Douluo the god of justice

Chapter 5 The Wolves
Yang Jian dismounted with Yang Po, and what he saw was a huge city gate and endless iron railings, and soldiers were stationed at the gate.

And outside the city gate is actually a bustling market, most of them sell corpses of soul beasts, there are also restaurants and wine shops, besides that, most of them are soul masters looking for teammates everywhere.

"Is there a great soul master of the assault system? One of the three is missing, control and auxiliary defense, there is a warrant, and the reward is ten gold soul coins."

"Come and check..."

Yang Jian couldn't help being speechless, and followed Yang Po straight to the city gate.

The straight soldiers standing in two rows at the city gate immediately saluted when they saw Yang Po, "I have seen the Lord City Lord."

"Let go!"

The city gate opened, Yang Po nodded to the soldiers and led Yang Jian into it.

It took only a few steps to enter the forest, and the city gate seemed to be a clear dividing line.

Entering the forest, Yang Po obviously became serious, looking in all directions with a pair of tiger eyes, and told Yang Jian behind him, "Everywhere is dangerous for you, you must follow me closely and don't run around."

Far away from the crowd, Yang Jian felt as if he had passed away, nodded and said, "Don't worry."

The two of them hadn't walked for a long time before Yang Po stopped and stared at a big tree in front of him. Yang Jian also noticed that there was a giant python on the tree.

Yang Po said softly, "Let's go around, snake-like soul beasts should not be suitable for you, and this is a thousand-year-old soul beast."

Yang Jian followed Yang Po silently, without unnecessary movements, and even carefully avoided the dead branches on the path. Yang Po turned his head and saw that Yang Jian was so calm, he was not surprised, even Yang Po couldn't imagine what it was Things can change Yang Jian's expression.

The soul beasts in the Hunting Soul Forest are indeed densely distributed. After walking a few steps, there was another wild boar the size of a buffalo rubbing its fur on a boulder in front of it. The two teeth of this wild boar were at least one meter long and gleamed under the sunlight. Shining like steel.

"Martial soul possessed."

Yang Po summoned his martial soul, a red sword with a tiger engraved on the handle, and five halos of yellow, yellow, purple and black floating up and down with the tiger soul sword.

"You wait here, don't run around, this steel-toothed pig should be quite suitable for you, wait for me to subdue it first to determine the number of years, and then decide whether you want to absorb it or not."

Yang Po rushed out as soon as he finished speaking, shouting while running, "The first soul skill, Raging Flame Charge."

Seeing the first yellow soul ring on the tiger soul knife flashed, Yang Po's speed increased greatly, and he came to the steel tooth pig in the blink of an eye.

"The third soul skill, Tiger Roar Slash."

Before the steel-toothed pig could react, Yang Po slashed on the back of the steel-toothed pig with a knife, and a huge wound appeared. It seemed that the spine of the steel-toothed pig was injured, and the steel-toothed pig was instantly paralyzed to the ground.

Just as Yang Po wanted to call Yang Jian over, he turned his head only to find that Yang Jian was already standing behind him. Yang Po wanted to say something but Yang Jian spoke first, "Change it, this one doesn't suit me."

Yang Po didn't care to teach Yang Jian a lesson and ran around in a hurry, "This steel-toothed pig is at least 300 years old, and although the steel-toothed pig's soul beast is not too strong, it is still more suitable for weapon-type martial souls. The skills will be to strengthen the toughness of weapons and enhance damage."

Yang Jian said lightly, "I don't like it."

Yang Po said helplessly, "Jian'er, I also want to find a better one with you for my father, but this steel-toothed pig is really good. I want to find someone more suitable for you than this steel-toothed pig in this hunting soul forest." , and it’s really hard to find ones with a suitable age.”

Yang Jian nodded, "Then look for it slowly. If you are in a hurry, you can go back first. If it's all at this level, I can do it myself."

Now that this is all said, what else can Yang Po say, he can only make up for the steel-toothed pig to end its pain, Yang Po still dares not say anything serious, and being a father like this is no one.

Yang Jian said suddenly, "You seem to be unable to leave."

Yang Po was about to ask a question, but he just felt that a group of spirit beasts surrounded them. Although he was surprised that Yang Jian discovered it before himself, but now is not the time to talk about it.

Yang Po is not worried about his own safety. After all, the Hunting Soul Forest is no stronger than the Millennium Soul Beast. The only worry is that there are too many Soul Beasts and he can't take care of Yang Jian.

For a six-year-old soul warrior with no combat experience, even a ten-year soul beast could pose a threat.

At least a few hundred wolf-shaped spirit beasts came out of the bushes. They did not rush to attack, but surrounded the two of them and approached slowly.

"It's the ghost wolf. Since when did there be such a large pack of ghost wolves in the Hunting Soul Forest? The patrolling soul masters here are really useless."

Yang Po frowned. With such a large pack of wolves, the wolf king must be a thousand-year-old soul beast, but he didn't know how many thousand years it was.

Yang Po looked at Yang Jian and found that Yang Jian still had no mood swings. He looked at the wolves with indifferent eyes. Yang Po was a little worried that Yang Jian's newborn calf was not afraid of tigers.

"Jian'er, don't be impulsive. These wolves are not something you can handle. Let me break through behind your back."

Yang Jian nodded, and then summoned a divine eye that had never been shown in front of others.

A vertical eye appeared between Yang Jian's eyebrows. He slowly opened his eyes and scanned the pack of wolves. Afterwards, Yang Jian withdrew his eyes. For the current Yang Jian, the eyes are still a bit reluctant to use. The consumption of soul power is too great.

"A total of 860 two ghost wolves, only a small half of the ones that appear now are ten-year spirit beasts, and more than half are hidden in the bushes, 92 century-old ghost wolves and three thousand-year ghost beasts are hidden."

Yang Po was a little confused, did Yang Jian summon a second martial soul just now?

Before Yang Po could react, Yang Jian had already summoned the three-pointed two-edged sword.

"You can't run away. The wolves are best at hunting. They can only disperse if they kill the wolf king."

Yang Jian's voice awakened Yang Po, and Yang Po nodded. He understood the truth, but he was afraid that something might happen to Yang Jian.

"The Wolf King is 300 meters ahead on the left. There are two thousand-year-olds and ten eight-nine-hundred-year-old ones by his side. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine as soon as you can."

Yang Jian's indifferent voice came, his eyes narrowed slightly while holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, and his whole person exuded a dangerous aura.

Yang Po chose to believe in Yang Jian. Although he wondered why Yang Jian knew so well, now is not the time to ask.

"The first soul skill, Raging Flame Charge."

"The second soul skill, Blade Flurry."

Yang Po directly launched two soul skills, and killed straight at the position Yang Jian said. The Nether Wolves seemed to have sensed Yang Po's intentions and started to attack.

Flame charge, forming a flame shield, increasing movement speed by 20.00%, and the flame shield has a certain burning effect.

The blade danced wildly, slashing out a series of sword lights, each sword light has half the power of the body, there is no limit to the number of times, it depends on the soul power in the body.

The wolves began to attack Yang Po fearlessly. Although the Nether Wolves couldn't stop Yang Po for most of the ten years, there were too many of them, and Yang Po's pace of charging could not help but slow down.

In addition to most of the wolves surrounding Yang Po, twenty or thirty ghost wolves emerged from behind, led by a hundred-year-old soul beast, and attacked Yang Jian behind.

At the same time, four ghost wolves rushed towards Yang Jian, but Yang Jian remained motionless as if frightened.

Yang Po has been paying attention to the situation on Yang Jian's side, and seeing this, he can't help but growl.

"Jian'er, be careful!"

(End of this chapter)