The cold wind crossed the natural barrier of Beishan and blew onto Long Wenhu's body. It was biting and biting. But in such a cold situation, Long Wenhu's clothes were covered with sweat.
This sweat is cold sweat.
Ye Junlin alone, or the White Wolf King alone, cannot pose a fatal threat to Long Wenhu, but if this man and one wolf join forces, they are enough to destroy the "Beishan Village".
Long Wenhu looked at the man and the wolf, and his expression became serious. Since he established this "Beishan Village", except for the several sieges and suppressions in Lingyang, this time is probably the greatest danger he has encountered.
Long Wenhu glanced at Long Wenbao, and the corner of his mouth twitched. After many years of brotherhood, they had become in tune with each other. Long Wenbao nodded knowingly and walked quickly into the village.
"Are you looking for foreign aid?" Ye Junlin said fiercely: "By the time you find foreign aid, your 'big boss' will have already gone to Naihe Bridge to drink soup!"
One person and one wolf looked at each other in tacit understanding, and two waves of mysterious energy, one black and one colorful, shot out into the sky, with the force of a strong wind and the movement of thunder.
Ye Junlin knew that his mysterious skills were of little use, so he put away his mysterious skills and adopted the most primitive method, slashing at Long Wenhu's head. The Black Wolf King followed closely behind, spraying out a jet of black water.
The mysterious energy enveloped Ye Junlin. This black mysterious energy was like a set of black armor, protecting Ye Junlin.
It was obviously their first time to attack together, but the man and the wolf seemed to have an extremely tacit understanding, as if they were old partners who had been on the battlefield for many years.
Ye Junlin struck out with his sword, which was powerful enough to move mountains and was unstoppable. But Long Wenhu was not a simple character either. He shouted loudly and came forward with his sword.
As the swords intersected, irregular sound waves vibrated sharply, and then bursts of harsh noises of metal intersecting agitated little by little, causing all the warriors to cover their ears.
A cyan curved moon sword and a black iron giant sword, like two bloodthirsty tigers, intertwined and fighting constantly. Every blow is like the collision of mountains and the surging of a river.
When the surrounding bandits saw the two men fighting to the death, they subconsciously stepped back more than ten meters, fearing that they would accidentally be affected by the shadows of their swords.
The two fought each other with dozens of moves, but failed to injure their opponent at all.
Long Wenhu roared loudly, seeming to be greatly suppressed.
Ye Junlin glanced at the White Wolf King, seeming to signal the White Wolf King to attack together. The White Wolf King roared knowingly, and pounced forward like a ghost.
One person and one wolf attacked Long Wenhu from two directions. The black mysterious energy and the colorful mysterious energy were like two four-clawed giant pythons, with their bloody mouths wide open and biting towards Long Wenhu.
Long Wenhu had to deal with Ye Junlin's sword shadow on the one hand, and on the other hand he had to beware of the White Wolf King's sneak attack. Being distracted on both sides, he was at a disadvantage unknowingly.
Soon there was the shadow of Ye Junlin's sword, or the sharp claws of the White Wolf King scratched his clothes. Although it was difficult to cause serious injury to Long Wenhu, his clothes were torn and his hair was scattered, making him look quite embarrassed.
Long Wenhu roared in anger and suddenly jumped back. This leap was dozens of steps away.
Long Wenhu gathered all the profound energy into his right hand, and then poured it into his bronze arc moon sword. For a moment, the red light on the bronze arc moon sword shone brightly, like the setting sun, reflecting everyone's faces.
bright red.
"Long line sword technique!"
Long Wenhu jumped up and swung his sword, and the long red snake rushed out from his arc moon sword again. This red snake was more than twice the size of the one just now, and its momentum and power were also much stronger.
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Ye Junlin and the White Wolf King were not afraid at all, and attacked the long red snake. Ye Junlin's giant sword was like a tower, and the White Wolf King's claws were like fighting. Just a meeting, and the red giant snake was beaten by this man and the wolf.
Cut into nothingness.
Long Wenhu's mouth opened wide, with an incredible look on his face.
Ye Junlin had no time to pay attention to his expression, and led the White Wolf King to pursue the victory. The black iron giant sword struck out again, its power was like a tiger descending from the mountain, and he would not stop until Long Wenhu's dog's head was split open.
After all, Long Wenhu had been licking the blood from the blade for more than ten years. He was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately recovered. He raised the arc moon sword and blocked Ye Junlin's giant sword.
"Qiang!"
The swords met again, sparking a burst of sparks.
Ye Junlin used all his strength to push the black iron giant sword onto Long Wenhu's head, but Long Wenhu held him tightly. The giant sword stopped two inches above Long Wenhu's head, but it was difficult to move forward at all.
Just as the two were fighting for strength and locked in a life-and-death fight, the White Wolf King looked for an opening and slashed Long Wenhu's abdomen with his sharp claws.
Long Wenhu was shocked, and the red profound energy began to gather in his abdomen. At the same time, he suddenly pulled away and tried to avoid the White Wolf King's attack, but he was tightly entangled by Ye Junlin.
"Boy, let go!" Long Wenhu roared.
"What if I don't let him go?" Ye Junlin also roared.
The White Wolf King's sharp claws came in an instant, and Long Wenhu received several deep wounds in an instant. Although his profound energy helped him withstand most of the attack, the White Wolf King's sharp claws still gouged out his wounds.
A piece of fat meat.
For a moment, Long Wenhu's abdomen became bloody and bloody.
Long Wenhu screamed in pain, holding a knife in one hand and covering the bloody wound with the other, and suddenly stepped back.
"You bunch of bastards, are you just living for a living? Why don't you give it to me!" Long Wenhu, furious, howled loudly at the stunned bandits around him.
The bandits were instantly awakened by Long Wenhu's loud shout. Although they were extremely frightened, they still drew their weapons and rushed toward Ye Junlin and the White Wolf King.
"Seeking death!" Ye Junlin shouted, and the black iron giant sword suddenly moved out.
The strength of these bandits did not exceed the eighth level of Xuanmai, and the weapons in their hands were just ordinary scraps of copper and iron. When these people met Ye Junlin, who was jealous of killing, they were like pampered little white rabbits.
If you encounter a hungry and ferocious greedy wolf, your only option is death.
Ye Junlin wielded the black iron giant sword, like a killing god from the underworld, like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep. Wherever the giant sword touched, all the bandits were killed.
While Ye Junlin was harvesting heads like wheat, the White Wolf King was not idle either. It saw three bandits in succession, killing them all with one blow.
...
More than a dozen bandits turned into corpses in the blink of an eye. Ye Junlin had been dyed with blood and turned into a 'bloody man', but his heart was extremely happy. For some reason, he felt that he had become extremely bloodthirsty recently, as if
Killing has become a pleasure to him.
"Maybe I'm overthinking it!" Ye Junlin murmured to himself as he put the black iron giant sword on his shoulder.
What Ye Junlin didn't know was that some dark light groups in his heart had gathered together at this moment, forming a villain exuding a terrifying aura.
The face of this villain looked exactly like him, and the villain continued to grow in size as the number of lives in Ye Junlin's hands increased.
Long Wenhu looked at the corpses on the ground and couldn't help but spat angrily: "A bunch of useless things!"
In Long Wenhu's heart, there has always been only wealth and women. As for his "brothers", they are really worthless in his heart!
However, these 'brothers' of his were not useless at all. At least they helped Long Wenhu delay for half a quarter of an hour, allowing Long Wenhu to take the healing elixir.
Ye Junlin and the White Wolf King pressed towards Long Wenhu again. The eyes of the man and the wolf were full of coldness. The way they looked at Long Wenhu seemed to be sizing up a corpse.
"Escape!" Long Wenhu had already experienced the madness and bloodthirsty of this man and a wolf, and he had already lost the courage to fight. He saw him slashing an illusory knife and running towards the village as hard as his life...
"Can you escape?" Ye Junlin sneered, leading the white wolf king in hot pursuit.
Long Wenhu had already been frightened out of his wits. People with "vested interests" like him often cherished their lives more than ordinary people.
"Continuous stabbing sword technique!"
Ye Junlin's giant sword suddenly swung, and nine sword qi surged out again, stabbing straight at Long Wenhu.
Long Wenhu only focused on running for his life and did not notice the sword energy flying from behind.
"boom!"
Nine sword rays exploded on Long Wenhu's back, destroying Long Wenhu's back "with devastation".
Like a goshawk with broken wings, Long Wenhu collapsed on the ground and kept begging for mercy.
Ye Junlin jumped to his side, with no mercy in his eyes. He suddenly swung the giant sword in his hand and slashed towards Long Wenhu's head...
"boom!"
Just when the giant sword was about to cut off Long Wenhu's head, a purple light shot from a distance and knocked Ye Junlin's black iron giant sword away.
The White Wolf King looked in the direction from which the purple light was coming. He didn't know what he saw, but he saw that the White Wolf King, who was not afraid of anything, started to tremble.