As the saying goes — —
A wolf was not scary, but a pack of wolves was scary.
There was another saying, "A fierce tiger cannot defeat a pack of wolves." That was the truth.
No animal would want to encounter a pack of wolves in the jungle. If it was in the past, Di Shitian would temporarily avoid them when he heard that it was a pack of wolves. He did not think that he could defeat hundreds or thousands of wolves. If there was a wolf king among them, the pack of wolves would be even more terrifying.
Because — —
The wolf king must have wisdom and spirituality that other wolves did not have. Under the command of the wolf king, the pack of wolves would be more aggressive.
"The wolf howls are bleak and continuous. It seems that the target of the pack of wolves is not simple. It should not have been killed by the pack of wolves." Listening to the continuous howls of the wolves, Indra couldn't help but ponder, "In the Tiger Hill mountain range, there shouldn't be many beasts that can match me. What kind of beast can block the attack of the wolf pack?"
As he said that, a burst of curiosity rose in his heart. His original plan of looking for prey in other directions was immediately abandoned. He turned around and rushed to the southeast where the pack of wolves appeared.
If it was in the past, Sakra wouldn't join in the fun. The wolf pack was too scary. If he rashly went over, he might be swallowed by the pack of wolves. But now, it was different. His powerful body was even stronger than an adult tiger. His solid fur couldn't be scratched by the claws and teeth of ordinary animals. Coupled with the demon power in his body, he was confident that in this mountain forest, no animal could keep him.
He was curious about the target of the pack of wolves. He did not suppress this psychology and obediently rushed to the southeast.
Although his body had become bigger than before, his speed did not slow down at all. Instead, it became more and more rapid. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, he quickly shuttled through the dense jungle. Along the way, he did not release the aura of the king of beasts. Instead, he used the Tiger Roar Skill to restrain his aura.
Running at full speed all the way, his figure could not be seen at all. Only a black shadow could be vaguely seen flashing. It was obvious that his speed was extremely fast.
With the howls of the wolves guiding the way, it didn't take long for Di Shitian to arrive near the pack of wolves.
He hid his body in a pile of weeds that was as tall as a person, and his two bright eyes peered out. His heart was immediately replaced by a kind of surprise.
"Someone has entered the Tiger Hill Mountain Range, and they are all carrying swords and sabers."
Following his gaze, there was a slightly wider area not far away. There were relatively fewer trees, and a few tents were set up on the ground. In front of the tents, there were a few bonfires with flames half the height of a person. The flames were bright red, and it lit up the surroundings. Beside the bonfires, there were dozens of people vigilantly holding torches.
Clenching their weapons tightly, they looked at the dense pack of wolves around them with a horrified expression on their faces.
"These aren't ordinary Hunters. They look like the ancient Jianghu people I heard about in my previous life. Why would these people suddenly come to Tiger Hill Mountain Range?" Di Shitian was secretly puzzled. This group of people brought tents and held sharp swords and sabers. Every one of them carried a trace of murderous aura. It was obvious that they were definitely not ordinary people.
Different from the Cultivators he had seen before, these people's bodies were not flowing with Spiritual Power or Vital Essence, but a kind of power that he was not familiar with. He felt it for a while, and it seemed to be the Genuine Qi of martial arts in the secular world. He vaguely guessed that these people might be Wulin masters in the secular world.
Looking at the pack of wolves that surrounded the campsite of the Jianghu people, it was even more frightening. There were thousands of wolves, and each of them was tall and strong. When they opened their mouths, sharp wolf fangs were shining with cold light. They stared at the strangers in the middle, drooling drop by drop. In the pairs of shining green eyes, there was a bloodthirsty light.
"Wolves, this is the pack of wolves in Tiger Hill Mountain Range. This time we are in trouble." A middle-aged man in the middle looked at the dense pack of wolves with a wry smile. There was fear in his eyes.
"Gang Leader, there are too many of these wolves. I'm afraid there are at least one or two thousand of them. If they were not afraid of the fire, they would have already pounced on us. What should we do? " A big man with a scar on his face was standing beside the middle-aged man. He was holding a thick saber tightly. He swallowed his saliva and spoke with some despair.
It was obvious that this middle-aged man was the gang leader he spoke of.
This group of people was originally a medium-sized gang in Jianghu called the Big Saber Gang. As the name implied, most of the gang members used sabers. There were more than a thousand people in the gang. The gang's address was in a town near Tiger Hill Mountain Range. This time, they heard that there was a strange light in Tiger Hill Mountain Range. It was a sign that a treasure was about to appear. Unable to restrain the greed and curiosity in his heart, Gang Leader Mao Yidao heard that many Wulin people had begun to head to Tiger Hill Mountain Range. He could not help but lead the Left and Right Guardians, as well as a group of elite disciples, to the mountain range.
With the idea of being the first to get it, Mao Yidao led his people and charged into the mountain range after making some preparations.
Although there were wild beasts roaming around the edge of the mountain range, there were not many of them. They heard that the strange light was in the innermost part of the mountain range. Along the way, they encountered mountains and rivers. When they arrived here with great difficulty and saw that the sky was gradually darkening, they found a spacious place to set up their tents and rest.
Who would have thought that a pack of vicious wolves would suddenly appear? They surrounded the camp with three layers inside and three layers outside. If it were not for the burning fires, the pack of wolves would have already pounced on them.
"Damn it, I might have to die here today. Dao Ba, immediately lead the brothers to form a saber formation. The torches won't last long. These damn wolves will definitely rush over." As a gang leader, Mao Yidao was also a ruthless person. Seeing that there was no way out, the muscles on his face twitched and he shouted orders to Dao Ba, who was beside him.
"Yes, Gang Leader. I, Dao Ba, don't believe that these unintelligent wolves will be able to keep us here." Dao Ba shouted loudly as if he could boost his courage.
He walked to the back and waved his saber at the dozens of men who were dressed in martial arts attire. Those who were able to come here were all elite disciples of the Big Saber Gang. All of them had killed their way out. They understood the situation they were in and all of them showed signs of facing death calmly. Three people. The three of them grouped together and formed the most common tripartite formation. The thick sabers in their hands flickered with a cold light. They raised the power in their bodies to the limit.
"Fu Shan, your throwing saber is the best in the gang. There are so many wolves, so there must be a Wolf King among them. Follow me. Once you find the Wolf King, immediately use your throwing saber to end it. Once the Wolf King is dead, the pack of wolves will have no leader and will retreat. Whether or not we can get out of danger this time will all depend on you. "
At this time, Mao Yidao spoke to a man with a sharp gaze behind him. That man didn't have a saber in his hand like the others. Instead, he was playing with a three inch long throwing saber in his right hand. Although the throwing saber was small, it had a sharp edge. His slender hands were well-maintained and white like a woman's hands. This was a pair of hands that were born to play with sabers.
"Don't worry, Gang Leader. As long as the Wolf King appears, I can guarantee that the throwing saber in my hand will immediately pierce its neck." Fu Shan's tone was filled with deep confidence.
"Awooo!!"
At this time, a wolf howl filled with pride came from the pack of wolves. This howl was different from other wolf howls. It was extremely penetrating and the aura of the howl was like that of a proud and aloof king.
"Awooo!!"
The pack of wolves responded, and the green light in their eyes became even more intense. It was as if they had received some kind of signal from the howl just now. One by one, the tall wild wolves moved at the same time. They completely ignored the torches in front of the campsite and fiercely pounced on the people.
With ferocious faces, terrifying fangs, and sharp claws, the pack of wolves began to attack with a ferocious aura.
"Kill!!"
With a loud roar, the people of the Big Saber Gang also moved. Their bodies exploded with a strong murderous aura. Their large sabers shone with a cold light. Every three people formed a tripartite formation. They waved their sabers and didn't give in at all to the pack of wolves.
The pack of wolves rushed forward without regard for their own safety and launched a sharp attack on the people of the Big Saber Gang. Even if they were cut by the large sabers, their claws would fall on the opponent's body. They would either scratch a few bloody wounds or tear off a piece of flesh.
The people of the Big Saber Gang who came here were the elites of the gang. Each of them had good strength. When the three of them worked together, they could take care of each other. However, there were too many wolves. Often, they would disregard their own safety and leave a wound on the body of the Big Saber Gang. It was difficult for two fists to fight against four hands. The fierce attacks made the Big Saber Gang fall into a disadvantage from the beginning.
"Kacha!!"
When a disciple was careless, a vicious wolf suddenly jumped out and opened its mouth to bite down on his throat. In an instant, that person's throat was bitten to pieces. Blood gushed out. The throat was one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. Once bitten, it was obvious that the end result was obvious.
Seeing blood, the pack of wolves became even crazier.
"Wolves really are the most aggressive species in the world. One wolf is not scary, but a pack of wolves is really scary."
Di Shitian hid in the weeds and silently watched the battle between the people and the beasts in front of him. There was a strange light flashing in his eyes.
Just now, he also keenly discovered that there was definitely a wolf king in the pack of wolves. And the wolf king should be the one that first howled. Looking at the ferocious behavior of the wolf pack, Di Shitian suddenly had an idea that he didn't originally have.
"Mother White Tiger and the others were captured by cultivators. In this world, cultivators are the most powerful. I'm afraid that the demon race is weak. Even if I cultivate to become a demon in the future, I alone will not be able to rescue them from the Immortal Cultivation Sect." The light in his eyes became stronger and stronger. He looked at the wolf pack and said, "Any animal that can become the king of a race must have a spirituality that other wolves don't have. If I can subdue it, it will be a helper in the future. "
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