Fierce Battle Against Wolf Bandits

Chapter 4 Fierce Battle Against Wolf Bandits (Please add to your favorites and vote!)

The night was hazy, the moonlight was somewhat pale, the howling wind was a bit piercing, and the occasional wolf howls made it all the more eerie and terrifying.

Shen Hanyu slowly walked forward step by step, twirling his Frost Sky Spear in the air before hurling it with lightning speed. The two unsuspecting century-old wolf bandits were skewered and pinned to an ancient tree.

Shen Hanyu's figure vanished from the spot in an instant. The wolf bandits realized something was wrong, roared, and all went into battle mode, their eyes turning blood red.

Shen Hanyu, hidden in the shadows, looked at the wolf bandits on the road in front of him and in the surrounding mountains and forests without the slightest fear in his eyes. His gaze quickly swept among the group of wolf bandits and finally locked onto his target on a boulder.

It was a wolf bandit that looked different from others. Not only was it much larger than ordinary wolf bandits, but its claws were also longer and sharper. A strong killing intent emanated from its breath, which showed its status as a tyrant.

"I've found you."

Shen Hanyu sneered, and the Frost Heaven Spear soared into the sky. Shen Hanyu followed closely behind, and then the first soul ring under his feet quickly lit up. An indescribable cold aura appeared on the blade of the Frost Heaven Spear, and then transformed into a cold spear light that rushed fiercely towards the wolf bandit leader.

This is Shen Hanyu's first soul skill, which comes from an 800-year-old ice bear. The soul skill he obtained is called Eternal Silence. It can not only be attached to the Frost Sky Spear to enhance his own attributes for close combat, but also be used for long-range attacks. It is a very good soul skill.

The power of a soul skill is directly related to the quality of the soul beast from which it acquires a soul ring. As one of the overlords of the far north, the Ice Bear not only has extremely high defense, but its attack power is also among the best in the far north, making it a top-tier soul beast.

Among them, the Bear King Xiaobai has a cultivation of over 190,000 years. As the adopted son of the Snow Emperor, his strength is beyond doubt.

The cold, sharp spear light pierced towards the wolf bandit leader like a meteor. A hint of fear appeared in the leader's eyes, and he quickly grabbed a wolf bandit with nine hundred years of cultivation and threw it away, forcibly blocking the spear light.

Shen Hanyu's lips twitched, gaining a new understanding of the wolf bandits' cold-blooded ruthlessness.

However, if that's the case, then the opponent not only has a numerical advantage but also lacks martial virtue, so he would have absolutely no advantage.

A sense of crisis welled up in Shen Hanyu's heart, and he couldn't help but grip the Frostfire Spear tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the force.

As the wolf bandit leader let out an angry roar, dozens of wolf bandits surged towards Shen Hanyu like a tidal wave, their momentum resembling a small, heavily armored cavalry unit reunited.

Shen Hanyu's spear strikes were like a dragon, each strike precisely eliminating or wounding a wolf bandit, causing blood to splatter and creating a somewhat bloody scene.

Smelling the blood, the wolf bandits became even more frenzied, attacking Shen Hanyu with almost reckless abandon. Shen Hanyu cursed under his breath, and the Frost Heaven Spear in his hand shone brightly, temporarily forcing back several of the crazed wolf bandits in front of him. He then turned around and killed two more century-old wolf bandits with a single shot.

No matter how powerful Shen Hanyu was, he was still only a Soul Master of level 40-something. Facing such a group of wolf bandits, he was somewhat powerless.

As the wolf bandit's sharp claws slashed across, a very thin wound appeared on Shen Hanyu's handsome face, and bright red blood immediately flowed out.

With a combined claw strike from the two ancient wolf bandits, Shen Hanyu's body was violently slashed backward seven or eight meters before he regained his footing, demonstrating the immense power of the wolf bandits.

The wolf bandit leader roared again, this time the roar was a bit long, but Shen Hanyu quickly understood the other party's intention.

Because a wolf howl echoed from the distant mountains!

The sound came from a high-level soul beast, namely the famous wolf-type soul beast on the continent, the Gale Demon Wolf!

Shen Hanyu couldn't determine the number, but he knew one thing: if he couldn't escape or deal with the wolf bandit leader, he would definitely die here today!

Thinking of this, Shen Hanyu no longer held back. The Frost Heaven Spear once again emitted a cold aura, and the four spirit rings spun rapidly. The cold aura spread from the ground and eventually turned the surrounding area of ​​dozens of meters into a world of ice and snow!

Shen Hanyu's figure moved swiftly through the wolf bandits. His sharp spear blade had become a death god reaping lives. There were countless wolf bandits who were beheaded, dismembered, or cleaved in two. There was no mercy shown, only cold-blooded slaughter.

Seeing his men being killed by a tiny human, the wolf bandit leader's green eyes flashed with murderous intent. He then leaped down from the boulder, his sharp claws aimed directly at Shen Hanyu, who was wreaking havoc.

Shen Hanyu sensed the killing intent behind him and hurriedly moved aside. The thousand-year-old wolf bandit that had just been in front of him had its head slashed open by sharp claws. It let out a mournful cry before collapsing to the ground, lifeless.

The wolf bandit leader remained unmoved, launching a relentless barrage of attacks at Shen Hanyu, his offensive so fierce it seemed he was fighting for his life.

Shen Hanyu held the Frostfire Spear in front of him, struggling to resist the opponent's attack, but was still knocked back nearly ten meters by the terrifying force, leaving clear scratch marks on the ground.

Before Shen Hanyu could catch his breath, the wolf bandit leader's next attack was already poised to launch. Shen Hanyu couldn't care less about anything else. His first spirit ring lit up again, increasing his attack and defense attributes by fifty percent each, which made him feel a little better.

Seizing the opening in the wolf bandit leader's attack, Shen Hanyu's eyes flashed with intense killing intent, and his third spirit ring quickly lit up.

"Third Soul Skill! Earth-Shattering!"

With a low shout from Shen Hanyu, the Frost Sky Spear was thrust out fiercely, and a heavy aura spread out from it, which then transformed into an endless killing intent.

This attack was the strongest that Shen Hanyu could unleash so far, except in special states. His soul ring came from a 7,700-year-old Crimson Scale Sea Beast King, a kind of raging soul beast that was huge but only focused on attack and did not pay attention to defense. It had a belief in its kind that if it could not be killed, it would be killed.

The terrifying blow landed on the wolf bandit leader's crossed arms, instantly tearing flesh apart and causing blood to gush out. By the time the aftershocks subsided, half of the wolf bandit leader's left arm had been completely severed, and the remaining half of his right arm was barely hanging on his arm by flesh and blood, a truly pitiful sight.

"Now!"

Shen Hanyu's eyes lit up, and he quickly leaped into the air. The fourth-ranked black soul ring beneath his feet lit up, and an aura as vast and expansive as the ocean appeared on the Frost Sky Spear and Shen Hanyu. The spear blade emitted a blue light, gathering terrifying power, and then transformed into a blue stream of light, completely blasting the wolf bandit leader into minced meat, utterly losing his life force...

Seeing their leader killed, the remaining wolf bandits, led by the last surviving thousand-year-old wolf bandit, slunk away into the forest and vanished without a trace…

As Shen Hanyu fell from the sky, he knelt on the ground, panting heavily. The exertion was too great. Even though his soul power far surpassed that of ordinary Soul Masters in both quality and quantity, he still couldn't withstand such a drain.

After casually wiping the blood off his face, Shen Hanyu was about to get up when a bright light in the distance caught his eye.

"This is…"

Shen Hanyu strode forward, picked up the only relatively intact leg of the wolf bandit leader, and then, with a burst of soul power, shattered the flesh, revealing a bluish-green leg bone radiating a strong killing intent in his hand. Shen Hanyu was startled, then subconsciously uttered the name of this soul bone.

"The Bloodthirsty Berserker Hurricane's Right Leg Bone!"

It is the same soul bone that Tang San obtained after killing the wolf bandit leader in the original work. Except for the age, it is almost identical. It produces the same soul beast, and even the parts are exactly the same.

Shen Hanyu chuckled softly and said:

"What a coincidence! I just forgot to prepare a gift for my dear sister, and now you've delivered it to my doorstep. That little girl should like it... after all, it was prepared by her dearest brother..."

Shen Hanyu then slightly dispelled the bloody smell from the soul bone, took out an exquisite pear wood box from his storage device, placed the soul bone inside, and then put it back into his soul tool.

Looking back, the carriage had completely disappeared, leaving only a small cloth bag and a note weighed down by a small stone where the carriage had just stopped.

Shen Hanyu picked it up and saw that it was written on it:

"My dear brother, I have an eighty-year-old mother to support, an eight-month-old baby to raise, and two eighteen-year-old girls on the side. I'm so sorry, brother. I'll repay your great kindness by being your slave in my next life. This bag contains a small token of my heart. If you survive, please accept it. I'm praying for you in my heart!"

Shen Hanyu chuckled, not taking it to heart. It was already quite remarkable that a Soul Master could leave a note for himself in this situation; he couldn't ask for anything more.

But when Shen Hanyu opened the bag and saw several copper soul coins and two large rocks inside, a roar almost echoed throughout the forest.

"You scoundrel! Traitor! Rebel! You shameless scoundrel! Ah—"

From the distant mountains and forests, the driver's unidentified tune drifted up again, taking on a strange, inexplicable meaning under the cover of night…

(End of this chapter)