With this wolf howl, the sound echoed in the canyon on the rainy night.
The next moment, in the dark canyon.
Pairs of blue eyes appeared one after another, like will-o'-the-wisps rising in the dark night, and nearly a hundred pairs appeared in an instant.
"Ouch...!"
The howls of wolves poured out one after another, like a tidal wave, overflowing the canyon with a frightening smell of blood.
This scene made Han Feng feel horrified.
Chen Yang, who was chasing after him, also felt chills running down his spine, and even his pursuit movements were slightly stagnant.
Seeing that Han Feng still had no hesitation and rushed towards the canyon.
Then he suddenly remembered the strange situation that none of the monsters had attacked Han Feng and the two before, and Chen Yang suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"Don't leave!"
Although Chen Yang also felt the crisis in the canyon, he still bit the bullet and chased Han Feng.
The distance between the two sides was less than twenty feet, but Han Feng was still forty feet away from the canyon.
At this moment, Han Feng's speed has dropped to the extreme, even slower than ordinary people running. The distance between the two sides is quickly closing.
At this time, Zhou Yunmei had already guessed Han Feng's plan to enter the valley.
At a critical moment, she once again showed her extraordinary adaptability.
Taking the initiative to break away, Han Feng's arm almost lost its strength.
Zhou Yunmei suppressed her fear of those people in the canyon.
He actually grabbed Han Feng's arm, ran with all his strength, helped Han Feng, and the two rushed towards the canyon together.
Even so, the speed of the two of them was obviously not fast enough. If they couldn't rush into the canyon, they would be overtaken by Chen Yang.
However, before the two of them rushed into the canyon.
In the valley, those hungry and fierce "eyes" finally couldn't wait any longer.
"Ouch...!"
A sharp wolf howl pierced the night sky.
"Ho ho ho...!"
Accompanied by a blood-curdling roar!
The next moment, a group of sturdy silver figures rushed out of the canyon quickly.
These were actually wild wolves with strong bodies and silver hairs all over their bodies.
"Hiss...Silver Moon Demon Wolf!"
Upon seeing these silver wolves, Chen Yang couldn't help but exclaimed.
He is not afraid of low-level monsters, but "monsters" and "beasts" are two different things.
The Silver Moon Demon Wolf is a gregarious monster beast, and its ability to cooperate with each other in fighting is extremely high, making it an extremely troublesome existence.
More importantly, once there is a pack of wolves, there must be a wolf king, and his strength is naturally extraordinary.
Originally, Chen Yang was already only a few feet away from Han Feng and the two of them, and he could arrive in an instant.
However, the wolves emerging from the canyon disrupted everything in an instant.
As Chen Yang expected, these wolves rushed out of the canyon.
Not one of the demon wolves took the initiative to attack Han Feng and the two of them, but directly bypassed them and rushed towards him!
Chen Yang was shocked and angry. Seeing that the two of them were about to enter the canyon, he also felt fierce in his heart.
"Damn beasts, get out of here!"
Facing the Silver Moon Demonic Wolf that was flying toward him, Chen Yang moved his body skills, his palms flashed with light, and he blasted towards him.
"Puff Puff Peng...!"
A series of dull sounds were heard, accompanied by wails.
More than a dozen demonic wolves that rushed toward him were blasted away by Chen Yang with his strong palm power.
He actually opened a path forcefully and chased Xiang Hanfeng and the others.
However, before Chen Yang could approach again, a fishy wind suddenly hit his face at the entrance of the canyon.
Immediately, a huge figure, like a ghost in the dark night, suddenly cut through the night sky and rushed towards him.
The speed of this figure was several times faster than other demon wolves.
Chen Yang was shocked when he felt a strong pressure coming from him.
Before he could catch up with Han Feng, he used all his spiritual power and blasted the six-layer Vajra Seal towards the approaching figure.
In the night sky, the palm prints and a huge wolf claw with silver light clashed together.
"boom……!"
With an explosion, Chen Yang and the huge figure retreated at the same time.
Chen Yang took a closer look and saw that he was seven or eight feet away in front of him.
A giant wolf that was nearly twice as big as an ordinary Silver Moon Demon Wolf, with shiny silver hair all over its body and a tuft of golden hair on its head.
He was staring at himself with a pair of fierce and greedy eyes.
"Wolf King!"
Chen Yang's expression finally changed. The silver-moon demon wolf in front of him could already leave his body with spiritual power. It was obviously a brilliance-level demonic beast.
He had just struck a blow against him, and he had already estimated the opponent's strength.
The strength of this wolf king should be equivalent to that of a human warrior with a cultivation level of five or six stars at the Hui level.
However, even though the spiritual strength of this wolf king is weaker than his own, the monster is naturally physically powerful.
If he really wanted to fight, it would be difficult for Chen Yang to kill him.
What's more, there are still demon wolves rushing out of the canyon at this moment. Once you are surrounded, it will be really dangerous.
In an instant, the situation was clearly seen, and Chen Yang glanced not far away from the corner of his eye.
Han Feng and Zhou Yunmei were seen entering the canyon.
There was a burst of resentment and unwillingness in his heart.
Seeing that the Wolf King and the pack of wolves were attacking him again, Chen Yang did not dare to stay for long, so he turned around and ran away.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, he reached into his arms, pulled out two short arrows as thick as his index fingers, and threw them with all his strength!
The two short arrows turned into cold light, passed over the heads of the wolves, and shot straight towards the backs of Han Feng and the two men.
"Whizzing……!"
I could hear the strong wind behind me.
Han Feng's heart tightened and he suddenly felt something was not good.
If it were normal times, or on the way to escape just now.
With his spiritual sense and Xian'er's mental induction, it is not difficult to avoid the attack.
But at this moment, he was almost out of strength, and he was at the entrance of the canyon. There was no way to avoid the narrow place.
With thoughts flying in his mind, Han Feng simply used up the last bit of strength in his body.
He turned around and jumped up, blocking directly behind Zhou Yunmei.
Since there was no way to avoid it, Han Feng simply took the two broken arrows and took them all.
"Puff...!"
There were two "pop" sounds, and Han Feng was hit by an arrow each in the chest and thigh.
With a groan of pain, Han Feng's body flew backwards, rolling to the ground together with Zhou Yunmei.
Zhou Yunmei exclaimed, then quickly got up from the ground and came to Han Feng's side.
"Han Feng, Han Feng, how are you...?"
However, the moment Han Feng fell, his consciousness was completely blurred and he fell into a coma, naturally without any response.
The heavy rain poured down, getting heavier and heavier, soaking both of them.
There were still packs of wolves on the left and right, roaring and howling past.
When passing by the two of them, he looked at them with those green and terrifying eyes.
Seeing Han Feng, who was covered in blood and unconscious, Zhou Yunmei, who was already frightened, became even more panicked.
Tears were mixed with the rain on her face, and her delicate body was trembling in the rain.
She cried and called Han Feng for a while, but he never woke up.
Seeing Han Feng's wound oozing blood and fearing that he would lose too much blood, Zhou Yunmei did not dare to stay any longer.
She knew that she had to find a safe place and bandage Han Feng to stop the bleeding.
Suppressing the panic in her heart, Zhou Yunmei used all her strength to drag Han Feng's body up and lean on her thin back.
He staggered again and tried several times before finally carrying Han Feng on his back with difficulty.
Braving the violent storm in the valley, stepping on the slippery mud underfoot, we shuttled among the passing wolves.
Zhou Yunmei didn't know what was going on outside the canyon, so she didn't dare to go back.
I can only carry Han Feng on my back and move forward step by step towards the depths of the dark canyon...
