"Puff puff ......"

"Woo...... Woo......"

On the grassland frozen for thousands of miles and snowy for thousands of miles, Luo Changfeng wielded the invincible Pure Jun Sword and fought with the wolves.

The cold light shone wildly all around him, and blood spilled in the air.

But this may not be called a fight, but a slaughter, the slaughter of a pack of wolves by one man.

His form flickered among the wolves, and no wolf could touch the corners of his clothes.

And the cold rays drawn by the pure Jun sword have always been strung through one after another, blooming blood flowers.

The wolf is not only more intelligent and cunning than other beasts, but also has a fierce and brave nature, and indomitable tenacity.

But when they encounter an opponent who is completely unmatched, they will also be afraid, and the wolf corpse lies on the ground, and more than fifty wolves are only half left in a moment.

Fear finally appeared in the wolf king's eyes full of wisdom, and he raised his head and let out a quick and mournful howl with a long mouth to the sky.

"Whoa...... Whew......"

The wolves besieging Luo Changfeng finally retreated, they did not hesitate to attack, and they did not drag their feet when they retreated.

Luo Changfeng didn't chase and kill, more than thirty wolf corpses were enough for him to eat for a long time, all he needed to think about now was how to carry more wolf meat.

The Chunjun Sword really deserved the name of the divine sword, slaughtering more than thirty wolves, but the sword body was still purple, but not even a drop of blood was stained.

Luo Changfeng returned the sword into the sheath, watched the wolves follow behind the wolf king with an expressionless face, ran down the hill, and disappeared from his sight.

"Poof"

"Whew......"

Just as Luo Changfeng was about to deal with the wolf corpse, a sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh came at the same time as the wolf king's terrible wail.

Luo Changfeng's eyes froze, Huo Ran turned his head to look at the hill, his body moved, and a series of afterimages swept a distance of several zhang, Luo Changfeng was already standing on the hill where the wolf king had stood before.

Looking at the scene under the hill, the indifference on Luo Changfeng's face faded a lot, and a trace of joy flashed in his originally lonely and lonely eyes.

What kind of situation can make a person happy when he is extremely lonely? That is naturally a situation that can make oneself no longer lonely.

People, after all, are social animals, even if there are only two people, it is far better than walking alone in this lonely world.

At the bottom of the hill was a young man who looked about his age, the muscular wolf king had fallen beside him, blood still gushing from his throat.

The boy was dressed only in a thin garment, his hair tied haphazardly behind his head, and the melted snow and ice flowed down his face to his neck.

His eyebrows were thick, his eyes were large, his thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, and his straight nose made his face look very thin.

This face is easily associated with granite, stubborn, determined, cold, indifferent to anything, even to himself.

But his face was handsome, and although he was not mature enough because he was younger, he had enough attractive charm.

His hands were frozen whiter than the flesh of a fish, but he held a sword in his hand, a sword without a scabbard, and not even a sword in the strict sense of the word.

It was just a piece of iron more than three feet long and two fingers wide, with neither a blade, nor a jaw, not even a hilt, but only two pieces of cork nailed to it, even if it was a hilt.

The only place that can barely make this piece of iron a sword is probably the sharp tip, and this is the only place where this sword can cause damage.

Because of this, when the young man struck, he didn't have any other moves, so he only had to stab, because this sword could only use the stab move to cause damage to the target.

When the wolves besieged Luo Changfeng, the young man happened to appear behind the wolves, and he was attracted by the wolf howls one after another.

When the wolf king retreated with the wolves, he happened to collide with him, and the young man did not hesitate at all, drew his sword and stabbed it, and the tip of the sword went straight into the throat of the wolf king.

The wolf king was killed, the way was blocked, and the wolves suddenly went crazy and rushed towards the boy desperately.

The expression on the young man's face did not change at all, and he calmly took out his sword, and the speed at which he took out the sword was that even Luo Changfeng admired it.

With this stab alone, the speed at which this young man took out his sword was hardly much slower than him, and if he had learned the Yue Nu swordsmanship, he might not have been able to compare to this young man.

I saw that after the young man stabbed a wolf to death, his feet suddenly changed, his body changed direction, and he stabbed out with a sword again, and another wolf was pierced through the throat.

After looking at it for a while, a hint of realization suddenly appeared in Luo Changfeng's eyes, he had basically guessed who this young man was, just because of his swordsmanship, which made people impress even if they had only seen the text description.

The method of the young man's sword movement is very peculiar, completely different from the swordsmanship of any school, his swordsmanship is not sharpened, not intercepted, and not pointed...... Only thorns.

Thorn, originally a forward verb.

But this young man can stab in any direction, and he can stab in any part.

He can stab him in the ribs, in the crotch, in the ear.

He can stab forward, backward, left and right.

In the words of the boy himself in the original book, he didn't know any swordsmanship at all, he only knew how to stab the other party's throat with a sword.

Compared with this young man, Luo Changfeng's once proud thorn is like a child's play.

At this moment, three wolves pounced on him at the same time, one from the right side and bit him by the neck, one from front of him on both shoulders, and one behind him, ready to bite his calf.

I saw that the young man's footsteps did not move, and a sword stabbed at the wolf on the right, the tip of the sword sank into his throat, and he did not stop for a moment, his body bowed down, and the sword had stabbed backwards from his crotch backhand, hitting the right eye of the wolf behind him.

At this time, the wolf in front of him had already pounced in front of him, and it was too late to dodge, he could only jump back, and Luo Changfeng had already caught a flying knife in his hand.

But the young man did not retreat, and at this critical moment, the young man's sword had been lifted from under his crotch and stabbed upwards at an oblique angle of seventy degrees.

"Poof"

The wolf that pounced on him was as if he had hit the tip of his sword, and in less than a breath, he struck his sword three times, each sword was brilliant, and the timing and angle were exactly right, and it was simply impeccable.

Luo Changfeng almost couldn't help but cheer, but because of his personality, he didn't say this applause.

From the time Luo Changfeng appeared on the hill, after a few breaths, half of the remaining wolves that fled were dead, and only seven or eight horses were left to bypass the young man and flee.

The young man was surrounded by nine wolf corpses, including the wolf king, and the young man wiped the blood stains on the sword on the wolf corpse, and inserted the bladeless and unsheathed long sword back into his belt.

After doing all this, he turned his head to look at the hill, and his expression couldn't help but be slightly stunned, because the person who was still standing on the hill just now was gone.

The young man's eyes flashed, and he walked up the hill, and when he got up to the hill, he couldn't help but be stunned again, and even his pupils shrank slightly.

On the ground behind the hill, dozens of wolf corpses were lying on the ground, and the young man, who seemed to be as lonely as him, was squatting in front of a wolf corpse, skinning it with a knife.