[Rebirth] Brother, let me go to your bowl

Zhou Zixue was running in the forest. Behind him, there was the faint howling of wolves.

It was close to noon at this time, and most of the fog in the forest had dissipated. He glanced behind him from the corner of his eye, and could vaguely see the figure of the fog wolf leaping.After the pack of wolves, a man can be seen holding a brass bell and following closely behind him.

The physical exertion of the two parties is not proportional at all. If this continues, he will be overtaken by the wolves sooner or later.Thinking of this, Zhou Zixue stopped, turned around and waited quietly for the arrival of the wolves.

He clenched the sword tightly, and the Ice Walking Spiritual Sword seemed to feel the master's mood and the danger at this moment, beating in the master's palm, the blade trembled slightly, and made a soft sound.

Zhou Zixue took a deep breath, took a breath, and took the last chance to regain some strength.

But in the blink of an eye, the howling of wolves rang in his ears.

"Ow—!"

Zhou Zixue closed his eyes abruptly, not thinking about anything, and immersed himself in one movement, drawing and swinging his sword.

Wherever the blade went, blood spattered.

The biggest threat to monsters like fog wolves is their ability to atomize. A fog wolf's single combat power is not strong, and its fur is not as hard and invulnerable as ordinary monsters.Coupled with the thin fog in the forest at this time, it can be said that it has greatly inhibited the ability of the fog wolf, and Zhou Zixue and the wolves have the power to fight.

Swing the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword.Every time Zhou Zixue used his sword, he could hit Wulang's vital points, whether it was the neck, the soft abdomen, or the fragile eyes.Every time he hits, even if he can't kill the fog wolf, it will definitely make a fog wolf lose its fighting power.

Moreover, in the high-intensity battle, Zhou Zixue's every sword became more and more precise, and he paid more and more attention to killing with one blow.

It's just that Zhou Zixue hasn't realized what benefits such a battle will bring him in the end.

Gradually, the speed at which he drew his sword became slower and slower, and he could no longer accurately seal the movements of every mist wolf as he had at the beginning.Gradually, the mist wolf entrusted Jianying to find the gap, and jumped on it.

Zhou Zixue suffered from pain, and the speed of swinging the sword slowed down again.Seeing that he was about to be thrown to the ground and let the wolves bite and dismember him, a sudden change occurred.

In an instant, all the fog wolves seemed to be imprisoned by some magic, and they stayed in place stiffly, not daring to take a step forward.

Xue Mao seemed to have a look of surprise on his face, and shook the copper bell violently.The wolves who heard the urging of the bell whimpered in pain, but still did not move.

Zhou Zixue leaned against the big tree, panting heavily, staring at the wolves vigilantly, not daring to relax a bit.

But the spirit sword in his hand trembled slightly as if he was afraid of something.

From the shadowy place in the forest, a person stepped out.

"The so-called beast control is to plant the seeds of threat in the herd of beasts, so as to coerce them to obey the orders. However, doing so still cannot change the nature of the beasts. They will be afraid to move forward because of stronger threats."

The visitor spoke slowly, not loudly, just enough for Zhou Zixue and Xue Mao to hear.Xue Mao didn't seem to hear it, and started shaking the copper bell again.

This time, he didn't just ring the bell like before, but shook the copper bell according to a specific rhythm.

When the wolves heard the bell, their eyes widened suddenly, the corners of their mouths were split open, revealing sharp canine teeth, and they rushed towards the person coming!

"Linyu."

A black shadow galloped out of the forest, and a dragon chant sounded, and it went straight to the sky.Seeing this, the wolves stopped their pounce abruptly, curled up in a ball, and shivered.

"Unless you control the beast as the beast master, it will be in vain." The visitor said slowly, walking out of the shadows.Zhou Zixue's eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Senior Brother Xiao!"

It was Xiao Mingzhe.His face was calm, from head to toe, his whole body exuded a sense of killing, and the overwhelming wolves took another step back.

Mo Jian killed one back and forth from the pack of wolves, but in an instant, the shadow of the sword was like a dragon, and quickly passed across the neck of the fog wolf, bringing out a cloud of blood mist.When Lin Yujian returned to the master's side, the large fog of wolves in front of Xiao Mingzhe had fallen down like a rice field after the autumn harvest.

Zhou Zixue's eyes straightened, he had never seen such a harvesting swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

Only now did Xue Mao realize the slightest danger, he shook the copper bell violently, turned around and was about to flee into the woods.The direction in which he fled was exactly where Zhou Zixue was.

Xiao Mingzhe raised his eyebrows and said, "Zhou Zixue, stop him."

"Ah?!" Zhou Zixue was stunned for a moment, then reflexively swung his sword, and slashed at Xue Mao's shoulder.But after all he fought fiercely and was exhausted, the speed and strength of this sword was not as good as before, Xue Mao dodged to avoid it.

Seeing that Xue Mao was about to run away, Zhou Zixue also became a little anxious, and stabbed Xue Mao's thigh with another sword.

The sword hit the target, the tip of the sword sank into the muscles at the base of Xue Mao's thigh, but he didn't seem to feel it, he broke free with all his strength, and wanted to run again regardless of the wound on his leg.

Xiao Mingzhe made up his sword, and Lin Yu's sword came out, nailing Xue Mao to the tree with one sword.

Zhou Zixue breathed a sigh of relief, went forward and snatched the copper bell, and saw the wolves regained their sanity, screamed and retreated one after another.Xiao Mingzhe walked towards him step by step, glanced at Xue Mao, then stared at Zhou Zixue, and said, "Zhou Zixue, do it."

"Do it?" Zhou Zixue asked in bewilderment.

Xiao Mingzhe silently looked at Xue Mao whose limbs were twitching. Zhou Zixue suddenly came to his senses, waved his hands again and again, and said, "...you want to kill him? Can't you? This is..."

"Murder." Xiao Mingzhe took his words lightly, and said, "But since you practice swords, you have to have the intention to kill. If your sword was aimed at a vital point on his body, he would be powerless to escape."

"But!!"

Zhou Zixue still wanted to argue, but Xue Mao suddenly twisted his body in an extremely strange posture, snapped, broke his own arm, broke free from the tree, and wanted to run away again.

"Zhou Zixue!" Xiao Mingzhe said coldly.

Zhou Zixue drew his sword reflexively, and the sword sank into Xue Mao's heart.This time Xue Mao couldn't escape anymore, he pulled out twice, collapsed on the ground, lost his vitality.

Zhou Zixue looked at the drop of blood that fell from his sword, his face was pale, and he froze in place stiffly, unable to move.

Xiao Mingzhe shook his head slowly, and said: "Since you hold a sword, you must know that one day, your hands will be stained with blood. The only thing you need to remember is not to be fascinated by killing, and not to lose your heart."

"What's more, the one you killed today is no longer a human being." Xiao Mingzhe said, walked up to Xue Mao, pulled out the Linyu sword, and plunged the sword into his head.There was only a sharp scream in the air, and a black smoke rose from between Xue Mao's eyebrows.With sharp eyes and quick hands, Xiao Mingzhe pulled out the Linyu sword with his backhand, and scattered the black smoke with one blow.

There was a foul smell in the air, Xiao Mingzhe shook his head, and said in a low voice: "It's actually a ray of divine thought, what a great handwriting."

Zhou Zixue finally regained his strength. Although his face was still as pale as paper, his eyes were firm and clear like never before.Xiao Mingzhe was a little surprised by his ability to adapt.

But he didn't continue to think deeply, but asked, "Where's Ye Yan?"

But Ye Yan said that he just took off the camouflage of vegetation, and when he was about to leave the clearing in the forest, he encountered danger again.This time he was really unlucky, the smell of blood here attracted a passing monster, the natural enemy of the mist wolf, the blood tooth leopard.

This is also a kind of monster living in the martial arts world, but its rank is higher than that of the fog wolf. Even a young beast is a second-rank monster, while an adult beast can be called a third-rank.This monster with a red body and strange blue eyes feeds on the fog wolf, and is very sensitive to the flesh and blood of the fog wolf.

This time it was purely Ye Yan's bad luck. A bloodtoothed leopard on the way to evacuate smelled the smell of Wulang's flesh and blood. After a battle between heaven and man, they gave up on evacuating first, and prepared to come over and have a feast first.

This blood-toothed leopard is not yet an adult, just in its juvenile period when it just learned to hunt.Even so, such a monster is not something that Ye Yan can deal with. The blood tooth leopard has no special ability like atomization compared to the mist wolf. Its only ability is sharp claws and hard fur. Comparable to the tail of a steel whip.In the face of such a monster, there is no trick at all, and we can only confront him in a real way.

Ye Yan stared at the green eyes of the blood-toothed leopard, and felt deeply what it meant, just as he stepped out of the wolf's mouth, he felt like a tiger's lair again.

Before he could think about which direction to run, a white light had already entered the blood-toothed leopard's brain, and there was only a puff, and the blood-toothed leopard fell to the ground before it could howl.

"Junior Brother, have you ever been injured?"

Ye Yan looked back and saw that the visitor was dressed in ocher clothes. When he raised his hand, a spirit shuttle flew out of the blood tooth leopard's brain. It was not stained with any blood, and was finally put into the sleeve of the visitor.

Ye Yan burst into tears and thought, why did he come here!

The person who came was none other than Lu Shaoli.