Dragons Rule the World

Chapter 8

Ling Haotian could clearly see that Yu Mengmeng's spirits were tensed up. A sharp light shone from her beautiful eyes. She was no longer as gentle as before. Instead, there was a heroic aura in her.

Yu Mengmeng seemed to have sensed his gaze. She turned her head, and her heroic look suddenly disappeared. She showed a shallow smile and said, "Come with me later. Don't fall behind."

Ling Haotian could clearly sense her concern for him. He was touched but at the same time, his face flushed slightly. As a man, he needed a woman's protection. This was too embarrassing.

"Looks like I still need to continuously increase my strength. Otherwise, if this continues, what is the difference between me and the pretty little white face?" Xiao Yan glanced at the pretty person beside him and immediately made a decision in his heart. His expression was solemn as he looked in front of him.

Rustle rustle...

The rustling of plants and vegetation could be heard as everyone tensed up. They held their weapons in their hands as they waited for the chief hunter's orders.

As soon as the order was given, they would rush out like a fierce tiger and quickly capture and kill the prey in front of them without any delay.

They were in the mountains, the land of the fierce beasts, so they had to be careful and did not let the fierce beasts have the slightest chance to resist. Otherwise, if they found more trouble, they would be in trouble.

The sounds grew more and more intense. Ling Haotian could smell the stench of blood. It was the pressure coming from the beast.

Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and restrained his divine radiance. He held his long sword tightly and trembled slightly. As if unwilling to be lonely, he went out to drink blood.

The atmosphere became more and more tense. Everyone held their breath and remained motionless, as if they were standing on a rock. They quietly restrained their killing intent and prepared for an explosive attack.

An enormous pressure attacked, as low and savage wolf howls rose and fell, giving one a terrifying atmosphere.

"Kill!"

As the voice got closer and closer, the person in front almost saw Ghost Wolf's ferocious, bloody mouth. The head of the hunting team did not hesitate to shout out with murderous intent.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In an instant, everyone jumped out. The weapons in their hands were full of murderous intent, as if they were tigers rushing towards the flocks of sheep. The grass and trees were broken into pieces, stirring up the forest and mountain wind. The momentum was extremely intense.

Ling Haotian's eyelids twitched and he also jumped out. He saw the scene in front of him at a glance. All the hunting soldiers, whether old men or newbies, were full of killing intent. They did not hesitate to move forward.

Even Yu Mengmeng, who was standing right in front of him, let out a delicate shout. She took out her treasured short sword wrapped in green leather, and a beam of light flashed across the forest like a bolt of lightning.

Although the delicate short sword was short, it didn't look like an ordinary wizard weapon. It was bright and bright. As it flashed across the sky and fell on the ground, a wolf was beheaded before it could react. He died with blood gushing out.

Even before Ling Haotian could hear its screams, Yu Chan rushed out and rushed to another ghost wolf.

Peng!

The ghost wolf's hideous head flew up and its cheekbone protruding like an evil spirit's face was full of doubts. Its body fell heavily to the ground and its hot blood burst out, but it was easily dodged by the rain.

The pitiable drizzle was like a beautiful butterfly dancing among the pack of wolves. When the short sword descended, it would take away the soul. It was as if the god of death was jumping for joy, as beautiful as killing was present.

Ling Haotian noticed that she looked determined and her eyes were sharp. She did not change anything because she had killed one, two, or even many ghost wolves.

There was no hesitation, no cassock, only the rapidly flying short sword flying down. The blood was gushing out, and the howling of wolves and screams were endless.

Of course, Ling Haotian didn't just focus on Yu Mengmeng, but he didn't waste his time either. He waved the long sword in his hand and quickly swept away the ghost wolf that was in front of him. Then he moved his feet and chased after it, killing it with two extra swords.

After killing Ghost Wolf, he did not dare to stay any longer. He gathered his energy and no longer looked around at other people's situation. He knew that he could not care about others now, as long as he did not hinder them.

"Ow woo!"

A ghost wolf with ferocious fangs jumped out from his face. Its saliva fell on the grass, bent its forelegs, and suddenly pounced on Ling Haotian.

Tear! The long sword shed gold stars and the Sword Qi was cold. Ling Haotian quickly used the sword art taught by Qingyu Qi. The strength in his body moved slightly, and the sound like tearing a cloth rang out. The fur of the ghost wolf was cut and bled.

However, the Ghost Wolf did not die. Instead, it pounced on him more and more fiercely.

The smell of blood assailed Ling Haotian's nostrils. He saw how terrifying the sight was and his pupils constricted. He quickly took a step back.

He drew back his long sword and condensed his sword movements, but did not release them. He raised his spirit to the maximum and focused on every movement of Ghost Wolf, analyzing the position of the attack.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he confronted Yu Xing with his moves. He was calm and no longer fearful and nervous.

It was just that the current Yu Xing in front of Lou Cheng was replaced by Ghost Wolf. His moves were even more disorganized without any rules. There were countless flaws in his movements and flaws.

After all, the ghostly wolves were beasts. They did not understand human nature and did not have wisdom. It was impossible for them to study the methods of attacking like humans. Hence, in Ling Haotian's eyes, they were full of flaws.

In an instant, Ling Haotian saw too many flaws, so he did not hesitate to move the sword in his hand when the ghost wolf was about to pounce on him.

It was like a shooting star piercing through the silent sky. The cold light on the long sword flashed and disappeared. When it appeared again, there was only a hilt left in Ling Haotian's hand. The sword pierced through Ghost Wolf's neck and came out from his back.

The cold light became a blood blade. The long sword did not change color, but it had changed color. It was eye-catching.

Ling Haotian's heart trembled. The moment Ghost Wolf screamed, he drew his sword and threw a punch. He quickly retreated, then turned around and attacked again.

The dead ghost wolf's blood was spilled all over the sky, and his body was sent flying by Ling Haotian. The blood did not stain his body at all.

After killing the wolf, Ling Haotian didn't catch his breath because two more ghost wolves had pounced on him from behind.

The two ghostly wolves were so aggressive that they cooperated well with each other. One on the left and the other on the right. Ling Haotian perceived this and turned around to draw his sword. At this moment, one of them escaped rapidly and the other pounced on the other fiercely.

"What a cunning beast."

This time, Ling Haotian felt chills all over his body. He did not expect that Ghost Wolf knew how to cooperate with him. Before he finished his moves, Ghost Wolf came to kill him.

###Chapter8,Shocking the Beast Tide

Seeing that the wild wolf on the right side had pounced on him before he landed, Ling Haotian quickly thought of something and tried to avoid the danger.

However, his movements had not stopped yet, and the inertia made it difficult for him to control his body. If he wanted to dodge or even counterattack, it was completely beyond his ability.

"What should we do?"

Looking at the ferocious appearance of the ghostly wolf from the corner of his eyes, he couldn't help but be afraid. He was anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

The speed at which he fell was very fast, but it lasted for a very short time because of his anxiety and anxiety.

The other ghostly wolf was constantly moving. Suddenly, the next moment when another ghostly wolf pounced on him, it also pounced on him from a different angle.

Ling Haotian was slightly shocked and suddenly realized the wolf's intention. He could not help but burst into a fire.

The two beasts had gone too far. They obviously wanted to besiege Ling Haotian.

However, Ling Haotian sneered. What made the killing intent strong was that the second Phantom Wolf chose a wrong attacking position. It seemed that he was courting death instead of attacking.

"Since you want to die, don't blame me!"

He simply ignored the Ghost Wolf and turned over his sword. The moment his body fell down, he swiftly stabbed the wolf.

The wolf was also flying in the air. When it saw Ling Haotian's sword coming towards it, its hair stood on end like steel needles.

"Ow... "

It howled and tried to force Ling Haotian to retreat. But how could Ling Haotian be frightened? He remained calm and his eyes were cold. He wielded his long sword and quickly stabbed into Ghost Wolf's terrified eyes.

Even though the other wolf's claw had also landed on Ling Haotian, he did not turn around. Instead, he stabbed the ghost wolf in front of him and fell to the ground quickly.

Even if he were to die, he would have to kill as much as he could.

The ghost wolf's head was pierced by his sword, and it died after twitching and screaming. Just as Ling Haotian was about to do his best to turn over and strike back before the ghost wolf bit him, a howling sound rang out from behind him, and then the sound of love and care was heard.

"Brother Haotian, are you all right? Why didn't you follow me just now?"

Even though there was a hint of questioning in his tone, it did not mean that he was blaming her. Instead, there was annoyance in his tone. Ling Haotian turned around quickly and looked up at Yu Lian's beautiful face.

He knew that Yu Mengmeng could appear in time because she was always paying attention to him, but she was too shy to say it.

However, Ling Haotian didn't expose her. Instead, he pretended to laugh awkwardly and said, "I was too busy to fight with the ghost wolf, so I forgot your warning."

As he spoke, he turned over and stood up. He patted off the dirt on his body and a smile appeared on his face.

"Well, remember next time!" Seeing that he was fine, Yu Mengmeng obviously breathed a sigh of relief, but she did not forget to remind him.

"Okay, don't worry!" Ling Haotian agreed and looked around at the same time.

At this time, the hunting action was over. Although there were dozens of ghost wolves, they were more numerous and cooperated well. They moved quickly and naturally caught all the ghost wolves in one fell swoop.

The Wolf King of the ghost wolf was naturally killed by the head of the hunting team. Its body was as big as a calf and it left Ling Haotian speechless. How could a wolf grow to this extent?