his eyes and felt the cold wind mixed with snowflakes blowing on his face.

He didn't control it, and let the ironscale beast continue to run wild with him.

After running for a long time, Zhao Wen felt that something was wrong.

With Zhao Wen's understanding of the iron-scaled beasts, they had been chased by wolves before, and they had been running hard for a long time, and now they had been running for so long, it stands to reason that this group of iron-scaled beasts should slow down slowly, so as not to die of exhaustion and dehydration, but this group of iron-scaled beasts ......

Zhao Wen looked back, and saw that none of the iron-scaled beasts behind him were left behind, and they were still struggling in one direction.

...... this direction, isn't it the direction of the beast field on the edge of Rock Town?

Could it be that these are the iron-scaled beasts raised in the beast farm? How did you get here? Beast Field? Could it be that something has happened......? A trace of doubt climbed into Zhao Wen's mind.

After running for a long time, it was estimated that for half an hour, the mouth of the iron-scaled beast was already foaming at the mouth, and Zhao Wen also took off and changed to a different one to ride on.

In this way, even changing several horses, the uneasiness in Zhao Wen's heart became more and more intense, and he couldn't hold it anymore, and with a light tap under his feet, he broke away from this group of iron-scaled beasts and ran in the direction of the beast field.

I silently prayed in my heart that this group of iron-scaled beasts could hold on, and I would take the lead and go to the beast farm to find out first!

Zhao Wen's current speed was much faster than that of the Iron Scale Beast, and he was speeding forward in a straight line.

An iron-scaled beast galloped hard, which was equivalent to the speed of a warrior realm cultivator running with all his might.

Zhao Wen is currently in the Martial Venerable Realm, and with the blessing of a body technique like "Seven Cranes Shadow Killing", with full strength, the speed is not ten times.

Although the grassland is vast, Zhao Wen's strength is not what it used to be.

In less than two hours, the beast field was in sight.

In the dark night, although the snow was falling, the fire spread in the distance, which was still very eye-catching, and there was a faint sound of shouting and killing.

Something really happened, Zhao Wen chuckled in his heart, took a deep breath, and increased his speed again.

Beast Field.

Two groups of men and horses strangled together, blood splattered, fires were ignited in many places, and the entire beast field was in chaos.

Screams, collisions, roars, swearing, corpses were strewn all over the ground, a mess.

In the firelight, a blood-smeared banner was planted straight on the ground, and a picture of a fierce wolf with a hideous face on it was particularly hideous.

Two of the most striking arenas stand out.

One place was the beast field owner Duan Yan and a leather-robed man were fighting fiercely, Wu Zun's aura was violently shaken, and within a hundred zhang of the surrounding area, everything was swept away, and no one dared to approach.

However, Dahan obviously has an advantage in physical strength, and his moves are wide open and closed, and Duan Yan is obviously quite difficult to deal with.

In another place, more than a dozen martial artists were fighting, and some strong men wearing leather robes and showing half of their shoulders in the winter obviously had the upper hand, crushing the martial artists on the side of the beast field to death.

However, there were also two cloth-clothed martial artists on the side of the strong man in leather robes, both dressed in black, frantically attacking the martial artists on the beast field side.

In this situation, it is only a matter of time before the beast field side loses.

With a miserable scream, a martial artist on the beast field side was careless, his arm was cut off by a giant axe, and blood rushed out of the distance.

The martial artist covered his arms and gritted his teeth and shouted: "Hu Yubiao, if you eat inside and out, you won't die well!" ”

Hu Yubiao, who was dressed in black, was mixed in the team of strong men in leather robes, and laughed when he heard this: "You are the one who died!" ”

With a sharp slash of the giant axe in his hand, the head of the severed-arm martial artist rose into the sky, blood spurted three feet from his neck, and he fell to the ground and died.

"You still don't surrender? It's better to die than to live, do you really want to bury that old horseman? A shrill voice remembered that it was the captain-in-waiting!

"Dog's day! You two brutes! Those who eat the owner, drink the owner, and dare to collude with the notorious "fierce wolf" bandits, Lao Tzu will not kneel and lick you beasts even if he dies! A martial artist from the Beast Farm side shouted angrily.

"Isn't it just a death, cut these bitches to raise!"

"Killing one is enough, killing two is profitable, slaughtering these beasts!"

The Beast Field Fang Martial Master did not give in, gritted his teeth and carried it to death!

Hu Yubiao and Captain Hou's faces were ugly, and they didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup Duan Lao Pifu poured into these people, it stands to reason that the general trend has gone, and these people will not be so desperate.

There is no good way at the moment, and the rebellion is ineffective, so I have to kill hard.

On the other side, Duan Yan's heart was already cold.

After thousands of calculations, I didn't count the big leader of this "fierce wolf" bandit, but he was in the same martial arts realm as him.

A martial venerable is already a martial artist, extremely noble, how can he be a bandit? The martial arts of the Haori Empire, who is not above 10,000 people, pampered and pampered, how can he be a bandit hiding in Tibet in this deserted grassland?

Duan Yan couldn't figure it out.

Fortunately, I had already seen that Hu Yubiao and the captain Hou were antipathetic and arranged.

He has also successfully consolidated the realm of the early stage of Wuzun, and a quarter of his Xuan Qi has been transformed into Gang Qi, and he can still support it for a while, so as not to be defeated.

However, now Duan Yan is regretting it, and let Manager Zhou let out the wind earlier, saying that he has a grandmaster friend who lives in seclusion in Panshi Town, so that these subordinates of his have always believed that his grandmaster friend will help in a crisis.

But in fact, only Duan Yan knows, and the grandmaster who only has a one-sided relationship doesn't know where to go now, how can he help him?

Struggling to resist the fierce attack of the leather-robed man of the Wuzun Realm, Duan Yan was disheartened, he was afraid that he would have no hope of returning to his family, and he would have to bury his bones here.

That's it! Why bother with these loyal subordinates who follow them, let them run for their lives, it is better to escape one by one than to die here.

Duan Yan was about to admit frankly that there was no grandmaster to help, but he suddenly felt an extreme chill rise from the bottom of his heart.

But I saw that the "fierce wolf" battle flag erected high suddenly "Bang!" With a bang, he was smashed.

The sudden change surprised all the masters present!

The great man in the leather robe of the Wuzun Realm was agitated, and the halberd in his hand struggled to split, shaking Duan Yan six or seven feet.

He suddenly turned around and shouted angrily: "Who dares to harm me? ”