Chapter 134 The Despicable Beast Tamer

Chapter 134 The Despicable Beast Tamer

"Trying to warm yourself with my blood? Dream on!"

Faced with Pei Yunjing's unstoppable palm strike, Hu Yanlie, who was already at his limit, suddenly let out a desperate and frantic roar.

He knew he was doomed. But before he died, he wanted to drag this great war god of the Great Sheng down to hell with him!

Huyan Lie suddenly pulled out a pale white object from his bosom; it was a bone flute made from the leg bone of a dead person.

Ignoring Pei Yunjing's hand that was about to shatter his skull, he mustered his last breath and put the bone flute into his bloodied mouth, blowing it fiercely.

"Ugh—!!!"

A sharp, piercing whistle, seemingly capable of piercing eardrums, instantly resounded over Returning Wind Valley.

The sound was not like the melodious sound of an ordinary flute; instead, it was like fingernails scraping against a skull, carrying a chilling frequency that mingled with the sound of wind and snow and traveled into the depths of the dark forest.

Pei Yunjing frowned and brought his palm down.

"Bang!"

Huyan Lie's head exploded like a watermelon.

But even in his dying moments, his venomous eyes remained fixed on Pei Yunjing, a strange smile playing on his lips.

The next second, the once desolate snowfield suddenly came alive.

"Awooo—"

"Awooo—"

The howls of wolves rose and fell like a tide, surging in from all directions and instantly enveloping the entire camp.

Immediately afterwards, countless pairs of eerie green and crimson beast eyes lit up in the darkness.

Those were wolves. Thousands upon thousands of huge, drooling, hungry wolves on the snowy plains!

They were clearly controlled by drugs or some kind of secret technique. Each one was in a state of extreme frenzy and hunger, unafraid of knives, guns, or fire, with only the desire to kill in their eyes.

"Oh no! It's a pack of wolves!"

"Protect the prince!"

Han Zheng was shocked and swung his knife to cut down a giant wolf that pounced on him, shouting loudly.

However, the number of wolves was simply too great.

Like a gray tide, they crashed wildly against the Black Armor Guards' defenses, the sounds of tearing, screaming, and howling of wolves instantly merging into one.

This is Huyan Lie's trump card—the Ten Thousand Wolves Soul Devouring Formation.

"Buzz—!!!"

As the wolf pack approached, countless sharp wolf howls converged into an invisible torrent of sound waves, violently impacting Pei Yunjing's eardrums.

In that instant, Pei Yunjing's figure swayed violently.

My head felt like it had been brutally sawed open by a rusty saw, or like it had been filled with scalding mercury.

The world before my eyes instantly shattered.

The snow was red, the sky was red, and even the wolves on the ground had turned into twisted, blood-red monsters.

They opened their gaping maws, and every sound they made was amplified infinitely in his mind, turning into deafening thunder.

[So noisy!!!]

Pei Yunjing groaned, pressing his forehead with one hand, his knuckles digging into his flesh with such force.

In the past, under such an overload, he would have passed out or gone completely insane, unable to distinguish friend from foe.

But this time, he did not fall.

"You want to kill me?"

Pei Yunjing slowly raised his head.

Those phoenix eyes were now so red they seemed to be dripping blood, churning with overwhelming pain, yet burning with an indomitable ruthlessness.

He remembered the basin of warm water for washing his feet in the tent.

He thought of the little woman who was still waiting for him to come home to celebrate the New Year.

I remembered that promise to "hide behind me".

He can't fall. If he falls, who will protect her?

"puff!"

Pei Yunjing suddenly bit the tip of his tongue.

A sharp pain struck, and the metallic taste in his mouth forcibly brought him back to a sliver of clarity.

He used the pain to forcefully suppress the nerves in his mind that were about to collapse.

"Clang—!"

He pulled the "Zhanwang" sword, which was stuck in the snow, out with a backhand motion.

"A bunch of beasts, daring to block the way?"

Pei Yunjing moved, his black robe fluttering in the wind and snow.

Although his movements were a moment slower than usual due to the overload of his five senses, and his vision became somewhat blurred due to double images.

But his war god instincts still made him the most terrifying presence on this battlefield.

"brush!"

The sword flashed like a rainbow. A giant wolf, pouncing through the air, was cleaved in two by a single sword strike while still in mid-air!

Blood splattered on Pei Yunjing's pale face, making him look even more bewitching and demonic.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, drawing his sword and charging into the densest part of the wolf pack.

Every sword strike brings forth a storm of blood and carnage.

He was like a tireless, painless killing machine, carving a bloody path through the wolf pack.

However, there were simply too many wolves.

Moreover, the beast tamer who took over from the deceased Huyan Lie and hid in the shadows playing the flute seemed to have noticed that Pei Yunjing was not in a good state. The flute music became more urgent and sharp, specifically targeting Pei Yunjing's hearing.

"Well……"

Pei Yunjing's body paused slightly. In that instant, a cunning alpha wolf suddenly pounced out, its sharp fangs biting fiercely at his left arm!

Although he reacted quickly and avoided a fatal wound, a deep, bone-revealing gash was still left on his arm, staining his black robe with blood.

Pei Yunjing swung his sword and pinned the alpha wolf to the ground, his breathing becoming heavy.

That flute player is too noisy.

If that sound isn't stopped, he'll be worn down and die here.

However, with his vision completely red and his ears filled with noise, he couldn't make out where that despicable beast tamer was hiding!

Just as Pei Yunjing was struggling and his consciousness was gradually fading, a critical moment arrived.

A clear, anxious, yet exceptionally distinct female voice pierced through the swirling snow and howling wolves, precisely reaching his ears:

"Pei Yunjing! Bow your head!"