Although the wolf riding ability in the mountains is not as good as that on the flat ground, it is worse than the large number of people.

Not long after leaving Luanshigang, three wolves chased after him. Fu Yuan rushed to attack, keeping a safe distance. Although it was possible to fight three times in one fight, it would inevitably delay time and give the rest of the wolves a chance to swarm up.

In the early days, the wolf rider underestimated the enemy. After a few people died, he naturally did not dare to be careless. Fu Yuan also knew this in his heart.

In the jungle, there was a continuous sound of breaking wind. After the three wolves chased and killed for a while, the speed gradually slowed down. After getting rid of the wolf cavalry, Fu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when I was going to take a good rest, two more wolves came riding, a total of six people.

Imposing and immortal, Fu Yuan ran away, he was adjusting his tactics, and the wolf knight was also adjusting his tactics.

In the beginning, I just wanted to have a blitzkrieg to quickly take down Fu Yuan, but now it has become a war of attrition, multiplayer versus single, and Fu Yuan is not at an advantage in a war of attrition.

After realizing this level, Fu Yuan also became cautious in his heart, the trick of showing the enemy to be weak is no longer effective.

Fortunately, the ability of the wolf to ride the mountain vertical jump is not very strong, and it didn't take long for Fu Yuan to throw it away.

In a narrow mountain stream, the stream was roaring, and the ferocious-faced leader of the wolf rider was holding a machete and was searching for Fu Yuan's whereabouts, looking rather cautious.

Fu Yuan saw the leader of the wolf riding alone, and was about to rush up for a duel, when a clear female voice resounded in his heart: "The encircling teacher must be queuing, so that the prey can see life, which often means death."

Sister Jin Lian's reminder made Fu Yuan instantly calm down.

Fu Yuan quickly thought about countermeasures in his heart. Since it was a trap, there must be an ambush around him.

He quietly retreated, jumped, reached the top of a towering tree, and observed the situation from a high position. The leader of the wolf rider in the mountain stream was still carefully searching, and his sharp eyes found three wolf rider members lurking in the surrounding grass.

"Learn to be smart." Fu Yuan sighed.

The war of attrition was not good for him, and he fought recklessly with the wolf riders in the formation, but he couldn't beat it.

With a plan in mind, it is a good tactic to put cold arrows in the back.

For the comprehension of the Domineering Sword Sutra, Fu Yuan was far from grasping the essence, but only learned some skins, and one-on-one duels at the same level could have the absolute upper hand.

Right now, Fu Yuan's single strongest ultimate move is the black cloud shooting the sun, condensing his spiritual power, propping up a sword field the size of a grinding disc, and shooting out a domineering sword energy, with an effective range of about fifty feet.

Just this move will consume nearly 30% of Fu Yuan's spiritual power.

The opponent has changed their tactics, and Fu Yuan must adjust their tactics accordingly.

"No way, that's all."

When killing Zhang Heng and Fu Hun, Fu Yuan didn't use this trick.

The black cloud shoots the sun, which can be regarded as Fu Yuan's strongest killing move at the moment, not one of them.

Looking around, carefully listening to the wind, judging the direction of the airflow, and after confirming that there was no change in the surroundings, Fu Yuan held the sword hilt with his right hand, rubbed the sword body with his left hand, and rubbed away along the ridge of the sword, generating dense electric light flint.

The spiritual power was surging, and a black sword field the size of a grinding disc was derived from it. Seeing that it was about to burst out, Fu Yuan decisively used 10% more spiritual power to forcibly suppress the resonance of the sword field. Silently, the sword field formed. , a straight black sword energy condensed out.

Taking the Ten Desolate Sword as the carrier, the sword pointed at the leader of the wolf rider in the mountain stream.

"kill!"

Loudly!

The sturdy black sword energy was like a solid body, and it quickly bombarded the leader of the wolf rider in the mountain stream with lightning speed.

The wolf-riding leader with a ferocious face suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, and Pao Ze, who was lying in ambush in the grass, shouted, "Brother, be careful behind your back."

The leader of the wolf rider suddenly turned his head and saw this black sword qi rushing towards him.

puff!

A sword sealed his throat, blood flowers bloomed, and the wolf rider fell straight to the ground.

The three members of the Wolf Rider who were ambushed in the grass were furious. This is the big brother, so he died like that.

One of the members quickly went up to take care of the eldest brother's body, and the two wolf riders rushed towards Fu Yuan's direction.

Fu Yuan saw that only two members of the Wolf Cavalry were chasing after him. With his current state, he could win the battle, but to be on the safe side, Fu Yuan still stepped back.

Because he wasn't sure if the member of the wolf cavalry who looked after the leader of the wolf cavalry would suddenly join the battlefield.

The three wolf riders can form an array, and once they are caught in a dogfight, it will be endless.

Fu Yuan's escape speed was neither fast nor slow, and the two wolf riders quickly caught up.

At this moment, he was far away from the mountain stream and consumed a lot of spiritual energy. There were also fine beads of sweat oozing out of Fu Yuan's forehead.

But the power of the body is still at its peak, pretending to be breathing heavily.

When the two wolf riders saw this, they rushed up like a vicious dog without saying a word.

"It seems that that move also exhausted your spiritual power too much." The wolf rider said viciously.

Fu Yuan frowned and pressed his eyes tightly, holding the Ten Desolate Sword tightly with one hand, intending to launch a surprise attack when the opponent thought he would win.

The machete came from the top, and the blade was sharp and heavy.

After seeing the opportunity, Fu Yuan suddenly broke out, and a sword traversed, the sword was as heavy as a mountain.

Bang!

The moment the machete in the wolf rider touched the Ten Desolate Sword, it shattered, and a wolf rider could not avoid it and was headed on the spot.

The arm of the remaining wolf rider was injured by the Ten Desolate Sword, and his eyes were full of panic.

Fu Yuan sneered: "I didn't expect it."

One-on-one duel, Fu Yuan is not afraid.

If it weren't for the black cloud shooting up the sun, Fu Yuan consumed a lot of spiritual energy, he would have been able to kill both of them at the same time with one sword.

Seeing that something was wrong, the members of the wolf rider turned around and ran, but Fu Yuan's speed was faster, kicking his legs to exert force, his body shape was like an arrow from the string, a sword stabbed, and a sword penetrated his body.

After killing the two wolf riders again, this time Fu Yuan had to rest.

He tried his best to adjust his breathing rhythm, but suddenly, Fu Yuan noticed that the Ten Desolate Sword had injected a lot of spiritual power into his body, and ripples appeared in the sea of spirits. Fu Yuan was surprised and delighted by this change. Every rain.

"Sister, what's the matter?" Fu Yuan asked in his heart.

"Ten Desolate Swords have drank blood for more than ten people, and the sword spirit has awakened faintly, killing the enemy to absorb spiritual power to feed back to the sword master." A calm female voice came from the bottom of my heart.

After his spiritual power was restored, Fu Yuan was overjoyed.

He kissed the spine of Shihuangjian and said with joy, "I really love you to death."

Then quickly killed into the mountain stream.

The members of the Wolf Rider knelt in front of the leader's body and grieved endlessly. The leader took them through an unknown amount of blood and rain, but now they have been plotted by a sinister and shameless junior, and died in this barren mountain. It's pathetic and hateful!

"After catching Fu Yuan, it is necessary to smash his corpse into ten thousand pieces to comfort the eldest brother's spirit in the sky." The members of the wolf rider said sadly.

The voice fell, and there was a roar.

"I'm here, let's see if you have the ability." Fu Yuan shouted loudly.

Throwing the Ten Desolate Swords with one hand, like a strong bow and a crossbow, it turned into a beautiful straight line in mid-air, and the void exploded.

The wolf rider turned around in an instant, but it was too late. In an instant, he was driven into his throat by a sword and fell into a pool of blood.

Fu Yuan landed lightly, pulled out the Ten Desolate Swords, and rolled up a large amount of blood.

Twenty wolf riders, now ten have died.

With ten remaining, Fu Yuan felt that the burden on his shoulders was much lighter.