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Chapter 167 Mu Guangcheng

Snapped!
The long bow hit the steppe wolf's head hard.

This sturdy and ferocious wolf suddenly flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

The sound of the skull breaking can be clearly heard!
It fell heavily about ten steps away, with most of its head caved in and a lot of blood oozing from its mouth, nose, eyes and ears.

Already dead.

The next moment, Zhang Yuan swept out again with the iron bow in his hand, knocking away another wasteland wolf that was pouncing on him.

This longbow is made of thousands of forged fine iron, including the bowstring, which is extremely tough and has reached the pinnacle of ordinary weapons.

Although firing arrows is its primary function, it can still be used as a melee weapon.

boom! boom! boom!
Accompanied by a series of collision sounds, one prairie wolf after another was knocked away.

Either dead or seriously injured!
At this moment, a cunning prairie wolf quietly lurked behind Zhang Yuan.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when Zhang Yuan was dealing with his companions, it suddenly approached quickly, then stood up and put its two front paws on Zhang Yuan's shoulders.

This is a common tactic used by wild wolves to deal with humans.

Once Zhang Yuan feels something strange and turns his head to look, it will bite Zhang Yuan's throat with lightning speed!

However, just as the wolf's claws touched Zhang Yuan, his shoulders shook suddenly, and a powerful force suddenly burst out.

Click!

The two leg bones of this wild wolf were actually broken by the earthquake!
In fact, its sneaky behavior did not escape Zhang Yuan's perception at all.

Zhang Yuan deliberately allowed the opponent's sneak attack, and then tested the "shock" technique of "Iron Shirt".

Although "Iron Shirt" is a horizontal martial art that focuses on defense, it also includes a small number of close combat techniques.

They are the four words: collapse, shake, tremble and throw.

Each has its own magical uses.

Zhang Yuan has put a lot of hard work into "Iron Shirt" and has already reached a level close to perfection.

But the four-word formula has never been used in actual combat.

When he encountered this group of wild wolves today, he was completely excited to see the prey and took the opportunity to do some practice.

Zhang Yuan was not afraid of overturning at all.

Because the fighting power of these wild wolves is not as good as his first-level Ming Jin strength!

Ouch!

One after another, the steppe wolves pounced on him, and were knocked away, hit, kicked, and thrown away...

All of them had broken bones and tendons, blood spurting out, and were either seriously injured and convulsing, 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 or so Wasteland Wolves that participated in the siege of Zhang Yuan were killed.

The remaining few were completely frightened.

There was an expression of extreme fear in their eyes. They retreated with their tails between their legs and then scattered.

Even the howling of the wolf king fell on deaf ears!

Zhang Yuan did not chase after him.

He pursed his lips and whistled, calling his mount over.

Then he took out the arrow and drew the bow again.

This time, Zhang Yuan aimed at the most conspicuous existence in the wolf pack.

Wolf King!

The wolf king is very easy to identify. It stands out among the wolf pack. Both its body shape and fur color are obviously different from ordinary wild wolves.

The most important thing is that this guy has been giving orders and commanding, and has long been in Zhang Yuan's sight.

As the saying goes, when shooting a wolf, shoot the king first.

In order to end the battle as quickly as possible, he changed to a fine iron arrow.

There were only thirty fine iron arrows that came with the iron-framed bow. After Zhang Yuan got them, he lost some during several uses, and in the end he only brought out twenty-one.

So he bought fifty more feather arrows on the way.

But ordinary feather arrows are completely unable to unleash the power of the iron-framed bow.

Out of respect for the Wolf King, he used the precious fine iron arrow! And at the moment when Zhang Yuan aimed at the Wolf King, the Wolf King, who was hundreds of steps away, suddenly felt terrified, the pupils of the wolf eyes suddenly shrank violently, and the hard bristles on the back of the neck stood up.

It will only have such an instinctive reaction when faced with a fatal threat.

The powerful wolf king growled and suddenly leaned over to get in between the two wasteland wolves next to him.

There are always dozens of adult prairie wolves surrounding the wolf king.

These are all its close guards.

puff!

A black light suddenly broke through the air, brushed past the wolf king's tail and shot into the ground.

It sank deep into the soil and disappeared.

Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect that his arrow missed.

The wolf king's alertness is really unexpected!
Ouch~

Just as Zhang Yuan was about to draw the second fine iron arrow, the wolf king hiding in the wolf pack let out a long, shrill howl.

The next moment, the wasteland wolves that were struggling to besiege the caravan changed direction and returned to their original places like a receding tide to reunite with the Wolf King and his gang.

Accompanied by howling, the group of steppe wolves fled towards the north.

The dust they raised also completely covered up the Wolf King's trace!
Zhang Yuan put down the iron bow with regret.

He really wanted to keep the wolf king and pull out its fangs as a trophy.

Unfortunately, I still underestimated the opponent's cunning.

Putting away the iron-framed 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 took out the fine iron arrow that had just been shot into the air.

Only the most outstanding craftsmen in the workshop can make this kind of arrow, and each one is worth a lot of money.

It would be a shame to throw it away.

Fortunately, the soil here is relatively soft, and the fine iron arrow is 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 Zhang Yuan and said, "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 small favor. You're welcome."

"It turned out to be Young Master Zhao!"

Mu Guangcheng said sternly: "Young man, you are too modest. Without your help, our caravan would have suffered heavy losses this time. Now we are able to escape from danger, all thanks to your kindness!"

As he said this, he bowed deeply to Zhang Yuan!

Apart from anything else, this is very considerate etiquette and he doesn't seem to be ungrateful.

Zhang Yuan reached out his hand to help him up and asked, "Brother Mu, are you going to Xiaxu?"

"Exactly."

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 the result Zhang Yuan wanted!

This was obviously not the other party's first time to go to Xiaxu, and he probably frequently traveled to this wasteland.

With the caravan leading the way, Zhang Yuan no longer has to worry about going in the wrong direction or not finding his destination.

The most important thing is that he can inquire about the situation in Xiaxu from Mu Guangcheng.

So as to avoid finding the place but still being in the dark.

The caravan led by Mu Guangcheng was also very welcoming to Zhang Yuan's joining.

The wilderness is vast and boundless, and the journey is dangerous and unpredictable.

It would undoubtedly be much safer to have such a master accompanying you!

(End of this chapter)