The next moment, it appeared in the back of the glass, a little finger gently out.

"Shanyang finger!"

A red sword burst out, and lightning and flint penetrated the werewolf's chest.

The werewolf's eyes suddenly darkened and fell to the ground with a plop.

Seeing that the werewolf was dead, Luo Li patted his chest and gasped.

Her face was still in shock, and she could not help sobbing as she sat on the ground when she recalled the scene of life and death.

In an instant, Mu Yu killed four werewolves and attracted other werewolves.

"Ouo --"

these werewolves put down Weng Hai and others, opened their mouths and approached Mu Yu.

They all know that Mu Yu is the most dangerous one among these humans.

As long as Mu Yu is killed, other people are not worried at all.

Mu Yu took out Xifeng sword and held it in his hand. Instead of retreating, he walked slowly to the werewolves.

After the leading werewolf waved his claws and gave the order, all the other werewolves were prostrate and their limbs were on the ground.

Like a real wolf, he has fierce eyes and is ready to go.

That road with the smell of blood to kill, instantly diffuse around.

Luo Li, Weng Hai and others were frightened by the killing intention and did not dare to move.

The air became quiet and eerie.

Mu Yu calmly strides forward, as if not aware of the dangerous environment.

"Mu Yu, it's too dangerous for you to come back quickly."

Luo Li, looking at Mu Yu's back as he walks towards the werewolf, immediately stops him, and his voice trembles.

However, Mu Yu is as if unheard of, still did not stop.

"Roar!"

At the command of the werewolf leader, all the werewolves rushed to Muyu as fast as the wind.

In such a crisis scene, Luo Li's heart was almost in her throat.

Mu Yu looked at the dense rush to his shadow, did not dodge, directly lifted the Xifeng sword, gently vomited: "instant sword technique!"

Xi wind sword quickly waved, the surrounding air split in an instant.

The law of time and the supreme sword are integrated.

At this moment, everything around is still.

Only mu Yu's sword is moving.

"Whew!"

After Xifeng sword passed the air, nine wolf heads flew high and threw them on the ground.

The blood, like a fountain, dyed Mu Yu's shoes red.

With one sword, all the werewolf heads fall to the ground.

All eyes were wide open, and their faces were full of horror.

They have no resistance of the werewolf monster, get Mu Yu hands, as simple as chopping melons and cutting vegetables.

It's hard for everyone to accept.

Weng Hai, in particular, was pale and frightened.

Just now, he was very disrespectful to Mu Yu. If Mu Yu wanted to revenge him, he couldn't resist at all.

However, Mu Yu didn't even look at him.

After all, in Mu Yu's eyes, Weng Hai is just like a fat Mayer, and doesn't care to fight him at all.

Mu Yu's contemptuous attitude made Weng Hai feel humiliated.

Night fell.

They set up a tent in a relatively safe place.

After everyone fell asleep, Mu Yu quietly left the tent.

During the day, he used Ziji Shentong to explore for a long time, but failed to find the trace of the demon king.

Therefore, he decided to go to the depths of yunmiaoling to see if he could find any clues about the demon king.

The night's miasma is very rich, miasma through the tent, diffuse in the tent.