137 David’s Deer

A loud sound was heard.

The black blade-light dazzled like a black dragon; it hovered and danced in the air. It sprinkled a rain of blood wherever it went.

More than a dozen wind wolves were torn into pieces in a couple of breaths’ time.

The magic power rushed into Shi Mu’s hand. Suddenly, raging flames soared on the surface of the black blade. Then, a splendid circle of blade light rippled.

More than ten wind wolves were about to pounce at Shi Mu when they sensed the hot fire wave. They withdrew a few steps backwards. However, the ominous glint in their eyes didn’t fade away. And, they weren’t retreating either. They stood staring at Shi Mu.

Shi Mu looked around. A golden light flashed in his eyes. He spotted the alpha of the wolves; it was hiding among the pack. Suddenly, a flame was shot as he shook his right hand.