wicked immortal

After the wind and sand, there is endless silence.

The camel team was behind them, leaving behind a series of endless footprints.

Under the hot weather, people have no interest in chatting, even the porters who survived the catastrophe are still on their way in muffled voices.

Walking in the desert, you must endure loneliness, because chatting is also a kind of consumption of life.

The solitude and vastness of the desert is awe-inspiring.

Similarly, when crossing the desert, there will be a strong sense of accomplishment.

Every time I cross a sand dune, I feel more or less satisfied in my heart.

Wolves!

When the camel team climbed over a huge hill, everyone was stunned, and several porters even collapsed on the ground.

On the other side of the dunes, there are overwhelming wolves.

Thousands of wolves stood quietly in the desert, which looked extraordinarily weird.

Looking at the dense pack of wolves, everyone believed that all the wolves in the Er Desert had gathered together.

People see a person.

On a small sand dune, a tall and burly man stood. His dark face was full of masculine beauty. Surrounded by thousands of wolves, this feeling became stronger and stronger.

Millennium demon wolf!

"We met again." The Millennium Demon Wolf looked at Li Hao who was several miles away, and said slowly. The voice that sounded indifferent was extremely penetrating, as if it was right next to the ear.

"Young Master misses the slave family so much, the slave family is really happy." Li Hao looked at the thousand-year-old wolf with a full smile, his face full of seductiveness.

"Hehe, you won't be happy anytime soon!" In the eyes of the thousand-year-old demon wolf, a trace of ferocity was fleeting.

"Really! Do you really think you can kill me?" Li Hao rolled up his orchid fingers, and gently brushed the hair around his ears.

"Today, even if the wolves in the Er Desert are extinct from now on, I will let your corpse lie in the desert!" The thousand-year-old demon wolf resolutely said.

"Are you not afraid that I will fly away with the sword?" Li Hao took off the hair crown on his head, and his beautiful hair fell like a waterfall. Coupled with the charming smile on his face, Zhao Yuan actually had a feeling of surprise.

***, is this guy a woman or a man?

"I am a woman and a man." Li Hao suddenly glanced sideways at Zhao Yuan, as if he had guessed what Zhao Yuan was thinking.

"Ahem..." Zhao Yuan's face blushed suddenly, and he felt a chill in his heart.

"Mr. Zhao, as long as you kill him, tonight, the slave family will become a woman." Li Hao's seductive face, charming expression and waterfall-like hair make all the men think that he is a woman.

Zhao Yuan resisted the urge to vomit. He didn't speak, and begged another porter for a machete, and strode down the sand dunes without hesitation. Because of excessive force, deep pits were left on the desert. His steps seemed extraordinarily firm. .

The sand dune where Zhao Yuan was standing was at least four miles away from the millennium wolf, and there were thousands of desert wolves in between.

The fat boss and a group of porters watched Zhao Yuan getting closer and closer to the wolves, and shook their heads and sighed. In their eyes, the taciturn, honest and honest Zhao Yuan was a little abnormal recently, as if he had been possessed by a demon, which was really unreasonable.

Everyone naturally didn't know that at this moment, Zhao Yuan needed to show his loyalty. Only in this way could he completely gain Li Hao's trust...

……

Zhao Yuan's face was almost hysterical and crazy, and his whole body was filled with a palpitating murderous aura.

The sharp scimitar shone brightly under the scorching sun.

Zhao Yuan walked in the desert step by step, getting closer and closer to the dense pack of wolves.

Seeing Zhao Yuan approaching, the originally quiet pack of wolves showed a trace of restlessness. Among them, some timid desert wolves retreated unconsciously.

On Zhao Yuan's body, there was a fierce force that even the wolves were afraid of.

The Millennium Demon Wolf looked at Zhao Yuan.

Li Hao also looked at Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan's every move fell into the eyes of the two of them.

Neither of them saw the appreciation in each other's eyes.

Finally, Zhao Yuan approached the wolves, keeping a distance of less than twenty feet from the wolves.

"kill!"

Zhao Yuan suddenly yelled, raised the sharp scimitar with both hands, and ran wildly in the desert, sweeping towards the wolves like a hurricane. '

oh oh...

The wolves seemed to be enraged by Zhao Yuan, and they roared earth-shatteringly. Then, tens of thousands of wolves swarmed towards Zhao Yuan. Seen from a distance, they looked fierce like a boiling tide.

Before his eyes, an astonishing scene appeared.

Zhao Yuan was killing among the wolves like crazy, and the wolves attacked fiercely. One by one, the desert wolves were chopped to death by Zhao Yuan, with blood splattered in the air and their internal organs flying. It was extremely tragic. .

The porters standing on the sand dunes felt chills down their backs.

The group of women beside Li Hao also showed horror on their faces.

Zhao Yuan's brute force is really astonishing, even if the sharp scimitar is swung mechanically in his hand, it actually forms a halo formed by the light of the sword. , It's not even the real energy of the people in the rivers and lakes, it's completely a line of defense built by strength and speed.

It was a defense line of death, a line of death defense that water could not enter, as long as a wolf approached, it would be immediately killed by the sharp blade.

Power, brutal and accurate power.

Wild power capable of tearing apart any obstacle.

Yusheng's sword technique showed ferociousness. The scimitar in Zhao Yuan's hand was swift and precise, one after another without missing a beat. It forcibly stopped the charge of the wolves, as if standing on a rock at the head of the tide. Stand still.

The ferocious desert wolf was as vulnerable to Zhao Yuan's scimitar as a chicken and a dog.

When it was just a stick of incense, the wolf corpses in the area where Zhao Yuan was active had already piled up like a mountain.

Everyone has the feeling of being terrified.

Click!

Suddenly, there was a crisp cracking sound in the desert.

what? !

"what……"

People exclaimed in unison.

It turned out that the scimitar in Zhao Yuan's hand, who was fighting bloody among the wolves, broke off from the handle, leaving only the bare handle.

The fighting stopped suddenly, and the desert fell into a suffocating silence.

A pack of wolves approached Zhao Yuan bit by bit. The densely packed pack of wolves had completely covered the desert. In Zhao Yuan's desert, it seemed that a huge wolf skin had been spread.

Zhao Yuan obviously didn't expect the scimitar to break, he still held the hilt in his hand with a shocked expression on his face.

If Zhao Yuan is a ferocious beast, then the scimitar is his tooth. Now, Zhao Yuan has become a toothless beast.

The wolves clearly understood this, and did not launch a violent attack, but squeezed Zhao Yuan's space little by little.

From a bird's-eye view from the sand dunes, the scene is extremely shocking.

The wolves formed a huge circle, and in the middle of the circle, there was a small circle with a diameter of less than two feet, and Zhao Yuan was a small black dot in the small circle.

Several porters who were very familiar with Zhao Yuan couldn't bear to watch the next scene of Zhao Yuan being dismembered, and all lowered their heads.

A group of women all looked at Li Hao.

Li Hao still looked at the little black spot among the wolves calmly and calmly, and gently stroked his long hair with his slender hands...