Without saying more, the real fight began.

Qiao Yun's laughter had not stopped. His figure flashed and appeared directly in front of the wolf pack.

Qiao Yun attached his remaining spiritual energy to the dagger, and in an instant, another wolf head and its body were separated.

But it was too late to wait for Qiao Yun to attack the other wolf beside him.

The wolves had been on high alert for a long time. Although Qiao Yun still used his remaining spiritual energy to defeat a wolf, their formation was compact, as if they had already anticipated this scene.

After killing the wolf again, Qiao Yun felt that behind him, there were already seven wolves pounced on him.

At this moment, the speed of the wolves in the Xuehan Mountains was truly reflected.

The sharp fangs and sharp wolf claws seemed to touch Qiao Yun's back and waist.

On weekdays, if you use spiritual techniques to protect your body, Qiao Yun can still withstand the attacks of these wolves for a few strokes.

But now Qiao Yun has given up on the protection of his body, and he had mobilized all the spiritual energy of his body to gather on the limbs of his body.

Because only in this way can Qiao Yun have the highest attack power. However, this also means that Qiao Yun has completely given up on defense.

Qiao Yun is practicing a principle at this time, and the best defense is to attack with all strength.

There was no time to turn around, no time to hide, and there was nowhere to escape.

Behind are the Seven Wolves, and Qiao Yun faces the remaining Seventeen Wolves.

The only way to live is above.

Qiao Yun didn't have time to think about it anymore, and it was fast. When Qiao Yun felt the attack on the seven wolves behind him, he had already jumped up with all his might, hoping to avoid the attack on the attack behind him.

However, the previous two outbreaks had already exhausted Qiao Yun, and he was still a little slower after all.

Two of the seven wolves jumped into the air, and they also caught Qiao Yun's figure.

One of them embedded his claws fiercely on Qiao Yun's calf, and scraped out a long and deep mark, as if he was about to cut off Qiao Yun's left leg from it.

The other one bit Qiao Yun's right foot with his fangs. Between his sharp teeth, Qiao Yun felt that his right foot was about to escape from his body.

Qiao Yun, who had just jumped into the air, felt the huge pain from his left leg and right foot, and two huge giant wolf hang on his legs.

The giant wolf hanging on Qiao Yun's legs directly relied on brute force to pull Qiao Yun, who had jumped into the air, directly into the center of the wolf pack circle.

In an instant, Qiao Yun lost his balance and fell heavily on the ground.

With a "coax!", Qiao Yun was thrown hard on the snow surface, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out of Qiao Yun's mouth.

At this time, Qiao Yun's right foot was already covered in blood, and his left calf was even more bloody and rotten. In the middle of the bloody and bloody middle, the bones became vaguely visible.

Qiao Yun wanted to yell desperately to relieve the huge pain from his legs.

But he opened his mouth wide, but only a faint hoarse voice came from the middle.

The giant wolves will not feel any compassion when they come to this scene.

Without more communication, all the twenty giant wolves left at this time rushed towards Qiao Yun who was lying on the ground.

At this moment, if Qiao Yun did not do anything else, he would be smashed into pieces by the wolves in an instant.

Because of the heart-wrenching pain, tears had already filled Qiao Yun's eyes. He was unwilling to accept it, and he didn't want to.

His unwillingness to his life ends here today.

He believed that if he had sufficient psychic energy, today's ending would not have been like this.

"Are you really going to go that path..."

The monks rely on the original method and rely on spiritual energy.

If the source of spiritual energy is lost, and there is no remaining spiritual energy in the body.

The monks were like fish leaving the water and birds with broken wings.

The spiritual energy of the Xuehan Mountains is thin and almost gone.

This kind of place is not rare on the mainland.

So whenever Qiao Yuan ventures to explore such a place, he often thinks: What are the remaining monks who have lost their spiritual energy?

When the spiritual mind can no longer feel the existence of spiritual energy, when there is no spiritual energy in the body.

Will monks be worse than ordinary people?

Aura is just one of the natural elements. There are thousands of ways, so this is not the only way to go.

Qiao Yuan wanted to walk his own path, but he didn't know where it would lead, but he knew it would definitely be different from now.

Every adventure is Qiao Yun's exploration of his personal path.

But he never really gained much.

But he always had a bold idea.

A terrible theory.

Entangled deep in his heart.

He didn't know what would happen if he implemented this idea.

If successful, it might be a new world.

If it fails... is there any worse result than being dismembered by the wolves now?

Come on, I, Qiao Yun, have the luck of burning my boats. Let's see if I still have the luck of losing my boat to carry wine.

As if he had already been ready, as soon as Qiao Yun thought, the little bit of spiritual energy that remained on his limbs rushed towards his spiritual mind that was in his right chest.

But it didn't look like a simple gathering of energy... The spiritual energy from the limbs carried devastating power and rushed towards the spiritual heart quickly, as if to smash it!

But this is not like a simple energy hedging, a simple destruction.

In this process, it seemed that there were wonderful phenomena inside Qiao Yunling's heart. The countless spiritual veins in the heart were intricately entangled, as if they were evolving something.

And when the impact from the spiritual energy of the limbs and the spiritual hearts were all together, the spiritual heart that should have been calm and unevenly exploded.

Qiao Yun also became different in an instant.

He felt time as if it was still.

The battle just now happened in an instant. During the battle, he fought with instinct and subconsciousness, and could not make any extra thoughts.

But now, countless pictures flashed through Qiao Yun's mind, and various complex emotions poured into his heart.

He saw himself excited before traveling to the snow-cold mountains, he said goodbye to his parents and friends when he left Qingyang Town, and he was always reluctant to leave himself when he was studying opera, and he was humble when he was a female classmate in the academy.

At the same time, Qiao Yuan instantly felt a lot of emotions such as joy, resentment, sorrow, surprise, and longing.

It’s like looking back on my life in the blink of an eye and re-experience the joys, anger, sorrow, and happiness of life.

After feeling various emotions again, Qiao Yuan's mood was frozen in an emotion - anger.

This is the emotion that Qiao Yuan, who was originally implicit and restrained in character, rarely had in his usual mood.

Qiao Yuan felt furious, as if he had encountered great injustice in the world.

He felt all the cells in his body burning, each accusing his previous incompetence, and each cell was eager to vent and take revenge.

Why did I have to be buried here before I even visited the top 70 dangerous places?

Why do ordinary wolves dare to regard me as prey?

Why is my strength so weak, and I haven’t even killed half of it?

No...can't do this anymore...

Every time you think about it, Qiao Yun's pupils will turn abnormally red.

In the end, Qiao Yun's eyes seemed to be left with only two blood-red beads, which was breathtaking.

And he could no longer feel the pain from his feet, and replaced it with an all-round feeling.

His thoughts returned to the snow-cold mountains.

Back to the snow field.

Back to the bruised body surrounded by twenty-four giant wolves.

He felt the bitter cold wind and breathed the bloody smell in the air.

The huge energy gathered again on Qiao Yun's fist.

Without more unnecessary movements and feelings, Qiao Yun still disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

He saw four giant wolfs pounce on his original place in the air, only half a foot away.

Qiao Yuan stared at the four giant wolf in the air, and looked at the hideous expressions of their solidified faces. Qiao Yuan gave up the original dagger and punched it directly.

The thousands of resentment in Qiao Yuan's heart was concentrated on this fist.

"Ah!!!" Qiao Yuan roared in his heart, all the resentment and anger accumulated in his heart came out at this moment with his punch.

"Puff, puff, puff, puff." Four loud noises broke out on the empty snowfield.

Qiao Yuan took four steps in total, and each step swung a heavy punch and landed hard on the abdomen of the four giant wolf.

The four giant snow cold wolf jumping in the air burst out and turned into blood mist when he was hit by Qiao Yun.

What kind of perverted explosive power and impact force is this?!

The original snow field looked white because of the heavy snow all the time. But now it has become strangely bloody.

What filled the air was a large area of ​​blood mist, which drifted to the distance with the cold wind blowing, covering most of the snowfield.

After Qiao Yuan finished four steps, he did not take any more steps.

He stood there, looked down at his fists, bright red blood and fragments stuck to it.

He shook hands, as if he was experiencing something.

"I really... succeeded? Is that road really right?"
Chapter completed!