Chapter I: Joint Attacks

The long and poignant wolf howl alarmed Lin Zhining, who was immersed in the confusion and chaos caused by the crossing, although he still did not stay awake, but he still quickly understood his situation.

He didn't have time to curse Xingchen Tu for pit him, because the current situation made him a little frightened, there was a grassland in front of him, and there was endless green in the distance, but this piece in front of him was trampled by people and horses, and the corpses were all over the place, and the blood stains that exuded a fishy smell were vividly destroyed.

If it was a simple dead corpse, it wouldn't shake Lin Zhining's mind, and what made him feel his scalp tingle was that in the lush grass around the killing field, which was obviously over, groups of gray-brown steppe wolves were slowly approaching from the grass, and the vultures in the sky were circling, staring at the only living creature on the ground with cold eyes.

Not only did he become the prey, but he also disturbed the feast of the wild wolves and vultures, Lin Zhining had no time to care about why he came to such a place, he had to quickly familiarize himself with the changes in his body, so that he could recover some combat strength to deal with the combined attack from the air and land.

Standing in a standard three-body pose, shaking the qi and blood all over the body, washing the body, the body seems to have changed a lot, but it is not very difficult to control, Lin Zhining will not have time to explore the reason for it for a while, he can control the body perfectly, he does not have the slightest timidity.

At this time, he was extremely glad that the last world was the Republic of China period, and the martial arts of that period had embarked on a completely different path, and these also allowed him to perfectly exert his combat power when he no longer had true qi, ensuring that he would not become a beast's meal when he first arrived.

The danger instincts of the beasts are much more prominent than the humans who are accustomed to using tools, even the lions, tigers and wolves dare to attack in groups, but this matter is Lin Zhining alone, standing in a killing field, the smell of blood tempts the wolves, but the danger perception from the bottom of the heart makes these bloodthirsty wolves still cautiously tempted.

The vultures did not dare to launch an offensive rashly, nor did they dare to come down immediately to enjoy the feast, and they continued to hover in the sky, waiting for the right moment to launch the most powerful offensive.

The wolves have already shown their heads, and gradually surrounded Lin Zhining, they patiently wandered around Lin Zhining, tentatively, as if the corpses on the ground had never been seen, and the smell of blood had never been smelled, they were not here to enjoy the feast, but to go out in groups to round up the prey.

With a wolf howl, the four evil wolves bared their teeth and salivated, and suddenly pounced on Lin Zhining from different directions. The purpose of their selection is different, some pounce on Lin Zhining's throat, some hit Lin Zhining's waist and abdomen, and some attack his legs and feet, and they cooperate very tacitly.

At this time, the vultures that were constantly circling overhead also seemed to be in touch with the wolves, a very majestic, dark hook on its claws emitted a breathtaking cold light, and swooped down, wanting to lift Lin Zhining's head.

The corpses on the ground were dressed differently, but they could still roughly distinguish their identities before they died, it seemed that it was a group of merchants, encountered horse thieves, and the goods were looted, although they desperately killed several horse thieves, but including the well-dressed owner's family and the well-dressed guards, all were killed.

The battlefield was cleaned very cleanly, except for the clothes on the deceased, everything else was taken away, and Lin Zhining wanted to pick up a blade and was nowhere to be found.

Lin Zhining should be glad that although he regarded the small stable space inside the Star Chart as his treasury, he still stored some daily necessities, as well as the all-true standard long sword that he had long abandoned. This long sword, which he kept as a memorial to Quanzhen's learning, is now of great use.

It's not that he can't get out of the way with his empty hands, but the use of weapons is always more reassuring than eating empty hands. What's more, when he had just stood in the three-body pose, he had already discovered that the heaven and earth aura of this world was much richer than all the worlds he had experienced before. In such a world, the beasts that were bred must be fiercer and stronger than other worlds, and they would often pay a price for despising the strength of the enemy, and Lin Zhining didn't want to try such a price himself.

If the wild wolves and vultures that flew past were the same people, they would definitely feel unfair, and they would also feel puzzled, obviously a man with bare hands, holding a sharp sword, where did he come from.

It's a pity that they are always beasts, even people, whose throats have been cut, and their heads have almost been cut off, and they can't say anything.

The corpses of the wild wolves and vultures that fell in a pool of blood did not bring any shock to the wolves and vultures, but provoked their cruelty, and a wolf howl, as if an order, eight wild wolves pounced on Lin Zhining without hesitation.

What made Lin Zhining feel that everything was bad was that after a wolf howl, even the vultures from the air had two swoops down again.

When did these animals have such a high level of wisdom and actually understand teamwork between different races, Lin Zhining scolded angrily in his heart, is this a fairy world.

Although he was annoyed, Lin Zhining dealt with it very well, although the cooperation between the wolves and the vultures was perfect, he still found the right time, just before being kissed by the wolf and being lifted off his head, the long sword in Lin Zhining's hand swung quickly, and there were a few more animal corpses under his feet.

Although the process was very easy, Lin Zhining was not happy at all, these wolves were really not simple, with his speed, when he swung his sword to attack, the wild wolf could actually dodge, which could not help but make him a little more careful, he didn't want to become the feces of the beast.