This wolf was born so big, it was very eye-catching against the background of the surrounding wolves, and it should be the first wolf in the pack.

A pair of dark green eyes locked on Xu Fang, who was the most imposing among the people, ready to take the lead in dealing with this human being.

Xu Fang's expression was calm, he didn't take the threat of the head wolf in his eyes, his eyes swept over it lightly, looking at the wolves behind it.

There are too many wolves, it is too troublesome to break them one by one, and there are other ordinary people in the team, he has to solve it as soon as possible, and he can't waste too much time on one wolf, lest the wolves hurt people.

Xu Fang thought as he concentrated his energy and concentrated his internal force on the blade. His eyes narrowed slightly, he grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands, deliberately avoiding the head and back of the blue wolf, aiming only at its abdomen, and swung it gently.

The old wolf's skull is the hardest, and it is also protected by tough and thick fur in other places, and it is rich in combat power, and it cannot be fatal with an easy blow. And the wolf's belly is soft, and there is no bone protection, which is the fatal place.

At the moment when the gray wolf approached, the knife qi landed on its abdomen accurately, and the wolf's abdomen was easily cut open like tofu, and the internal organs and intestines inside flowed to the ground, staining the surrounding land bright red.

And Xu Fang's blade is still fresh and bright, not stained with a trace of blood.

But the posture of the more than thirty wolves that followed closely behind the head wolf was forever fixed at the same moment.

One moment they were still with their teeth and claws, but the next moment they started from their abdomen and broke in half, and even their legs continued to run, and they ran a few steps in the direction of the crowd, and their heads had already fallen into the dust.

The incomparably sharp sword qi was like impermanence, harvesting the lives of dozens of wolves in an instant, and the sword qi still did not stop, sinking into the ground.

A deep mark appeared on the surface of the soil, and the fresh earth turned to the sides, revealing the gray-black shale at the bottom, as if someone had plowed through it.

The momentum of its knife is as fast as this.

"Good knife technique!"

Bihua secretly cheered in her heart.

Martial arts is really worthy of being the same as cultivating immortals, it is a long-standing theme in the novel, just looking at this aura, if she didn't use spiritual power in the past, she just used to use the sword, she might not have such a huge momentum.

With the protection of such a top master, what does she have to worry about?

Bihua saw it heartily, her eyes flashed with brilliance, and she was about to applaud him, but in this way, she was a little suspicious of watching the excitement...... She decided to continue quietly admiring the moves of the masters.

Xu Fang's sword was shocking.

caused both humans and wolves to turn their eyes to him.

Everyone's eyes were full of admiration and amazement, and their morale was greatly boosted at this moment.

The wolves' eyes were fearful and withdrawn, and they began to show signs of evacuating around Xu Fang.

Especially those who were close to him, seeing the head wolf and many other companions die at the hands of this man in an instant, they were shocked by the power of his sword, whimpered once or twice, their tails between the two strands, and briefly retreated some distance.

But the wild wolf is cunning by nature, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, although he was afraid of Xu Fang, seeing that this hard stubble was not easy to provoke, he turned to attack others more fiercely.

"you*!"

One of his powerful attendants picked away the black wolf that had attacked him with a stick, and the wolf flew out sideways, fell to the ground beside him, and let out a whining scream.

The black wolf was badly wounded, and a pair of eyes were still fiercely staring at the human who had injured him, scratching the ground with his paws, struggling to turn over and get up, but unfortunately his two front legs had been broken and he fell to the ground in vain.

"Stare at you, beast, die!"

Seeing that the black wolf wanted to get up, the man picked up the wooden stick and hit it hard, smashing it on the black wolf's head.

The wolf's skull was solid, and he didn't kill it at once, and he made up for it a few more times, until the wolf's heavenly spirit cover was shattered, and Bai Huahua's brain burst out of his eye sockets, mixed with plasma, and the fur was pasted.

It kicked its two still intact hind legs for a moment or two, and then slowly stopped, and saw that it was out of breath.

"But that's it, hahahaha!"

He held the stick in the posture of holding it, crossed his waist and smiled, and the laughter was very proud.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a pair of thin but hard hands on his shoulders.

The hand rested on his shoulder, furry, cold, by no means human, and the fishy smell blew faintly from the back of his neck, causing goosebumps on his skin.

The attendant's hair stood on end, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look back.

"Don't look back!"

A sharp and decisive voice exploded like thunder, shaking him all over.

A guard dressed in soap-colored vertical brown pointed his toes to the ground, and the swallows generally swept from six feet away.

He wielded a long whip, consisting of nine cylindrical short segments, topped with a fist-sized steel cone, which was thrown from the side to accurately separate the attendant from the wolf that was clinging to him, and the whip broke the two paws of the wolf's shoulders and a hind leg.

Blood shot out, and the wolf rolled on the ground in pain, baring its teeth, and with the only remaining hind leg to support the ground, he leaped and pounced on the guard who had wounded it.

How could a martial artist at the pinnacle of the day after tomorrow be afraid of this trapped beast, and immediately whipped down, and the top steel cone was like a sharp knife, splitting the wolf in half from the middle.

"Let you scare me!

The entourage who was attacked by the wolf was saved by the soap-clothed guards, and his heart palpitated, and nameless anger rose from his heart, raised the wooden stick, and smashed the two halves of the wolf corpse to pieces, and the flesh and blood flew sideways.

Not only did the wolves stare at him hatefully, but the soap-clad guards looked at him disapprovingly, but they didn't say anything, and turned to support the others.

It may be that his actions completely angered the wolves, and before long more than a dozen wolves attacked in his direction, but they were all repelled by him with wooden sticks.

One of the most powerful was the one-eyed thin wolf, which was blind in one eye, and the wound formed by the cut was a smooth hexagonal shape, which looked like the scar left by a three-edged dagger.

The dagger is a short blade, and it can only be hurt by stabbing it at a very close distance to the vital eye.

Although it was injured, it still survived by luck, and if you think about it, the person who injured it may have died in the wolf's mouth.

When this entourage thought of this, he hated it even more in his heart, and his attack became more and more ruthless.

While they were fighting, a cold arrow came from the side and back, and it was about to hit the wolf.

But this one-eyed thin wolf was extremely cunning, probably having suffered this kind of loss before, and it pretended not to know, and when it fought this man, its body quickly twisted to the side.