Snap! The long bow hit the wasteland wolf's head fiercely. This fierce and ferocious wolf flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. The sound of the skull breaking was clearly audible! It fell heavily more than ten steps away, with most of its head sunken, and a lot of blood flowing out of its mouth, nose, eyes and ears. It was already dead. The next moment, Zhang Yuan swept out again with the iron-framed bow in his hand, knocking away another wasteland wolf that pounced on him. This longbow is made of thousand-forged fine iron, including the bowstring, which is extremely tough, and its grade has reached the peak of ordinary weapons. Although firing arrows is its main function, it can still be used as a melee weapon. Bang! Bang! Bang!
Accompanied by a series of collisions, the wasteland wolves were knocked away one by one. Either dead or seriously injured! At this moment, a cunning wasteland wolf quietly lurked behind Zhang Yuan. It took advantage of the opportunity when Zhang Yuan was dealing with his companions, and suddenly approached quickly, then stood up and put its two front paws on Zhang Yuan's shoulders. This is the usual trick of wild wolves to deal with humans. Once Zhang Yuan felt something strange and turned his head to check, it would bite Zhang Yuan's throat with lightning speed! However, as soon as the paw of the wasteland wolf touched, Zhang Yuan's shoulders suddenly shook, and a strong force suddenly broke out. Crack! The two foot bones of this wild wolf were actually broken by the earthquake! In fact, its sneaky behavior did not hide Zhang Yuan's perception at all. Zhang Yuan deliberately let the opponent's sneak attack, and then tested the "shock" formula of "Iron Shirt". Although "Iron Shirt" is a horizontal training kung fu that focuses on defense, it also includes a small number of close combat skills. They are collapse, shock, shake, and throw. Each has its own magical use. Zhang Yuan has worked hard on "Iron Shirt" and has already cultivated to a level close to perfection. But the four-character formula has never been used in actual combat. When he met this group of wild wolves today, he was completely excited to see the prey and took the opportunity to practice. Zhang Yuan was not afraid of falling over at all. Because the fighting power of these wild wolves is not as good as his first-level Ming Jin strength!
Awoo! One after another, the wasteland wolves pounced on him, and then were knocked away, hit, kicked, and thrown away... They all had broken bones and tendons, blood spurting, either seriously injured and convulsed, or died on the spot. None of them could withstand Zhang Yuan's seemingly casual action! In just half a cup of tea, most of the dozen wasteland wolves that participated in the siege of Zhang Yuan were killed. The remaining few were completely scared. There was extreme fear in their eyes, and they retreated repeatedly with their tails between their legs, and then scattered. Even the howling of the wolf king was ignored! Zhang Yuan did not chase after the wolf. He pursed his lips and whistled, calling his mount over. Then he took out the arrows and drew the bowstring again. This time, Zhang Yuan aimed at the most eye-catching existence in the wolf pack. Wolf King! The wolf king is easy to identify. It stands out among the wolves. Whether it is the size or the color of the fur, it is obviously different from ordinary wild wolves. Most importantly, this guy has been giving orders and commanding, and has long been in Zhang Yuan's sight. As the saying goes, shoot the king first before shooting the wolf. In order to end the battle as soon as possible, he changed to a fine iron arrow. There are only thirty fine iron arrows that match the iron frame bow. After Zhang Yuan got it, he lost some during several uses, and finally brought out only twenty-one. Therefore, he bought fifty feather arrows on the road. But ordinary feather arrows can't fully exert the power of the iron frame bow. Out of respect for the wolf king, he used the precious fine iron arrows! At the moment when Zhang Yuan aimed at the wolf king, the wolf king, who was hundreds of steps away, suddenly felt terrified, his pupils suddenly shrank violently, and the hard bristles on the back of his neck stood up. Only when it encounters a fatal threat will it have such an instinctive reaction. The powerful wolf king growled and suddenly leaned over to get between the two wasteland wolves next to him. There were always dozens of adult wasteland wolves around the wolf king. These were all his close guards. Puff! A black light suddenly broke through the air and shot into the ground after brushing the wolf king's tail.
It went deep into the soil and disappeared. Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that his arrow would miss. The wolf king's alertness was unexpected! Awooo~ Just as Zhang Yuan was about to put the second fine iron arrow on, the wolf king hiding in the wolf pack let out a long and shrill howl. The next moment, the wasteland wolves that were besieging the caravan turned around and returned to their original places like a receding tide, reuniting with the wolf king and his gang. Accompanied by howling one after another, the wasteland wolves fled to the north. The dust they rolled up also completely covered the trace of the wolf king! Zhang Yuan put down the iron frame bow with regret. He really wanted to keep this wolf king and pull out a wolf tooth as a trophy. Unfortunately, he still underestimated the cunning of the opponent. Putting away the iron frame bow, Zhang Yuan led his mount and walked towards the caravan in front. He first came to the place where the wolf king was originally, dug up the soil and dug out the fine iron arrow that had just been shot empty. This kind of arrow can only be made by the most outstanding craftsmen in the craftsman's hall, and each one is worth a lot of money. It would be a pity to throw it away. Fortunately, the soil here is relatively soft, and the fine iron arrows are still intact. "Thank you for your help, young man!" At this moment, a middle-aged man with a resolute face came over from the caravan, clasped his fists and saluted to Zhang Yuan, saying: "My name is Mu Guangcheng, may I ask your name?" "Zhao Yun." Zhang Yuan calmly made up a name and replied: "It's just a little help, you're welcome." "It turned out to be Young Man Zhao!" Mu Guangcheng said seriously: "Young man, you are too modest. Without your help, our caravan would have suffered heavy losses this time. Now we can escape from danger, all thanks to your righteousness!" As he said, he bowed to Zhang Yuan again! If nothing else, this etiquette is still very thoughtful, and he doesn't look ungrateful. Zhang Yuan reached out his hand to help him up and asked, "Brother Mu, are you going to Xiaxu?" "Yes." Mu Guangcheng said without hesitation, "Young Master Zhao, I think you are also going to Xiaxu. If you don't mind, how about we go together?"
This is exactly what Zhang Yuan wanted! It was obviously not the first time for the other party to go to Xiaxu. He probably often traveled to this wasteland. With the caravan leading the way, Zhang Yuan didn't have to worry about going in the wrong direction or not finding the destination. The most important thing is that he can ask Mu Guangcheng about the situation of Xiaxu. So as not to find the place but still be in the dark. The caravan led by Mu Guangcheng also welcomed Zhang Yuan's joining. The wasteland is vast and boundless, and the road is dangerous and unpredictable. With such a master accompanying, it is undoubtedly much safer!