The Return of the Immortal of the City

Chapter 207 Transferring Hatred (Part [-])
Chapter 230 Four Passion of Hatred (for Subscription and Reward)
The little windblade wolf cub kept scurrying and struggling in Ling'er's arms, trying to break free from Ling'er's embrace, screaming "squeak" all the time, with a pair of cute little eyes showing fear, and kept moving toward the center of the wolf pack. Among them, a small white wolf looked over.

There were dozens of wolves in the pack, surrounding the dozen or so disciples of the Xuantian Sect, each of them bared their teeth and let out a low growl of 'woo woo', their green eyes flickered, showing anger and hatred.

Finally, after the small white-haired Windblade Wolf let out a long howl, dozens of tall Windblade Wolves roared suddenly and rushed towards the Xuantian Sect disciple.

Another round of attack, start!

Xuantianzong disciples drew out their swords and magic weapons one by one, showing nervous expressions.

When dozens of windblade wolves attacked, the senior brother suddenly shouted: "Protect the junior sister."

Everyone protected Ling'er in the middle, and the circle narrowed down a bit again, in order to better perform rescue.

The Windblade Wolf is tall and strong, about the size of a calf, and it leaps forward, like a Mount Tai pressing down, its mighty and unstoppable.

And most of these Xuantianzong disciples are in Qin state of mind, and there are only two of them in the Tengyun state, and only one senior brother is able to step into the Sunshine state.

Although the third-order wind blade wolves are mostly equivalent to the Qin state of mind of human monks, they attack with all their strength and enter the fighting state, but their strength is equivalent to the cloud-climbing state.

While opening his mouth, a wind blade wolf spit out a wind blade without hesitation, and the wind blade rushed towards a young disciple of Xuantianzong in an instant.

Although the young man pulled out the sword flower with the long sword in his hand, he couldn't withstand the blow of the wind blade, and he was knocked down to the ground in an instant.

There was even a long gash in the abdomen, and the blood instantly stained the gown red.

The other wind blade wolf jumped forward, with its huge body, it directly threw a disciple who was only in the Qin state of mind to the ground, and its sharp claws drew several deep bloodstains on the young disciple's body, which could be seen clearly. bone.

The windblade wolf opened its mouth wide, revealing its sharp fangs, and fiercely bit down on the throat of the disciple who was thrown to the ground.

If this bite hits, the disciple's neck will be bitten off, the trachea will be torn, and the blood will splash on the spot.

"Evil animal, you dare!"

Fortunately, at this moment, the senior brother took advantage of the gap and slashed down with a sword.

With a hasty blow, the sword energy hit the windblade wolf's back.

The windblade wolf howled in pain, jumped off the disciple with its tail between its legs, turned around and retreated into the pack of wolves.

However, within dozens of breaths, three Xuantianzong disciples were seriously injured and lost their fighting strength.

The other disciples were also exhausted.

After all, they couldn't remember how many times the windblade wolves had attacked.

They blocked wave after wave.

But after the rhythmic roar of the white wolf, another group of windblade wolves will arrive.

The pack of wolves came one after another, attacking non-stop, not giving these Xuantianzong disciples a chance to breathe.

The exhausted Xuantianzong disciples were even more exhausted, and each one of them was more seriously injured.

Ling'er, the little junior sister who was surrounded in the middle, her pretty face was pale at the moment, and her big watery eyes were full of panic.

She didn't know why these wolves always surrounded them, as if they had a blood feud with them and vowed to eat them alive.

The first time he went down the mountain, he was besieged by monsters, fighting fiercely, and there was no way to escape. This made Ling'er, who had never experienced danger and human affairs, feel infinite fear.

"Ah... Senior Brother, Senior Brother Jingyang is dead..."

Seeing another disciple lying in a pool of blood, with his intestines torn apart by the wind blade wolf and scattered all over the ground, Ling'er finally couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, and screamed out.

"Junior sister, don't be afraid, senior brother will protect you!"

The elder brother bullied himself to Ling'er's side, protecting them both with his long sword.

"Brother, there are too many wolves in this pack. It's not an option to go on like this. We must find a way to escape from here as soon as possible, otherwise, we may all die at the hands of these windblade wolves!" A young disciple fought with a windblade wolf, While shouting loudly.

"That's right, what should senior brother do?" A group of young disciples showed panic and nervous expressions, shouting one after another.

Now they had five disciples killed and injured, their strength was greatly damaged, and their personal strength was constantly being consumed; while the wolves had more casualties, but their numbers were still large and were still increasing.

This made them gradually feel bad.

"Retire, everyone centered on junior sister, attack an exit together, and evacuate here immediately!" The senior brother slashed at a windblade wolf that was sneaking up behind him with another sword, and suddenly shouted.

But the white wolf standing on a rock in the distance seemed to be able to see the intentions of these people. First, he gave a "ow" to the little windblade wolf cub in Ling'er's arms, and then raised his trombone to the sky, like a Sirius looking at the moon. .

The voice seemed to be calling, but also like an order.

The jungle was in all directions, and the howling of wolves was heard immediately, as if echoing.

There was rustling in the woods, and it seemed that a large number of wolves were coming.

And these wind blade wolves were even more desperate, one by one bravely came to besiege several people, blocking the retreat of Xuantianzong disciples.

However, at this time, a figure appeared strangely thirty feet away from the attacking range of the wolves. The young man in casual clothes stood with his hands behind his back, looking at everything in front of him calmly, as if life was an ant in his eyes.

It's not that he is indifferent to life, this kind of eyes are used to seeing life and death, and there is no wave of expression.

Gu Bei didn't even pay attention to the warning roar from the white wolf standing on the rock, and the fierce look in his vigilant eyes.

Gu Bei also heard the shouts of killing here, so he came along, stopped for a while, and prepared to leave.

But the result was not as good as Gu Bei's wish.

The disciples of the Xuantian Sect, who were retreating steadily, suddenly saw that "fool" young man appearing here, and they didn't care about this fool's life, because they couldn't protect themselves.

But when he saw Gu Bei who suddenly appeared, there was a different kind of gaze in the eyes of the senior brother, a trace of sinister and cunning flashed away, and he suddenly turned to the junior sister Ling'er: "Junior sister, the wind blade wolf cub! I."

Ling'er also saw how cute this snow-white wolf cub was, so she was reluctant to let go.

Seeing that senior brother asked for wolf cubs at this moment, he was immediately a little unhappy: "Senior senior brother, what do you want Xiaobai for?"

The elder brother seemed to understand something, and hurriedly explained: "The white wolf on the rock is the leader of the wolf pack, and it probably came for the cubs."

"No, Linger likes Xiaobai. Xiaobai belongs to Linger, so you can't let him go!"

Ling'er naturally heard the elder brother's plan, and immediately pouted Lao Gao, showing great displeasure. The unruly and self-willed young lady's temper was vividly displayed.

This is the time when the whole army is about to be wiped out, and this girl is still ignoring the life and death of her fellow disciples for the sake of a little wolf cub.

"Now is not the time to play your temper. Eldest brother promises you, I will definitely find a better pet for you in the future, junior sister!" More than half of the disciples of Xuantianmen have been injured, and the lives of everyone have been seriously threatened. There is no room for loss.

The elder brother had no choice but to use force, and with his hand, he snatched the little wolf cub from Ling'er's arms.

Amidst Ling'er's loud screams, the elder brother directly threw the little wolf cub in the direction of Gu Bei, and threw it hard.

The elder brother suddenly shouted: "Chief White Wolf, your little wolf cub is in the hands of that boy!"

Seeing a white light and shadow fly by, the little wolf cub was thrown in front of Gu Bei, and Gu Bei easily caught it.

The white wolf's crimson eyes immediately showed a bloody light, and suddenly turned its wolf head to Gu Bei, and let out a long roar.

All the windblade wolves stopped attacking the Xuantianmen disciples in an instant, roared in low voices, and surrounded Gu Bei.

"Go, escape now!"

Seeing this, the elder brother immediately yelled at the disciples of the Xuantian Sect, grabbed Ling'er's hand, and rushed towards the distance.

　Thanks to the "Goodbye Stranger" classmates for their 99 book coins.

　　Ji Niu had to apologize again. I didn't do the fourth watch yesterday. I'm sorry.I will work hard today~~ Hey~~
　　
　
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