Legend of Yan Wu

This demonic wolf didn't seem to be very skilled in fighting. It must be an adult monster, and it couldn't attack Han Mo's figure.

Han Mo looked at the distraught demon wolf, and felt a little excited. This was the first time that Han Mo had really confronted a monster head-on. Although the opponent was not strong, it was definitely just right for Han Mo to practice.

Han Mo didn't plan to deal with the demon wolf immediately, but instead used the demon wolf as a training target. Although Han Mo's proficiency in fighting qi is already good, the accuracy of his attacks is too poor. The eyes are in place, but the hands and feet that attack are always unable to hit accurately.

"Left foot." Han Mo yelled, his footsteps twisted one after another, and the branch in his hand was pointed at the left foot of the wolf. Back off.

Han Mo yelled at Demon Wolf with a wicked smile, the attack just now was very fast, Han Mo was already very satisfied to be able to hit the designated point with such a quick attack.

Knowing that he was not Han Mo's opponent, the demon wolf hesitated for a moment, then turned around and ran away.

Seeing that the wolf was about to flee, Han Mo yelled, and quickly chased after it. Since it came, how could Han Mo let it leave so lightly.

Han Mo's footsteps stepped on the ground quickly, his legs switched back and forth quickly, and gradually became unreal, the surrounding objects were also retreating rapidly collectively, and the distance between Han Mo and the magic wolf was also rapidly closing.

"Look at the trick." Han Mo suddenly jumped up and shot the stick in his hand at the fleeing wolf.

The wooden stick scratched through the space, and shot at the wolf with a whoosh, and then hit the wolf's head accurately, knocking over the wolf's forward body, sliding on the ground for several meters before hitting the ground. He stopped on a big tree.

Han Mo's forward figure didn't hesitate, he jumped high with the help of impact inertia, his legs bent, his hands clenched his ankles, and his knees directly pressed against the demon wolf's stomach from top to bottom, immediately giving the demon wolf all the trouble. Squeezed it out, hung on his lips in disgust.

Just like that, a demon wolf died gloriously, without leaving a trace of blood, and the death was so strange.

Han Mo also took a disgusted look at the wolf who didn't even have time to bark, clapped his hands, looked around, and was dumbfounded. Now Han Mo is completely lost. He died inside, and was not discovered by the clansmen who went to the mountain to practice until after he died. Han Mo couldn't help but shudder at the thought of this.

In the back mountain of the Han family, although there are relatively few monsters in the periphery, there will be no less monsters active at night. Han Mo's strength is still very weak, and it is okay to deal with some weak first-order monsters alone, but if Once he encounters a group of monsters, Han Mo will have to die. It is estimated that in a few days, Han Mo will become the excrement of monsters in the back mountain.

Han Mo glanced at the demon wolf, looked at the route the demon wolf was gliding, and walked towards the place where he came before, the night will come soon, if Han Mo has not walked out of the back mountain before the night comes , that would be dangerous.

God is not what people want, after an hour, Han Mo is still dizzy in the woods, it looks the same everywhere, except that the big tree is still the big tree.

"I, Han Mo, won't really want to spend the night here." Han Mo looked at the sky that was about to darken, and said in a panic.

Just when Han Mo was feeling entangled, something more entangled appeared. He saw many pairs of dark eyes suddenly appearing around him, staring at Han Mo fiercely, and the hairs on Han Mo's whole body stood on end.

"No way, I shouldn't have memorized it like this." Han Mo swallowed hard as he watched more and more demon wolves nearby. There are so many demon wolves here, maybe he broke into their territory .

"Aww." A significantly taller demon wolf stood on a boulder and howled towards Han Mo.

The demon wolf king howled, and dozens of demon wolves around him immediately started to move, and all of them rushed towards Han Mo with their bloody mouths wide open.

Seeing this, Han Mo couldn't help but soften his feet. With such a demonic wolf, he would be a ghost if he was not eaten, but he was already surrounded by demonic wolves, and it was impossible to escape. Han Mo's eyes turned quickly, and suddenly froze On a big tree not far away, without the slightest hesitation, he rushed towards the big tree quickly.

The devil wolf doesn't know how to climb trees, as long as he climbs on the book, the devil wolf will have nothing to do with him, Han Mo still thinks in his heart.

"Aww." A demon wolf leaped out from behind the tree and bit Han Mo who was rushing towards him.

"Well done." Han Mo yelled, his forward figure jumped up, and after somersaulting, the soles of his feet fell directly on the back of the demon wolf from top to bottom. With this little force, Han Mo's figure He pulled himself up again, hugged the branch of the big tree, turned over and sat on it.

Han Mo looked at the devil wolf grinning below, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "You bastards, come on, isn't it very annoying? Come on, accompany grandpa to fight on the tree." Han Mo continued to climb up the tree as he spoke. , until he climbed to the top of the book, so that he could no longer climb, Han Mo stopped and looked down at the more than 20 magic wolves. The wolf itself is really difficult to deal with.

As time went by, the sky gradually darkened. At first, Han Mo thought that he would be fine as long as he climbed up the big tree, but now he remembered that if the magic wolf didn't leave, wouldn't he want to be on top of it? stay forever.

God still carried out his style, which was not satisfactory. Not only did the more than 20 magic wolves below not leave, but there were a few more, all crouching under the tree, staring at Han Mo on the tree.

"Ordinary bandits don't leave at night. They're trying to starve me to death." Han Mo gently stroked his deflated stomach, complaining.

It was late at night, and the temperature dropped a lot accordingly. Han Mo curled up on the edge of a tree branch, looked at the demon wolf below, hesitated for a while, and counted the gods in the ring, and now meditating in case something happens Be careful if you fall down, you probably don't know how you died, so if you have time, study about refining the gods, so as not to waste time.

Han Mo held the scroll in his hand, his consciousness slowly penetrated into the scroll, and carefully read the information inside. Now Han Mo still has a half-knowledge of refining the gods, and he has not even reached the entry level of one yuan, and even how to practice is extremely jerky , which is unavoidable because Han Mo did not observe thoroughly before.

Holding the scroll in his hand, Han Mo unconsciously entered the ocean of refining gods, only feeling that the energy around him was not fighting spirit, but extremely tiny spiritual elements.