"It's a little more powerful than just now, but it's only enough to loosen my muscles. At this time, Ling Feng's voice sounded again: "Come on, comeon!

Looking at Ling Feng's playful expression, the wolf was almost crazy.

"Give me death!" The werewolf suddenly came to Ling Feng's side, and two wolf claws slashed at Ling Feng's head with a cold cold light.

Ling Feng sighed: "It seems that a mongrel is a mongrel, although it has grafted some of the werewolf bloodline, but the inheritance of the werewolf bloodline, you haven't learned it at all, since this is the case, there is no need for me to continue to play with you!"

In the shocked gaze of the werewolf, his wolf claws actually split into the air!

A chill surged into the werewolf's heart, such a close distance actually escaped his own attack blockade, this man's strength ...... Is it already S-class?

In the underground world, there are many A-level masters, but there are very few S-level masters, because there is a difference between the two!

If the A-level is the limit that human beings can reach at present, then the S-class is the legendary demigod realm! As a demigod, the S-level is something that the A-level master cannot compete with!

"Are you looking for me?" Ling Feng's voice came from behind the werewolf.

As soon as the werewolf turned around, he saw Ling Feng's big foot pressed his face!

The three-meter-tall werewolf seemed to have been hit by a train, shattering several layers of walls before slowly stopping.

The werewolf felt his face burning, and his nose was stepped on by Ling Feng's kick.

The werewolf felt humiliated, although this kick did not hurt him too much, but the feeling of being trampled on his face with his foot deeply insulted his self-esteem as a mongrel werewolf!

"Die!" the werewolf stood up, the footprints on his face clearly visible.

Ling Feng slapped his head: "I forgot that you are a werewolf, and you are also known as a copper-headed, iron-boned tofu waist, no wonder this kick made my feet feel distressed!"

"I, who absorbed Yuehua, is not something you can compete with!" As he spoke, the scars on the werewolf's face gradually recovered!

Sure enough, under the moonlight, the werewolf's combat power and resilience will skyrocket by a step, and if it is the night of the full moon on the fifteenth, I am afraid it will be stronger.

However, there was no fluctuation on Ling Feng's face, and this improvement of the werewolf was like a weaker ant becoming a stronger ant to Ling Feng.

"Since you have been beaten like this, then I can also let go of my hands and feet, the taste of being restrained is really uncomfortable!" Ling Feng shook his wrist, and a crackling sound sounded all over his body.

The werewolf's face froze, although he couldn't see what hole cards Ling Feng had, but the beast's intuition told him that the man in front of him was very dangerous!

"I don't believe it, I have the blessing of the blood moon, can't I beat this nameless person who came out of nowhere?"

With the werewolf's shout, the faces of the five B-level masters who had originally entangled Brother Zhang sank, and then abandoned Brother Zhang and ran in the direction of the werewolf.

Brother Zhang's body softened and fell, although these five guys were one level lower than themselves, but with the blessing of the moonlight, their consumption was much lower than their own, and as time went on, they couldn't withstand their attacks!

Thanks to their departure now, if they wait a little longer, they will really suffer a big loss!

Listening to the werewolf's shout, Ling Feng did not attack, but waited quietly.

A moment later, five other werewolf masters also rushed over and surrounded the A-level werewolves, and the A-class werewolves stretched out their huge claws and actually smashed the heads of the five werewolves next to them with a slap.

The wolf's paws stirred in their heads, then they pulled out five dark red beads, stuffed them into their mouths, and chewed them heavily.

When Chen Ming and Yun Hanrui saw this scene, they couldn't help but tumble in their stomachs, fortunately Yun Hanrui didn't eat anything, otherwise they would have vomited on the spot.

"The wolf king guardian of the werewolf clan?" Ling Feng shook his head: "Sure enough, it is a group of mongrels, the real wolf king guard, just using the power of other werewolf clans, it is not harmful to life, but now it ......"

"You know what!" The werewolf swallowed five beads, and the momentum on his body soared, and he felt that infinite power appeared in his body, and he even felt that he could shatter a mountain with one punch!

"Also, what do I have to say to you bastard?" Ling Feng shook his head slightly: "Since you have offended my rebels, you must have a plan to withstand my wrath!

As soon as Ling Feng's words were finished, his figure disappeared in front of the werewolf's eyes.

"What a speed!" The werewolf was shocked, and before he could react, Ling Feng had already come to him.

With a bang, Ling Feng punched the werewolf in the chest!

With a click, the werewolf's body shook, and he actually took a few steps backwards.

"Stand up, I only used thirty percent of my strength, and this strength can't kill you!" Ling Feng said in a cold voice.

The werewolf leaped to his feet, waving his hands, and the wolf's claws slashed through the air, crossing into a large net to envelop Ling Feng in it.

The strength of the werewolf has increased greatly, and the power of the wolf's claws can even easily cut through the steel! With Ling Feng's flesh and blood, it will definitely not be his opponent!

The werewolf was fantasizing about how to dismantle Ling Feng in eight pieces, whether it was steamed or boiled, when he felt that his hands were imprisoned by a powerful force.

Ling Feng lightly grabbed the werewolf's claws: "This little strength dares to come to Huaxia to be arrogant?

As he spoke, Ling Feng's hand slowly exerted force, the werewolf's face turned red, he tried to get rid of Ling Feng's control, but no matter how much strength he used, he couldn't break free from Ling Feng's control!

The werewolf was frightened, he knew very well his current strength, even if he met a master at the peak of the A-rank, he would not be able to be suppressed so easily, the only possibility was that this man's strength had reached the legendary S-level!

And the S-class powerhouse with the mask of the bloody hand Shura...... Could it be that he really can't do it with a bloody hand Shura?

Thinking of the murderous legendary deeds of the Bloody Hand Shura, the werewolf couldn't help but tremble in his heart: "You...... Are you Shura-sama?"

Ling Feng smiled and said, "What's the matter? I can't beat it and start begging for mercy? It's too late! You better lie down for me honestly!"

Saying that, the strength of Ling Feng's hand suddenly increased, and the werewolf felt two torrents of desolate power pouring into his two wolf claws, only to hear the click, his two arms actually completely lost their mobility.

Then Ling Feng kicked the werewolf in the chest, and the werewolf screamed, his chest collapsed, and he passed out on the ground.

"Cut, I haven't used my strength yet, why did you collapse?"