Chapter Thirty-Five: The Wolves
Looking at the dozens of wind wolves in front of them, the hearts of the six monks couldn't help but become solemn. All of a sudden, various shields of light and defensive magic weapons were sacrificed.
"Whew"
At this moment, a loud wolf howl came from behind the wind wolves. The moment they heard this wolf howl, the six of them knew that something was wrong.
This wolf howl was an attack order from the Wind Wolf King. Sure enough, before the wolf howl fell, the wind wolves launched an attack on the six monks.
In an instant, I saw dozens of wind wolves, all of them rushing towards their respective targets with hideous faces.
Seeing this, the six monks dared to hesitate at all, and immediately stimulated the magic weapon to the extreme, and in an instant, the six of them and the wolves fought fiercely.
The second young master didn't dare to approach, for fear of setting himself on fire.
With a cup of tea, the corpses of these forty or fifty wind wolves were already lying on the ground, and looking at the six monks, there were also two torn clothes in tatters, and their bodies were stained with blood, and they were obviously not lightly injured.
A quarter of an hour later, there were only forty or fifty wolves left in the pack besieging the six monks, and the wolf king was looking for an opportunity to attack.
The second young master didn't help anymore, and when the six monks fell, it was estimated that he would not be able to escape the wolf's kiss. Gritted his teeth and helped them.
How to help, after a while, a rough plan appeared in the second young master's mind, and after a short thought, he decided to act according to this plan.
So, the second young master quietly moved in the direction where the Wind Wolf King was, and the plan he had just thought of was to kill the Wind Wolf King first, let the wolves fall into chaos, and then help the six monks kill those Wind Wolves.
It was a windwind wolf covered in cyan fur and more than twice the size of a normal wind wolf. Judging from the size and the aura it exuded, the second young master could tell at a glance that this was the Wind Wolf King.
At a distance of approaching the Swift Wind Wolf King's thirty zhang, the second young master used the fish dragon to swim towards the Swift Wind Wolf King, thirty zhang is also the maximum distance that the second young master's divine sense can cover now, and it is also the maximum distance of the flying sword attack, beyond this distance, the flying sword magic weapon is not well controlled, and it will also lose its power, when it rushes into the twenty zhang, a cyan streamer stabs down towards the wolf king, and at the same time, with both hands, the ground under the feet of the wind wolf king turns into a piece of quicksand.
Between the lightning and flint, the Qingli cold light sword stabbed fiercely on the wolf's head, and the wolf king's head slammed forward, and the blue light flashed, knocking the flying sword upside down and flying back.
"Whew"
The Wind Wolf King showed a hideous color, a roar of rage, it pounced towards the second young master without showing weakness, the second young master's consciousness moved, Qingli Han's light sword turned his head and stabbed down at the left eye of the giant wolf, the giant wolf was forced to stretch out his front paws to shoot the flying sword away, and at the same time, the action of pounced on the second young master also slowed down, and the second young master started with a fish and dragon swimming step, and opened a distance of twenty zhang with the giant wolf in a flash.
Peeking into the six monks, the remaining four monks were still fighting, and the other two monks were unknown if they were alive or dead. Because the wolf king was restrained by the second young master, the wolves were less commanded by the wolf king, and the wolves were not as fierce as just now.
The second young master was overjoyed, it seemed that he would not be besieged by the wolves for the time being, as long as he dealt with the wolf king.
You come and go, the second young master uses the fish and dragon to swim and fight with the Wind Wolf King.
After a cup of tea, at this time, the Wind Wolf King once again flew towards the second young master, drawing an afterimage in the air, a huge wolf mouth, exuding this bloody breath, and biting down on the second young master's head.
Seeing this, a gleam flashed in the eyes of the second young master, what he was waiting for was this opportunity, as soon as he slapped the storage bag, a stack of firebird talismans appeared in his hand, and with a shake of his hand, five firebirds rushed into the mouth of the giant wolf.
"Bang~"
There was a bang from the mouth of the Wind Wolf King, half of the wolf's head turned into a bloody mist, and the remaining half of the wolf's head drooped down, fell to the ground and convulsed a few times, whimpering for his life.
At this point, in a short period of time, the life of the Wind Wolf King was lost in the hands of the second young master. The death of the Wind Wolf King immediately stimulated the remaining thirty or so Wind Wolves, and their eyes were red and they abandoned the remaining three monks and flew towards the second master.
The three monks saw the opportunity to let go of this group of beasts like this, and manipulated the magic weapon to attack the wolves frantically, and the second young master also manipulated the Qingli Cold Light Sword to attack the wolves.
But how can the wolves without the command of the Wind Wolf King be their opponents.
After continuing to fight for half an hour, the last wind wolf was unwilling to die under the attack of the second young master.
"Poof, poof, poof" The sound of three objects falling to the ground was heard, but it was the three monks who saw that the last wolf had also been killed, and they all sat on the ground.
The second young master put away the magic weapon, only keeping the Xuanshui Essence Golden Shield rotating around his body, and turned around to check on the other three monks, this look, the second young master couldn't help but retch, it was too miserable.
One of the monks had half of his head gnawed off, the other had only half of his body left, and finally the monk was relatively intact, also covered in scars, his robes wet with blood, and his body was cold.
The second young master waved his hand to collect the storage bags and magic weapons of the three people, and then pinched them, released the swamp technique, and buried the bodies of the three people in it, it is estimated that the grass here will be denser next year. The second young master couldn't help but sigh.
The Second Young Master glanced at the three monks who were recovering from their injuries, and turned to deal with the corpse of the Wolf King, the fur of these Wind Wolves was a very good training material that could be used to make defensive weapons. Since the Wind Wolves are social monsters, few people pay attention to their fur. Therefore, the price of the fur of the wind wolf on the market now has reached the level of thirty spirit stones. Moreover, the fur of the Wind Wolf King is even more precious, ten times that of the average Wind Wolf.
After disposing of the corpse of the wolf king, the second young master began to deal with the corpses of this group of wind wolves again, and the bloody aura emitted by so many wind wolves was easy to attract other demon beasts to peep.
In an hour, the second young master cleaned up the entire battlefield, and then used quicksand to bury the skinned wolf corpse, put all the wind wolf fur into the storage bag, and returned to the three monks.
"Three fellow Daoists, let's get out of here quickly, if other demon beasts arrive, it will be troublesome." The second young master said.
"Thank you for saving me." The three monks stood up, clasped their fists and thanked them.
A quarter of an hour later, the four of them came to a small hill, and one of the monks at the head stopped and said.
"Three fellow Daoists, let's repair it here, and wait until we recover from our injuries before moving forward."
Only then did the Second Young Master take a closer look at the remaining three monks, one of them was an eighth-level Qi practitioner, and two of them were the same as the Second Young Master who were practicing seventh-level Qi.
The man on the eighth layer of Qi training looks like he is twenty-two or three years old, wearing a gray and white robe, his face is white and beardless, thick eyebrows and big eyes, he looks a little heroic, the two monks of the seventh layer of Qi training, a man and a woman, the male cultivator is wearing a moon-white robe, he looks like he has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and between his gestures, he has a free and easy atmosphere, and the woman next to him is beautiful, at the age of twenty-four or five, he obviously did not deliberately dress up, but it also gave the woman a bit of simplicity.
"Three fellow Daoists, under Zhang Yu, dare to ask the names of the three honorable surnames" The second young master said lightly, the Xuanshui Essence Golden Shield around him was not put away, and it still slowly rotated around him.
"In Xia Zhu Yuanfeng, this is Qi Cang Qi Daoyou, this is Qi Yin Qi Fairy, thank you Zhang Daoyou for saving me" The monk led by the monk said with a smile on his face.
"Three fellow Daoists, let's divide the materials of the wind wolf" After speaking, the second young master waved his hand, and there were many more wolf skins on the ground.
"Zhang Daoyou, I haven't thanked you for saving your life, we really don't have the face to share these materials." In the end, the second young master reluctantly put the wolf skin on the ground into the storage bag.
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