Chapter 31: Capture the thief and capture the king first

With the wolf king's roar, the wolves who had originally rushed to Mo Qing scattered in all directions. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mo Qing, who couldn't find a point to borrow in the air, had to control his body and fall to the ground, and then continued to run towards the stone wall to the south.

Just now he saw that there were already wild wolves that had begun to drag the corpses of their companions out.

If he couldn't get there before they dragged out the wolf corpses in front of the rock cracks, Uncle Merlun would really be torn to pieces by the mad wolves this time.

The wolf king had long been blinded by hatred at this time and had lost his mind, and he just wanted to tear up everything he could see in front of him, how could he let go of Mo Qing, the person who suddenly broke into front of him and rushed in the wolves.

Therefore, under its orders, the wolves kept swimming around Mo Qing, and between the swims, they had already surrounded Mo Qing densely.

After only two steps forward, two wolves the size of calves pounced fiercely.

The right foot kicked the ground suddenly, which was able to avoid the claws of the wolf on the right, and Mo Qing reached the right side of the green wolf on the left.

The sharp axe in his left hand was swung sharply, and with a terrible scream, the wolf fell to the ground with a 'pounce', and the blood that sprung up in the darkness showed that its life was imminent.

With the strength just now, Mo Qing turned left, and the axe that had just drunk blood slashed at the neck of another wolf.

Before he had time to watch the results of the battle, Mo Qing's entire body fell to the right suddenly.

Able to dodge a wolf sneaking up from behind, the axe changed from left hand to right hand like lightning, the blade of the axe pointed upward, slashing through the wolf's belly that was so strong that its entire body was empty.

The wail was accompanied by the rattle of the internal organs as they fell to the ground.

Mo Qing pushed the ground with his left hand, and the whole person moved sideways to the right for half a meter, which avoided being covered by the wolf's internal organs.

Before he could get up, his legs were already kicking one after another, and with a click, the two grinning wolves had already flown out.

Wolf!

Wolves all around! Wolves all over my head!

There was the howl of demonstration, and there was the cry of pain.

Others looked up to the sky and roared, sad with hatred.

This is the voice of the Wolf King's command.

From the wolves scattering and Mo Qing landing, to now being surrounded by wolves, it took only a few seconds in total.

Time is very short, the wolf in front of the stone wall struggling to crawl inside, has been dragged out a small half, and after those wolves completely drag it out, Uncle Merron, who has little ability to resist, will immediately die in the wolf's mouth.

Mo Qing was still more than thirty meters away from Uncle Mo Lun at this time, and if there was no desperate resistance from the wolves, he was confident that he would rush over before the wolves opened the gap.

But now the obstacles of the wolves made it difficult for him to move an inch, and he only advanced about three meters under the desperate impact just now.

The distance of thirty meters is like a moat, separating Uncle Mo Lun and Mo Qing alive, rushing over is a family reunion, and if you can't get over, heaven and man are separated forever.

Mo Qing was so anxious, his eyes were bloodshot, could he just watch Uncle Mo Lun die?

This is definitely not the result you want!

Mo Qing's heart was in turmoil.

Twisted around to dodge the blow of the wolf behind him, and the axe in his hand slashed hard at the wolf's head.

The axe sank into the wolf's head, and was tightly stuck by the bone seam, and it couldn't be pulled out for a while.

Mo Qing's arms were strong, and the axe spun up with the huge wolf, and after knocking away the two wild wolves that pounced, the vulture-twitching wolf fell off the axe, flew far away, and knocked down a guard around the wolf king.

The already angry wolf king was furious, and let out a long howl as if to reprimand his subordinates for their incompetence, and then opened his mouth to bite the throat of the bleeding and still twitching hand, shaking his head wildly.

After throwing the hapless subordinate far away, he opened his big mouth full of blood, and looked up to the sky with another howl.

The madness of the wolf king just now was seen by most of the wolves, and the wolves who were originally a little hesitant to be killed by Mo Qing immediately became crazy again after hearing the howl.

"Woo" screamed, desperately rushing towards Mo Qing, desperately trying to die to leave a trace of scar on his body.

Mo Qing forced himself to calm down, if he messed up again at this time, it would really be the end of everything.

The wolf king's cry reminded him.

The old man's words 'capture the thief and capture the king first' suddenly popped into his mind.

This thought was like a beacon that instantly dispelled the gloom and anxiety in my heart.

The wolf king was more than ten meters away from Mo Qing, and under the protection of several strong wolves, he squatted on a large stone slab, staring at the bloody stone wall opposite with ferocious eyes.

In front of it was a cold corpse.

The half-sized wolf cub curled up, a white feathered arrow deep into its left eye. It was its death that sparked the wrath of the Wolf King.

With a roar, the axe came out of his hand, slashing the neck of the wolf on the left and the front leg of the other wolf before digging deep into the earth.

As soon as the axe left his hand, Mo Qing reached out and took out a light yellow bag from his arms, stretched out his hand and stroked it, and a black stick that was more than a foot long appeared in his hand, which was the black bamboo that Mo Qing put into the storage bag before entering the mountain.

After the bamboo was in his hands, Mo Qing's arms sank down, and it seemed that he could not adapt well to the weight of the column.

Mo Qing's face was cold, he held the middle of the bamboo with both hands, leaned on his waist, his feet were tightly clasped on the ground, and his whole body suddenly exerted force, and with the twisting of his waist, no less than four hundred catties of bamboo spun rapidly.

After a series of heavy crashing sounds, there was no longer a wolf that could stand within a radius of more than a meter around Mo Qing, only a wail remained.

The left hand was released and sent forward, and the right hand had already grasped the end of the bamboo, forcing out Mo Qing's potential at the moment of emergency.

Before the wolves next to him came again, his hands had already grabbed one end of the bamboo pole and raised it diagonally, and he ran two steps under his feet, and the bamboo hit the ground with a strong kick, and the whole person grabbed the bamboo and flew high, and flew to the wolf king who was squatting on the stone.

All this was done in the light of light, the wolves that had fallen to the ground were still moaning in pain, the wolves around them were still rushing in with red eyes, and Mo Qing had already flown over their heads, flying towards their dead king.

The desperate situation, the time pressure between life and death, made Mo Qing burst out with amazing strength and speed.

This series of actions just now is not easy to complete when you are fully rested and full of physical strength. Now after a long time of running and fighting, it is done in one go.

People, if you don't push yourself, you will never know how good you are.

The powerful divine sense allowed Mo Qing to clearly see the wolf king's side in the dark, facing several strong wolves that jumped high against him.

The right foot kicked the bamboo, and at the same time the hands were released.

With the force of the rebound, the body suddenly sank, passing through the gap between the several wolves that had not yet closed, although there were a few blood marks left on the back by a wolf claw.

The wolf king, who was staring at the crack, seemed to have just come back to his senses, looking at Mo Qing who fell from the sky, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and before he had time to think about it, he opened his mouth angrily and greeted it, ready to tear this meat and egg that fell from the sky to pieces.

Mo Qing, who had no way to borrow power in the air, smashed straight into the wolf's mouth, and if nothing else, he would be picked up by the wolf king.

Mo Qing's mind became extremely clear at this time, and the whole person was very calm, looking at the stinky mouth that was rapidly approaching in front of him, there was no trace of panic.

When he was less than a few inches away from the wolf's mouth, Mo Qing's two palms came out together, and the mana that was not cultivated much in the dantian surged out from the palm and hit the wolf's mouth in the air.

In the wolf king's prostration, he stopped the descending body.

The right hand attacked at lightning speed, climbed the wolf's head, and lay on the wolf king's back, tightened the wolf's body with two legs, and tightly strangled the wolf's neck with his left hand.

In the case that the wolf king did not react. The whole person was wrapped around it.

The wolf king jumped wildly, but he couldn't shake off the black green like a dogskin plaster on his back.

Raised his leg and kicked the wild wolf that came to the rescue, and before the wolf king turned his head to bite Mo Qing, Mo Qing had already opened his mouth and bit the wolf's neck.

A painful wolf howl resounded throughout the night sky, and all the wolves stopped, staring at the wolf king who was jumping and jumping in the middle with a pair of frightened and angry eyes, trying to get rid of his rival.

After a while, they let out a loud cry of rage, and the surging Mo Qing rushed over, ready to save their king from danger.

Mo Qing looked at the wolves running towards him frantically, and he also shouted angrily, opened his mouth and bit the wolf king's neck again.

Before it could finish screaming, its right hand grabbed the wolf king's throat, and blood was faintly exposed on its fingers.

The rest of the wolf king's cry was squeezed out of his throat, and it was terrifying.

The whole wolf pack was stunned for a moment, and they didn't dare to move and looked at the wolf king in the center, for fear that they would lie on it and spew out a mouthful of flesh and blood foam in the sky.

The entire stone wall fell into the most peaceful moment of the day, except for the whimper of the wounded wolf and the desperate inhalation of the wolf king, and the sudden sound of falling to the ground in the direction of the stone wall, there was no other sound to be heard.

There was a pleading look in the wolf king's eyes, because Mo Qing's behavior of choking its throat made it realize the horror of death.

However, Mo Qing, who was lying on it, didn't see its pleading, let go of his left hand, and a layer of fire that was not too bright appeared on his index finger and middle finger, and with a cruel laugh, Mo Qing inserted it into the root of the wolf king's front leg.