I am a chief in a primitive tribe

The Wolf King is the leader of a pack of wolves, who is responsible for planning and directing when hunting, but not necessarily at the forefront.

But when a wolf pack moves when it is hunting, whether it attacks or not, it all looks at the wolf king.

In other words, the one at the core is basically the wolf king.

The reason why Mu Feng wants to find the wolf king is that he wants to deal with the wolf king first, and then the wolves will fall into chaos, so that they can have a chance.

The so-called "shoot the man first and shoot the horse first, and capture the thief and capture the king first" is this truth.

But after just one glance, Mu Feng found that he was thinking too much.

The one at the front of the group of wolves in front of him was obviously the wolf king.

Because it is significantly larger than other wolves, and has a stronger physique.

It was also the first to roar and run to the wood-wind.

The most important thing is that the encirclement of the wolves is vaguely centered on it, and there are two wolves on the left and right of it that seem to be followers to follow closely.

"That's it!" Mu Feng snorted, "Mingguang, have you seen the biggest wolf?" it's the Wolf King!"

"Wolf King?" Mingguang obviously heard this word for the first time and wanted to turn around and ask.

Mu Feng hurriedly shouted: "Don't look back! Just listen to me!" "

Don't care what the wolf king is, it should be the one who will do it first!" Mingguang directly knocked it on the nose with a shovel, and the two of you directly served it with bamboo guns. "

Remember, wait a minute, no matter if you can kill the wolf king or not, even if it is injured, don't leave the people around it, keep this circle!" Before

Mu Feng's words fell, the wolf king really roared and pounced.

Mingguang was already prepared, gave up the bamboo gun, picked up the shovel and smashed it at the nose.

At the same time, the two people beside him also shot in unison, stabbing the wolf king's neck and eyes left and right respectively.

The wolf king's two claws just blocked the bright light shovel, and there was a crisp sound of "pop", as if something was broken.

As for the other two shots, they were stabbed crookedly under the turn of the wolf king's head, one to the shoulder and the other to the forehead, without any achievements.

Fortunately, Mingguang was powerful and slapped the wolf king to the ground head-on.

The wolf king let out a low hiss, and the three wolves beside him also quickly swept up and rushed towards Mu Feng and them.

Wolf pack hunting is like that, the first few rounds of attacks are tentative, especially the ones that make them feel tricky.

In this way, they will constantly provoke their prey and make the prey lose patience. Once the prey loses patience, it will reveal an empty door, which they will then take advantage of and kill with a single blow.

And Mu Feng's opportunity is also in the first few rounds of temptation in front of the wolves.

He noticed that after the wolf king landed, he just rolled around, hunched over and bent his head to squint at them.

At this time, it no longer let out a low roar, and seemed to have given up on the intention of making a move for the time being.

But Mu Feng knows that "dogs that bite people don't bark", dogs are still like this, and even more so as wolves of the same kind.

It's no longer roaring now, but the next time it strikes, it's going to be a thunderbolt.

And before that, Mu Feng was going to deal it a fatal blow!

All its eyes were now focused on Ming Guang, because from the fight just now, Ming Guang clearly gave it the greatest threat.

Mu Feng wanted this situation, he saw this opportunity, held the bow with one hand, pulled it with his backhand, pressed his side face to the bowstring, and spit out in one breath: "Medium!"

"Woo woo"!

A terrible scream rang out, and the wolf king, who was still staring at Mingguang, suddenly struggled and rolled on the ground, and a pool of blood instantly stained the surrounding grass.

"What's going on!" someone growled.

And the wolves immediately fell into a commotion - the wolf king's crazy and mournful roar instantly made them lose their backbone, and they subconsciously took a few steps back.

"It's now!" Mu Feng jumped out of the circle, and without waiting for Mingguang to react, he dragged the shovel from his hand, and slammed the nose of the wolf king who was struggling on the ground with a "sweeping army".

The blow was so powerful that only a "snap" could be heard, and the sound of bones breaking sounded, and then the wolf king's roar came to an abrupt end.

When everyone looked at it again, the wolf king was already twitching on the ground, the corners of his mouth were full of blood, and he couldn't see that he was alive.

Mingguang was overjoyed and shouted: "Great Chief—"

Before he could finish shouting, the stimulated wolves stopped retreating, and stepped forward again like crazy.

Among them, several wolves jumped high again and pounced on Mu Feng and Mingguang and the others behind him.

Mu Feng rolled on the spot, set up a shovel with both hands and slammed it into the air, slapped a wolf away, and shouted at the same time: "Hold the circle, don't move, bamboo guns and big sticks are waiting!"

Everyone who got Mu Feng's order was calm, and calmly picked up the bamboo spear and stabbed at the oncoming wolf.

The wild wolf is no better than the wolf king, and immediately two wolves were stabbed in the eyes by bamboo spears, and they fell to the ground and wailed.

The other wolves lowered their bodies and roared, threatening to pounce again at any moment.

Mu Feng snorted coldly, holding the shovel with both hands instead of one-handed horizontal Chen, and at the same time stretched out one hand, touched a handful of blood next to the wolf king who fell to the ground and twitched, and wiped it on his face.

Five blood-red fingerprints appeared on his face.

Then Mu Feng turned his face and yelled at the wild wolf who was still waiting for an opportunity on the ground: "Oh oh oh!"

For a while, Mu Feng gave people the feeling of being fierce and vicious, and the momentum was overwhelming.

The wolves turned around and ran ......