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Chapter 63 Xiaofeng Snow Wolf Pack

The giant horned deer is like an elf in a snowy mountain, dragging a sailboat sled and sliding rapidly in the snow valley. The unique shape of the sailboat blocks the oncoming cold wind, nestling under the thick fur blanket, warm and comfortable. The only disadvantage is that there are three girls around.

As the saying goes, three women play together, these three girls gathered together, chattering like sparrows, endlessly. And the key point is that Yang Ye couldn't get in at all and was ignored by the naked one. After several attempts to interrupt, he could only sleep with his eyes closed.

Yang Ye didn't really fall asleep. The soul power in his body was like the ultrasonic waves of a bat, rippling in all directions like layers of ripples on the water surface. The skill of soul pulsation is simply a personal small radar with complete functions. With it, within a radius of one kilometer, no movement can be hidden from Yang Ye's detection.

The deer la sledge traveled very steadily in the snow valley, and it was very peaceful along the way, and there was no trouble at all. Yang Ye did not find anything except a few faint soul power fluctuations. However, thinking about it, this place was just entering the Daxue Mountains, so Yang Ye felt relieved.

Twisting in his ears, there were snow around him, and there was no sign of life at all. When he was bored, his fingers were suddenly teased under the thick blanket. Although it was just a brief touch, Yang Ye felt as if he had discovered a new world. Why should he be so bored? There was a beautiful little bird beside him.

Yang Ye thought, and his big hand immediately took action and touched his side. After moving a few centimeters, he felt a warm heat. Then he felt a little guilty and touched the past inadvertently. The feeling was quite like a bit guilty and nervous when he was secretly in junior high school.

Nalan Bingyue was not moved by this small touch, but continued to talk to the two women opposite. Yang Ye waited for a short while like a thief, and found that nothing was wrong. He suddenly became a little bolder and stretched out his hand again and launched an attack. However, this time, Yang Ye directly held Nalan Bingyue's slightly cold jade hand.

Nalan Bingyue finally reacted. Her jade hand struggled to escape Yang Ye's claws, but she struggled a few times but didn't break away. She couldn't help but frowned and turned her head to look at Yang Ye, but Yang Ye was pretending to be sleeping without any expression. She seemed to be sleeping. If it weren't for her hand being grabbed by the other party, Nalan Bingyue would have been fooled by Yang Ye.

"What's wrong? Bingyue, have you discovered any danger?" Nalan Bingyue's strangeness immediately attracted the attention of the two women opposite him. Yang Ruoyu also sat upright, and his watery eyes quickly looked towards the alert side.

"Maybe I've read it wrong!" Nalan Bingyue was also a little helpless, with a blush on her face. She quickly shook her head and said, feeling like she was a thief in her heart. She couldn't help but stretched her other hand and pinched Yang Ye's waist hard.

"It hurts..." Yang Ye never expected that Nalan Bingyue, who has always appeared as a little beauty in the iceberg and is not as good as the world's fireworks, would actually pinch people like other women. She was pinched to death without any warning and screamed out loud.

"Young Master! You..." Yang Ruoyu looked at Yang Ye who was sitting up, but then looked at Nalan Bingyue, who looked down on the side, who looked like she had done something wrong. She suddenly realized it, but Yila next to her giggled and said.

"It's all you, it's so devastated!" Nalan Bing said with a moon-sounding sound like a mosquito and a fly.

Yang Ye smiled and scratched his head. Yaya, just holding a small hand, why did it be so serious? Just as Yang Ye was about to speak to resolve the embarrassment, several strong soul power fluctuations flashed quickly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Yang Ye immediately looked in that direction and immediately cursed: "Damn, there is an enemy attack!" As he said that, he suddenly lifted the animal skin blanket and looked at the gradually darkening mountain slope, a few roaring wind and snow like cannonballs fell towards them.

"Let me do it!" Yang Ye was about to take action, and a shout came from his ear. He hesitated for a moment. From the corner of his eyes, a dazzling ball of fire lit up and came out of his hand, swaying towards the roar of wind and snow.

Jumping flames flew out one after another, colliding with the roaring ice and snow shells in the air, but the result of the collision was that the flame was drilled open by the wind covered by the ice and snow shells. The ice and snow shells broke through and blocked them, and the remaining momentum was still flying.

The roar of wind and snow swept across the wind and snow even made Yang Ye feel a gust of cold air. But the next second, a clanging sound flashed, and a crescent-shaped soul light flashed in the air like a wind. The roar of wind and snow was slashed in half, and the wind dissipated. The ice and snow wrapped inside suddenly raised a snowflake and danced with the wind.

"Bingyue, when did you change your sword?" Elaine Hua suddenly noticed the quaint scabbard in Nalan Bingyue's hand. If Nalan Bingyue hadn't drawn the sword, she wouldn't have noticed it.

"Well, my family knows that I'm here in Daxue Mountain this time, so I specially used it for myself!" Nalan Bingyue said and gave Yang Ye a blank look.

Yaya, whoever messed with me!

"Senior sister, you still have the heart to care about the sword issue. We are in big trouble now!" Yang Ye quickly put this aside, because within his detection range, at least more than 30 sources of fluctuations with strong soul power were found. Obviously, this is the snow-capped snow wolf that they least want to encounter.

Xiaofengxue Wolf, when he became an adult, has the strength of seventh and eighth-level spirit beasts. The elites in the wolf pack have the combat power of ninth or even tenth-level spirit beasts. The wolf king can even reach the level of earth beasts. However, the wolf king usually only appears in thousands of wolves. But even so, the wolf pack has always been the spiritual beasts that humans don’t want to encounter after entering the Great Snow Mountain.

As a high-level spirit beast, Xiao Fengxue Wolf, in this ice and snow, his single combat power is no less than that of a soul master, and his team's combat has to be improved by a certain level. Although only more than 30 heads were found, for a team with only seven people, his average strength is at the beginning and middle level of the Soul Guard, which is definitely a big trouble.

The Julu Sled slowly slowed down its speed. If they were facing a giant like the Snow Mountain Bear, they might be able to escape by speed. However, it is almost impossible to run away when they encounter the Snow Wind and Snow Wolf, especially these Snow Wind and Snow Wolfs have set up an ambush trap, and have a pocket in the middle of the Snow Valley.

If you can't run, then you will only have a head-on battle.

On the Julu sled in front, Zhan Ye and the three of them had already jumped off the sled and turned around to meet Yang Ye and the other four: "It seems that this time we have not won the battle this time, so we can only fight now. Fortunately, these roaring wind and snow wolf are not too many, so we should be able to deal with it!"

"Wait for a while, Xiaofengxue Wolf pounced over and cut off the reins first, so that the giant horned deer could help us attract the attention of Xuelang. I, Zong Xiong, and Tian Heng will be on the periphery. You four are in the middle to support us. Only if you hurt this wolf pack will we be safe." Zhan Ye stood up and ordered.

"Three people are not enough to guard the periphery, so I'm outside too!" Yang Ruoyu is also a proud and arrogant master. As the chief of the White Deer Soul Martial Arts Academy, her strength is not inferior to this seven-man team.

Zhan Ye looked at Yang Ruoyu, but thought for a moment, and said, "Okay, Miss Yang, you are responsible for the west, I am responsible for the east, Zong Xiong is in the north, Tian Heng is in the south, Prince Yang, junior Bingyue, Lianhua, you are guarding the middle, make up for the gaps, protect yourself, pay attention to support each other, and cannot leave the team, and attack without authorization!"

Of course, everyone had no objection to the command of the battlefield. Yang Ye was happy that someone would be ahead. If he could not take action, he would not take action. He should be low-key in life, but one of his principles of dealing with people.

"Prepare for battle!" Seeing that no one had any objections, Zhanye pulled out the knife from his waist, and a green light flowed on the blade, and a slight cyclone was flying above the blade. Obviously, this was a wind-type soul martial sword, no wonder he was full of confidence.
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