Chapter 372: Hell Slaughterhouse
I saw that the person who was originally knocked down by the evil wolf rose up in vain, his arms were green and violent, and he grabbed the skin and flesh on the side of the wolf's neck and the hair that was not thin or thick, clenched his fist as solid as iron, and raised his fist high, pulling out the momentum of the mountain and covering the world, and thunderbolted down!
"Bang-"!
A punch to the flesh smashed ferociously on the wolf's head, accompanied by the wolf's wail, "Woo......
The wolf that took the lead in attacking Leng Yan was not the only one, there was also one that was biting Leng Yan's shoulder, and the two sharp and gloomy fangs pierced into the man's flesh, and soon the wolf tasted blood, and became more and more excited and crazy.
Leng Yan seemed to feel the pain in his shoulder, only facing the wolf in front of him, constantly launching fierce and violent attacks, punching to the flesh, and each punch was wrapped in a fierce wind.
"Bang, bang, bang!!"
I could clearly hear the wolf's wailing and whimpering, cowering under Leng Yan's hands, trying in vain to break free, and there was no power to fight back.
There were wolf teeth broken, and the sound of bones cracking was terrifying.
The splattering out was no longer the wolf's saliva, but the blood that bloomed as bright red as a plum bone.
Until the wolf twitched on the ground covered in blood, he grabbed the head of the wolf behind his shoulder with his cold backhand, and threw the wolf to the ground over the shoulder, the action was ruthless and cool.
The cold and handsome and white, the posture is also more than 1.85 meters and the thin kind, not the telephone pole is useless, but a real stripping and fleshy comic body, the tight black T-shirt vaguely outlines the average six-pack abs, very stylish.
Because of his perennial fitness and danger, his strength is also tempered to be very terrifying.
The wolf was thrown to the ground, and the wolf tried to get up from the ground, but he staggered two steps in great embarrassment, and then half collapsed.
Leng Yan straightened up, his dark eyes slowly raised, dragging out a dark green shadow, the eyes were cold and bloodthirsty, Ling Rui shot out a dangerous red light, and the fist that was closed at his side was thick red, dripping with bean-sized blood, touching the dark and cold ground, and emitting a fine fragment, "Click, click......"
"Come on!" He spoke, his voice blood-stained and knife-sharp.
The wolves moved stupidly, and after they looked at each other, the next second, four vicious wolves that hunted fiercely and scarlet and murdered attacked coldly.
The most powerful and powerful one, did not move, standing in place arrogantly, with a cold gaze, and a dangerous and dark red under his eyes, as if he was observing, but also waiting for an opportunity, quite a king's demeanor.
At once, he was bitten by four hungry and red-eyed wolves, and his reckless actions became obviously difficult.
Two wolves bit his legs, one bit his arm, and the other attacked head-on, so it can be said that Leng Yan's strength was limited a lot.
His physical strength was also being consumed a lot, his breathing gradually became hot and heavy, and the sweat seeping from the corners of his forehead streaked across his handsome face.
The scene of Leng Wanton's battle with the wolves was extremely chaotic, either his blood or the blood of the wolves, and soon a bloody slaughterhouse was intertwined, like hell.
At this time, Su Zhenzhen still wanted to give him a touching Qiong Yao crying scene, "Ah...... You're hurt, a lot...... Blood, woo woo, I don't want you to die, I don't want to see you hurt like this, you go, you leave quickly, don't care about me anymore......"
"Why are you so stupid...... For the sake of my ...... which is not worth it at all"