Chen Yang tried not to look at the pack of wolves approaching quickly, and took a deep breath, preparing to squeeze out even a little more strength.
"That's too late."
"Fight."
Chen Yang closed his eyes slightly and concentrated on breathing to build up his strength. This did not prevent his nose from smelling a strong fishy smell, which proved that the hungry wolves were close.
Chen Yang suddenly opened his eyes.
Three meters away, several hungry wolves squatted down on their hind legs, their muscles tensed, and they were about to pounce, knocking Chen Yang to the ground.
Just when Chen Yang's hand naturally dropped down and he grasped a sharp-edged stone on the side, preparing to use it as a weapon and do his best to obey fate, a sudden change occurred.
“Swish swish~~~”
Rays of pale light shot out from behind the crooked neck tree where Chen Yang was leaning.
"Huh?"
Chen Yang just blinked his eyes instinctively, and when he saw clearly again, the streaks of white light had already fallen on the seven hungry wolves, cutting them in half.
No matter which angle it is cut into, the final result is the same, broken into two pieces.
Because it was too fast, none of the hungry wolves died on the spot. They were all howling miserably, clawing at the ground with their front paws, trying to retreat and escape, but how could they do so?
In the end, they all died after the dirty blood flowed all over the ground.
Chen Yang's attention was not focused on the miserable situation of those hungry wolves from the beginning to the end. His eyes fell on the handleless swords made of white bones turned into a few rays of white light.
There are seven white bone handleless knives. Their shape is similar to the Tang knives on earth, but they are different in subtle ways.
From the time they appeared in Chen Yang's eyes to when they cut the seven hungry wolves in two, the seven handleless white bone knives kept scattering bone fragments throughout the process, and finally turned into bone powder and scattered without a trace before Chen Yang's eyes.
They turned out to be not swords made of real bones, but condensed spells, so they had such power.
"Can you be petrified by such a small scene?"
"No wonder he was treated as a corpse and thrown into this mass grave."
Accompanied by the crunching sound of broken bones, a man's cold voice reached Chen Yang's ears from behind.
The next second, a pair of gorgeous steps decorated with gold threads stopped in front of Chen Yang.
Chen Yang moved his eyes upward and saw a young man wearing the same clothes as an outer disciple of the Yin Mo Sect, looking down at him proudly.
The same outer disciple clothing, but the young man's outfit is different from Chen Yang's.
His chest was decorated with a pattern of white bone weapons, and a jade pendant made of ground bone jade was pressed at the corner of his clothes. The word "深" engraved on it was glowing like a faint will-o'-the-wisp.
One of the seven sons of the outer sect, Shen Lang.
Shen Lang is the senior disciple of the outer sect in the peak that Chen Yang belongs to. He is also the one who is most likely to be promoted to the inner sect in this generation. According to legend, he may even become the direct disciple of a certain elder of the inner sect.
Among the group of outside servants, Shen Lang is simply a legend.
There are seven peaks in the outer sect of the Yin Mo Sect, and each peak has an outer sect senior brother who helps the mountain master take charge of the outer sect disciples and the outer sect disciples.
Chen Yang's original master was just a handyman disciple, still one level away from the outer disciples. Compared with the outer disciples like Shen Lang, the difference between Zhuhuo and Haoyue was even greater.
The original owner had seen Shen Lang's majesty from a distance and was envious at that time, but he knew the difference and had never even thought of being a man, which made Chen Yang look down upon that memory with great contempt.
It is said that most of the outer sect senior brothers in other peaks are harsh, perverted or indifferent, but the peak senior brother Shen Lang, who belongs to the original master Chen Yang, is different from others, and his behavior is even somewhat incompatible with the Yin Mo Sect itself.
Although he was a cold person, he never treated his handyman disciples and outer disciples as domestic servants, let alone used them as test materials, testing spells and the like.
When Shen Lang is in a good mood, he will even go out of his way to give pointers to his junior brothers and sisters. This kindness is quite unusual in a sect like the Yin Mo Sect.
This time, it was this alien who happened to be on the mass grave and took action at the critical moment, saving Chen Yang.