The moment Yang Feng turned around, he saw two strong male wolves with big mouths rushing toward him.

The claws of the two wolves were as sharp as sharp knives under the bright moon. They had not yet pounced, but Yang Feng felt the breath of death in advance like a lamb on the gallows.

The wolf claws of the male wolf slightly in front had already touched Yang Feng's clothes. This weapon, which was born to tear prey apart, effortlessly pierced Yang Feng's clothes and pierced the terrifying tip of its claws.

Under Yang Feng's skin.

The impact it brought was so strong that Yang Feng had no room to resist under such power. He was instantly thrown to the ground, and his body fell on the muddy soil with a muffled sound.

It knocked Yang Feng down and opened its big mouth and bit it down. Yang Feng was pinned down and resisted desperately. At this time, his pair of crazily trembling arms burst out with an unprecedented force to hold up the male.

The wolf's head was not allowed to bite off, so the male wolf's fangs pierced Yang Feng's palm and back of his hand. In the severe pain, Yang Feng felt as if he was holding a steamed bun that had just come out of the cage.

The wolf behind fell on its own kind uncooperatively, knocking the male wolf in front of Yang Feng down at once. Yang Feng's arms completely lost any room to resist under the attack of the two wolves.

A wolf bit him on the arm, and Yang Feng even heard the sound of his own flesh being torn.

However, along with the tearing sound, there was also an ancient roaring howl.

The howl came from his brain, as if even the god in his body who once had supreme power felt the pain.

The bloody memory once again rushed into Yang Feng's brain like a flood that had been released -

Soaring dragon pillars collapsed, wide dams burst, black and red blood stained the oceans and rivers, countless families were destroyed, and the entire civilization was devastated. He held the hunting knife known as the most powerful killing power in the universe, but

I can't kill all the zombies infected by the mysterious black virus in front of me...

In the end, their civilization was burned down in a self-rescue explosion, and the surviving gods started killing each other. They were also victims of the black virus, and they also needed more power to save them.

In order to survive on their own, they turned their attention of aggression and killing to the entire universe...

His vision followed the perspective in his memory and traveled to the present like a time tunnel. Yang Feng once again saw the stars in the sky and the two ferocious male wolves on his body. No! There were more than two, there were more!

Other wolves also swarmed up. There were only two of them, but there were nearly twenty wolves in the pack. He was able to withstand more than half of the wolf pack's firepower by himself!

The strange red light illuminated the wolf hairs on the wolves' faces, and Yang Feng also saw himself at this time from the reflection of the wolf's eyes——

His eyes were like two huge burning red candles with red flames rising, and all the information about the wolves in front of him poured into his brain in an instant.

After being completely integrated with the Hunting God, he can no longer read the information of each creature from that objective perspective. Instead, when his eyes shift to those creatures, the information of these creatures will automatically appear in his brain.

It's as if these creatures were created by him, and every detail and structure of their bodies is clear in his mind.

It was at this time that a hint of timidity appeared on the faces of these wolves.

They seemed to have seen a familiar shadow. That shadow had brought them an unprecedented sense of oppression. Their wolf king was stared at by these eyes in the last few seconds of his life. To them, these eyes were like

He is the God of Death. Everywhere he looks, there is death!

The pain in Yang Feng's arms and hands began to be selectively downplayed by him. The wounds on his hands and arms began to heal at a hundred times faster under the adhesion and catalysis of that power. Even the blood that had just flowed out had not yet solidified.

The wound is almost healed.

That high-voltage electricity-like power was mobilizing the relevant attributes of his body to the extreme at this moment, allowing him to explode with power beyond human limits in a short period of time in a human body.

With his two bloody hands, he pushed away the wolves that were pressing down on him. He picked up the long stick that he had left aside, as if it was used by the God of Death to harvest life.

of sickle.

These wolves turned red in Yang Feng's eyes, not because their colors had changed, but because they triggered Yang Feng's "weakness exposure", because for Yang Feng at this time, their whole bodies were all red.

It's a weakness!

If Yang Feng hadn't merged with the Hunting God yet, I'm afraid his hunting rate for every wolf would now be: 100%!

The wolves began to retreat under this indescribable pressure. In an instant, Yang Feng swung his stick. The three-meter long stick, which was only slightly thinner than his wrist, became bent under the sudden explosive force.

A loud and terrifying sound of breaking wind exploded from Yang Feng's side, and the two unfortunate wolves were hit, but there were only two sounds of skulls being smashed.

The two wolves did not howl, call for help, or make any sound.

Around Yang Feng, the black wind was swirling. He stood under the black background of countless wild dances, and his eyes began to become greedy. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he had seen the hunter of his prey. For him, now

These wolves are the prey!

But just when he was about to attack, an inappropriate roar suddenly came from the drainage ditch behind him. The man roared directly to the bottom of his voice, like a completely erupted war scumbag in a movie.

Yang Feng turned around in surprise and saw a wolf being bounced out of the drainage ditch like it was playing on a trampoline. The wolf let out a shrill scream while it was in the air, and stopped making any movement after it landed on the ground. Immediately afterwards,

There was another dull hitting sound and the second wolf took off...

Every time the man let out a terrifying roar, it foreshadowed that a wolf would be thrown up from the drainage ditch. However, none of these wolves moved after they landed. They lay in the mud like discarded stuffed animals.

The ground was motionless.

Yang Feng was stunned, and the wolves behind him were also stunned. They opened their mouths one by one, with half fear and half confusion in their eyes.

"Wow! Ah hit~ oh! Ah throw!..."

Some sounds that can only be heard in kung fu movies came up from under the drainage ditch.

The sound of blows sounded like someone was hitting the dough bag with a stick, and the sound of continuous fractures sounded like someone was chopping firewood with a blunt ax below. A bloody and terrifying wolf attack, but Di Xiusuo was forced to flip over and attack.

and the location of the attack.

With the still broken "Ah hit~", Di Xiusuo "flyed" directly from under the nearly four to five meters deep drainage ditch. He bared his teeth and was covered in mud. If it weren't for the pair of cunning moonlight reflecting

With his eyes and two rows of big white teeth, Yang Feng would definitely think that this was an unfinished sculpture.

But after seeing Yang Feng, Di Xiusuo's smile instantly froze. He looked at Yang Feng with a horrified look on his face, and then at the "dumbfounded" wolves behind Yang Feng, his jaw dropped with shock.

About to fall to the ground.

"You, you, you assimilated them?" Di Xiusuo pointed at the wolves and said.

"No... I haven't finished fighting yet..." When Yang Feng said this, the red light in his eyes faded instantly, and the black wind around him also dissipated, and his aura instantly changed from a killing god to a killing god.

A dull eighteen-year-old young man.

The appearance of Di Xiusuo actually caused him to interrupt the "hunting mode" due to distraction.

But the wolves behind Yang Feng howled for a while, and then fled collectively with their tails between their legs. They ran towards the wasteland from the mud pit on the side, splashing Yang Feng all over with black mud.

"I'm going! Don't let them run away! Otherwise they will come back to take revenge!" Di Xiusuo chased after him in panic, but as soon as he turned around, he disappeared into the drainage ditch again...

"Hurry up!" Dis Xiusuo's helpless voice came from the drainage ditch.

Yang Feng's body chased after them mechanically. He didn't even know if his brain agreed with him to chase. What's more, he couldn't catch up with these wolves now.

Sure enough, as soon as Yang Feng ran to the other side of the drainage ditch, the group of wolves almost disappeared from his sight.

"Pull me out! I'll chase him!" Di Xiusuo's voice came from the drainage ditch. Yang Feng hurried over and saw Di Xiusuo who was trapped and struggling at the bottom of the ditch.

The long stick in his hand was not nearly as long as it should have been, but with a quick jump, Disiusuo was able to reach it.

But how could he have thought that Di Xiusuo would pull him down too...

Yang Feng only felt that the long stick was like a hand. A gentle tug made him lean forward, and his whole body immediately rolled down the slippery drainage ditch.

"Oh my God! Can you be successful? Where was your energy during the day? Where is your strength?!" Di Xiusuo went crazy and wiped the mud from his face.

"I told you I'm not good at it..." Yang Feng had no choice but to wipe his head with both hands, and his hands were immediately covered with mud.

"Can you still catch up?" Yang Feng asked helplessly.

Di Xiusuo sighed, "I'm telling you, you let them go now. Once winter is over, their children grow up and a new wolf king is elected, they will bring thousands of troops to take revenge."

, Anyone who can survive this winter will be the elite among the wolves, the ace among the elites. Don't look at them running away now, wait until next spring a wolf pack with clear division of labor and strict discipline will come to slaughter the village.

That’s when this pack of wolves bursts into wolfish nature!”

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, then stamped his feet angrily, "Then go chase him!"

It was just that he stomped his feet and splashed mud on Di Xiusuo's face again.

It didn't matter whether they wiped the mud off their bodies or not. I'm afraid they couldn't clean such clothes even if they were thrown into bleach.

"I'm sorry..." Yang Feng lowered his head and whispered.

"Want to kill those wolves?" Di Xiusuo said, spitting out the mud that Yang Feng had just splashed into his mouth.

Yang Feng nodded hard, "I think!"

"Call Master."

Yang Feng hesitated.

"If you don't hurry up, there's no point calling me daddy." Di Xiusuo said, once again performing "tilt your head, smile and kill with contempt".

"Dad, no, Master." After Yang Feng finished speaking, he slapped himself hard.

The smile on Di Xiusuo's muddy face suddenly brightened, "Look, young man, you are a promising talent. The coming of danger is just the first lesson. You still have a lot to learn!"

After Di Xiusuo finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly rose around them. In just a few seconds, they seemed to be in the eye of a tornado. Yang Feng looked at the withered grass all around him that was swept up into the sky by the wind in surprise. At the same time, he also
Chapter completed!