Chapter 62: Fighting the Wolves Alone

It turned out that before the brute wolf died, he summoned his companions. Wolves and monsters are originally social animals. So looking at the eight gray barrage wolves around him, Mu Hao was relieved.

"Woo ......" a low, angry howl sounded continuously, and the wind howled. Eight gray figures, like lightning, launched attacks from different directions, flying towards Mu Hao, their sharp claws flashing with a cold luster, as if they were going to tear everything apart, obviously these eight brute wolf wanted to avenge their companions!

Mu Hao stepped on steady steps, and his body seemed to change into a lightning bolt, dodging at any time. Mu Hao's body was like a willow branch swaying in the wind, swaying in the wind, almost clinging to the cold claws of the eight brute-toothed wolves, but it did not hurt Mu Hao, and even Mu Hao's clothes were not damaged.

And Mu Hao's expression was relaxed and leisurely, as if he was not besieged by eight brute wolves, but was playing in the mountains and rivers. The near-perfect body technique allowed Mu Hao to dodge the claw attacks of the eight barbarian wolves in a small area, swaying countless afterimages, making all the attacks of the barbarian wolves miss, and suddenly, a sharp touch flowed in his eyes.

With a sonorous sound, Mu Hao drew his sword, and the light of the snow sword flashed, as if blowing a wisp of fresh wind, condensing a faint subtle cyan, stabbing and slashing, one sword was eight points, the sword shadow remained, and eight screams brought up eight wisps of blood. The left eye of the eight brute-toothed wolves was closed, and a wisp of scarlet liquid flowed out, which was blood.

In an instant, Mu Hao's sword slashed eight times in a row, slashing through the left eyes of the eight brute-toothed wolves, wounding the brute-toothed wolves. The trapped beast still fights, and the bruised brute wolf, although one eye is damaged, arouses its ferocity and becomes more violent.

The three horses rushed from the front and charged, their heads protruding and their mouths open, their terrifying fangs sharp, like a sword, stabbing at them, trying to tear Chu Duan apart. The three horses rushed from behind, swinging their claws, their claws staggered, grabbing Chu Duan's legs, tearing Mu Hao's legs off and scratching his lower body. The two horses suddenly jumped high, from top to bottom, and the sharp claws of their forelimbs were spread, trying to tear Mu Hao to pieces from top to bottom.

Eight brute tooth wolves, at this moment, actually showed extremely skillful cooperation, besieging Mu Hao from the upper, middle and lower fronts and backs, and their speed was extremely fast, incredibly fast, if they were replaced by any monk of the ninth layer of qi refining, they would definitely die, even if they were monks in the foundation building period, they would be seriously injured if they did not die under this siege.

At the moment of danger, Mu Hao's expression was calm, and his body moved, like a willow branch swaying violently as if it was being blown by a strong wind, like a bolt of lightning. In an instant, eight figures were conjured, as if they were separated from Mu Hao's body, and each of the eight figures produced a sword.

As if eight wisps of fresh wind were blowing away, these eight swords, Mu Hao directly cast the summer breeze on his face. Under this breeze, there is a killing machine like fire. The last to come first, Mu Hao's three swords stabbed the right eye of the eight barbarian wolves again.

The sword light condensed, penetrating the tip of the sword, and a strong force approached the tip of the sword, breaking into the right eye of the brute wolves. With a twist of the sword light, the right eyes of the eight brute-toothed wolves were strangled to pieces, blood splattered, screamed, and flew out upside down.

This time out of the sword, Mu Hao did not spare his hand, and the eight barbarian wolves kept screaming after they landed, struggling, twitching, and whimpering. But one eye was closed, the other was a terrible blood hole, blood gurgling out, and the terrible power penetrated their brains through their right eyes to destroy them.

Mu Hao swept over the three brute-toothed wolves that were constantly struggling and twitching, and said with a smile: "Thirty-two more experience points in hand!", and removed the four wolf teeth of the nine brune-toothed wolves lying on the ground. Open its head again, but it's a pity that only three brute wolf wolves have demon pills.

In the past five days, Mu Hao has been spending time in the experience points of killing beasts. swept over a white red tiger who was constantly struggling and twitching, and said secretly: "Swordsmanship, it is indeed a killing technique, after five days, although I have not practiced swordsmanship as usual, but my swordsmanship attainments have improved in a straight line." The improvement in my swordsmanship in just five days is more than a month of hard training. After the baptism of blood, I feel that whether it is a sword or a sword, there is a taste of returning to the basics. After whispering, Mu Hao walked to a stream, washed the blood stains on Jin Yan's sword, and then put it into the sheath.

At this time, four people came, four young men in white robes about twenty years old, carrying swords on their backs, their steps were steady, and they seemed to have a solid foundation, and their expressions were different when they saw Mu Hao.

"Hello senior brother, we are new outer disciples. The strength is low, please ask the senior brother for help if you have something!" One of the four monks, about twenty years old, with a Chinese face, and his eyes flashed, swept over Mu Hao, and then glanced at Chu Duan's Jin Yan Sword, squeezed out a smile, arched his hand to Mu Hao, and said politely.

"What's the matter?" Mu Hao put away Jin Yan's sword and responded lightly.

"Senior brother, please take a step to speak. The swordsman at the head flashed a trace of mystery, approached Mu Hao, and whispered: "We found a fruit-bearing Jiuyang Fruit, which is about to ripen. But there was a Black Flame Lion guarding beside him, and the Black Flame Lion was a second-order primary demon beast, comparable to the strength of the first and second layers of the foundation. The four of us may not be able to help it. And looking at Senior Brother's breath, we can't reach it, I'm afraid it's the strength of the peak of the Qi Refining Period! Senior Brother's strength is extraordinary, not something that a new disciple like us can compare, I believe that if Senior Brother helps, we will definitely be able to kill that Black Flame Lion and obtain the Nine Yang Fruit. ”

"Is it, after obtaining the Nine Yang Fruit, how to distribute it?" Mu Hao's eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness, and he asked rhetorically.

The leading monk pondered for a moment, and said with a resolute expression: "We are not greedy, as long as we have the corpse of the Black Flame Lion and the companion of its demon pill and the Nine Yang Fruit, it is enough." I believe that with the Jiuyang Fruit, it can make the senior brother's cultivation significantly improved, and when the time comes, as long as the senior brother doesn't forget us, take care of us when necessary. ”

"No problem. Mu Hao deliberately showed a smug look and said with a smile.

Five figures, running briskly in the woods, their footsteps fell, stepping on the dead branches and fallen leaves made a slight cracking sound, and when the wind blew, they dissipated invisible.

"The Black Flame Lion is a second-order primary demon beast, which is equivalent to the strength of the second layer of the foundation, with the strength of the five of us, to take it, I'm afraid it will still be a little difficult. Mu Hao asked as he ran, pretending to be curious.

Mu Hao could see that the cultivation of these four outer disciples was led by the ninth layer of qi refining, and as for the other three, they were all at the eighth layer of qi refining.

With such a combination of strength, it is indeed powerful to fight against a demon beast in the early stage of the second order, although the demon beasts below the third order have no spiritual intelligence and only rely on instinct to attack, but their unique talent as a demon beast is not weaker than that of human monks of the same level or even stronger.

"Senior brother, don't worry, we have been prepared, but we are worried about the change, so we plan to find one more person, but we didn't expect to meet the senior brother, and the presence of the senior brother makes us full of confidence. The monk at the head gave a simple explanation, and at the same time praised Mu Hao, and replaced it with other disciples, I was afraid that he would feel light.

"It's good to be prepared. Mu Hao didn't ask much about preparation, and his expression was a little pretended. He knew that there was no such good thing in the world, so he gave him a Jiuyang fruit.

On the "Ten Thousand Cultivation Medicine Sutra", the Jiuyang Fruit, although not as precious as the Heavenly Bead Fruit and Blood Lingzhi and other holy medicines, is also extraordinary, a Jiuyang Fruit can be worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins in the outside world, and it can also be exchanged for fifty experience points when you get it from the sect. This is also the reason why Mu Hao agreed, not to mention, the cultivation of these guys, Mu Hao didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Senior brother, I see that the sword in your hand is very extraordinary, I don't know what kind of material it is made of?" Suddenly, a disciple with a short stature interjected.

"This is a high-grade sword weapon, forged by cold iron jade. It's not comparable to the mortal weapons you are waiting for. Mu Hao said, with a kind of self-satisfaction and pride on his face.

"A high-grade sword weapon!" the four exclaimed, very surprised. At the same time, they looked at each other secretly, and saw a trace of excitement and excitement in each other's eyes.

"Senior Brother must be very talented and highly valued by the sect, otherwise, how could there be a high-grade sword magic weapon. The disciple at the head smiled without a trace, and wanted to take Mu Hao's words.

"It's nothing, it's just that my cultivation talent is more prominent, and an elder admires me more. Mu Hao made a low-key but couldn't help but smug expression, waved his hand, and said.

"Since Senior Brother has such a sword, then he must have practiced a good sword technique! I don't know what level of magic technique? Senior Brother, my name is Liu Feng, and I also use a sword as a weapon!" Liu Tao said in a tone of amazement.

"It's a family-handed mid-level magic technique, and it's basically practiced, and you can use a killing move, but it takes a few breaths of time to prepare. Mu Hao looked eager to tell all the secrets and show off in front of these new disciples, and pretended to sigh regretfully, and said: "It's a pity that my current cultivation is too low, and I can only perform a few killing moves, and after I cast them, I don't have much mana left." So, when the time comes, once I use a killing move to attack the Black Flame Lion, I won't have much combat power in the future. ”

"Don't worry, senior brother, the killing move of the Heavenly Grade Intermediate Magic Technique is extremely powerful, once it hits the Black Flame Lion, even if the Black Flame Lion does not die immediately, it will definitely be seriously injured and lose its combat effectiveness. Liu Tao's eyes flashed with a touch of ecstasy, and he hurriedly suppressed it, but his tone was still a little trembling with excitement: "We will also protect the Dharma for Senior Brother, so that Senior Brother can recover his mana as soon as possible." ”

As he spoke, Liu Tao suddenly stretched out his hand to stop everyone and glanced at the short young man.

The short young man walked forward with his waist bent, and took out something from the cloth bag on his waist, a black mass that also exuded a sweet fragrance, Mu Hao thoughtfully.