Zhu Jusheng's Seventh Rank formidable strength was fully displayed, his spear in hand like a dragon emerging from the abyss, majestically creating black dazzling shadows in the void, and with the sharp sound of breaking through the air, in just a moment, three Snow Wolves had fallen before him, each pierced through the abdomen by the spear and dead.

Zhu Zi wielded his large saber with powerful swings, the entire blade covered in a faint red glow, a manifestation of his Cultivation of the Fire Element Inner Qi. Clearly, the Fire Element Inner Qi was highly effective against the Snow Wolves, as even the slightest touch would burn the fur on the wolves, eliciting furious howls.

Among the four, Zhu Wei was in the most perilous situation. Being the youngest with the least experience, he was already intimidated facing the ferocious Snow Wolves, his long sword flailing helplessly, and even with just one Snow Wolf attacking him, he was completely overwhelmed.

Zhu Yun, tasked with support, had no time to worry about others, focusing entirely on assisting Zhu Wei, barely managing to hold off the Snow Wolf's attack and giving Zhu Wei a slight reprieve.

As the bodies of several Snow Wolves piled up, a strong scent of blood spread, inciting the pack to greater frenzy, all the Snow Wolves rapidly closing in.

Seeming to recognize Zhu Wei as the weakest link, the majority of the Snow Wolves lunged towards him, while in front of Zhu Jusheng, the wolves, bearing deep hatred due to the heavy toll he had inflicted, attacked him wildly and fearlessly.

The pressure on Zhu Bufan was also gradually increasing; three Snow Wolves darted and flashed around him, their sharp claws creating a dense cold light like a massive net, aiming to engulf and consume Zhu Bufan.

Glancing around at the others, seeing them all deeply engaged in fierce combat, paying no attention to his movements.

After holding back for so long, Zhu Bufan no longer hesitated; his Iron Sword flashed, its speed and strength several times greater than before.

Boom...

Seventh Rank peak Inner Qi burst forth, his sword fiercely striking the forehead of a Snow Wolf. The wolf howled miserably, its skull deeply dented by the blow, blood trickling from its nose and eyes. After twitching a few times, the wolf lay still.

With that powerful strike, Zhu Bufan had shattered the Snow Wolf's skull.

This abrupt change clearly startled the other two Snow Wolves, who looked at Zhu Bufan with a hint of fear in their eyes.

They naturally knew that the forehead was the hardest part of their body, and for a human to easily break it was truly shocking.

However, after their initial shock, the two Snow Wolves showed no sign of backing down, attacking from left and right in an experienced pincer move, as if they had coordinated countless times before.

Despite being attacked from both sides, Zhu Bufan remained calm, his Iron Sword spinning into an impervious light screen. No matter how fiercely the two wolves attacked, they couldn't even make the light screen waver, instead mysterious slashes appeared on their bodies, causing them to howl in rage, helpless against him.

"Everyone, be careful, ah~~" Zhu Jusheng suddenly roared fiercely.

Immediately following, a sharp swooshing sound directly targeted the back of Zhu Bufan's head, its speed unbelievably fast, making Zhu Bufan feel the chilling Killing Intent, making his skin crawl.

But, evidently, the attacker had chosen the wrong target.

Zhu Jusheng and the others were far from a life-or-death bond; Zhu Bufan wouldn't leave his safety entirely in their hands. Alert to his surroundings, he was not surprised by the sudden sound.

His sword's shadow instantly expanded several times forward, like a massive ribbon, the two Snow Wolves had nowhere to escape. The moment they made contact, they were struck as if by a massive hammer, flung back even faster, booming twice as they deeply embedded into the snow, not rising again.

Zhu Bufan then executed a smooth turn, swiftly stepping forward with his sword,

Puff!

The Snow Wolf that tried to sneak attack Zhu Bufan suddenly had a foot-long sword blade protruding from its back, stained with mottled blood.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, Zhu Yun, shocked, covered her cherry lips with her hand. In her eyes, it was as if Zhu Bufan had just turned around and the sneaking Snow Wolf had foolishly jumped up, landing precisely on Zhu Bufan's diagonally held sword, the blade piercing through its abdomen and out the spine.

"This Snow Wolf is really out of luck!" In such a chaotic situation, the little girl still had whimsical thoughts.

The Snow Wolf that suddenly appeared behind Zhu Bufan was from the side Zhu Jusheng was guarding, which got torn through by Snow Wolves. Although Zhu Jusheng's strength was much stronger than Zhu Wei and the others, a hero can't hold against the sheer number, and five Snow Wolves completely restrained him. Then, the Snow Wolves on the perimeter, as if waiting for the perfect moment, quickly charged towards Zhu Jusheng's side. With almost no ability to resist, the formation they were holding instantly dissipated, and Zhu Bufan and his four companions were completely engulfed by the wolf pack, each facing not just a few, but a dozen or more Snow Wolves.

Now, even Zhu Bufan frowned deeply, feeling the situation was incredibly troublesome.

"Quick, everyone gather closer!" Zhu Jusheng's anxious voice rang out. His situation was not optimistic. He had killed the most Snow Wolves earlier, almost ten of them. Now, the revengeful Snow Wolves, naturally targeted him as their primary focus, attacking him were the strongest of the pack, close to Ninth Rank strength.

Zhu Jusheng roared anxiously. At this moment, he sadly realized that the spear in his hand had somehow become an encumbrance, feeling congested in the small circle of the fight.

"Okay!" Zhu Zi responded loudly, shifting his footsteps while fighting, slowly moving forward.

Zhu Wei and Zhu Yun were much more passive. Zhu Yun, who was shy by nature, despite having witnessed some killing in her training, still felt her legs go limp when facing such blood-thirsty Snow Wolves. The movement technique she usually practiced diligently was completely forgotten.

Zhu Wei, being young, faced with the fighting in front of him, although possessing strong internal Qi, could hardly exert it effectively. Moreover, with each of the Snow Wolves bravely charging forward relentlessly, the ferocity only caused Zhu Wei's spirit to shudder in fear.

The two of them couldn't advance a single step, instead, they were forced further and further away by the wolf pack.

Once the formation was disrupted, everyone's situation became extremely grim. They couldn't stay put; any slight pause would lead to Snow Wolves from all directions converging upon them, making defense impossible.

The only option left was for each to use their movement techniques, painfully navigating through the wolf pack.

Zhu Bufan employed the Floating Cloud Step Technique, his body eerily moving through the pack, bluntly thrusting with the Iron Sword in his hand.

Zhu Bufan hadn't cultivated any Swordsmanship. Holding the sword now was purely to distract others, therefore, his sword movements were crude, relying entirely on his visual sharpness and instincts, with no elegance in technique.

Thus, even with his substantial power, during evasion, the endless attacks still inflicted many injuries on Zhu Bufan, and his light blue robe quickly became riddled with tears, tearing into ragged strips. Through the tattered fabric, one could see bloodstains covering Zhu Bufan's fair body.

Burning pain surged through his body, yet Zhu Bufan did not so much as frown. This pain was nothing compared to a tenth of the pain felt during the cultivation of the Hanhai Tide Skill.

"Ah!" A sharp scream cut through the wolves' howling; Zhu Bufan scanned and saw Zhu Yun's originally tied-up long hair now scattered around her waist, wildly blowing in the harsh winds. With Zhu Yun's desperate dodging among the wolves, she looked utterly miserable.

Right after Zhu Yun's scream, Zhu Wei and Zhu Bufan both grimaced, the situation becoming very dire.

On Zhu Zi's thigh was a wound as large as a bowl. A Snow Wolf about two meters away from him had a chunk of bloody flesh in its mouth, which it flung up with a snap of its head and swallowed down its throat with a slap.

Zhu Wei, however, was in an even worse state. A deep, long gash stretched from his chest down below his Dantian, the flesh turned inside out and blood gushing forth, a gruesome and terrifying sight.

Both their faces were as pale as paper, their lips devoid of any color, whether from excessive blood loss or some other reason.

With one sweep of his eyes, Zhu Bufan took in the entire situation on the field. It seemed as though he was the only one with some ease. Zhu Jusheng, displaying ferocity, was tightly entangled by several Ninth Rank Snow Wolves, thoroughly suppressed, his defeat only a matter of time. Zhu Zi and the others appeared to be in mortal danger.

"Damn, how come no one has come yet after so long?" Amidst the fierce battle, Zhu Jusheng suddenly cursed, a person usually deep in thought, swearing out loud in such a situation, showed how furious Zhu Jusheng truly was.

"As a man must have his do's and don'ts, whether or not the Snow Wolves were drawn by the Soul-binding Incense, just for my sake, preventing them from getting timely help, I must help them resolve this difficulty!" Zhu Bufan firmly told himself.

With that thought, Zhu Bufan no longer hesitated. His Seventh Rank peak strength was fully revealed, beasts are indeed highly sensitive to such power, truly so. At the moment Zhu Bufan no longer concealed his power, several Snow Wolves that had been pursuing him seemed to sniff out a great danger. The sensitive long fur on their necks bristled straight up, much like a porcupine's quills.

The Cold Ice Internal Energy, now at the peak of Seventh Rank, clung around the Iron Sword, seeming to cast a sky-blue outer coat around it. A blurred blue light faintly gathered, shaping out the form of the Iron Sword, as if it was encased by the sword itself.

Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!

Zhu Bufan's sudden eruption gave the Snow Wolves no time to react. With the speed of lightning that allows no covering of the ears, he successively pierced through four Snow Wolves. Due to his swift speed, it was difficult to discern the sequence, only seeing four Snow Wolves thrown outwards in a parabolic trajectory, painting eight arcs of blood rainbows in the air.

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