The Wind Wolf, as the name suggests, is as fast as the wind, and the speed of its attack can be imagined. This is challenging Lang Yu's limit, and what Lang Yu doesn't know is that this wind wolf is about to advance to the advanced demon beast.

Wolves are quite agile and ferocious creatures.

Langyu's next opponent was now crouching in a cave in a meadow. Suddenly, two dark blue fires lit up in the dark cavern, listening vigilantly to the movement outside the cave.

It had fortified the hole and cleaned it up. It naturally felt like it was going to sleep, and maybe he would get out of here after a while. In the past hundred years, it has fought countless times, and now it is finally about to achieve a positive result, and since then it has squeezed into the ranks of spirit beasts.

The Wind Wolf quietly felt the fluctuations on the ground, is there still a final battle?

It is not afraid of battle, and the lives under its claws are the ladder of its preaching.

Lang Yu stepped into a silent territory, and he knew that this must be the lair of a fierce beast. It was very quiet, and the experience of the past few days had taught him that it was so quiet only near the lair of the leading beast.

"Whoa, whoa" Stepping on the dead leaves that fell to the ground, Langyu finally appeared on a meadow. There was not a single tree or shrub in a radius of more than two miles, but only three or five bags of earth undulating. He smelled a killing intent, pulled his fingers into his mouth and sucked (sucked), and between those two fingers was the remaining half of the demon pill from last night, which he swallowed into his mouth at the moment. This is the method he thought of for a long time, the pill is not good, so he started the idea of the demon pill. I just didn't dare to take it out, so I stuffed my fingers into my mouth and swallowed it. He didn't expect that devouring the demon pill was actually much stronger than the pill, and it didn't have such a strong reaction as yesterday afternoon.

Uncle Gamble once said that after opening up a hidden vein, his physique was already equivalent to a first-order demon beast. In the previous days of fighting, it was true that not a single beast could hurt him. It is equivalent to a demon beast, but it does not mean that he can kill below the demon beast, if he opens the giant cave, Lang Yu believes that he can do it, but he doesn't dare to use it more now, unless it is to save his life.

He could see that every beast he had killed was not idle, and even the weakest one-horned lion himself had almost died under its claws. Leading beasts, those are all existences that crawled out of countless life-and-death duels, so every Langyu did not dare to take it lightly.

After closing his eyes and looking inward, the red hidden veins were indeed fuller again, and then he walked forward lightly.

He was a human, not a demon beast, so he just felt the murderous intent and didn't find out where the beast was. Lang Yu held the short sword in his right hand, searched sideways and forward, and kept turning his head to look behind him. Now he has undoubtedly become a good hunter, but it is not a profession he likes, but he has to do it. Today's battle is to keep the white lotion he has fought so hard for, who knows if tomorrow's Langyu will fight again for what he wants to protect? At least he didn't think about it now.

Suddenly, a blue light shot out from under the grass, and only a shadow pounced. It's so fast, so fast that the nerves only have time to travel from the brain to the ends. As soon as Lang Yu leaned back, he narrowly avoided it, but there were still two blood marks on his shoulder, and he was injured with only one blow. After the blue light passed, Lang Yu jumped out of the way, reached out and touched his shoulder, and raised his hand to look at the blood stains on his fingers.

Faster than the Flame Leopard, and with sharper claws and fingers, he actually broke through his demon body. This is Langyu's evaluation of this blow.

The wolf's attack never "howled" like a tiger and a leopard, but it made Lang Yu bleed for the first time.

Green hair, blue eyes, pointed ears, thin mouth. This wind wolf was thinner than the leopard, but Lang Yu would never dare to despise it. Just this moment was enough for him to tense up the muscles of his whole body.

What is ferocious, is in that pair of eyes. The eyes glittered with greed, never fearful or adversary, and the light it emitted made you feel that you were not a man, not a living being, but just a prey waiting for him to tear apart, as if facing a dead man.

Lang Yu fought a cold war, if he didn't have to make a special move, he would be a fierce opponent. He struck first, and the short sword in his hand "snapped" left and right, and also started at an incredible angle, dangling from the left. Under the three steps of "Oooooooo

"Hmph" The wind wolf didn't seem to care about the sword, and kicked his legs over. Unexpectedly, he saw the target, jumped in a straight line, Lang Yu only had an iron plate bridge posture, almost lying on the ground, only to let go of the claws, and at the same time quickly stabbed out a sword, and a piece of fur flew up.

Today's Longyu is no longer as good as a few days ago. Not only did I have some experience, but I also learned how to save effort, no way, the Xuan Qi in the body is precious and very much.

If it is a knife in his hand, then it is not this effect, Lang Yu sighed in his heart. It's a pity that the knives in his ring were all used up in the battle of Luoying Ridge.

The Wind Wolf spun around almost in mid-air and landed silently on the grass. Lifting his right leg, he licked the wound greedily a few times, and the sword slashed the outside of his right hind leg.

Just when Lang Yu's feet were not very firm, the wind wolf had already pounced again, with its head in front and its paws behind, sticking to the turf, and devoured Lang Yu's lower body in one bite.

The seven-star footwork was as fast as a meteor, and Lang Yu's right foot floated to the left a little, and he turned around and pulled out a sword. If you slow down, the sharp teeth are almost gnawing at the feet that Lang Yu lifted. The wolf's waist turned, his claws opened, and three black lights slapped at the figure of the blood robe. "Snort" grabbed the air with a claw, but took another sword behind the buttocks.

Compared to the first two beasts, the back of the wind wolf is a weak point, and its tail is not as powerful as those two guys.

A man and a wolf are like two lights and shadows constantly shuttling and changing on the grass, and sometimes wisps of blood fly up. In this battle, Lang Yu was injured, not only in one place at the beginning, but in less than half an hour, four more were added. If you look closely, there are also a lot of blood stains on the body of the wind wolf, among which the wound under the corner of the eye is the most dangerous, a piece of skin has been turned over, and it almost stabbed the eye. In Langyu's thoughts, if there was a knife in his hand, the battle might have ended at this time.

This time, Ling Songzi watched the whole game. didn't even shy away from Langyu's discovery. It is inconceivable that a child of more than one meter fights against a wind wolf that is three or four times larger than himself, and it seems that he still has the upper hand.

The small teapot was placed in his body, and it didn't seem to be accidental. If possible...... Ling Songzi is really a bit of a pity.

But that little pot is bound to be obtained by himself, and after he takes it himself, it would be strange if he didn't hate it. He couldn't be clearer about things in the cultivation world, he regarded treasures as life, and he himself was an example. Although no matter how carefully he planned, he didn't know the bottom of his heart, but he still had to do it in front of that little teapot. This is knowing that the sky cannot be deceived and deceived the sky, as for the consequences, he can't care so much.

"Ahh The wind wolf actually opened its mouth and spewed out a blue light, even if Lang Yu flashed fast, it couldn't be avoided, it was too sudden. A blow hit Lang Yu's right shoulder, this time it really flew out, and the sword in his hand almost came out.

"Bang" fell to the ground and slid more than three meters away. The wind wolf behind pounced on it with a "whoop".

This is an attack that can only be inflicted by a monster. Ling Songzi shook his head, I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me. Even if he gets the small teapot, this immortal will probably leave a little shadow in his heart.

Lang Yu has nowhere to hide, no matter how exquisite his footwork is, he has to take steps, lying on the grass is doomed to tragedy.

The Wind Wolf is also tragic, after all, it has not advanced to the demon beast, and after casting this attack, this life will be wasted.

It is angry, it is sad, and it hates. Thousands of tears, more than 100 years of refining, just enough of Ning Dan's Xuan Qi, I planned to sleep for two or three years, and then come out as a dignified demon beast, and then set foot on Jindan Avenue. Unexpectedly, the beast was not as good as the sky, so he ran into Lang Yu, a bad star. It's just that the speed that he is best at is that he has suffered a lot of pain in this little deflated three hands. This kid is like a Xiao Qiang who can't be killed, not only is his body fast, but he also can't get into it when he grabs a blood mark. If he continues to fight, he will have to boil him to death, and he has to sacrifice the demon pill that is to be formed, and he has to save his life first if he is hopeless to repair. This beast is worthy of a hundred years of demon age, and has opened up some wisdom, which is also quite a helpless blow.

Dead? just dead? Or finally dead. Ling Songzi was conflicted.

Designing to kill a mortal is really a bit of a fall to the immortal. Looking at the man and beast that fell to the ground, or the wind wolf that fell to the ground, because the wolf body that pounced on it had basically covered Lang Yu. Ling Songzi paused for a moment and did not step forward.

Ling Songzi didn't move, and neither did the Wind Wolf. As if he had to freeze the heroic posture of this moment for him to remember.

After five breaths, there was a buzz, and a breath that made Ling Songzi feel stagnant flashed, and the small teapot floated up, dripping and hanging more than a meter above the head of the wind wolf.

"Dead? really dead. Ling Songzi sighed and walked over slowly. The mouse jumped out of his arms and jumped onto the back of the wind wolf.

"Hey, let's be a master and apprentice, the master won't let you be a corpse in this wilderness, I must find you a feng shui treasure to bury." Standing in front of the Wind Wolf, Ling Songzi said with regret.

"Hehe, I don't need a master, I can sacrifice it. Let's get this wolf out of the way. Ling Songzi didn't say a word, but suddenly a voice came from under the Wind Wolf.

"Ahh Okay, come here for the teacher, come here. Ling Songzi was almost stunned all of a sudden. It seems that he has made another mistake. When I looked forward again, I saw that a section of the tip of the sword was really showing an inch long on the back of the wind wolf's head, but I ignored it just now. Thinking about it at this time, if it really bit Lang Yu to death, why didn't this wolf move.