Chapter Seventy-One: A Sword Seals the Throat

Bang, bang, bang...

In the silent Henglian Mountain Range, Wu Xuan and the Netherhead Wolf were entangled together and made a thumping sound, and every muffled sound was the sound of Wu Xuan being swept away by the Netherhead Wolf and crashing into the tree.

Wu Xuanyou relied on his strong body, and every time he was swept away, he immediately stood up, rushed forward again, and fought with the Netherhead Wolf.

Even if Wu Xuan was physically strong, he couldn't withstand such a toss, and after being swept away so many times, Wu Xuan had already vomited two mouthfuls of blood, and several deep wounds were scratched by the sharp wolf claws on his body, and his face became more and more pale.

Although these scars are not fatal, if they are hit a few times, Wu Xuan's body will not be able to support it.

Wu Xuan exerted his strength, and his strength would definitely not be lower than that of a cultivator at the peak of the Seven Veins, so after fighting so far, the Netherhead Wolf was no better.

There were also a few more deep sword wounds on the huge wolf's body, especially the location of the burn on its back, and two more shocking wounds, which completely opened the original burned wounds of the ghost wolf, and the blood still couldn't stop flowing out.

"Wu Xuan, if you continue to consume like this, you will only end up losing both!" At this moment, Tong Tianzhu's voice sounded in Wu Xuan's mind.

"Now I can only fight, what else can I do!" Wu Xuan gritted his teeth and said.

The spiritual power of Wu Xuan's Tianque Palace can indeed crush the Nether Wolf, but he can't control this power now, and after Jiang Tianxing's matter, Wu Xuan's concept in dealing with this matter is to be cautious, cautious, and cautious.

"Alas, that's the only way to do it!"

Finally, Tongtianzhu thought of a way, sighed, and finally said.

"Do you have a way?" Wu Xuan asked when he heard that Tong Tianzhu still had a way.

Tongtian Zhu pondered for a while, and then said:

"You use the Transformation Technique to mobilize the power of the Red Flame in your dantian and attach this power to your long sword!"

"Mobilize the power of the red flame in the meridians!" Hearing Tongtian Zhu's words, Wu Xuan's heart was also shocked, if it was unexpected, this kind of power could only be possessed by cultivators in the Spirit Vortex Realm, and it could be used.

Wu Xuan had also learned about the power of the ancestral dragon's red flame in his body before, and after the demon beasts cultivated to the tenth level, some of the demon beasts would awaken the power of the elements in their bloodlines, such as gold, wood, and water. Fire. Earth, wind, fire, thunder, the power of the ancestral dragon Chiyan in Wu Xuan's dantian is also equivalent to a fire element, and of course there are some special attributes.

When a tenth-level cultivator condenses a spiritual vortex, he will hunt a tenth-level demon beast with elemental power in his bloodline, absorb the elemental power in his bloodline, and condense the elemental power in his own spiritual vortex, and then the cultivators of the spiritual vortex realm can use the elemental power.

Wu Xuan has not yet reached the Spirit Vortex Realm, he is about to use the power of this red flame in the dantian, and he is still a little stunned in his heart, not knowing if his meridians can withstand the power of this red flame, and what Wu Xuan has in his body is still the red flame of the ancient ancestral dragon.

"Your meridians have been tempered by the blood of the ancestral dragon and the blood lingzhi, there shouldn't be a big problem!" Tongtian Zhu also knew Wu Xuan's thoughts, and said in his immature tone.

"Okay!" Wu Xuan knew that there could only be one way, if he continued like this, he would not have the confidence to defeat the Nether Head Wolf.

"Let's decide the winner with one move!" Wu Xuan agreed, his eyes stared at the direction of the Nether-headed wolf, and he said word by word, and when the words fell, Wu Xuan used the Transformation Technique to try to mobilize the power of the red flame in the dantian.

At the beginning, the power of the red flame in Wu Xuan's dantian seemed to be rooted in his dantian, no matter how Wu Xuan operated the Immortal Technique, the power of the red flame in the dantian did not move at all.

"Move me!"

Wu Xuan was also a little anxious, roared angrily, and the metamorphosis in his body worked even harder.

Just when Wu Xuan was anxious, he felt that the power of the red flame in his body suddenly moved, and with the first move, Wu Xuan attracted the trace of red flame mixed with spiritual power to run into the meridians.

As soon as this power entered the meridians, Wu Xuan felt that his meridians were like a burning fire, a hot pain, but since this was the case, Wu Xuan still gritted his teeth and forced the red flame in his body to run on the long sword.

A little bit of fiery red spiritual power bearer, the terrifying red flame slowly wrapped the Qinghong long sword in Wu Xuan's hand, and the fiery red spiritual power wave on the sword body, the surrounding space seemed to have been affected, and began to distort.

The Netherworld Lord Wolf also felt the terrifying energy in Wu Xuan's long sword at this time, giving it a sense of danger, the wolf howled, arching its back even more, and it was also accumulating a little bit of strength.

Wu Xuan saw that the claws of the ghost wolf had changed from white at the beginning to crimson, with a demonic aura.

Howl!

In the end, the ghost wolf roared angrily, and its huge body pounced directly towards Wu Xuan!

Chop!

Wu Xuan also roared angrily, slowly waved the Qinghong Sword in his hand, and slashed it out directly.

Bang!

The fiery red long sword shook together with the nether head wolf's crimson claws, and with a bang, the scorching spiritual power and terrifying evil aura came out wantonly, directly sweeping Wu Xuan's ten zhang radius.

chop

After a stalemate of one sword and one claw, it was only ten breaths, Wu Xuan shouted again, and the hands holding the long sword were hard again.

With this loud shout, the long sword attached to the terrifying red flame power directly cut off the nether-headed wolf's crimson claws, and then the trend continued unabated, and the long sword directly slashed through the throat of the nether-headed wolf.

A sword seals the throat!

Oh~~

The Netherhead Wolf howled, and finally glanced at Wu Xuan unwillingly, and his body fell to the ground in a disorderly manner.

Burst~

Seeing the Netherhead Wolf fall to the ground, Wu Xuan's originally suppressed churning qi and blood in his body could no longer be suppressed, and he spit out a mouthful of blood again, and his strong spirit also withered a lot.

"It's finally solved!" Wu Xuan took a few breaths with his long sword, and then staggered to the side of the head wolf's corpse, took out the head wolf's demon beast, and at the same time used the Transformation Technique to absorb the blood energy of the head wolf.

After dealing with the first wolf, Wu Xuan propped up his body and walked to the depths of the Henglian Mountain Range, and when he walked to the place where he had fought with the Han family just now, Wu Xuan put away the corpses of the four demon wolves again.

"Their lair should be near here, your injuries are not light now, find a place to recover first!" At this time, Tongtian Zhu also came out, looked at the injured Wu Xuan, and said slowly.

Wu Xuan nodded, observing the environment around him, and finally his gaze fell on the hillside where the Nether Wolf had first appeared.

Climbing up the hillside, Wu Xuan saw that not far behind this hillside, there was a big cave in the location of a mountain, and it should be the place where the ghost wolf lived.

"There should be elixir around the cave!" Tong Tianzhu stood on the top of the hillside, wearing a red belly pocket and Wu Xuan, who was dressed in tatters, standing together, quite a different flavor.

"Then look for it!"

Tongtianzhu said this, Wu Xuan did not deny it, agreed, and staggered down.