Eight Desolate Valkyries

Chapter 700 The Power of Wind
It was less than half an hour since the wind wolf launched the offensive, and nearly thirty people were killed or injured, and those injured could not escape the fate of death in this harsh environment.

The rest of the people huddled together to keep warm and formed a defensive circle. With the support of puppets, spirit weapons and even formations, there will be no accidents for the time being, but it is not a long-term solution. If the wind wolf does not retreat, everyone present will undoubtedly die, because The number of the wind wolf army exceeded the expectations of tens of thousands, as many as hundreds of thousands.

Almost everyone did not expect such a terrible number. If they knew this, they would definitely break out before the wind wolves gathered. Even though there would be casualties, the hope of survival is greater.

Nan Gongyan pondered. He asked Luo Cheng to kill the Wind Wolf King, but he was just sending him to die. He didn't expect him to kill all the Wind Wolf Kings in the army.

It seems that there is no hope, but Nan Gongyan is not an ordinary person. After pondering for a while, he has another plan. Under the premise of ensuring everyone's tacit understanding, he moves the defensive circle and breaks out.

When he had this thought, Luo Cheng hadn't gotten too far away from the defense circle, so he could have called him back.

However, Nan Gongyan just chuckled and looked at Luo Cheng's back playfully.

"Brother Pei, you are really a brave supporter."

That Xu Jun had fun in the midst of suffering, and in the face of such a dangerous situation, he still did not forget to confront each other.

Pei Yongchang didn't bother to answer, his expression was heavy, he could probably guess what Luo Cheng was thinking.

Based on Luo Cheng's situation, he must make a move to deal with the seven-headed wind wolf king. If he really has the ability, he can wait until the other people present are dead before making a move. He can escape and obtain infinite spirits. Directly become a heaven-level powerhouse, and then perform sacrifices to become a god-soul realm.

But Luo Cheng didn't do this. His actions can be said to be kind, but he didn't explain this to everyone. He went his own way and didn't care what others thought.

"Are all sword practitioners this weird?"

Pei Yongchang thought so.

At the same time, Luo Cheng had completely left the defense group and was among the wind wolves. Seeing this human being so arrogant, a large group of wind wolves attacked him, vowing to tear him apart before giving up.

"Wind wolf, wind wolf, with the word wind, I will show you what the power of wind is."

Luo Cheng had six sky-level flying swords for body protection, and saw the flying swords swiping 'shua, shua, shua', harvesting wind wolves mercilessly.

But this is not a long-term solution. No matter how powerful the flying sword is, it cannot match the large number of wind wolves. Many wind wolves have already bumped into the spirit sword, causing it to shake.

"If he wants to get close to the Wind Wolf King, it's a bit embarrassing, and it doesn't mean that he can solve the problem by getting close."

The red-haired old man said worriedly.

That's right, after getting close to the Wind Wolf King, you still need to free up your hands to kill.

"However, he can break through in this way." The strong man who had previously clashed with Luo Cheng smiled strangely.

As soon as this remark came out, the people present were stunned for a moment, and then cursed loudly, obviously agreeing with what the strong man said.

"This kid is too despicable, he can go and lie to us."

"Yes! Let us hope in vain."

"hateful!"

"asshole!"

Hearing these unbearable scolding, Pei Yongchang was very angry for some reason, and shouted: "You guys are endless, and he didn't use your strength to act!"

As soon as these words came out, many people immediately shut up, because the words were true, Luo Cheng was able to escape because of his ability, and he did not rely on them.

It's just that, seeing himself waiting to die here, Luo Cheng is going further and further away, and he is not reconciled.

"Brother Pei, you have abandoned you, why are you still talking for him?" Xu Jun said gloomily.

"Hmph, he's not that kind of person."

Pei Yongchang didn't know where his confidence came from, maybe it was his trust in Luo Cheng.

But others don't believe it.

Nan Gongyan curled his lips. Seeing that Luo Cheng had walked hundreds of meters, there was a gap on the left. As long as he reached there and moved forward at full speed, he could escape.

"Everyone thinks about themselves, there's nothing wrong with that, everyone, I still have one..."

He didn't expect to see Luo Cheng's miserable end, he was about to tell his plan, but was interrupted immediately.

"Oh my God, he is really heading towards the Wind Wolf King!"

The sharp-eyed person before was still alive, interrupting Nan Gongyan's words with an exclamation also lifted the spirits of the others.

Looking up, he found that Luo Cheng was still heading towards the direction where the wind wolves were densely packed, instead of the left where he could escape.

People were surprised and delighted, but they also found that Luo Chengfeijian was about to lose its hold, and could not maintain the airtight state under the continuous impact of the wind wolf.

"here we go."

Feeling the increase in the number of wind wolves around him, Luo Cheng looked towards the dark rear and sneered, "Are animals also afraid?"

After speaking, he held the obsidian sword tightly in his right hand and began to dance.

It's dancing, not swinging. The black long sword in his hand is dancing in a casual and smooth way with exquisite movements, or postures, but it has no lethality, and the sword's edge is also facing the empty air.

"He... is he dancing?"

Someone saw it, but couldn't believe it at all.

"Dance?"

"That's right, it's a sword dance, every swordsman knows it."

The person who saw it was also a swordsman, so he recognized it at a glance.

Sword dance is a special dance. In the hands of a male swordsman, it is masculine and chic, showing a free and easy air. If it is a woman, it is light and rhythmic, just like a fairy in the sword.

With Luo Cheng's mastery of swordsmanship, the sword dance is naturally eye-opening and breathtaking.

Of course, this is not just a dance, every time Luo Cheng raises and lowers his arms, and under the sound of the sword's light piercing the air, endless wind rushes in, blowing from his feet. out.

The wind is endless and pervasive. It is the power of the wind. With the addition of the sword pill and the wind blade, it far exceeds the wind blade released by the wind wolf king.

It can be said that the wind wolf will die if touched, and the corpse will be thrown far away.

Then a spectacle appeared, Luo Cheng in the sword dance seemed to have a magnetic field, the wind wolf just had time to let out a scream, and then his whole body was torn apart and flew out.

And this magnetic field is far beyond the threat posed by the number of wind wolves.

"This……"

"It's too amazing!"

"I was so scared that I almost flew into the sky!"

The people on Pei Yongchang's side were all dumbfounded, especially the powerful wind was only released by Luo Chengjianwu.

Even the attention Luo Cheng attracted on their side was too amazing, and the pressure was relieved a lot.

Roar!
Suddenly, the Wind Wolf King, who had been lurking in the rear, rushed over, obviously unable to sit still, and asked Luo Cheng to continue dancing, no amount of Wind Wolf would be enough to kill him.

Because the consumption of the gang wind is far less than the threat posed by the wind wolf.

To put it bluntly, Luo Cheng was able to instantly kill the wind wolf with only [-]% of his strength, which meant that he could keep killing if the situation allowed.

(End of this chapter)