Fish swimming around the world

The eight hundred cavalrymen were obviously the best among the best. Their swords had already been unsheathed, their spears raised straight up, and they followed him straight into the opponent's camp.

The barbarians were in extreme confusion when they saw the ghost soldiers rushing towards them, and they had no power to resist. Moreover, Jiang Fan's team was followed by ghost soldiers rushing from mid-air. This formation was simply terrifying.

Just one barbarian cavalryman who came face to face was killed, and eight hundred cavalry roared past.

There were constant screams from behind, people were yelling and horses were neighing, and there was a chaos. Jiang Fan didn't dare to look back, and he just ran away with all his strength. The rumors about the ghost soldiers were too scary, and they could absorb the souls of living people wherever they went. Who knew if it was true, but he didn't want curiosity to kill the cat.

After galloping for fifty miles in one breath, changing directions several times in the process, it was estimated that even the pursuers would not be able to catch up for a while, so Jiang Fan reined in the horse and stopped.

Looking back, I saw a peaceful wilderness covered with ice and snow, nothing left.

Only then did he lead the team back to the route agreed with Du Lun, but I didn't know whether the two sides missed it.

He was no longer in such a hurry to hurry up. Jiang Fan was relieved. He stretched out his hand to wipe away the cold sweat and said with lingering fear: "I'm going to go and meet a real ghost while pretending to be a ghost. What's the matter..."

"There are fluctuations in the formation." Wang Gelu held up the reins and urged his horse to come to him and said.

Jiang Fan nodded. He also felt it. The moment Qian Ren Cliff unfolded, he sensed extremely strong fluctuations in the formation.

"Could it be...a big formation?"

Wang Gelu thought deeply: "What kind of formation can create such a scene? It looks like ghost soldiers crossing the border. I have never heard of such a thing for a long time. No wonder the barbarians regard it as a miracle."

Jiang Fan said: "I have heard before that there is a saying that Yin soldiers are crossing the border. It is a special scene that appears under extremely special environmental conditions. But there are fluctuations in the formation here. Could it be that the innate formation caused this abnormal phenomenon?"

He wasn't sure, this was too weird. If it wasn't the Innate Formation, who could have such a skill?

He shook his head, looked at the people who were still in shock, raised his riding whip and pointed forward: "Du Lun's men and horses should be not far ahead. I'll go over and join them first."

Wang Gelu nodded: "I will lead my troops to sneak into the uninhabited land first. Your Majesty can send snowbirds to send messages at any time."

Just as Jiang Fan was about to urge his horse to start, Big Gray Wolf suddenly let out two howls, raised its ears, and bared its teeth while facing forward, as if it had discovered something.

Jiang Fan was just wondering, but Wang Gelu's expression changed drastically, and he stared sharply at the night ahead: "Something is approaching!"

Jiang Fan was stunned: "Did Du Lun arrive?"

Wang Quulu shook his head: "Not like a human being..." His face was extremely solemn, he stared straight ahead, and he held the scythe tightly in his hand.

Jiang Fan followed his gaze and saw nothing, but suddenly he felt an extremely dangerous aura. There seemed to be something terrifying behind the hills ahead.

The next moment, Jiang Fan also looked solemn: "Everyone, prepare for war!"

Time passed by, and dozens of breaths later, Jiang Fan suddenly saw a huge white wolf appearing on the hill. It slowly climbed to the top from the back of the hill, a pair of red and bloody evil eyes looking at him. Look at them.

"White Wolf God?"

Jiang Fan was shocked.

Unexpectedly, although the White Wolf God was not at Qianren Cliff, he would appear here.

Facing this most powerful beast in grassland legend, everyone was extremely nervous and clenched their weapons.

However, this is not the end. Although the dark and suppressed murderous aura of this beast is terrifying enough, there seems to be more terrifying aura behind it.

Soon, Jiang Fan was horrified to see countless giant wolves the size of horses climbing to the top of the hill. He didn't know how many there were, but they were definitely no less than two thousand!

Jiang Fan's palms were sweating. This was different from when he took the initiative to find the White Wolf God. At that time, he could observe in secret and control his own advance and retreat. But in this case, it was troublesome. The White Wolf God and the Giant Wolf Brigade unexpectedly appeared. Appearing here, are they looking for food?

Without having time to think about it, he immediately looked around to see if there was any place where he could escape or hide.

Although there are 800 masters, there is really no confidence in fighting against the two thousand giant wolves led by the White Wolf God.

Unfortunately, there were only slightly rolling hills around, so there was no cover at all.

It was impossible to run. He had seen the speed of the giant wolf, and the horse could never run. Especially when he felt the BMW trembling all over when he sat down, his legs were probably weak.

"Get ready to fight!" Wang Gelu roared in a deep voice.

There is no other way. Man's calculation is not as good as God's. Who knows that such an emergency will occur. The only way is to fight to the death for a chance of survival.

Jiang Fan's eyes were downcast. He thought of his animal physique, which might be the only life-saving straw in front of him, but would it have any effect? He wasn't sure anymore.

The White Wolf God had already led the pack of wolves towards them from the hills, obviously not intending to let them go.

Jiang Fan forced himself to calm down and took two deep breaths: "Don't move yet, let me take a look..."

As he spoke, he jumped off the horse that had been frightened for a long time and walked forward alone.

"Your Majesty!" Wang Gelu was shocked.

Jiang Fan turned his back to him and raised his hand to signal not to be nervous.

After walking a dozen steps forward, he stopped carefully.

At this moment, the White Wolf God has arrived within a stone's throw of them.

Everyone saw the amazing size, which was three times the size of an ordinary horse. The silver and shiny hair shone in the moonlight, and the blood-red eyes made people dare not look directly at it.

Behind it, there were about two thousand giant wolves following. The unprecedented huge herd of beasts exuded an extremely terrifying aura, covering the entire grassland, making people dare not even breathe, and many people even had a blank mind.

At this moment, the White Wolf God noticed this human who dared to walk towards him.

It stopped, and its scarlet eyes flashed, staring at Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan suddenly felt an unprecedented terrifying aura coming towards him. He was like a little white rabbit standing in front of a big tiger. He trembled all over, and even his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling up and down twice.

At that moment, he found that there seemed to be some confusion in the eyes of the White Wolf God, but then he became murderous, and the primitive cruel killing intent was not concealed, cold and bloody.

Jiang Fan was almost unable to breathe because of the suppression of the murderous aura.

This was the peerless beast, and for the first time, he had encountered a peerless beast that was hostile to him.

His beastly physique that was always invincible was ineffective against the White Wolf God.

It seemed that Sun Buer and the Empress were right. Don't generalize beasts. It's impossible for all beasts to have a good impression of you.

This White Wolf God was the first one. At that moment, Jiang Fan couldn't help but think that maybe because the White Wolf God was from the barbarian region, was he only effective against the beasts of the Chinese tribe?

Of course, this more unreliable thought was only fleeting. Facing the White Wolf God, he had no spare energy to think more.

Its terrifying momentum far exceeded that of the peak Great Saint. Even Dalang and Xiaoyin were not so terrifying. Even the feeling that the fisherman brought to Jiang Fan when he spread out his ten-foot magic shadow did not seem to reach this level.