Shape of the Wind – Volume Meteorite Chapter 8: Wolf Howling Knight

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While everyone was frolicking, two voices sounded one after another, coming from the entrance of the village.

"Ha! Jia Liu, I thought it was a powerful character. It turned out to be just a living treasure. Those red-eyed magic apes are really useless. Even this kind of character can't be dealt with."

"Isn't it! I said Brother Qi, the boss is too worried!"

Surprised that someone came, Ai Ling hurriedly took the children and hid behind Mo Wen.

Mo Wenyi put aside his joking expression, frowned, and logically speaking, his enemy should not be able to spit words!

At least the Scarlet-Eyed Demon Ape won't, so to speak, these two people who are speaking are...

It doesn't take too much time. Don't ask me instinctively to feel that my upper body is in trouble. While thinking about it, he glared at Ai Ling. This guy has clearly promised that there will be no other enemies.

The latter seems to have noticed the sharp gaze, shrinks slightly, and sticks out his tongue.

"From this point of view, you don't have to wait until tomorrow. Our brothers will directly grab the head and catch this little girl back. The head will definitely appreciate us."

"Yes, it's cheap, so you might as well take up more."

Two gray figures walked out of the woods on both sides of the front. When they saw their waistbands, they recognized that they were all high-brand lightsabers and could hold such high-priced lightsabers. In theory, people are by no means mediocre.

Of course these are only theoretical, because Mo Wen who saw the same thing just showed a faintly disdainful expression, followed with a cold snort, and directly recognized the identity of the other from the wolf-shaped badge on the shoulders of the two.

Wolf Howling Knights, in the Knights Guild's evaluation a year ago, was rated as the upper-middle strength. It is famous for its strong strength and unreserved style. Its scope of activity belongs to the middle and western sections of the Silver Sea Highway.

Professing to be a knight order, but watching its deeds, it is nothing more than a mercenary group, and there is not much chivalry. The name of the knight order is only used to exaggerate one's worth. They accept heavy hiring from the princes from all over the world, wander around, and occasionally raid past business travelers. Because of their erratic movements and their strong strength, local governments often ignore them.

Nevertheless, this mercenary group is not a rabble. They call for "two hundred knights". It is a group composed of knights. The members have considerable martial arts skills. It is not a random rabble, "Knights."

The name of is not a false statement.

Wolf Howl’s record shines through, and even a few small cities have been wiped out by it. The destruction of the guard team is also heard from time to time. In fact, if it were not for its poor performance, the regiment’s evaluation is It can be higher.

(Damn it, I knew that the smelly girl is like a ghost, and there are no other enemies except monkeys, what is the fire-breathing guy last night? Are these two guys now mutant apes again?)

Rolling his eyes at the sudden situation, Mo Wen's expression is not good. Unexpected enemies appeared one after another, and things gradually became complicated, which was quite detrimental to him.

The two enemies are tall, one with red hair on his forehead, and the other with purple hair in a cape.

Obviously, they didn't pay attention to Mo Wen.

Across the silver hair, Mo Wen evaluated the two enemies and judged the opponent's rank. Although he is a knight, he is probably a third- or fourth-rate little person, and should be a role as a scout. However, it is enough to prove that the title of Wolf Howl is "all made up of knights" is by no means empty words.

(Big trouble, how can I get into this kind of person...)

According to the patience, Mo Wen motioned to Airing to take the children away, and beware of the enemy's surprise attack. The reputation of the Wolf Howling Knights is not good, and Mo Wen dare not expect the other party to do good deeds that will not hurt women and children. When these people start their hands, they have no knighthood at all.

The reason why these two people didn't use sneak attacks was not because they kept the knight's morals, but simply didn't keep their prey in front of them.

After the two sides confronted for a while, the tall man with red hair spoke.

"San Ge, wait a minute, you and I will attack from side to side, take care of this kid first, and then capture this little girl to perform meritorious service."

The purple-haired man named Qi San Ge nodded and said: "Okay, just take it as a move. I've been bored in the mountains these days, and my body is about to rust away."

The two sang together and didn't take Mo Wen seriously.

Being so contemptuous, don’t feel angry. If you change to the past, the two thieves must immediately drink the sword of hatred. Finally, in recent years, the mood is very different. No matter how unwilling to fight with others, it is now. No action, just a few gestures nonchalantly, and then dig his ears.

"What the hell?"

"What is this joke playing?"

Even though the two knights didn't understand, they knew that the other was not complimenting them, and they kept asking.

Seeing the children have gone far, Mo Wen sneered: "You two stupid orangutans with red heads and purple buttocks, talk about sounds from nature... Oh! No, it's noise, really Is it detrimental to human hearing, or hurry up and shut up and slay yourself so as not to cause harm to the world..."

Every time he said a sentence, the silver-haired man shook his head, and when he came to the last sentence, he deliberately pointed at the lightsaber on the opponent's waist, shook his head vigorously, and laughed at his shallowness.

"Smelly boy, I'm still talking nonsense when I die."

"Luo instigate what, a sword killed him."

As originally expected, given this excitement, the two faceless orangutans, who apparently had no brains, let out an angry roar, drew out the swords from their waists, and strode to grab them.

Mo Wen turned away the lightsaber and grabbed it with a stride, blocking the enemy, lest they rush to the back and hurt the innocent.

"Keng!"

The three lightsabers collided with each other, and Mo Wen unfolded the sword force and used a "wrapped" character formula. With a close-fitting, small pace, light and fast, the lightsabers of the two enemies were blocked and the battle started.

"Hey! This kid is pretty good!"

The two enemies have the same feelings. When they saw the gimmicky scene just now, they didn't take this scruffy boy seriously. Unexpectedly, when they handed them together, the opponent's swords were quite well-formed, with a degree of offense and defense. Show the strength that a knight should have.

However, they are not worried. They judge from the power of their opponent's lightsaber. They are no ordinary knights. They can't be called masters. They can flick each other, but they can take care of them. It just happens to be a sport. Instead, be careful, don't let the girl and the sacrifice take advantage of the opportunity to slip away, that would be a failure.

Generally speaking, military knights who have been on the battlefield have a tendency to despise ordinary knights who only fight in the martial arts dojo. "Those who have not gone through **** combat are just those who can't become a weather guy." This is common among them. Psychology, even the knight’s trainee journey, there are often people showing off, how many battles he participated in, how many people he killed, which monsters he eliminated... as a record.

Members of mercenary groups like the wolf howling are often bloodthirsty, boasting that they are "braves after countless wars." With their rich experience, they simply don't put knights of the same level in their eyes.

"San Ge, please pay attention, but don't let the little girl slip away. The boss means, you have to catch alive." The red-haired man danced his sword and stabbed Mo Wen, and said by the way.

The man with purple hair cooperated with the attack and said with a smile: "Don't worry, with your brother, I am not afraid that this little girl will fly to the sky."

(Catch live!)

Mo Wenwei raised his eyebrows. This means that Airing has a certain usefulness to them. Damn it, that stupid woman must have hidden something and said nothing.

Dancing the lightsaber hard, Mo Wen was forced to fight back. This is Ai Ling’s view, but if you are more careful, you can find that Mo Wen is just casually blocking the slash that is going to the key. For the rest of the false moves, he didn't even have the interest to glance at it. He was helpless to fight back, just because he didn't have the idea of ​​counterattack.

Failing to detect this is not Airing’s fault, she is a future creator, not a good knight.

In the heart of the silver-haired man, he was thinking about important things. He examined the nearby mountains and forests and made sure that there was no breath of other strangers, so as not to make the battle clear. After that, he started thinking about it.

To deal with the battle in front of you, it’s just a matter of effort. However, if things go on like this, there will be more and more enemies outside of estimates. This is different from the enemy of the Scarlet Ape. The mission is too large. Greatly disrupted my plan.

The most ideal way is to throw the sword and run away. Then this matter has nothing to do with you anymore, but...

Same as the battle on the outside, in Mo Wen's heart, there was a fiercer battle between heaven and man. He hesitated about whether to continue the battle. The result was that the sword moves became weaker, and the sword was handed out. , Before hitting, he stopped midway, seeing Ai Ling very anxious.

"Mr. Don't ask, come on, Mr. Don't ask, come on." Feeling her weakness, the girl put all her energy into it and shouted desperately.

"This kid is really good! There are cheerleaders cheering."

"Luo instigate what, kill him immediately."

The man with purple hair feels impatient. Since the fight, the two sides have fought for more than a hundred moves. It feels that they have an overwhelming advantage, and the opponent's sword power is getting weaker and weaker, but I don’t know why, the enemy’s body , Not even the slightest scratches, which is really weird.

This is the common problem of knights now. They only know how much power the lightsaber can exert, simplification of swordsmanship into a competition of strength, but they don’t realize that the silver-haired man in front of them is showing his The superb sword skills that were inconsistent with the sword's might, and he concealed it at will, then all attacks were shut out.

Jianguang cut down, don't ask a question inadvertently, dodge a little later, the silver hair on the front of the forehead was cut off, almost hit.

The two knights were overjoyed, and one after another they resorted to their master tricks, taking advantage of the victory to chase, the swords were prosperous, and they vowed to kill the troublesome prey immediately.

"Be careful, Mr. Don't ask!"

When Mo Wen was in danger, Ai Ling screamed, no matter how weak he was, he grabbed the stone on the ground and threw it forward desperately.

"Damn girl, what are you playing."

The two knights were embarrassed. Of course, these fine sands could not hurt people, but if they were thrown, they would have the dignity of being a knight. They were quite embarrassed when they dodge.

"Ugh!"

Mo Wen screamed in pain. The stones thrown by Ai Ling greeted him on his stupid head, but Mo Wen woke up immediately.

(No matter how much, the little girl treats me with sincerity, how can I just abandon her.)

Thinking of this, my heart was determined, Mo Wen continued to retreat, slowly retreated to the edge of the woods, took advantage of the situation to sell a flaw, and attracted the enemy to attack.

"Boy! Let go."

The red-haired man saw Mo Wen's right wrist suddenly revealing his boss's flaws, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly swung his sword upwards, intending to cut off the enemy's wrist in one fell swoop and win the trophy.

"Huh!"

Being forced by the enemy's swordsmanship, Mo Wen didn't hesitate to throw his sword away, and at the same time he got up, leaped into the air like a swallow.

"Ok...Oh! It's hot."

I don’t know the inferiority of this lightsaber. The red-haired man reached out to take it. His diligent expression was instantly distorted. Amid the screams, he threw the red-hot soldering iron into the air and held it. The red and swollen palm called pain.

"Oh! I'm burning to death, what's wrong..."

The cry stopped, Mo Wen, who flew down from mid-air, took the lightsaber, and with a handy sword, he easily cut off the enemy's arm, and then cut it down into the woods. Obviously, the heat resistance of someone's palm has improved after many days of training.

All the actions took place in no more than a moment, the host and the guest were victorious, and they were completely out of place.

"It's so miserable! I actually fell into a fight with this kind of enemy." Mo Wen showed a bitter smile and laughed at himself softly, "However, as a knight, fighting with apes and monkeys all day is really an insult to the ancestors. Zong!"

"Damn boy!"

There is a roar from behind, someone is going to avenge their companions!

Mo Wen didn't even bother to watch, speeding up under his feet, rushing into the woods, chasing the front and luring the back, the three of them rushed into the woods one after another. This is his calculation. Basically, he doesn't want to let those outside children who are not mature enough to watch too much **** scenes.

However, this decision has become a rare miscalculation in Mo Wen's combat career. As soon as he rushed into the woods, before Mo Wen launched an attack, the two enemies almost disappeared at the same time. This is completely unreasonable. The two people are no more than a few feet away from him. There is no reason why they suddenly disappeared like this.

Are they actually hidden masters, hiding their strengths, launching high-speed postures after entering the forest, disappearing, and attacking themselves again?

But looking at the appearance of those two stupid birds, they don’t look like masters...

Fang Zi was astonished, the answer had already appeared, and two **** heads flew out quickly, raising a rain of blood, and passing by Mo Wen.

The murderer’s methods were extremely brutal. The two heads were not cut off by the sword, but were torn off abruptly, but they were not ordinary torn; both heads were incomplete, one was missing the upper half, and the other Missing the left half, judging from the scars, it should be the murderer's blow that was powerful, blasting their heads off half, and pulling their heads away from the body.

Being stunned by such cruel methods, Mo Wen was even more surprised by the opponent's martial arts. Look at this scar, it should be a claw; without any sword, it is impossible to kill with such a killing method, even when he was in his prime. Furthermore, the two men were not far away from him before they disappeared, and someone killed them in a flash, but he still can't detect his position. The martial arts is so high that he is really a formidable and powerful enemy.

(Is that the guy from last night?)

A master will not appear for no reason, let alone such a powerful character. Mo Wen cautiously turned the lightsaber to its maximum intensity, and said loudly: "Are you the stupid girl's family? I tell you, I ..."

The other party obviously lacks patience, and before he finishes speaking, he moves. In an instant, Mo Wen only felt an almost trembling chill. It was the feeling of a warrior of his level when facing a strong enemy. In the past, except for the master himself, he had never felt this way to anyone, but at this moment, A strong sense of trembling, almost like a whip, glared all over his body.

(Not good!)

The warning sign suddenly appeared, and I was about to dance the lightsaber to protect my body, but my arm hurt as soon as I moved my wrist. If the sword light hadn't passed in time, the whole arm would have been torn off.

(So amazing? What master?)

I never felt that death was approaching so closely. Mo Wen concentrated on the lightsaber dancing into a star rain. Every move was a desperate trick in Bailudong swordsmanship, densely covering his whole body.

This is the case. The situation has not improved. Every time the sword is pierced, the enemy dodges with lightning. Finally, the opponent has scruples about his sword skills, but every time he makes a shot, he can always break into the gap of the sword net. Mo Wen badly hurt.

It feels like being hostile to the wind. Every time you pierce the sword, you can only pierce the air, but when the wind blows around you.

(Too...too strong, what kind of school is it? How can there be such a master?)

So far, Mo Wen still can't see the opponent's appearance clearly. In my memory, even the huazi family who is known for speed can't react as quickly as this person is like a ghost.

Thinking about the master he knows, the Dean of Daxueshan Yan Zheng can beat this person in internal strength, but if he has to fight hard, he will definitely not be able to pass a hundred tricks in his hands.

Except for the master and the old man in the mountains, there is really no one on the Continent of Wind that can compete with the people who come. With the regained skill and magic weapon in hand, he may not be able to match it, let alone at this moment.

It was just a blink of an eye. Don’t ask about the severe pain in the ventral side, but it broke the sword and net for the enemy, and scored a score. If the counterattack is a bit late, the enemy will definitely be smashed in and everything will be pulled out.

During his busy schedule, Mo Wen has a ridiculous feeling that the guy who is hostile to him is not like a human being, but like a martial arts scarlet-eyed demon ape, extremely cruel...

The smell of blood is strong, and the enemy is obviously very excited, making a sharp roar, very stern, Mo Wen might shiver again.

(Damn! There is no other way. I want to unblock Dantian. Do you want to do the last fight? But if the one-year period is not over, I will die if I unblock it...)

At the time of life and death, many thoughts flashed in my mind, and suddenly, a shout came into my ears.

"Get down!"

It seemed to be Ai Ling's call. Before he could think about it, Mo Wen immediately fell to the ground, followed by a sudden pain in his back. One of his paws pressed the vest, and it seemed that he was about to break his back and dig his heart.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the back fluctuated strangely, with a strong blue and white light, entraining shock waves, and passing over Mo Wen's back.

"Jie Jie"

Mo Wen heard a howl like a roar of a wild beast. The other party failed to dodge this one. He has suffered a lot from Xiao Ailing’s Primordial Magic Way weapon. His arm was shot by a high-energy positron cannon. Vaporized without a trace within one thousandth of a second.

"Beep, beep!"

The sounds of falling trees sounded one after another. Where the beam of light passed, the woods were cut out into a neat circle, straight through, without knowing the place.

The pain was almost fainting, Mo Wen heard the strong wind sound, but the enemy was frightened and angry, abandoning himself, and went straight to the forest.

This is another shocking thing. The power of Ai Ling's Primordial Demon Path weapon has been witnessed many times. It is estimated that if it is hit head-on, no master below the boundary can survive. This person just didn't know how many parts were hit, but half of his body shouldn't be able to run away. Not only was he still alive, he could still attack, which was simply appalling.

(Oh! That stupid girl and other little ghosts...can’t do this!)

Taking a sigh of relief, regardless of the serious injury, Mo Wen gritted his teeth and turned over. From the big hollow that was blasted away, the first thing he saw was a dark shadow rushing towards Airing.

(Not good!)

It was too late to rush away, Mo Wen poured his strength into his arm, and the lightsaber threw out like thunder and lightning, and shot directly at the enemy attacking Ailing.

According to the opponent’s speed, this sword could never hit him, but it was dragged down by the injuries suffered by the shelling, and the speed slowed down; and Airing seemed to shout another word to give him a stature. Therefore, Mo Wen's lightsaber passed by.

"Jie"

After repeated severe injuries, the opponent finally gave up the idea of ​​fighting again, his figure flashed, and went away. Also at this moment, Mo Wen saw "it" from the back.

It was a small, dark, skinny man with a pair of jet black bat wings behind him!

(Magic...Mazu!)

This thought flashed through Mo Wen's mind, his feet were soft, and he almost fell on the spot, but he was held back by Ai Ling who rushed over, without being embarrassed.

Although she couldn't confirm her expression, from the tight corners of her mouth, the girl knew that Mr. Mo Wen was very unhappy now.

Really.