Unbelievably expected, the water sword pierced the wolf's claws.
The wolf endured the sharp pain in the wolf's claws and continued to slap down.
"Bang ......"
As expected, the wolf's claws slapped on Mu Fan's body, and slapped him out fiercely, knocking down seven or eight trees in a row.
Mu Fan got up from the rubble, the water mirror around him was a little dirty, and he was fine.
The wolf endured the severe pain, stumbled over, and beckoned to Mu Fan's head with another paw.
Mu Fan gritted his teeth and tried his best to strip the water from the Iron Pear Flower Wolf.
The wolf's eyes were full of puzzlement, a force it had never encountered before, as if it was forcibly taking something away.
At first, it didn't know what it was, but it didn't take long for it to feel the moisture around it heavier than before.
It gets it.
How important water is, all the spirit beasts living in the Phaseless Cliff know.
So, it fought as hard as it could.
I hope to survive until other companions come to help.
Mu Fan saw the wolf's intentions, in fact, it was not so difficult to kill this wolf, and he didn't need to use the Three Kings Sword.
The "Eight Gates" in Qimen Dunjia are enough to open the first door, and they don't even need to ask for divine skills.
He didn't do that, because he didn't worry about what was deep in the woods.
"There's something in there."
He was more and more sure of this judgment in his heart.
Mu Fan spread out the surrounding water mirror and forcibly stripped the water from the wolf's body.
"Goo, goo......"
It sounds good, like water gushing out of a mountain spring.
The sound was deadly, the sound was still there, but the wolf was dead, a dried corpse, and no amount of water could save it.
The other Iron Pear Wolves arrived, but it was too late, and the companion was dead forever.
They were even more angry, and they wanted to kill the little man not far away.
Mu Fan turned his face and looked into the depths of the forest, squinting his eyes.
There was still no movement in the depths of the woods.
An iron pear wolf rushed at him angrily, and was cut in two by the Chengqian sword halfway.
It stared, and if you were close to its head, you would notice that the anger in its eyes dissipated little by little, and as its pupils dilated, it finally became stiff and unfocused.
The wolves had only Mu Fan in their eyes, and they didn't notice the potential danger in the depths of the forest.
Mu Fan turned his head, the back of his neck was slightly cold, and he shivered.
I don't know if it's a psychological effect, or if the guy is tempted.
Mu Fan frowned, walked over to the dried corpse, and did something very disgusting.
He unbuckled his trousers and made a gesture to pee on the wolf.
Without intelligence, animals don't mind their companions being treated like this, but they are intelligent enough to feel the humiliation of doing so.
"Whew......"
Like a mournful roar, the wolves rushed towards Mu Fan together.
"Tear up!"
Red blood gushed out, and the night was so dark that the blood seemed to be black, and it was difficult for people with excellent eyesight to see.
Mu Fan couldn't see it, but fortunately he had the ability to control the water, and although it was a little far away, he could still clearly feel the direction of every drop of blood splashing.
It's a bit beautiful, like a brilliant firework.
The wolves were in disarray, and they couldn't resist the attack of the Chengqian sword.
Mu Fan propped up the water mirror, turned around neatly, leaned against a tree that was only half left, and looked into the depths of the forest.
It didn't take long for the Chengqian Sword to finish off the wolves, and the night returned to silence.
The depths of the forest are so quiet that people panic.
The Chengqian Sword spun around in the air a few times, shook off the viscous blood, and cleaned the sword body with sword qi again before slowly approaching Mu Fan.
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Mu Fan put the Chengqian Sword into his body, and the hand holding the Three Kings Sword tightened.
His hairs stood on end, which was not a good sign.
"Where did you come from, junior, hurry up and get out of here!"
The "thing" in the depths of the forest spoke, and in the words, there was less anger and more disgust.
Mu Fan's heart jumped to his throat, and the spirit beast spat out words, at least an eighth-order spirit beast, equivalent to a human Tiantu Realm cultivator.
"The juniors have entered this place by mistake, please forgive the seniors."
"Get out of here!"
Mu Fan clenched his fists with both hands and retreated respectfully.
Under normal circumstances, it would not be possible to encounter an eighth-order spirit beast in this position, and the probability is so small that it is almost the same as picking up 100,000 taels of silver on the road, and it is not a silver ticket.
The one in the depths of the forest didn't look at Mu Fan, a young boy of the Terrans, who had killed a few impulsive and brainless wolves.
Mu Fan retreated very carefully, and at this time, he didn't have to worry about the one in the forest making a move.
It's useless to worry, if that person decides to make a move, death is an inevitable end.
The reason why he retreated so carefully was because he didn't want to annoy that person and express his respect for it.
After retreating two miles, Mu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart that his luck was too bad, and he didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out.
He straightened up, his back sticky, and his head covered in sweat.
Life and death in an instant, but that's it!
After escaping death, he actually felt a sense of tiredness, more tired than killing a pack of wolves.
It may be that the Wuxiang Cliff is a little abnormal, or it may be his luck.
I was going to go overnight, but now it seems that it is better to stay honestly and go on the road early tomorrow morning.
Mu Fan found a tree hole to rest, the hole is not small, and it is no problem to accommodate two or three people.
Inside lay a python, the thickness of a bucket, vigilantly staring at Mu Fan outside the tree hole.
Mu Fan glanced at it, didn't recognize what kind of spirit beast it was, and realized that the strength was not strong.
He very decisively stretched out his hand, pulled the python out, and threw it into the open space outside.
The python burrow smells bad, fishy and smelly, covered with green moss, slimy, and can be disgusting for a long time when you touch your hand.
Mu Fan rolled in the hole, using the fishy smell to cover up the smell on his body.
Along the way, he did a lot of it.
The effect is still there, and the deeper you go into the forest, the smaller the effect.
The python was taken out, and he was unwilling to go back to take revenge on Mu Fan.
His eyes rolled around a few times, but he didn't dare to go in in the end.
It should rejoice in its own judgment, and the end of going in is nothing more than death.
Mu Fan didn't dare to sleep, so he lay inside and counted the sheep.
Others often say that counting sheep helps sleep, and when he is nervous, he tries a few times, but it doesn't work.
Not only is it useless, the more you count, the more energetic!
Since then, he has counted sheep not to help him sleep, but to refresh himself.
The effect is very good, and he also recommended this idea to Xiaowan to use.
The location of the cemetery that Kong Qian chose for himself was very good, and it was not easy to enter their cemetery from the perspective of tomb robbing alone.
The costs and benefits of tomb robbing vary so much that almost no tomb robber would do that.
It's just that Mu Fan suffered, and his cultivation wanted to reach the destination, which was difficult and dangerous, and he had his own experience.
Nothing was said all night.
The next morning, the sky was cloudy, and the sparse jade pillars appeared again in this forest.
Mu Fan came out of the tree hole, wiped off the green moss on his body, smelled the fishy smell on his body, and smiled with satisfaction.
The python that he pulled out yesterday is gone, and I don't know if it fell into the mouths of other spirit beasts and became their food, or if it went to sleep somewhere else.
"The first thing you say when you get up every day, cheer yourself up first!"
This is a lyric from Blue Star, Mu Fan sang in his heart.
Although he doesn't have much fat to burn.