On the endless snow-white ice field, hundreds of huge snow wolves were lined up neatly, surrounding Qin Fan and others.
Each snow wolf has a pure white body and is about five meters long. Its sharp teeth shine coldly in the snow, which is frightening.
Some snow wolves are attacking those strong Westerners, and one snow wolf can easily tear a strong Westerner into pieces.
The strong men from the West who were torn into pieces are equivalent to the peak warriors in the inner realm.
In other words, these snow wolves are equivalent to hundreds of inner-level peak warriors.
Of course, the strength of these snow wolves should be far more than that. There must be leaders among the wolves, and the strength of those leaders must be stronger than these ordinary snow wolves.
"What are these things? Oh my God, these are by no means simple beasts. Their bodies are stronger than those of Eastern warriors!"
Dozens of powerful Westerners who were being besieged by wolves lost more than a dozen people in a short time, and now there are still more than twenty people left in their team.
Because Yang Yuxi is far away from the powerful people in the west, she has not been attacked by wolves yet.
"Master, what kind of wolves are these? They are too scary!"
Yang Yuxi asked with a look of horror.
The woman in the cheongsam also looked pale: "I don't know, these are definitely not ordinary wolves, they are more like a well-trained army!"
Chekhov, on the other hand, suddenly screamed with a look of horror on his face: "I remembered a legend!"
"It's him, it must be him, he's here, he's come out of the wind and snow, he's returned from the dust of history!"
Qin Fan frowned and glanced at him: "Who is coming?"
"Snow Wolf King!" Chekov said with a look of despair, as if this name was a taboo.
Qin Fan asked in confusion: "Snow Wolf King? The king of these beasts?"
"No, Mr. Qin, the Snow Wolf King is not a beast, he is a human, a very powerful human!"
"He was the god he once was!"
god?
Qin Fan smiled disdainfully: "The god of wolves, right?"
Chekov seriously retorted: "No, he is a powerful man in the divine realm!"
"Snow Wolf King is just his code name, because he has been with snow wolves since he was a child, and the wolves raised him. Later, he became the greatest warrior. When there was a conflict with the Northern Bear Country, he single-handedly wiped out the Northern Bear Country.
A reorganizer and reinstaller from the Xiong Kingdom."
"Countless strong men went to hunt him down, but all of them never came back. In order to suppress him, the North Bear Country even threatened to use nuclear weapons as a killer."
"Maybe because of his fear of nuclear weapons, the Snow Wolf King disappeared. In the past seventy years, no one has heard anything about him again."
"However, there is a legend about him left in the world!"
"When the snow-white wolves reappear in the world, the former king will return in glory!"
Qin Fan smiled and said: "Where did you hear these stories? They are very well written!"
Chekov looked serious: "No, Mr. Qin, I can swear to the damn God of Light that everything I said is true!"
"Whether it's true or false, we can't discuss it now. Let's deal with these wolves first!"
Qin Fan turned around and looked at the dozen or so snow wolves that had crossed over from the team of Western experts and came to them, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Hmph, when did you beasts dare to offend my majesty!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a red light flashed and the Red Sky Sword slashed out.
Bang!
More than a dozen snow wolves were knocked away by a powerful and overbearing force, lying listlessly on the ground, their waists were maimed, and they were basically useless.
"Help, help..."
A strong Westerner broke out of the encirclement and ran towards Qin Fan in a panic.
Unfortunately, he failed to escape in the end and was bitten on the neck by two snow wolves.
In just a short time, there were only ten people left in the team of powerful Westerners.
These ten people were all relatively powerful. They broke out of the encirclement and came to Qin Fan's side.
"Friends from the East, these guys are too powerful. If we want to get out alive, we can only join forces!"
Qin Fan said nothing, Yang Yuxi and others all looked at Qin Fan.
Seeing that Qin Fan didn't speak, they didn't say a word either.
After all, these were the people who had been chasing them just now.
To people like Yang Yuxi, these powerful Westerners are more ruthless than a pack of wolves.
Looking at the hundreds of snow wolves, Qin Fan also frowned slightly.
Although he doesn't have a good impression of these Western powerhouses, these ten people are quite capable and should be able to help him share some of the wolves.
"Okay, let's defend with our backs to the lake!"
"You go over there, we are over here."
Qin Fan distributed the territory.
The ten people looked at each other and nodded: "Okay, it's a deal!"
The only solution now is to rely on Devil's Lake to fight these beasts to the death.
Snow Wolf's team slowly came to Qin Fan and others.
Those dead Western strong men have basically become food in their mouths. At this moment, the mouths of these snow wolves are all filled with blood.
Wolves are social animals that are more intelligent than humans. Moreover, they are very united and share the prey equally.
In other words, every wolf in these wolf packs has eaten humans.
They stopped only five meters away from Qin Fan and others. They were not in a hurry to launch an attack, as if they were waiting for something.
Yang Yuxi put on a defensive posture vigilantly. Facing hundreds of snow wolves, the little girl felt her throat was dry.
"What are they waiting for? Why don't they attack?"
The cheongsam woman frowned slightly: "I don't know, but when they attacked those Westerners just now, their movements were crisp and clean!"
Lin Ziyang said solemnly: "There are two possibilities, either they are shocked by Master Qin's strength. Or they are waiting!"
"What are you waiting for?" Yang Yuxi looked curious.
Chekov suddenly interrupted: "Waiting for their king to return!"
"..." Yang Yuxi no longer believed this nagging guy: "Shut up!"
"Where is the king? They are just a bunch of wild beasts. How can humans stay with them?"
As soon as she finished speaking, an old voice suddenly sounded in the wind and snow.
"Why can't we stay with them?"
Yang Yuxi looked around in shock: "Who? Who is talking?"
The others immediately had their hearts in their throats and stared around with vigilance, as if monsters would suddenly burst out of the surrounding space to eat people.
Chekov's eyes widened instantly and his body began to tremble: "Snow, Snow Wolf King!"
"It's him, he's back!"
Qin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at a white figure at the end of the wind and snow behind the snow wolves.
It was an old man wearing a white coat and with a stooped figure.
He walked alone in the wind and snow, his figure looked so lonely and desolate, as if he had been forgotten by the world.
When he came, all the wolves automatically separated into a road and lowered their proud heads at the same time.
Ouch!
A low and melodious roar sounded, as if welcoming their king!
Ouch!
Hundreds of uniform roars followed, just like well-trained soldiers. If they had not seen this scene with their own eyes, who would have believed that this uniform roar came from the mouths of hundreds of wolves!
Finally, the figure of the old man in white appeared in everyone's sight.
Chekhov's hands trembled with excitement and he pointed at the old man with one finger. He, who was so eloquent, actually became stammering at this moment.