Beast

The five flagshan wolves are headed by a strong and majestic male wolf over four feet tall, with smooth and shiny hair and sharp eyes. The male flagshan wolf is followed by four relatively short female wolves.

When we were still four or five feet away, our speed slowed down.

The male wolf held his head high and walked gracefully, with his paws raised high and his nose twitching, sniffing the scent in the air. The four female wolves were like servants, turning around and patrolling around, their eyes full of vigilance.

color.

The male wolf led the four female wolves and gradually approached the pheasant. At this time, they were less than two feet away from Yang Qing. Yang Qing's heart was beating so hard that it was impossible to calm down.

The male wolf saw the pheasant that was covered in chicken blood, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. He raised his head and looked above the pheasant. Except for some yellowing branches and leaves, there was nothing else.

The chicken blood on the pheasant feathers has solidified and turned black, making the smell of blood even stronger. When the mountain wind blows, it gets into the sensitive nostrils of the male wolf.

"Eat quickly, and sleep in the cave after eating." Yang Qing prayed tremblingly in his heart, lying motionless in the bushes, squinting at the five flag mountain wolves, hoping that they would eat the pheasant and leave soon.

Now let alone hunting, it is still unknown whether he can escape.

It's not feasible to jump up and run away when you find a Qishan wolf. Two legs will definitely not be able to outrun the ten wolf legs of the five Qishan wolves. Suppress the strong urge to run away in your heart, even if you just climb a tree, it won't work. Yang Qing can climb trees, but

Before I could climb to a safe position, my butt would definitely be bitten by the Qishan wolf.

All he could do now was wait without making a sound. If the Qishan wolf didn't find him, everything would be fine. He had known that if he kept hunting the Qishan wolf, he would encounter a pack of wolves, but he didn't expect it to arrive so quickly.

I feel some regret, nervousness, and fear in my heart. Is this really going to kill me?

The male wolf snorted and seemed a little impatient. He ran a few steps to the pheasant, opened his mouth and bit it. The four female wolves did not go up to fight for it, but surrounded the male wolf in the middle and looked around.

At this time, the mountain wind was much stronger, and the rustling of the trees occasionally sounded like the sound of broken bones.

"Why don't you take it away and eat it?" Yang Qing looked at the male wolf chewing slowly. He couldn't help but worry about this matter where caste's life was at stake.

The bushes were swaying in the mountain wind, and a female wolf was looking in the direction of Yang Qing. Her eyes, which were originally looking around, suddenly stared straight at Yang Qing's hiding place.

The female wolf looked back at the male wolf who was still biting the pheasant, stretched out her nose and twitched her nostrils, and walked toward the bushes.

The other three female wolves also turned to watch its movements. The male wolf raised his wolf kiss stained with chicken blood and stopped eating.

"Oops, I was fucking discovered." Yang Qing's scalp tightened, and when he saw the she-wolf walking over, he tightened his grip on the fine iron rod in his hand.

The female wolf's small black ears trembled slightly, capturing the surrounding sounds. It was getting closer and closer to the bushes, and Yang Qing could even see the shiny hair on the female wolf's body and the long and narrow scar on the black nose.

The she-wolf's head has already reached into the bushes, and if she takes another step, she can see Yang Qing's eyes.

"Bang, bang," Yang Qing's heartbeat accelerated rapidly. Although his body was covered with mud, at such a close distance, the wisdom of Qishan Wolf would definitely see through his disguise.

At this moment, Yang Qing's heart suddenly jumped, and he kicked the ground with his left foot, and stabbed the steel rod tightly in his right hand at the she-wolf.

The stainless steel rod bounced off its body like a poisonous snake. The quick female wolf only saw a black shadow. The wolf's body did not react at all. She only felt her breath suffocating. Her front paws involuntarily left the ground and flew backwards.

"Poof, click", this blow hit the female wolf's neck cavity, breaking the wolf's skin, shattering the trachea, and breaking the vertebrae. It didn't feel any pain and lost its breath.

Yang Qing succeeded with one blow. Before the she-wolf, whose cervical vertebrae was broken, fell to the ground, he turned over, rushed out of the bushes, raised the stainless steel rod at an angle, and ran away as fast as he could.

The four flag mountain wolves next to the pheasant saw the female wolf suddenly throw it up, and a black object escaped from the bushes. When the female wolf landed, the four flag mountain wolves realized the existence of the enemy and killed them.

All the relatives raised their wolf lips, showing their sharp fangs, and using their hind legs, they rushed out quickly to pursue the wolf killer.

The Qishan wolf has a flexible body and fast speed, soaring between trees without any stagnation.

There were protruding rocks and tangled tree roots in the forest. Yang Qing ran with all his strength, breathing heavily and always paying attention to his steps. In this way, the distance between Qishan Wolf and Yang Qing kept getting closer.

The wolf kiss right in front of him turned into an unstoppable fear that kept hitting his heart.

Ten feet, eight feet, two feet, one foot...

"Ang..." The male wolf was extremely fast. He was furious at the death of his mate, and it was difficult for him to vent his anger without tearing up the black thing in front of him.

"Drink" Yang Qing ran with all his strength, unable to turn around and swing the stick at all. His speed did not slow down. He exerted force on his legs downwards and jumped upwards. He used the trunk of the tree beside him to relay the force, flipped sideways in the air, and avoided the attack from behind by the Qishan Wolf.

Yang Qing landed on the ground with both legs, and then rolled over to remove the impact of the fall on his body. Before he could stand up, he saw the male wolf rising into the air, using its four claws on the tree trunk to turn around and pounce directly on him.

come over.

The male wolf moved faster after relaying on the tree trunk, and rushed towards him with a wolf kiss stained with chicken blood. At this time, Yang Qing's body had just stopped rolling. He was holding the steel rod in his right hand and was still supported on the ground. He had no time to make any big movements.

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Using his right arm, he raised one end of the fine steel rod and supported it on the ground. After doing this, the male wolf came closer. A piece of pheasant feather stuck to the wolf's mouth swayed in the wind.

"stand up…"

Yang Qing said this, but his body leaned back. One end of the long stick was under the belly of the male wolf, and he lifted it up as his body leaned back.

The raised long stick was propped up on the male wolf's abdomen, so that it did not fall on Yang Qing, but was thrown away by Yang Qing with the stainless steel stick.

Yang Qing did not look at how far the male wolf was thrown, nor did he step forward to make up for it with a stick. Instead, he quickly ran away from the place and ran away with all his strength, because the three female wolves were already chasing him.

The male wolf was extremely flexible. He adjusted his posture in the air, landed on the ground with all four paws, and drew four long grooves on the ground, chasing Yang Qing again.

The fear and panic in his heart made him panting like an ox, his mind went blank, and he just wanted to escape, desperately.

"Breathe...breathe...breathe"

Yang Qing forced himself to calm down and adjusted his breathing to the exhalation method of "Hua Xi Jue".

At this time, either the four Qishan wolves will die or Yang Qing will be divided and eaten. The ferocity of the Qishan wolves will only leave him with a pile of scattered bones. As the breathing method unfolds, Yang Qing's thoughts

Gradually it becomes calmer, and the whole body can't help but feel like it's time to settle down at night, peaceful and relaxed.

Fear and panic are suppressed, and the mind is calm!

"hold head high…"

The male wolf bit again, but it was in vain. Yang Qing deliberately slowed down to bite the male wolf, then accelerated suddenly to widen the distance between him and the male wolf.

At this time, he had run more than half a mile. If he continued running like this, Yang Qing would definitely die. As the male wolf bit the air, he jumped into the tree.

Following the impact of his body, Yang Qing jumped ten feet into the tree. Three female wolves also jumped into the air, roaring and biting Yang Qing's legs, trying to tear him off.

The time left for Yang Qing could only allow him to climb one more foot, but he still could not avoid the attacks of the three wolves. If he hugged the tree with one hand, the angle of his body would make it impossible to defeat the Qishan wolf with the steel rod.

Without enough time to think about it, I hugged the tree with my legs, my head fell back, and my body hung upside down and slid down. I held the steel rod in both hands and lifted it from bottom to top, and then smashed it down from top to bottom.

"Crack...pop" Yang Qing's fine steel rod hit the cervical vertebrae of a female wolf. He avoided the bite of the second female wolf, but was still bitten on the left shoulder blade by the third female wolf. Fortunately, his body was still there.

Only by sliding down can he break free from the she-wolf's mouth.

He didn't have time to pay attention to the wound on his back. He fell headfirst to the ground, strained his waist and legs, and tilted his body to avoid the male wolf's attack again.

At this time, Yang Qing was on one side of the tree, and the living three-headed mountain wolf was on the other side. Yang Qing stood up and pointed diagonally with a fine steel rod.

"Evil..." The three-headed flag mountain wolf stared at Yang Qing with bared teeth. The wolf's eyes were bloodshot and full of ferocity. At the same time, it moved its steps to surround Yang Qing.

Yang Qing took a step forward and smashed the steel rod at the female wolf closest to him. Just as he took action, the other two Qishan wolves jumped up and pounced on Yang Qing close to the ground.

The fine steel rod weighed dozens of kilograms, and Yang Qing's single arm had a strength of more than 500 kilograms. He pushed down the rod with both arms and knocked the vicious she-wolf to the ground, killing her instantly.

What happens next is that we are faced with two wolves attacking from the left and right.

"I'll give you this arm." Yang Qing felt cruel, and spread the steel rod with his right hand. He bent his right arm, hit the male wolf attacking from the right with his elbow, and retracted his left arm to protect his side.

As his right elbow hit the bridge of the male wolf's nose with a "click", the female wolf also bit his left arm and tore it back hard.

The bones at the junction between the wolf's nose and the bridge of its nose are very small and fragile. Yang Qing's elbow directly knocked the wolf's nose crooked, and blood flowed out of the nostrils that were crooked to the side. The male wolf was in pain and couldn't open his eyes. He lay on the ground.

Shake.

The female wolf that bit her left arm stared with blood in her eyes and refused to let go. She retreated and clawed at the ground, tearing her. Four wounds had been torn on her forearm, and the bones were deep enough.

Yang Qing's face was stern, showing no sign of pain. With his right hand free, he followed the she-wolf's tearing, stepped forward, and punched the she-wolf's trachea. There was a "quacking" sound, and the she-wolf died.

He stooped and picked up the stainless steel rod. The male wolf squinted his eyes and was about to run away. Yang Qing's feet did not move and he lay down on his side. The stainless steel rod was just a hit.

"breathe"

The swarming fear was like a tide, and after taking a long breath, I breathed in continuously.

His mind was in a state of ups and downs, and he turned around to look at Qishan Wolf, who was completely exhausted. The smile on his lips was thick, and finally his face was full of inexplicable excitement.

"Haha... I'm not dead!" Yang Qing was in an inexplicably happy mood, letting out bursts of relaxed but trembling laughter.

At this time, the danger was removed. Yang Qing laughed and looked refreshed, as if he had just woken up in the morning, stood in the morning mist, relaxed his mind, and breathed in the slightly humid air. It seemed that his ears and eyes were sharper.

Yang Qing was deeply intoxicated by the beauty of this feeling, but it only existed for a few breaths before disappearing. No matter how he tried to capture it, he could never regain the fresh and natural charm that had just sprung up after a rain.

Buzi stood there dumbly for a while while Yang Qing checked the injuries on his body.

My left arm had lost all feeling, but my shoulder blade was in severe pain. I did some simple treatment. I tore off a strip of cloth from my clothes and tied my left arm to prevent excessive blood loss. I couldn't see the wound on my shoulder blade and couldn't deal with it. Two

The wounds were not bandaged and were directly exposed to the air.

Enduring the severe pain, with trembling hands and feet, he took out the five dead Qishan wolves in exchange for materials contributed by the sect, and put them into packages and porcelain bowls.

Yang Qing didn't waste long before he started on his way again. His left arm looked like it was useless to a doctor in the mortal world, but it was different in this Yufeng Sect.

When passing by a stream, I simply washed myself, and my clothes, which were still a little muddy, clung to me wetly. +

Yang Qing went directly to Qianhuafeng, handed over the information about Qishanlang, and then went to Juhuafeng Hidden Pill Pavilion to exchange 200 points of sect contribution for a pack of 'Shengji Powder' and applied it to the wounds on his left arm and shoulder blade.

Returning to Hantie Mining Area, his talisman had the words '128' written on it.

"Breathe...breathe...breathe in" Yang Qing sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced "Hua Xi Jue". There was no thought in his mind, no fluctuation at all, he seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping. The pain in his left arm and shoulder blade did not seem to exist. He was in a state of trance.

Listening to the beating of the heart and the flow of blood, Yang Qing vaguely saw his steady and powerful beating heart, flowing blood, muscles, bones...

"This is..." Yang Qing's heart was in confusion. If he didn't come, he took a closer look and came out of the state of trance. There was confusion and joy between his eyebrows.;