The two sleeping people over there quickly jumped up when they heard these words, and they were completely drowsy. Seeing Feng Jiu sitting on the tree holding Tunyun and looking at them, they couldn't help but startled. Then, the two of them looked strange. Question: "You don't want us to practice hands again?"
He said that bringing them in is to allow them to improve their strength in actual combat. Since there is a chance for actual combat, he will not let it go. However, from the time they entered to the present, they have not walked peacefully along the way, and finally took a break. , Is this going to have to fight?
Feng Jiu looked at the dark sky and said, "This is going to be late at night. It is estimated that it will be bright after the war. Since I have rested for a while, it is considered to be fighting again. What's wrong?"
She looked to the front and said: "I saw that there were about twenty-two wolves, all of which were only Tier 9 fierce beasts. As for the wolf king, he didn't come over. He was standing on a high place and howling. With the strength of the four of you, you can fight."
"Ah! The wolf is here, run!"
As he spoke, Ning Lang’s voice came from over there with a sharp voice, and he saw that it was like a whirlwind passing by in the blink of an eye. He dragged Song Ming to the front of several people. Seeing them still standing there in a daze, he said anxiously: "You What are you doing in a daze? Run! There are two dozen wolves behind, and each one is more than one meter high. It's terrible. Run and run!"
As soon as his voice fell, he planned to leave again. However, Song Ming, who had flung him away, panted. After staring at him, he looked at Feng Jiu on the tree and the two people by the fire under the tree, and asked: "What are you talking about? Isn't it just thinking about fighting?"
"You've got it."
Duan Ye and Luo Fei were talking, feeling that the wolves following Song Ming and the others were approaching. The next person took out the eight-star flywheel and one took out the long sword, surging with the spiritual energy in the body, preparing to fight. .
Seeing this, Song Ming didn't say much, just gritted his teeth: "You'll fight! These fierce beasts have a big beast crystal on their foreheads."
He took out the knife. It was a three-finger-wide knife that was slightly shorter than a sword and longer than a dagger. The sharp blade was bloodthirsty and cold, and it whizzed with the surge of spiritual power in his hand. A fierce air flow.
Ning Lang saw that they had set their feet one by one, and it seemed that they could not escape this battle, so he swallowed: "Okay, then! Fight for battle! It's for the beast crystal's sake." He took out the dagger and held it directly in his hand, staring nervously at the back.
Feng Jiu on the tree looked at and curled her lips: "Don't worry, if there is a life-threatening danger, I will save you." As long as her life is not endangered, she will let them deal with it. In the following days, they can become more confident.
With his words, the few people no longer hesitate, and it is better to take the initiative to attack instead of being passive.
Therefore, when they saw the sharp claws of a Tier 9 giant wolf flying at the forefront, the spirit power surged in the bodies of several people, and they shot out instantly, flying out, the sword in their hands contained fierce murderous intent. Towards the fierce beast.
"Wow!"
There was a howl of a wolf, and the howling sound contained the pressure of a holy beast. It echoed in the night. The wolves in the forest seemed to be responding to the wolf, howling one by one, and for a time, the howling of the wolf was high and low. Various spreads.
Feng Jiu glanced at a few people, then raised his eyes to look at the wolf king who was leaping up high...