The five hundred and seventieth eight chapters are cruel
"Get lucky at the beginning."
Xu Zhi's eyes glowed, and he turned around and ran away. With such a dense number, it was difficult for him to kill them with a direct shot from his flamethrower.
No matter how jealous you are of this pile of experience, you still have to find a roundabout tactic.
"That human is going to run away, so quickly surround him."
A tall and strong werewolf shouted, twisting the rather heavy flail, and as soon as the rope holding the coyote loosened, the calf-sized coyote rushed over in an instant.
After releasing the coyotes and surrounding them, the werewolves moved in an orderly manner, and the tall and strong werewolf was obviously the leader of the group.
Looking at the werewolf that was being struck with the wooden stick, Xu Zhi swung his knife and directly cut the opponent's throat. The killing effect of knives is remarkable. Even if Xu Zhi is not good at knife skills, it does not prevent him from choosing this kind of weapon. weapons for temporary use.
Cutting and chopping require the use of knives in many situations. The convenience of knife weapons cannot be compared with that of long sticks.
However, if a stick is used at this time, Xu Zhi's eyes lit up when he looked at the relatively spacious venue. The power transmitted by the werewolf just now was not particularly strong. His body could bear it. The abilities of these tall monsters were unimaginable. It's so strong.
"Since you are using blunt weapons, I will use blunt weapons too."
The sword is good for single-target damage, while the long stick can be used for group combat.
The lucky spell and body-protecting stone skin were instantly photographed, and the Changchun True Yang Kung began to operate. During the inner energy maintenance stage, Xu Zhi's body could withstand the punch force of a basic practitioner, and could also resist the impact of blunt objects.
Except for a few werewolves holding flails, he needs to be careful. Sticks, stone tools, and werewolf claws are not too much of a threat to him as long as they are not hit in the eyes, ears, nose, and throat.
With his back against a pile of thorns, Xu Zhi quickly dropped his backpack, threw the long knife and flamethrower on the ground, and pulled out an iron rod from behind.
"Haha, kill this kid."
"Lord Barbarian Soldier, Lutis seems to be dying."
"When he dies, he will be carried back to the village and distributed to the group of female wolves to eat."
Werewolves are so ruthless that they even eat the corpses of their own people. This is a strange intelligent and civilized race that seems to have inherited some traditions of thrift.
Lutis, whose throat was stabbed by Xu Zhi, covered his throat on the ground and roared unwillingly. As the fastest werewolf, he would also die the fastest. After he died, he would be eaten by the female werewolves. , Lutis flashed a hint of panic.
"I want to eat you in my stomach and hide you in my heart."
Thinking about the love words he said to the female werewolf when they were teasing each other last night, Lutis's eyes began to soften again. Probably, this was the best fate for him, but for some reason he always felt a little unwilling.
"Hey~"
The inner energy suddenly exploded, and Xu Zhi's iron rod moved like flying. The crazy magic stick method was very suitable for this kind of group battle. The fighting speed was extremely fast, and his moves were like waves, and they were endless.
Several werewolves who rushed over were unprepared and were knocked, smashed, swept, and hit by Xu Zhi's iron rod. Four or five fell down in an instant. Their heads were broken, their brains popped out, and some had their throats pushed out. There were blood holes, some teeth were knocked out, and half of the wolf's face was deformed.
As soon as several hyenas jumped up, they were knocked down by Xu Zhi's iron rod.
Wherever the iron rod passed, the scene was extremely bloody. Those who were killed by blunt force attacks usually ended up with a pretty good ending.
It was the first time that he used an iron rod to kill like this. Xu Zhi also frowned slightly. The beating was indeed a bit brutal.
"Come on, charge me, kill him, kill this human being."
"The rear wing is outflanking, and several of them have passed by. I don't believe that this human being can defend him from all sides."
The werewolf barbarian soldier shouted, his flail shook and whirred, and he was also preparing to sprint on his own.
He couldn't stop taking action, and he couldn't be distracted during the battle. The iron rod was used like the wind, a shower of rain hit the new lotus, and it was like pearls scattering randomly. Xu Zhi came in and out among the werewolves.
There were corpses of werewolves everywhere. The leading werewolf soldier and Xu Zhi fought hard for a while, and after three moves, Xu Zhi beat his head to pieces.
"Master Barbarian Soldier is dead, run away."
"Damn it, this short human is so vicious."
"Go back and tell the Lord Watcher, my God, only witchcraft can kill this kind of human being."
"Yes, we still have witchcraft, humans, just wait."
Xu Zhi struck the werewolf with an iron bar and knocked him down. He saw that the werewolf's sternum was deformed, blood foam was spraying from the wolf's mouth, and he was dying.
The remaining werewolves dispersed in a hurry, using their hands and feet to escape, shouting and screaming.
"Hoo ho ho"
Xu Zhi, who used all his strength, leaned on the iron rod and took a few deep breaths. He glanced at the direction in which the werewolves were escaping. In this encounter, there were not many werewolves who escaped, only a dozen or so.
There were more than thirty werewolves lying on the ground, with a few coyotes with smashed heads among them. These werewolves were all tall and strong, and they were piled up in a pile, giving the eyeballs a thrilling feeling like a battlefield.
The strong smell of blood came, and Xu Zhi slapped his nose. He had to leave this place. This kind of bloody smell can attract many beasts, snakes, insects, rats, and ants, which are small and troublesome.
He used an iron rod to pick out the tattered clothes of a few werewolves, but found nothing. Among the werewolves, the weapon of the werewolf barbarian soldier who was the leader was a rough iron product. Xu Zhi picked it up and twisted it. The flail weapon was a bit
It felt like a nunchuck, and he threw it into his backpack. This weapon could easily hit him if he didn't use it well, so it couldn't be used as his replacement weapon.
What Qiao Mu said is very reasonable. Those who play swordsman always need various weapons at hand, but for practicing stick skills, you can use local materials at any time. The requirements are relatively low. A tree as thick as an arm can be broken directly and its trunk can be used as a tree.
A simple wooden stick, the wet wood material is dense, heavy and durable, and it is very useful for hitting people.
"Of course this is a last resort."
Xu Zhi was carrying the iron rods. He would not consider tree trunks until the three iron rods were scrapped.
Taking out his whistle, Xu Zhi started whistling.
"Wow~wow~wow~, wow wow."
An unpleasant crow sounded, like a mourning announcement for the werewolves on the ground. After a while, Xu Zhi stopped playing, and there was no response. It seemed that Gu Yuxi's foothold was some distance away from him.
After unscrewing the items from his backpack, in the blink of an eye, most of Xu Zhi's items had been transferred to the dream world, leaving only a gun and an iron rod.
On the attribute panel, pieces of experience were flashing across the screen. These werewolves had much more experience than the skeletons. The stingy ones only had 11 points, while the barbarians gave them 25 points of experience.
More than 30 werewolves and hyenas contributed nearly 600 experience points, which made Xu Zhi sigh with emotion. In an environment like the ruins, experience comes very quickly. It is even more powerful than his ten-day contract in the dream world.
Mission experience gained.
This somewhat gave him a direction for improvement. Although this kind of power was unethical, the world is like this. When creatures from different civilizations meet and there is no communication between powerful intelligent individuals, fighting is obviously inevitable.
"Fortunately, these werewolves don't have many good ones."
After hearing the werewolf's words, Xu Zhi muttered a few words. The self-awareness hypnosis was successful. He felt much better and his murderous mood eased.
After getting out of the fighting state, he looked at the direction in which the werewolves were fleeing, released his pathfinding technique, and followed quietly.
Now that you have done it, be determined and continue to do it.
Note: Werewolf (Gnoll) is influenced by early translations. The werewolf of the Swamp tribe is actually more appropriately translated as jackal. There is a big difference between gnoll and werewolf. Gnoll is a wolf-type creature, while werewolf is a creature that changes into a wolf when stimulated.
Body-shaped creatures will not be distinguished in this article for the time being, and the early translations will still prevail. The structural forms such as habits and social groups are derived from jackals and other materials.