These Nether Flame Demon Wolves are of low level, their spiritual intelligence is extremely limited, and most of them only have the instinct of belonging to the fierce beasts. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Evil beast, block my way, and wash your wolf clan with blood."

Ye Wuqi had a gloomy face, he was a half-step Innate Realm powerhouse, how could he care about the fierce beast that had not even opened his spiritual senses, and easily slashed the pounced Netherflame Demon Wolf into two pieces.

The Nether Flame Demon Wolf understood Ye Wuzhen's threat, but was completely stimulated by his bloody methods, and rushed towards Ye Wuzhen frantically, but they were easily killed by Ye Wuzhen.

For a while, more and more Nether Flame Demon Wolves were stimulated by blood and joined the team that attacked Ye Wuxi.

On the contrary, Ling Hantian relied on Dacheng's dustless footwork to move quickly among the wolves, only occasionally fighting the Netherflame Demon Wolf hand-to-hand, but he did not hurt the Netherflame Demon Wolf's life.

Ling Hantian was like a fresh wind, floating among the wolves.

On the contrary, the Nine Shadows Sect Leader was blind at night, besieged by more and more Nether Flame Demon Wolves.

Seeing more and more Nether Flame Demon Wolves surrounding him, Ye Wuyu's anger also came up, the black long sword in his hand kept waving, and one by one the Nether Flame Demon Wolves fell in pieces, and the pungent smell of blood shrouded the woods.

This further stimulated the blood-devouring nature of the wolves, and one after another Nether Flame Demon Wolves were desperate to launch an attack on Ye Wuzhen, but unfortunately the difference in strength was too large, and every attack could not cause damage to Ye Wuqi, and he was killed by Ye Wuzhen like a chicken and a dog.

A half-step innate realm powerhouse, terrifying!

Looking at the wolf corpse in front of Ye Wuqi, who was like a big mountain, Ling Hantian, who had been circling with the wolves, the corners of his mouth curved a cold arc, and he sneered in a low voice: "Ye Wuqi, tonight, this Southern Wilderness Blood Forest is your burial place." ”

As he spoke, Ling Hantian dodged the attack of a Nether Flame Demon Wolf, a harrier turned over and quickly rolled into the bushes next to him, and then the Nine Ghost Forging Soul Record ran wildly, the Nine Ghost Soul Hidden Technique was used to the extreme, and Ling Hantian's breath disappeared into the perception of the wolves out of thin air.

The Nether Flame Demon Wolf, who had originally attacked Ling Hantian, suddenly lost its target, and was all attracted by the smell of blood around Ye Wuzhen.

"Good thief, there are such means to hide your breath!"

While the long sword was swinging, Ye Wuzhen noticed that Ling Hantian's breath was fleeting, but he was not worried, the Evil Stone appeared in his left hand, and he immediately sensed Ling Hantian's direction again.

Because of the Nine Shadows Blood in his body, Ling Hantian naturally knew that Ye Wuqi could sense his breath.

However, he did this only so that the Nether Flame Demon Wolf could not find him, and he attacked the night with all his might, while he quickly swept towards the wolf colony.

He knew very well that the wolves could not withstand the night for long.

Feeling that Ling Hantian's breath was leaving quickly, Ye Wuzhen was furious, and the black long sword in his hand swung to the extreme.

Hundreds of adult Nether Flame Demon Wolves, facing the half-step Innate Realm of Ye Wuxi, were not vulnerable at all, and the black sword in Ye Wuqi's hand was swept away, and several Nether Flame Demon Wolves were harvested with a single wave.

The ground of this forest has long been red with blood, and the strong and pungent smell of blood spreads in all directions, and the corpses of the Nether Flame Demon Wolf are scattered everywhere.

But the Nether Flame Demon Wolf had gone completely insane, and its turquoise beast eyes were full of hatred, and it was not afraid of death to rush towards the Night.

Feeling that the hundreds of Netherflame Demon Wolves behind him were gradually slaughtered by Ye Wuzhen, Ling Hantian's heart became anxious.

If the person in the cave doesn't perceive everything here, or if it doesn't, the consequences will be dire.

He had to use the 'underworld' character.

"Good thief, you can't escape!"

With a single sword, he slashed the last Nether Flame Demon Wolf that stood in his way, his blood-red robe swayed, and Ye Wuzhen carried the blood-devouring black sword and swept towards the direction of Ling Hantian's escape.

But at this moment, a wolf howl pierced the night sky, shook the mountains and forests, and exploded in the sky above the Southern Wilderness Blood Forest like a thunderbolt, Ling Hantian's body trembled violently, and he felt that his eardrums were a little cloudy.

"What?"

Behind, Ye Wuqi's violent figure froze, staring intently ahead, and his face instantly became a little unnatural, "When did this Southern Wilderness Blood Forest have such a terrifying demon beast?" ”

As the overlord of the Southern Wilderness Blood Forest, Ye Wuqi was naturally extremely familiar with the situation in the Southern Wilderness Blood Forest, these Nether Flame Demon Wolves were just a group of ordinary fierce beasts, and they hadn't even given birth to a real demon beast.

Originally, in the eyes of the night, these Nether Flame Demon Wolves were nothing, which was why he dared to kill so much.

But now, the wolf howl in front of him made him feel terrified.

On the Tianxuan Continent, the fierce beasts are divided into seven orders, corresponding to the seven realms of the martial artists of the Body Refining Realm, and above the fierce beasts, they are called demon beasts.

Demon beasts are also divided into one to seven levels, which probably correspond to the two realms of the human acquired realm and the innate realm.

Judging from the terrifying aura in front of him, Ye Wuyu roughly judged that this demon beast had reached the seventh order, and it was almost to the point of transforming into a shape.

Seventh-order demon beasts, that is an existence comparable to the limit of the human innate realm.

In an instant, Ye Wuqi had the idea of retreating, but he was very unwilling, Ling Hantian was not far ahead.

It was just such a little hesitation, and Ye Wuyu's face was completely gloomy.

Between breaths, the demonic qi in front of him was rolling, and the woods in front of the Netherflame Demon Wolf King all turned into powder, and in the dust, a head with a red body, blood-red eyes, and a long silver horn on his head, a strange Netherflame Demon Wolf like a giant elephant appeared.

Ling Hantian hid far away, his gaze falling on the Wolf King.

I saw the wolf king's long silver horns on the top of his head, thick limbs, tall and straight, sharp wolf claws, under the illumination of the moonlight, emitting bursts of devouring luster, blood-red beast pupils, scanning the wolf corpses everywhere.

The wolf king let out a low roar, slowly raised the huge wolf head, locked the cold face of the night Wuyu, the sharp wolf claws were raised high, and slammed on the ground, letting out an earth-shattering roar.

"Wolf King, all this is a misunderstanding!"

Seventh-order demon beasts already possess intelligence comparable to human beings, the only difference is that they can't transform yet, they can only be called demon beasts.

"Roar! Kill my people, and pay for it with blood! ”

The Wolf King didn't give Ye Wuzhen a chance to explain at all, and besides, the corpses of the hundreds of Nether Flame Demon Wolves in front of him were all dead at the hands of Ye Wuxi.

Based on this alone, the Wolf King has already sentenced Ye Wuzhen to death, and as for the other people involved, it will not let it go either.

It's just that in the eyes of the wolf king, the human in front of him was solved first, and the remaining little guy was not a matter of raising his claws.

Looking at Ye Wuqian's gloomy face that was about to drip water, a faint smile crossed Ling Hantian's face.

The realm of this Netherflame Demon Wolf King is almost close to transformation, and if it is separated from the body of a demon beast, I am afraid that even the extreme powerhouses of the human innate realm may not be able to defeat it.

And Ye Wuqi is just a half-step innate realm, Ling Hantian has no doubt that his combat power is amazing, but there is a whole big realm difference between him and the Wolf King, even if he is against the sky at Night, there is absolutely no possibility of defeating the Wolf King.

This can be seen from the gloomy face of Ye Wuzhen.

As for running away, Ling Hantian felt that if Ye Wuyu was smart enough, he wouldn't do it.

Because judging from the speed at which the wolf king appeared, it was far more than Ye Wuxi.

If he escaped, it would be completely defenseless, exposing his back to the attack of the Nether Flame Demon Wolf King, which was purely an act of seeking death.

Besides, now that Ye Wuyu has killed the entire wolf pack alone, he has formed a grudge with this wolf king to exterminate the clan, and the two sides are already immortal, and it is impossible for the wolf king to give up the pursuit of Ye Wuzhen.

It can be said that the current Ye Wuyu has fallen into the trap of death set by Ling Hantian, and he can only rely on the long sword in his hand to fight a bloody way and fight for himself to get a glimmer of life.