> "Blood Wolf Howling Moon!"

"Stop him!"

Looking at the red moon hanging in the air, like dripping blood, and the lone wolf standing on the top of the mountain, with injuries all over his body, his hair almost dyed red, and howling in the sky.

Wang Dayu, the master of the Wusheng Dao Altar, suddenly thought of the legend about the blood wolf Xiaoyue that he had seen in a certain miscellaneous book, his face suddenly changed greatly, his eyes kept shrinking, and he shouted loudly in horror.

"Stop him!"

"We must stop him, or we will all die!"

"No!"

"No!"

Around him, the guards wearing white robes and yellow turbans on their heads, although they didn't know what the blood wolf Xiaoyue was, and they didn't know why Wang Dayu's face suddenly became ugly, but they still nodded heavily, and under the leadership of the leader, they surged down from the high platform like a tide.

The sword was unsheathed and rushed towards the city with murderous vigour.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The crimson color was like red silk, and the viscous breath hung down from the blood-colored full moon.

makes the already tragic battlefield even more weird.

Yang Shou stood in the blood-red moonlight with a dull face, the ruins and broken walls, the beacon fires, and the blood flowing, in this background, his whole person revealed a kind of tragedy.

Under the influence of the blood moon, Yang Shou's eyes instantly turned scarlet like a wolf, and the muscles of his whole body opened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The sturdy nail leaves were stretched open by him like scales, revealing the uneven, explosive, and infinitely powerful muscles inside.

Red blood, under the influence of the blood moon, churned like a tidal wave.

A trace of pure power made Yang Shou's muscle fibers twist in a spiral shape.

None of these are the most striking, though.

What is amazing is that Yang Shou's inseparable cyan, like the family heirloom knife of autumn water, is like a bloodbath, and under the illumination of the moonlight, it keeps exuding a strange red glow.

"Kill!"

Yang Shou looked at the warriors who gathered and wanted to capture the thief and the king, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up, revealing an extremely hideous smile like a demon.

The heirloom knife in the shell suddenly came out of its sheath.

I saw a red glow, spreading out like a tide.

The samurai, who clenched the spear in both hands and twisted his muscles like a dragon, was slashed by a red sword before he could react.

His body seemed to have been planted with some strange bomb, and after the knife came to him, it exploded in an instant.

White bones and red tendons suddenly gushed out.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

There were a few mute sounds like firecrackers.

Several warriors with strong bodies and amazing momentum were killed by Yang Shou in an instant.

"Ahh

Whether it was the government soldiers or the people of the Shenwu Battalion, they all looked at the city with a frightened expression.

Yang Shou, who has always been gentle and elegant, has the influence of the blood moon, wandering around the city like a demon, as long as he encounters his warriors, he will be cut down, and the muscles of his body will collapse and die.

"What kind of power is this... ”

"It's so horrible!"

"Demons!"

"Blood Knife Kills God!"

The warriors of the Shenwu Battalion, who were not afraid of death, were afraid for the first time when they looked at Yang Shou, who was soaked in blood all over his body and whose long knives kept screaming and dripping blood.

"Blood Wolf Howling Moon!"

"It's the blood wolf roaring moon!"

"Unexpectedly, General Yang turned out to be the descendant of Yang Lao Linggong, and was able to break through the shackles of the bloodline and stimulate the talent of the bloody wolf Xiaoyue in the killing!"

The deputy general with an elegant face looked at the blood moon in the sky and Yang Shou who seemed to be killing a god, the divine light in his eyes kept flashing, and his face was full of excitement and excitement.

"General!"

"What is the Blood Wolf Howling Moon, why have I never heard of it?"

The soldier next to him saw that the adjutant general's mood fluctuations were very huge, and asked with curiosity on his face.

"No wonder you've never heard of ... ”

"Because, this talent only exists in the bloodline of the Tianbo Yang family... ”

"Even if you hear about it, you may never be able to see it once in your life!"

"As we all know, the ancestor of the Tianbo Yang family is Yang Lao Linggong of the previous dynasty. ”

"Yang Lao Linggong has fought countless battles in his life and made great achievements for the previous dynasty, but the king of the previous dynasty has no way to do it, and he is very jealous of Yang Lao Linggong's prestige in the army. There are villains who are secretly slandering... ”

"So much so that a generation of war gods fell into Qinghe, whenever later generations say this, they are all embarrassed!"

The adjutant general looked at the air, his eyes were misty, as if he had fallen into endless memories, and said in a whisper.

"That's right!"

"If Yang Lao Linggong hadn't been victimized by traitors, he would definitely be able to step on Qilian Mountain and make my human race famous!"

The people around thought of that period of history, and couldn't help but secretly shake their heads, with a sigh on their faces.

"But what few people know is ... ”

"When Yang Lao Linggong was in a desperate situation, he actually had a chance to escape. But he fought to the death and did not retreat, and finally activated the power in his bloodline, that is, the blood wolf Xiaoyue!"

"Under the illumination of blood, Yang Lao Linggong's combat power has doubled, and he can be called invincible, one person killed seven in and seven out in the enemy formation, beheaded thousands, picked more than 100 generals with guns, and finally died of exhaustion!!"

"The foreigners are afraid that this matter will affect the morale of the coalition forces, so they keep it a secret!"

"The king of the previous dynasty was mediocre, worried about being attacked by the courtiers, and also concealed this matter... ”

"It is precisely for this reason that there are not too many people who know the existence of the "Blood Wolf Howling Moon"... ”

The adjutant general looked at the blood moon in the sky, looked reverent and reminiscing, and said with some admiration.

"What?"

"With the power of one person, kill seven in and seven out of tens of thousands of troops!"

"And with his old age and frailty, he picked up hundreds of generals, and in the end, he was not killed by the enemy, but died of exhaustion because of old age and frailty!"

"How is this possible?"

"Even the legendary Changshan Zhao Zilong, it's nothing more than that, right? You must know that when Changshan Zhao Zilong was in the prime of life when he was in Changbanpo, he was at the peak of his qi and blood and reaction. And Yang Lao Linggong was already a hero in the twilight of his life, and his blood was defeated, from this point of view, Yang Lao Linggong's combat power standing under the blood moon was not under Changshan Zhao Zilong!"

"Under the blood moon, I am invincible... ”

"I didn't expect that General Yang would unleash the power in his blood in such a situation... It's a blessing for me!"

"Press it up!"

"Let's help General Yang together!"

The elegant-faced lieutenant drew his sword, his face was red, green tendons appeared, and his voice was loud, like a thunderbolt.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the government were inspired by the story of Yang Lao Linggong, regardless of the exhaustion of their bodies, and burst out with an even more amazing momentum, under the leadership of Yang Shou, they pressed on the head of the city like a pack of wolves hunting.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

Yang Shou's face was red, and the hot qi and blood were like boiling water, constantly tumbling in his veins.

Wisps of white steam emerged from the Baihui acupoint above his head, straight into the sky, looking like clouds and smoke, and like white mist.

"Spirited wolf smoke!"

"Martial Sage!"

Looking at the white smoke above Yang Shou's head, Wang Dayu's eyes kept shrinking, his lips kept trembling, and his face was afraid and desperate.

"No!"

"The spirit of the martial arts saint wolf smoke can't blow in the wind, and the rain can't be extinguished... Although the essence qi above his head also formed the shape of smoke, it seemed to be somewhat similar to the essence wolf smoke, but it was much thinner. And in the breeze, there is a noticeable shaking... ”

"He's not a martial saint yet!"

The old butler's face was pale, standing behind Wang Dayu like a zombie, and when he saw the spirit wolf smoke above Yang Shou's head, his eyes also shrank suddenly.

But after careful observation, his original heart slowly let go again.

"Yang Shou was blessed by the blood moon, and his whole body was burned with qi and blood, helping him temporarily break through a realm!"

"According to the old slave's analysis, his current strength should be between the innate and the martial arts master... ”

"As long as we are not afraid of losses and are carrying out a sneak attack, we will definitely be able to kill him!"

"Young Master!"

"Let's go as an old slave!"

The old butler, with gray hair, an iron face, and ten black fingers, looked at the blood moon in the sky, the blood-colored lone wolf, his eyes contracted slightly, and his tone was extremely firm.

"Yes!"

"Old butler!"

"You must kill Yang Shou, don't be killed by him, and don't be killed by him Blood Wolf Howling Moon!"

Wang Dayu didn't expect the old housekeeper to take the initiative to ask for battle, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes. But the area covered by the blood moon is getting bigger and bigger, and he can't help but hesitate, nod heavily, and say with some please.

"Please rest assured, young master!"

"Even if the old slave risked his life, he must kill Yang Shou!"

The old housekeeper felt the solemnity in Wang Dayu's words, nodded without any hesitation, and said solemnly.

Wang Dayu looked at the old housekeeper who turned around and was about to leave, his lips kept chattering, and after a while, he squeezed out a sentence as if squeezing toothpaste:

"Under the blood moon, I am invincible!"

"Stay safe!"

"Come back alive!"

"No!"

The old butler, who was moving quickly, couldn't help but stagnate, his eyes kept flashing, revealing a look of emotion, and after a while, he nodded heavily, as if assuring, and said:

"Young master, don't worry... ”

"The old slave must come back alive!"

"If Yang Lao Linggong is here, the old slave will definitely run as far as he can. ”

"But now standing at the head of the city is just a wolf cub who has not yet become a climate, and he can't spare the life of the old slave!"

"Yes!"

Listening to the old butler's oath that seemed to be assured and full of confidence.

The worry in Wang Dayu's eyes decreased slightly, but his eyes kept falling on the old housekeeper and did not leave for a while.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

The family heirloom knife in Yang Shou's hand was like a demon knife, constantly chirping, and a little greedily sucking every drop of blood.

Blood!

Infinite blood!

Because of the endless slaughter, the whole city looks like a terrible mill of flesh and blood.

Bright red blood snaked like a stream over the city, and finally fell to the ground down the drain.

Dye large areas of green grass red...

People on both sides are controlled by killing, in addition to killing, it is still killing, only when one side completely falls, this killing will be completely ended...

Yang Shou is like a demon crawling out of the Nine Shadows, and his whole body is stained red with blood... The already red family heirloom knife became even more demonic, as if it was alive, and it kept flickering with Yang Shou's breathing.

The blood moon grew brighter and brighter, and a trace of blood-like substance dripped from the sky.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

The wolf king with green hair all over his body had more and more wounds all over his body, the red blood and the blood moon fused together, and almost half of the originally blue and white hair turned red.

Only on the chest, there is a crescent-shaped birthmark, which has not completely turned red.

As long as this crescent moon turns red, the Blood Wolf Howling Moon will truly be completed, and at that time, as long as it is within the scope of the Blood Moon, Yang Shou's combat power will be completely increased by one level.

In other words, at that time, he will have a combat power comparable to that of a martial arts master!

Soon!

Soon!

It's about to end, traitor, a certain family will definitely break your corpse into pieces today!

Thinking of this, the corners of Yang Shou's mouth couldn't help but turn up, revealing an unusually cruel and bloody smile.

Suddenly!

A black, thin, fishy-smelling, chicken-like palm that appeared very abruptly from the ground and slapped Yang Shou's chest that was not completely naked.

"Thief, wait!"

The deputy general, who had been paying attention all the time, looked at the black, foul-smelling palm, and Yang Shou, who was unaware, his face suddenly changed greatly, his eyes kept shrinking, and he roared loudly.