Chapter 192 (2/2)

For the wild wolf, he is just a dinner, but for Lu Ziming, it is a battle of life and death. From the body shape and momentum of the wolf, he immediately inferred that this may be a hell dog with about four levels of strength, and he should not have any carelessness.

”Too powerful”, Lu Ziming never dreamed of. The current situation was not taken into account in the plan. He had just escaped from the closed space, and there was still some energy in his body, which was his capital to save his life in the end of the world.

At this time, he had no choice. Just when the wild wolf just jumped up, the wooden sword in his hand injected 100 units of energy instantly with a breaking sound. He would not give the wild wolf any chance. Otherwise, he would be the most cruel. The long-term fight between me and you made him understand that in those martial arts films, the fight for a few days is simply to attract the attention of the audience. The real battle may have ended before the battle began.

For example, now, facing the attack of wild wolves, he had already prepared for the worst. The wolf's fourth-order strength corresponds to 100 units of energy attack. Once he makes a shot, he is 100 units of energy. Even if his judgment is wrong, the wolf also loses combat effectiveness and will not give the wolf any chance to turn over. This is the moment of life and death. It is impossible to keep testing. He has no such energy reserve, and the wolf will not give him such a chance.

Maybe the wolf felt the sharp sword in the air, and his body stopped for a while. With a scream of grief, he suddenly wanted to avoid the edge of the sword, but it was too late.

An invisible but perceptible surge of death passed through the wolf's body like a bamboo rush, with the skull and then the huge body in front. A bone crack sound of ”click” came from the wolf's skull, a blood mist rose, and the wolf's body suddenly stopped in the air. The wolf who lost power and life fell heavily on the grass like a sandbag and rolled to Lu Ziming's feet.

He shook off the wooden sword that had been broken into several sections in his hand, took out a handle from the backpack behind him, and stabilized his mind and went around.

So far, he hasn't observed the surrounding environment well. If he didn't see a shadow, he even thought he was still in a closed space.

Now he can conclude that he has escaped from the enclosed space, but he doesn't understand why there is still a grassland under his feet. Shouldn't it be a valley? Before he could think more, another shadow rushed over. He didn't know how many shadows there were. There was not much energy in his body. If he was under siege, he was looking for death.

But he couldn't see how many shadows there were around him. He had to solve the immediate crisis first, and then consider whether he should run away.

Two legs can't run four legs, but he has no choice. He doesn't even know the situation. Run there!

”Chih!”

He slashed and killed another shadow with his sword. He didn't have time to think about it. In the lightning, he saw a figure fighting with a bigger wolf. Maybe this person can tell himself where this is.

He also saw a war horse beside the man. Although he could not ride, he should have no problem taking himself to escape. Therefore, when he killed the second shadow, he did not consider other problems at all.