……

In the silence of the audience, only the strong smell of blood wafted in the air, although only one werewolf lost its vitality, but such a crushing victory, the morale of the werewolf clan was immeasurable, so that many werewolves did not dare to attack the small purple figure again.

However, is this the end of the matter, obviously not, the "Dragon King" fifty-meter big knife is out of the body, how can it be easy to stop.

"Die, or get on your knees!"

The unquestionable words sounded, and there was a chill in his tone, as if he would suffer a catastrophe if he disobeyed.

"......"

"Squeak......

Many werewolves shuddered and roared one after another, as if they were a little hesitant, and the scene fell into a stalemate for a while.

Yang Lingtian smiled lightly and stood quietly in place, he was waiting, waiting for the next werewolf to come out.

"Roaring ......"

The sharp howl of the wolf pierced the night sky, constantly echoing in the jungle, and the tyrannical and ferocious aura began to permeate.

As soon as Yang Lingtian heard the deafening roar, the faint smile on his face turned into a cruel smile in the blink of an eye, and he slowly turned his head to look at the place where the voice came from, he remembered that the position was where the lonely werewolf and the werewolf leader were located.

When he looked back, many werewolves behind him also retreated to make way of a passage, and a figure slowly walked out of the passage, and the first thing that caught his eye was a pair of blood-colored and demonic eyes.

"Oh?"

Yang Lingtian looked at the blood-colored figure in front of him with some surprise, and the person who came was a werewolf who was both familiar and unfamiliar.

The size of the swollen circle, from the skin to the exposed muscles and bones, the whole body turned blood-red, and the blood-colored hair was like steel needles, and this blood-colored figure was the werewolf leader.

"Everyone said yes, but you secretly changed."

Yang Lingtian looked at the werewolf leader who had changed, and said that he was not surprised that it was fake, from black to blood red, as if he had exploded into transformation and madness.

"Touching ......"

"Touching ......"

The werewolf leader seemed to have become much stronger, and his feet roared on the ground step by step, and the cruelty, tyranny mixed with the aura of chaos spread wildly.

"You, die, die, die!"

The blood-red demonic eyes of the blood-colored werewolf leader stared at Yang Lingtian tightly, and he said word by word.

Yang Lingtian's eyes flickered, and he also stared at the other party's eyes tightly, and did not say anything.

Upon closer inspection, he found that the other party's transformation was not without a price, and the look of pain in his eyes was obviously suppressed, and even some of them began to become confused, not to mention the increasingly chaotic aura.

"It turns out that it's not without a price, I guess this transformation pays a lot, and if you don't die afterwards, you have to be weak for a while."

Yang Lingtian saw something, and after thinking about it for a while, the other party's situation was clear.

"In this case, this is the last glory after your extreme sublimation, I will give you the dignity that a strong man deserves!"

Yang Lingtian's words sounded, and the first four words were still whispering to himself, and then they became bigger and bigger, like a big drum.

"Roaring ......"

"Bang ......"

The two forelimbs of the blood-colored werewolf leader beat their chests vigorously, as if they were slapping on a cowhide drum, and the tyrannical killing machine swept towards Yang Lingtian.

"Drink ......"

Yang Lingtian shouted violently, and the muscles, bones, and muscles of his whole body exerted their strength, ready to go.

This time, he didn't despise the other party anymore, and the werewolf leader after the madness was already barely qualified to fight him, so he had to fight with his spirits to avoid capsizing in the gutter.

Among the many werewolf onlookers, under the watchful eyes of everyone, a huge blood-colored figure and a small purple figure moved, and almost at the same time, the two figures shot lightning and rushed towards each other.

"Hoo ......"

"Hoo ......"

The afterimage swept by, the wind howled, the blackened dog's tail grass rippled like a wave, and the werewolves who watched around narrowed their eyes.

"Boom ......"

There was an amazing collision sound, the big pincers collided with the red claws, and in the violent sound, the two sides did not retreat by half a minute, but stuck tighter.

Yang Lingtian had a hint of surprise in his expression, the strength of the other party was actually close to his own eighty percent, coupled with his huge body, there was no obvious decline under one blow.

"Ah......h

With a light snort, one blow failed, and Yang Lingtian's other big pincer swung out with lightning and slashed towards the werewolf's neck, howling in the wind.

"Roaring ......"

"Die!"

The werewolf leader struck with all his strength and did not make any contribution, his emotions seemed to be a little excited, and he roared angrily, and the word "death" with murderous intent burst out.

It was also another idle claw, lightning swung, and the target was directly aimed at Yang Lingtian's claw.

Obviously, it is necessary to use the strong to touch the strong, and to make it hard with a hard bar.

Yang Lingtian's expression froze, if he usually didn't mind having a hand-to-hand fight with the other party, but not now.

There are still more than 30 werewolves around, and if everyone has this madness skill, he will be in a bitter battle whether he is swarming or fighting wheels.

Now, only by playing fast and killing the opponent with absolute superiority can we shock the audience.

"Hoo ......"

In the middle of his thoughts, Yang Lingtian's body folded slightly to the side, his figure and the claws of the werewolf leader staggered, and the big pincers roared, already giving up the opponent's neck, and the target was newly selected on his right arm.

"Poof......

The purple figure and the blood-colored figure passed by, and a bloody arrow rushed out, dripping and rolling down on the surrounding dogtail grass.

"Pop ......"

Yang Lingtian's big pincers flicked, and a piece of flesh full of hair fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Roaring ......"

The howl of pain was deafening, and five meters away behind Yang Lingtian, the werewolf was looking up to the sky and roaring, and his left forelimb was pressing on his right arm, and a steady stream of blood was flowing.

If you look closely, it seems that there are white bones exposed, and the wound is quite tricky.

Although Yang Lingtian had a temporary intention this time, he also had a lot of results, and he successfully tore off a fist-sized piece of flesh and blood on the right arm of the werewolf leader.

Although the wound on the arm is not as fatal as the neck, it should not be underestimated, let alone in the battle with the "Dragon King".

"Hahaha......"

"Come again!"

After winning the first encounter, Yang Lingtian raised his head to the sky and roared wildly and continued to attack, he was ready to maximize the results.

"Touching ......"

Yang Lingtian's limbs slammed on the ground, and in the dull roar, his body jumped high, and the big pincers swung towards the blood-colored figure like a sharp blade.

With his strength, coupled with the violent downward momentum, if this time it is real, the other party will be seriously injured if he does not die.

As soon as the werewolf leader turned to one side, large purple pincers flashed, and their pupils suddenly dilated, as if they were obscuring the sky.

……

(End of chapter)