"Boom!"

Above the sky, Shen Feng stepped on one foot, and Mokov's body fell heavily, shattering half of the snow-capped mountains, and his body fell into countless rubbles and disappeared.

Shen Feng descended from the sky and landed lightly on the snow, and in front of him was the thousand-foot high cliff that had just been knocked out of the ravine.

He glanced down indifferently and shook his head slightly.

"Darkborn werewolves, it's not as terrible as rumored, it's too weak!"

Shen Chuanyong secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, he was beaten at the hands of this dark werewolf, and from beginning to end, the dark werewolf never used all his strength against him, completely teasing him like a mouse.

But in front of Shen Feng, such a terrible Dark Werewolf has become so unbearable, and even being judged by Shen Feng with the word "too weak", it is really laughable.

"Sure enough, with him, no matter what desperate situation, don't worry!"

Zhao Tingting can only sigh secretly, just appearing can make people extremely relieved, where to find this kind of man?

The mountains below shattered, and among the snowflakes in the sky, a black claw slowly poked out of it, bloodstained and trembling.

Mokov shook his head lightly and slowly crawled out of the pile of rubble, the previous arrogance and invincibility, no longer visible, now he was covered in scars, and his hard fur was covered with blood.

He raised his head and stared at the arrogant slender figure on the cliff, his pupils constricted.

Since he was born, he has hardly encountered any setbacks and resistance, and he has run rampant in Russia, and I don't know how many Russian warriors have been eaten alive by him and reduced to a good meal.

He has always believed that the Darkspawn werewolves are the most powerful race in the world, and with him they can stand proudly in the world and trample on countless existences.

But today, he was truly aware of the horror of human warriors.

He also finally understood why the elders of the clan would say: "Human warriors, not to be underestimated!"

The young human who was looking down at him at this moment was definitely the most special type of existence among the human martial artists, and they were able to beat him to the point where they were powerless.

"Human!"

He clenched his fists, then suddenly raised his head to the sky, and a wolf howl echoed in all directions.

"Whew!"

The sound of the wolf's howl, as if with some kind of magical power, rippled in the air, and spread.

All the blood on Mokov's body, at this moment, became more bright red and dazzling, scarlet incomparable, flashing with a strange light.

The next moment, he suddenly rose to the sky, stepping on the void, level with the sky.

The countless blood qi around his body condensed on his body, turning into a blood-colored film, squirming violently, and finally condensed into a blood-colored scale armor, covering his entire body.

"Bloody rage, on!"

Mokov's eyes grew stronger and stronger, and his body seemed to have nearly doubled in size as he covered the scales.

An incomparably violent aura spread rapidly between heaven and earth, and countless birds and beasts prostrate on the ground, as if they were surrendering to the King of Ten Thousand Beasts.

In an instant, Mokov, who was severely injured by Shen Feng's fierce attack, suddenly grew his aura, several times more than before.

Shen Feng stared at Mokov in the sky, slightly surprised.

He could naturally see that Mokov had turned on a certain power, fusing his own essence and blood on the surface of his body, mobilizing his blood and qi to fight, and his momentum was several times larger than before.

"Human, today, I'm going to break you into pieces!"

Mokov, who has fallen into a bloody rage, has bloodlust in his eyes, a state unique to the Darkspawn werewolves, and can only be turned on when facing a powerful enemy.

Burning their own blood in exchange for greater combat power, once the Darkspawn werewolves turn on this state, it represents their monstrous determination to kill their enemies.

"Good, as long as you can do it!"

Shen Feng's expression did not change in the slightest, his figure gradually rose up, he stood in the sky with Mokov, and hooked his fingers at Mokov.

"Sky Wolf Howling Moon!"

Mokov's claws folded, then abruptly withdrew, and a dark light erupted from his mouth, from small to large, turning into a crescent moon.

The crescent moon was like a sickle form, at first it was only a few meters in size, but in just a short moment, it was more than ten times stronger, and a crescent-shaped energy of tens of meters in size struck and crossed half of the sky.

Shen Feng's body did not move, allowing the crescent-shaped energy to rage.

This energy swept across the sky, pressing straight through, and the sharp qi was fully revealed.

When he reached a few feet in front of Shen Feng, he gently reached out his palm.

"Poof!"

I saw Shen Feng's five fingers curled slightly, and then contracted suddenly, and the edge of the crescent-shaped energy impact was actually pinched in his hand at the moment when the white horse passed through the gap.

"What?"

Mokov's bloodthirsty eyes shrank again, as if he had seen something unbelievable to him.

Shen Feng pinched the crescent-shaped shock wave with one hand, and this force could no longer advance an inch, and it stopped in the sky very abruptly.

"With a special state, is that all you have?"

His eyes flashed lightly, with a hint of disdain, and then his five fingers suddenly recovered.

"Click!"

A crisp sound came out, and the crescent-shaped energy shockwave, under his grip, shattered from the center and turned into a dark light point in the sky.

"How is this possible?"

Mokov opened and closed widely, and the horror in his eyes spread out bit by bit.

The Sky Wolf Howling Moon is one of the natal moves of their Dark Werewolf lineage, and the attack power is so powerful, the elders of their Dark Werewolf Clan are rumored to have used this move to cut off three human king-level martial artists in an instant.

Even if his strength is not as good as the elders in the clan, he is also one of the few young generations, and the Heavenly Wolf Howling Moon that he sent with all his strength was so easily crushed by Shen Feng, what kind of strength is the human martial artist in front of him?

"You dark werewolves, you should have lived in Russia for a long time, you don't know whether you are alive or dead, you dare to cross the border into our country to kill innocents, and hurt my uncle, killing you, it's too cheap for you!"

Shen Feng's voice was indifferent, and with a move of his palm, a brilliant flame rose up, and then burst and rolled on his palm, finally turning into a delicate spear condensed from flames.

"It's an attack technique I almost never use, it's called the 'Soul Eater Flame Spear'. ”

"Those who are struck will be slowly eaten away from their vitality bit by bit, endure endless pain, and slowly die after unimaginable torture!"

"A beast like you, it's just right to use it against you!"

Shen Feng's eyes were cold, he had never used it since he had used Zhurong Divine Fire to cultivate the "Spirit Devouring Flame Spear", because this move was too vicious and contrary to the harmony of heaven, but Mokov, the dark werewolf, had already made him really angry.

The Spirit Devouring Flame Spear can take away the opportunity of life and destroy the root of people, it is a powerful means to torture the enemy and then kill the enemy, this is the first time that Shen Feng has used it since he left the mountain.

"I can also let you experience the pain of being skinned and torn apart!"

In Mokov's terrified eyes, Shen Feng's right hand was gently swung out, and the flame spear in his hand shot away abruptly.

In an instant, heaven and earth were slaughtered!

(End of chapter)