At midnight, Qin Ming was awakened by laughter.

    A group of men and women talked and laughed from the foot of the mountain, without worrying about the danger of the forest late at night, talking and laughing recklessly.

    "It''s them?" Qin ordered to hide at the top of the mountain and watch. When men and women walked through the open area, he recognized the identity of the group by the faint moonlight.

    It was the gang who provoked him in the fifth martial arts arena that day.

    Their team has 15 people and is generally strong. No wonder they have no fear.

    Qin Ming hides quietly and tries not to be found. He doesn''t have the strength to fight so many people now.

    "Wait!" a male disciple in the team suddenly raised his hand.

    "What''s the matter?" the others were vigilant and tacit understanding. They stood in a square array with a smile on the surface and sharp eyes.

    "Qin''s life is near here." the male disciple looked around with a smile. He was the male disciple who took the initiative to provoke Qin Ming in the fifth martial arts field that day, and arrogantly touched the burden of Qin Ming. But he didn''t touch it at will, but took the opportunity to put special spices under Qin Ming''s burden.

    This perfume is colorless and tasteless. Ordinary people can''t smell anything, but he can catch it miles away.

    It was under his leadership that the 15 member team followed the smell all the way here. It''s only three or four days since the spice was applied, and the smell is much lighter. He can only determine the approximate range.

    "I found him!" the disciples all smiled ferociously and looked at the surrounding dense forest. Some people also looked at the nearby mountains.

    "Are you sure?" a female disciple came to the front with an iron whip.

    "OK!!" male disciple surnamed Chen Mingjian, Lingwu qichongtian realm, first-class disciple.

    "In a group of three, spread out and look for it. Qin Ming is nearby. He may have fallen asleep."

    "Don''t kill anyone who finds him first. Of course, we should enjoy such interesting things together."

    "We''ll find this way. You can do whatever you want."

    "Qin Ming boy, my sister is coming."

    Fifteen people were divided into five groups, clutching their weapons and laughing, two of them went directly to the high mountain where Qin Ming lurked.

    On the top of the mountain, Qin Ming slightly frowned and put three throwing knives around his waist to kill him. He wondered how he could be found, but now he can''t think so much. It''s important to rush out first, or they will really kill him when they fall into the hands of these people.

    But at this time

    "Ah!!" the group heading west suddenly heard a scream.

    "Ha ha, I found it so soon?" the other four groups quickly turned around and rushed over.

    But when the fifteen people gathered together again, all their faces turned white.

    In the dark forest in front of them, green eyes were shining, and groups of dark shadows stood looking at them coldly.

    There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

    The atmosphere is depressing.

    Spirit demon? They retreated slowly with vigilance. Instead of walking away in the dark, their "eyes" followed.

    Through the faint and sporadic moonlight, they finally saw what the group was.

    Wolves!

    Spirit demon, wind wolf! Hundreds of giant wolves with strong body, sharp claws shining with cold light and covered with thick and hard black hair approached step by step with ferocious fangs and saliva, forming a fan-shaped circle.

    The team of 15 people was struggling to swallow saliva and breathed involuntarily. Hundreds of spirit demons hit "great luck"!

    "Stir up martial arts! Deter them!"

    The first male disciple shouted softly and was the first to show his martial arts. The cold white fog diffused silently from all over his body. The leaves and branches under his feet were covered with frost. His hands were across in front of him, and his palms condensed into fine ice crystals.

    Others suppressed their fear and showed their martial arts one after another. They are more than six heavy days of Lingwu, and their strength is much stronger than that of the strong wind giant wolf.

    The strong wind giant wolves did not attack immediately, and they seemed to have some concerns.

    The atmosphere was frozen and very depressed.

    "Don''t panic! Don''t panic!"

    "Stand together and look them in the eyes."

    The first disciple kept reminding that although they were better than the wolves, the wolves had hundreds of heads and were all ferocious spirit demons. If they really wanted to fight, they might lose both sides or even lose all their troops.

    The wolf slowly came out of the pack. It was bigger than the bison, and its whole body was full of strong muscles, giving the race a strong sense of oppression. It was majestic, murderous, full of fangs and strong claws, as big as a PU fan. It crushed the branches and walked towards them.

    "Listen to my orders, everyone moves first." the first male disciple is Lingwu jiuchongtian, standing in front of him and facing the wolf coldly.

    The first wolf made a deep roar, as if to convey a certain order. The surrounding wolves roared one after another, lowered their heads and grimaced their faces, and stared at them fiercely.

    "What does that mean? What are they doing?"

    A female disciple was surprised and tightened the long bow. The bow and arrow was a rocket condensed by spiritual power and burning.

    The nearby disciple clenched his teeth and said, "how do I know? If I can''t do it, I''m afraid of these animals?"

    "Wolf teeth and claws are good things. If you really want to fight, who is afraid..." before Chen Jian''s voice fell, the first wolf howled loudly and loudly. Hundreds of wolves seemed to take off their bows and arrows and rushed at them.

    "Fight!" Qi Qi, the fifteen disciples, turned pale and screamed and jumped at the wolves.

    A fierce battle was staged in the forest. The fifteen disciples were elites with strong strength and tacit understanding. They didn''t shrink back and jumped directly into the depths of the wolves.

    The individual strength of the wolves is a little weak, which can be won by the large number, ferocity and successive culling.

    The spirit power surged and the martial arts showed their power. The scene soon became chaotic. Blood splashed and roared. The smell of blood stimulated the big wolves in the high wind, and the attack became more and more fierce.

    Their team has participated in three hunting conferences before and after. They are very experienced and fight hard. They are confident that they can beat back the wolves. However, the fighting soon reversed.

    "Ah! Help me!" a disciple was suddenly knocked down by a giant wolf, and three or five giant wolves next to him rushed up. The scream turned into a scream, and then there was no sound.

    "Animals, get out of here!" a disciple was in a hurry to put out the fire, stirring up a magnificent tide and pushing forward, but he was only looking ahead. Some giant wolves were thrown out on both sides one after another. The wind roared, and the strong claws were patted on his head.

    The wolves were huge in number, ferocious and savage. The scene was getting more and more chaotic. They couldn''t carry it, and five people died in the blink of an eye.

    Qin Ming stood on the top of the mountain and looked at all this coldly.

    "Withdraw!"

    "Get together and withdraw!"

    "Assemble to me and kill out."

    The leading disciple shouted anxiously and asked other disciples to gather.

    Wolves don''t want to let them go. They kill them madly. The wild scene is shocking.

    A chase and fight lasted for an hour. They rushed out to more than ten miles of mountain road and attracted several nearby teams. But when they saw this scene, they immediately left far away. No one wanted to get into trouble.

    Finally, five of the ten disciples survived and struggled to escape the chase of the wolves.

    They were injured all over and were still in shock for the rest of their lives. They gasped violently one by one, and their hearts almost jumped out of their chest.

    "How many of us are left?"

    A male disciple''s face was covered with blood and his voice was trembling.

    "Five people, there are only five left." the disciples sitting next to him slumped under the old tree, looked up at the dense canopy, and scattered moonlight sprinkled on his frightened face through the gap.

    "Ten dead?" a female disciple couldn''t accept it. She was happy to track ''prey''. In the twinkling of an eye, they became prey and ten martial brothers died. How can I explain when I go back? How to attend the next hunting event?

    "Let''s find a safe place to hide first." Chen Jian held the old tree weak and gasped. It''s important to heal first.

    "Where''s Qin''s life?" the female disciple raised her head.

    "No matter what, let other teams clean up..." Chen Jian was about to get up, and his face suddenly changed.

    "What''s the matter?" the other four were alert immediately. Did the wolves catch up?

    Chen Jian shrugged his nose, his expression changing. He smelled a special smell, a very familiar smell.

    "What''s the matter?"

    "Qin life."

    "What?"

    "Qin Ming seems to be nearby."

    "He''s not..." the female disciple opened her mouth and couldn''t make a sound.

    In the dark woodland in front of him, a tall and thin boy came out slowly with a bright long sword in his hand.

    "Qin Ming?!" the five disciples looked ugly. Why was he here? Followed all the way? Qin Ming stopped not far away. There was no expression on his face, but his breath was getting colder and colder.

    "We didn''t find you, but you sent it to the door yourself." the female disciple clenched the iron whip, but her voice was very weak.

    Qin Ming stood for a moment and walked slowly towards them with cold eyes.

    "What do you want? I warn you not to fool around."

    "Qin Ming, please leave. There is no hatred between us. You''d better not take advantage of the fire."

    "Everyone is the same door. There is no need to make the relationship stiff."

    "Please leave. I don''t want to say it again."

    "What are you doing! Stop, stop!"

    The five people exclaimed and queen Cang withdrew.

    The pace of Qin''s life is faster and faster, and the sword in his hand rises the cold sword and makes merciless chop to Chen Jian.

    "Ah..."

    The scream echoed in the old forest, waking up the birds before dawn and breaking the silence of the forest.