Chapter 231: Run
You can't even do a pack of wolves?" In the forest, Mo Dongfeng put his hands behind his back, glared angrily at the five Golden Bull Hall disciples in front of him, and asked angrily.
When this disciple heard this, his face turned pale, and he stumbled: "Belong, the subordinates are not doing well, but, but that group of wolves is really too strange. ”
"That's right, the leader of that pack of wolves is very strange, sitting on the body of a wind wolf, commanding the whole situation, although we are waiting for a high level of cultivation, but there is no way to drive them away for a while. ”
"Since you can't drive them away, destroy them over there!" Mo Dongfeng roared and led the five people forward, his task this time was to enter the ruins and obtain some water from the melter pool in the ruins, but he didn't want to be blocked by a group of wind wolves at the entrance of the ruins, and what was even more hateful was that a group of wind wolves still needed to let Mo Dongfeng do it himself.
The group came to the wind wolves, Mo Dongfeng saw the embarrassment in the wolves at a glance, but it was also clear, he knew how the embarrassment appeared, and he also knew that the embarrassment was not as simple as it seemed, this embarrassment was superior in intelligence, and his subordinates could not help the wind wolves, but it was normal, after all, there were so many wind wolves, and the range of martial arts lethality they could still resist.
But these, under his Mo Dongfeng's hands, are nothing at all, just a group of beasts, looking for death!
"Ancient Wooden Armor, Soul of Jumang!" Mo Dongfeng roared, the blue light flickered around him, and the huge phantom glowing with cyan light slowly lifted from behind him, as if the gods had descended, overlooking the hundreds of wind wolves in front of him, as Mo Dongfeng raised his right hand, the huge figure also raised his right arm, clenched his fist, and smashed it towards the ground.
The wind and waves also opened their wolf mouths one after another under the command of the embarrassment, and the white wind blades gathered in their mouths and kept firing out, but when they hit the soul of Jumang, they would collapse and disappear in an instant.
Bang!
With a loud bang, accompanied by billowing smoke and dust, a mushroom cloud slowly rose up, and the huge cyan fist fell into the wind wolf pack, and the strong air waves and ripples rippled out, countless wind wolves were swept out, and the wind wolf in the center was even more blasted into meat puree, and when the soul of the man raised his fist, only a huge hole with a radius of five meters was left on the ground.
Under the blow of Mo Dongfeng, it completely disrupted the formation of the wind wolves, and the embarrassment was also swept out, and the wind wolf it sat on was even more cut off by the powerful ripples, fortunately it protected it, otherwise it would have been embarrassed