"Howl~~"

The wolf's howl was deafening, violently slamming into every space, and the dozen or so soldiers who bore the brunt of it suddenly bleed from their ears and noses and collapsed.

"This guy is crazy!" dozens of voices exclaimed in unison.

Originally, mutant werewolves were a group of bloodthirsty and violent beasts with extremely hideous appearances, and the most crazy madmen in the human race were gentle gentlemen compared to them, where could they talk about madness.

However, even by the standards of werewolves, the only remaining mutant werewolf with a height of more than three meters in front of him is really crazy!

Although one after another pus and blood sarcomas were constantly emerging from all over its body, the black and reddish fighting aura that emanated through its body stopped the further collapse of its body.

The sharp pain that every cell inside and outside the body was about to fall apart, the despair of being caught in the enemy group fighting alone, and the bloodthirsty ** torment of tearing the enemy apart, it roared wildly and waved its two giant claws quickly. Under the wave of the tree-like giant arm, the rolled air flow could even be felt by Zheng Zha and the Overlord in the distance. Several soldiers had shot at it with crossbows, but as soon as the arrows entered the wind stirred up by the great arm, they were blown away like dead grass. Roll away.

Due to the difficulty of firepower in hand-to-hand combat, and the fact that the twelve soldiers in strange armor had already run out of ammunition before, they returned to the depths of the castle to change their equipment while the enemy had not launched a new wave of siege.

The berserk werewolf had nothing in his mind but the crazy killing intent. Too much madness and killing intent surged on its body, and even this auspicious mad attack had nowhere to vent, and it even bit off its lower lip and tongue in one bite during the battle, and chewed and swallowed along with the brains of an unlucky ghost that it had bitten to pieces.

Even Van Helsing was in danger and retreated, facing a monster who didn't care whether he was hurt or not, or even whether he won or lost, and just wanted to do everything he could to wave your claws and bite you, this was no longer a battle in the ordinary sense.

Suddenly, the werewolf's long arm fished forward, ignoring the fact that the arm was cut in two pieces by the metal roulette, and taking the opportunity of the roulette wheel being temporarily stuck, the body reached forward, and the flesh and blood were blurred and the fangs were still sharp and hideous, and a huge mouth immediately bit Van Helsing's left shoulder.

Van Helsing was shocked. The fighting spirit immediately ran with all his strength to his left shoulder, and exploded with all his might. Pure white, black and red two fighting spirits collided without reservation. The huge fluctuations of the earth's fighting qi immediately caused a small whirlwind to roll around it. But it couldn't hide Van Helsing's bite on the left shoulder, and there was a clear sound. A series of crackling bones.

At this time. A spear is like a poisonous dragon out of a hole. With a piercing sonic boom. Straight to the werewolf ground, middle and bottom three ways.

The gun is thunderous and wants to pierce a qiē. However, it has a high-quality elastic ash bar, and the gun body is constantly shaking. The tip of the gun swayed. Or up or down. Left or right. It is impossible to grasp the direction of the attack in an instant.

Tie the leg and cut off the root. Bleeding from the waist!

Hit the soul and go. Anti-stabbing ghosts and gods!

Rigidity and softness. Power and Change. Majestic and light. All perfectly blended into one in this shot. This is the extreme of cold weapons. Spear power.

Almost at the same moment, a large amount of blood with broken bones erupted from the knees of the mutant werewolf's legs at the same time, and the wounds on the two knees were no longer piercing, but bursting, shattering almost completely, and the werewolf's huge body also fell like a felled tree.

"Qiang"

The werewolf, who had completely lost his balance, relied on the instinct of a beast to let go of Van Helsing's left shoulder, and freed up his huge mouth to bite the shot that pierced its head, and the high-speed spinning tip of the spear collided with its full mouth of fangs, bursting out a large dazzling spark, and the choking smell of hard tooth enamel being ground into powder in the air, as well as the smell of burnt iron in the air.

The power that erupted at the moment of life and death, the powerful bite force, and the claws that also clung to the barrel of the spear at the same time, finally stopped this shot full of death.

At the same time, it also clamped down on the "loneliness" of the sharpshooter.

At this time, both sides held spears, and the werewolf undoubtedly had the advantage in size, except that it had broken legs, and it lacked a lot of strength in comparison.

And at this moment, Wang Zongchao suddenly stomped his foot.

The stomping sound was huge, and the hard stone slabs under his feet immediately cracked, shattered, and even rolled over in large areas, and a strong shock was transmitted from the ground to all directions, just like a strong earthquake, and people within a radius of ten meters were actually unstable.

With the strength of this stomping, Wang Zongchao's gun was lifted upward, like a hidden dragon ascending to the sky, and he wanted to ride the wind and break through the clouds, which was overwhelming, and suddenly picked up the werewolf at the other end of the gun and flew straight up and out of the ** meter.

Imagine how shocking it would be for a ferocious mutant werewolf who was more than three meters tall to fly up to a height of four or five floors!

And just as the werewolf flew high into the sky and was about to fall back to the highest point, two flashing red javelins roared almost at the same moment, breaking through the werewolf's fighting spirit and sinking deep into his chest and abdomen.

"Boom"

The werewolf in mid-air exploded into a huge firework of flesh and blood, and red and black flesh and white broken bones were sprinkled down, adding to the already bloody battlefield.

This is Zheng Zha's coordinated attack, without greeting him in advance, as long as he saw Wang Zongchao's spear picking upward, he almost instinctively didn't think about it, and now he can throw several javelins in a chain in an instant. In the virtual training ground, this kind of cooperation has been staged hundreds of times, and countless virtual aliens and creepers have hated this trick.

This most fierce and ferocious mutant werewolf who can use his fighting spirit to resist the erosion of the virus has finally been shattered, and there is no corpse, only the head is intact, and the head is gradually restoring from a hideous beast head to a handsome young man with a face full of wounds, but his face is still clearly recognizable, with a smile of relief on his face.

"Oh, no...... Brother!" Princess Anna, who had been directing the soldiers on the spot, almost fainted when she witnessed this scene.

"All I can say is sorry, but that's all we can do. At this time, Chu Xuan's cold voice came from Princess Anna's communicator, and in order to facilitate communication on the battlefield, the reincarnation also handed over a communicator to her.

"For your soft-heartedness, your people have already paid too much blood, and Van Helsing has also paid a heavy price for it!" Princess Anna didn't have time to get angry, Chu Xuan's second sentence almost shattered her uncontrollable grief and anger, along with the family's centuries-old beliefs.

………………

At this moment, a clear and magnetic man's voice came from nowhere.

"The beautiful killing performance, coupled with the fierce collision of cowardice and unyielding, escape and struggle, family affection and responsibility, is really a wonderful drama!"

With this gentle and natural tone, revealing the admiration of the elegant Hungarian aristocratic tone, the nerves of the reincarnators were tense, ten times more tense than the most critical moment when the mutant werewolf broke through the city.

"Pa-pa-pa" There was a round of high-five, slow and low, but extremely penetrating, exactly like the applause of a nobleman of high status after watching a wonderful play.

"Where?" the group looked around nervously, but before they knew it, the fog around them was much thicker, and it was difficult to see where the sound was coming from.

The sound of "pop-pop-pop-pop" high-fives seemed to be much closer, and the rhythm became more rapid.

"Dracula is here, where is it?" the overlord also began to nervously guard back to back with Zheng Zhe, machine guns and javelins pointing aimlessly in all directions, the invisible pressure in the dense fog was so oppressive and terrifying that even warriors like them who had been tested in the real and virtual worlds were slightly flustered.

At this time, the twelve soldiers in strange armor who had replaced their guns also rushed to the city wall again, their guns patrolling the dense fog ahead.

The "Papa-Pa

But the expressions of the people who heard the high-fives did not seem to be less cheerful, on the contrary, they became more and more ugly, and even became a little painfully distorted as the applause intensified.

The ordinary villagers and warriors began to fold their hands in front of their chests, clutching their chests, and slowly sat down, their bodies shaking for a while.

People couldn't believe it, they could hear their heartbeat clearly, "dong dong dong" was heavy and powerful, and it became faster and more powerful with the rhythm of the applause, and finally the whole chest cavity beat with it.

At this time, the applause is like the window edge hit by a torrential rain, and you can't even hear the pause in the middle, "pop pop".

"Ahh

"Roar!"

A majestic roar rushed into the sky, the sound could split the clouds, and even the dense fog around it was stirred to roll and boil like the waves of the angry sea, but the overflowing power directly shook everyone. Even if you are deaf, you can feel the power of this roar with only your skin and muscles, and the air in the entire castle and even in the square vibrates and trembles in this roar, and suddenly hides the strange magic of the high-fives.

This roar is beyond the reach of even the wolf howl of the werewolf Wicken, but this is not a lion's roar, the real lion's roar needs to be matched with a complete set of exercises, practiced to a high depth with the power of subduing demons and subduing demons, at least it is also a skill above level B, Wang Zongchao just uses the internal force of ice and fire to make the air in the lungs first meet the sudden cold contraction, and then the huge roar that swells and erupts in the heat instantly, just like suddenly detonating a bomb between the chest and abdomen, domineering, head-to-head, the loud sound is enough to make the enemy frightened, and the exhalation is enough to break down a brick wall and directly kill the opponent, although there is no magic power of the lion's roar of Buddhism, but there is also a thunderous anger, thunderbolt-like domineering power.

There is no record of this martial art in the Ice and Fire Evil Fist cheats, it is purely created by Wang Zongchao, which is also the strength and toughness of his body that has cultivated iron bones, forging bones and medicine refining to be able to do so, if ordinary Ice and Fire Evil Fist cultivators use this move, they are afraid that they will also spurt blood due to the rupture of the alveoli.

However, despite this, the use of this trick will still bring a huge load to the body, and it should not be used lightly.

"Huh?" The man was surprised to see his high-five interrupted, but he didn't give another high-five.

At this moment, a gust of wind swept in, and the wind brought an extremely thick bloody aura, making everyone who bore the brunt of it feel like they were blowing the sea breeze above the boundless sea of blood in hell.

The wind colored the fog with a hazy red light, like a boiling sea of blood, and in the midst of the sea of blood appeared a whirlpool like the eye of a hurricane, and in the whirlpool stood out a huge black carriage, pulled by two tall black horses, rushing straight out of the blood-colored mist.