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Chapter 133 Left-handed knife, see blood seal throat

Yang Guang gritted his teeth and endured the pain of his butt, turned over and got off the horse. The black pearl under him was shocked, and then he dug the ground with his front hooves and neighed for a long time. That's what you idiot do? Why don't you come up and run together!

But no matter how hard she whispered, Yang Guang never escaped. There is only attack in his world, and attack is the best defense. He has the best attack from special forces soldiers in the 21st century, so he never needs to escape.

The wild wolves felt the difference in the atmosphere very keenly. They seemed to find that the human beings who were surrounded by the dead will undoubtedly die with an indescribable danger and murderous aura. They approached them in the front and reverse directions, and the head wolf immediately showed its hideous fangs and made a low sound of alert.

Then it rushed out with a mighty force, and then five or six horses rushed out from behind. They quickly surrounded Yang Guang. They were the masters here, and Yang Guang and the Black Dragon were just invaders who inadvertently broke in!

The fierce wolf pack is very familiar with the human prey in front of them. Although they know that humans are also very threatening to them, they can no longer care about so much at this moment. They now only know that each other can fill their stomachs.

Yang Guang held the ancient rough version of the jungle king in his hand tightly with his backhand. His left hand was the left hand knife that was in nowhere in a thousand. At this time, the seven wolves in front of him were absolutely dangerous. They were the most outstanding, strongest and fierce representatives of the hundreds of wild wolves. They showed their sharp fangs and made a whimpering sound. They were greedy saliva flowing in their mouths. They just waited for the wolf to rush up and tear up the human who still wanted to resist and fill their stomachs.

Wild wolves are the coldest and most efficient killers in nature. They are resistant to high temperatures, are not afraid of the cold, have a wide range of habitats, are extremely adaptable, and are everywhere in mountains, forests, grasslands, and deserts.

Wild wolves have a strong sense of territory, and they usually use roars to announce their territory. Wolves have a keen sense of smell, good hearing, can withstand hunger, are cruel in nature, and are good at running. Many prey die because of their relentless tenacity.

Wild wolves are usually group animals, usually six or seven of them form a group, and in severe cold weather, more than fifty people can form a large group. The male and female are divided into different levels. The dominant male and female can reproduce their offspring as they wish, while individuals at low levels cannot choose freely.

The physical strength and endurance of wolves are quite terrifying. They can run rapidly for a long time. The average running speed can reach about fifty kilometers, or even run rapidly at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour. They can often overdraw the prey running ahead and then still have full energy to tear the prey to pieces.

Wolves have a high IQ. Wolves can communicate through smells and screams. They have a strong memory. They can even remember enemies from ten years ago and then retaliate against enemies they remember deeply.

Yang Guang liked to study wolf very much in the 21st century. He still remembered a very sensational story about wild wolves at that time. A cub born to an old wolf was killed by a hunter more than ten years ago. At that time, the wild wolf remembered the smell of the hunter who killed his child. More than ten years later, the hunter was discovered by the old wolf while hunting. This old wolf was very smart and good at hiding. It looked for an opportunity to kill the hunter. Finally one day it seized the opportunity and bit it to death while the hunter was not prepared to avenge the killing of his child.

So if it was not forbidden to have no way out, Yang Guang would never choose to provoke a group of hungry wild wolves with blue eyes. If he could choose, he would rather go up the mountain to fight tigers, go to the African prairie to fight ferocious lions, and fight sharks and three hundred in the dive!

But he just didn't want to provoke wild wolves because he admired and admired this special animal from the bottom of his heart. But at this moment, he had no choice but to start a massacre!

He took a deep breath, his feet standing on the snow in a slanted cross direction, motionless, he was observing, looking for an opportunity to take the initiative!

Another gust of wind and snow charmed his eyes, and Yang Guang had already rushed out like a cheetah when the wind and snow were confused. In a critical moment, the head wolf on the opposite side was ready for the first attack, because it smelled a more dangerous aura, just on this human, so he had to set an example!

So in the light of the calcium carbide flame, Yang Guang lowered his head and held his chest and rushed towards the head wolf like a cheetah with his left hand knife. The head wolf jumped high with all his ferocity and strength!

One person and one wolf, snow and the north wind were blowing, and there was no room for any room for hard work. With a puff, blood spurted out, and Yang Guang's robe had been scratched by the sharp wolf claws of the head wolf. The blood also flowed out along the ribs. The wound was very deep and a lot of bleeding!

But Yang Guang cut out with a knife, and the head wolf was cut directly. This is his best jungle left hand cutting throat. This move never missed, and the knife was used to kill it!

Even after traveling through time for more than 1,000 years, even if the opponent is an adult and strong wild wolf king, it is no exception!

Blood ticked along the dagger in the dark night, dripping onto the white snow!

The head wolf was very unwilling to die. Even if it was cut by the throat, it made people swing a fatal claw, but it still scratched Yang Guang's ribs. Then it fell to the ground, with its last breath and howling, whimper...

The other six wild wolves that rushed up together did not retreat because of the death of the Wolf King. They were cold killers. The companion's wolf king not only did not shock them, but instead made them even more crazy. They spread their sharp fangs and rushed towards Yang Guang frantically.

At this moment, Yang Guang's attack was no longer as fear as before. The reason why he chose to kill the wolf king first was not to expect to capture the thief and king. Killing the wolf king could scare away hundreds of wild wolves. Instead, he wanted to build himself a kind of confidence, a kind of confidence to survive and reversal in desperate situations, and a kind of confidence to absolutely counterattack and let go suddenly!

He still didn't step back, and roared with his left hand knife and rushed over again to face the other six wolves that were rushing towards him!

Come on, beast, see if it is the young master’s dagger or your wolf claw block!

See who dies first!

Yang Guang has completely entered the super state of the explosion of the small universe, with red eyes and screaming. The dagger in his hand saw the wolf and the throat cut when he saw blood. The second one was the third one was the fourth one was the fifth one was the sixth one!

Although his body had become scarred, and even his fairy-like handsome face was hit, in a blink of an eye, he had already killed seven wolves in a row, and the way of dying the seven wild wolves was exactly the same!

One knife shows blood, one knife cuts the throat!

Just when hundreds of wolves rushed over with howls of revenge, there was a god-like scream behind him, and a black figure like a night rushed over!

Tatta, Tatta, Tatta, Tatta...
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