Everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes, their palms were slightly sweaty, and they pulled the bow as tight as possible. Hundreds of arrows were ready to go, and the silver-white arrows glowed with a cold light. www
Ouch, a howl that broke through the darkness spread throughout the forest. Hundreds of wolves jumped quickly and swarmed over. The green beads became clearer and clearer, like ghosts in the dark night.
What a spectacular scene, Yi Shuihan secretly marveled, like a storm on the sea, with thunder and lightning, rough waves, dark sky and dark earth, but it is a pity that they are all messengers of death.
"Fire the arrow!" Ling Yiran gave the order, and the arrows flew out like raindrops.
Several wolves fell to the ground, whimpering and groaning, bleeding hot and moist blood, and a strong smell of blood immediately spread.[
Woo, the leader of the wolf looked up to the sky and howled loudly. In an instant, all the wolves rushed forward like crazy, with pairs of ferocious eyes staring at the people on the tree, and their sharp claws clawing at the top of the tree, trying to climb up.
Tree.
With a whine, dozens of wolves swooped down, jumped onto the tree, opened their mouths, exposed their sharp teeth, and bit the person fiercely. The teeth penetrated into the flesh and blood, almost breaking the bones. Suddenly, the blood was wet
black clothes.
Several green-clothed knights couldn't help shouting in pain, and immediately drew out their swords and stabbed the wolf. The wolf was so painful that it bit off the flesh of the man's leg, and then fell down the tree.
Ah, someone screamed and fell from the tree. The voice was full of desperate fear. After a while, the voice was buried in the blood. The person was already dead, and was torn apart by wolves until his flesh and blood were mutilated.
Everyone looked pale and frightened, as if they were the next to be torn apart. Their hands and feet were shaking slightly in panic, and even the strength to draw the bow was reduced a bit.
"Calm down! Climb higher!" Ling Yiran ordered.
Qing Yi rode the order, quickly calmed down, and immediately climbed up the tree. The wolf was unable to get up for a while, and only howled under the tree, grabbing the tree head frantically, as if it was about to uproot the tree.
"Everyone hold your breath for ten seconds!" Yi Shuihan shouted, and then used the wind direction to blow away the poisonous powder on his body.
White powder floated in the air, and the howls of the wolves suddenly became weaker. Some wolves collapsed to the ground and moaned feebly.
Seeing this, the Qing Yi cavalry immediately drew their bows and fired arrows. After a while, the situation began to reverse, and the number of wolves gradually decreased.
The silver needle in Rong Zhi's hand never stopped. As soon as any wolf came close, they all died under Rong Zhi's silver needle. For a while, no wolf dared to approach the tree.
The smell of death was spreading, and the pungent smell of blood filled the forest. Hundreds of wolves fell to the ground, bleeding. Large tracts of blood seeped into the soil, almost dyeing it blood-colored.
Just when everyone heaved a sigh of relief, a murderous aura surged over the sky and the earth. The murderous aura was overwhelming. For a moment, everyone's hearts that had just been relieved were raised in their throats again.
The wind roared and the cranes roared, and the grass and trees were all in war.
The murderous aura was heavy, and the eerie cold wind came towards us, making everyone's hair stand on end and their hearts trembling.
"Hide them all and prepare bows and arrows!" Ling Yiran ordered.
There was a rustling sound, and all the Tsing Yi Cavalry hid in the leaves, revealing a pair of eyes and arrows, and shot the enemy before they could reach their position.
With a shout, a large number of men in black came on the cold wind. In an instant, the wind swept away the remaining clouds, flying sand and rocks, and the evil spirit surged into the sky.
"Fire the arrow!"[
Whoosh, the arrow was shot, but the man in black's adaptability was far greater than that of the wolves, and he easily avoided the hidden arrow. Before the Qing Yiqiu had time to release the second arrow, the man in black had already flown up, holding the arrow in his hand.