"Am I so unbearable in his eyes?"

She felt resentment and deep frustration. Thinking of Ye Han's gentle affinity for Ouyang Liluo, the remorse in her heart was like the Yangtze River bursting, out of control.

All of this originally belonged to her!

"Bang!"

A loud bang came, and in the cracked snow-capped mountain, the black shadow swept into the air, and then fell back in front of Ye Han and the others, stepping on the entire mountain to shake.

Slaga's red eyes were filled with endless anger, but deep in his eyes, there was a hint of jealousy.

He suddenly felt that Ye Han, a human martial artist, was very different from what he had seen before, and there was a dangerous aura everywhere.

How powerful his physical body is, but just now, Ye Han's punch actually hit him so that the corners of his mouth bleed, and now there is a small dent in his chest, which shows the power of this punch.

His previous contempt and condescension had subsided, and at this moment there was only a solemn solemnity when facing the great enemy, a pair of wolf eyes were slightly condensed, and the fierce aura on his body slowly dispersed.

"It's worthy of the Dark Werewolf Clan, it's quite durable!"

Ye Han had a look of interest on his face, his punch, even if it was a high-level god, was extremely unbearable, but this dark werewolf was actually hit head-on, and he only suffered some minor injuries, the strength of this physical body was indeed terrifying.

"You're the first human to completely anger me!"

Slaga's long scarlet tongue licked the blood from the corners of his mouth, and his fierce aura became stronger and stronger, even if he was injured twice by Ye Han, he was still not afraid.

The Darkspawn werewolves are fierce and violent, full of fighting spirit, bloodthirsty, and their physical recovery ability is at the pinnacle of the world, and they are almost not afraid of any opponent.

"Roar!"

He let out a beastly roar, his voice was loud and sharp, which made people creepy, and the birds and beasts scattered around him, as if he felt the ultimate threat.

Sraga's huge wolf foot stomped on the ground, and the whole mountain shook again, and he had risen into the air, and this leap was a hundred feet, which was terrifying.

He was high in the air, his body turned into a solemn black shadow, smashing straight down from the air, and above the huge wolf's feet, a black light wrapped on it, tearing the air all the way, bringing up a long mark.

Before Slaga arrived, the air below had been compressed to the extreme, and it was full of blasting tension everywhere, as long as it landed with one foot, it would definitely be an earth-shattering shock.

Feeling such a frightened attack, Ye Miao's expressions changed drastically, and they couldn't help but take a step back in horror.

Ye Han glanced at the three of them slightly, and then turned around suddenly, also stomped on the soles of his feet, and went straight to the sky.

"Human, look for death!"

Slagasen's cold voice came, but Ye Han didn't hear it, his body crashed away, and he didn't use the slightest strength.

He lifted his elbows like a heavy bulldozer in front of him, and in an instant, he had collided with Sraga's massive wolf's feet.

A ripple of power spread out of thin air, sweeping across Wu Xun, and some of the birds within the ripple died one after another, fluttering down.

Ye Miao's expressions were shocked, above the sky, it was Slaga who fell straight down like a cannonball, but under Ye Han's elbow blow, he couldn't stop Ye Han's domineering and incomparable strength, and his huge body was rushed straight into the sky.

"How is that possible?"

Slaga's heart was extremely terrifying, how powerful his physical strength was, and he fell from the sky, coupled with the force of falling vertically, this foot was enough to trample this snow-capped mountain from it.

But Ye Han came from the bottom up, and later, without the slightest breath of a martial artist, he was tough with him in the flesh, and he was so knocked that he couldn't help but fly upward, what kind of power is this?

He never thought that apart from their Dark Werewolf Clan, there would be such a strong warrior in the world.

In his eyes, Ye Han was just a human being, how could he have such a strong physical body?

Slaga flew backwards, and Ye Han's figure also sank a few meters slightly at the moment of impact.

But he didn't pause, the soles of his feet stomped in the void, and he burst up again.

Slaga was still flying upwards when he suddenly felt his head being caught, and he was startled.

Ye Han pressed on Dogeko's huge wolf head with one hand, and led him down from the sky, his body swooping down.

"Whoa!"

Ye Han's eyes were indifferent, and his palm clasped the back of Dougke's head like an iron tong, pressing his huge body directly and heavily into the thousand-year-old snow-capped mountain.

Ye Miao and the three of them saw a black shadow flash in front of them, and the shadow had already smashed into the snowy mountain, and without the slightest slackening, it went straight to the bottom of the snowy mountain from the top of the snowy mountain.

A huge mountain range was actually cut off by Slaga's body under Ye Han's brazen press, revealing a ravine hundreds of meters deep, which was extremely terrifying.

At the bottom of the mountain range, Ye Han's hand still did not leave, Slaga's pitch-black body was covered with blood, and there were cracks everywhere, Rao was also a beast howling with his tenacity.

"Darkborn werewolves, it's just durable!"

Ye Han sneered, pulled it with one hand, and threw Slaga upward.

"I'd like to see how tough you can be!"

His hind feet hooked, a sideways whip leg, and the strength of his body suddenly burst out, and Slaga only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and his body involuntarily rushed towards the sky.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Han followed like a shadow, as fast as lightning, leaving behind the afterimage of the Dao.

There was a muffled sound in the sky, and Ye Miao and the three of them stood in place, their eyes frozen.

This fierce wolf-walking monster was powerless, flying around the sky like a sandbag.

Ye Han, on the other hand, played the role of a ruthless thug, punching into the flesh, and every punch was not delivered, Slaga would let out a miserable howl, and blood was spilled.

A generation of powerful races, the Dark Werewolves, was so powerless in Ye Han's hands.

"Boom!"

Above the sky, Ye Han stepped on it with one foot, and Slaga's body fell heavily, shattering half of the snow-capped mountains, and his body fell into countless broken leaves and disappeared.

Ye Han descended from the sky and landed lightly on the snow, and in front of him was the thousand-zhang 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!"

Ye Miao 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 Ye Han, such a terrible dark werewolf has become so unbearable, and he was even judged by Ye Han with the word "too weak", which is really laughable.

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

Qiu Ying can only sigh secretly, just appearing can make people extremely reassuring, 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.

Slaga shook his head lightly and slowly crawled out of the pile of broken leaves, the previous haughty and invincible, no longer seen, 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 the Soviet Union, and I don't know how many Soviet 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.