Chapter 30: Fierce Fight Against the Gray Wolf King

A spear with a faint blue flame appeared in Wang Zhan's hand. Level 5 treasures, you can feel the difference when you hold it in your hand.

The Gray Wolf King looked at the weapon that suddenly appeared in the hands of the little human in front of him, and it was a little strong.

The gray wolf king began to wander around Wang Zhan, looking for an opportunity to attack, such a move gave Wang Zhan huge pressure, the storm was not terrible, what was terrible was the tranquility and depression before the storm.

Wang Zhan's body rotated as the Gray Wolf King walked, staring at the Gray Wolf King's subtle movements. The clean fur had been slightly wounded by the soldier's shot, and a trace of blood flowed from the cracked fur, adding a cruel, vicious, bloodthirsty touch to the killing behemoth.

Wang Zhan couldn't stand such an oppressive atmosphere, and the spirit pet who wanted to be subdued by ON had to be suppressed like this, and in front of the soldiers of the whole battalion, Wang Zhan took the lead in attacking.

I saw the blue transparent flame soar, and followed by the musket and whipped towards the head of the gray wolf king, the gray wolf king bit the body of the musket, but the sharp edge of the spear cut the gray-black beautiful fur between the gray wolf king's neck.

The Gray Wolf King gave up the attack and retreated to safety. Blood flowed from his neck, and this small wound angered the gray wolf king, the flesh on the wolf's beak had twisted and folded into raised lines because of the anger, and the sharp wolf teeth were even exposed to the gums because of the pull of the skin.

The suppressed roar of "Throat" sounded in the throat of the Gray Wolf King, and this beast wanted to start an endless struggle with Wang Zhan.

"Come on, baby, you can't escape today, you have to be my spirit pet as a choice." At the moment when Wang Zhan was distracted, the attack of the Gray Wolf King had arrived, the wolf teeth gnawed Wang Zhan's musket, and the sharp wolf claws swung to Wang Zhan's shoulder, shattering the fire shield and tearing Wang Zhan's military uniform and tearing out 3 big holes in his shoulder.

The wolf's claws are not as powerful as they could be. "The iron tail volley just now is because after the whole body is driven and waved, the power of the waist is all concentrated on the tail to have such power, and it is not bad to destroy the handprint from the fire shield, you beast dare to hurt the master like this, hiss, it really hurts him +."

Wang Zhan's torn shoulder muscles were painful to death, he didn't have the strength to lift his left arm, and his blood-drenched appearance was ten thousand times worse than that of the Gray Wolf King.

The Handprint of Destruction, an attack containing half of the energy of the King Zhan hit the body of the Gray Wolf King, and a palm above the left limb was imprinted on the fur, and the charred fur and the fallen Gray Wolf King told the powerful power of the Destruction Handprint.

Wang Zhan looked at the gray wolf king who fell to the ground and was overjoyed, and used the demon training technique to prepare to subdue the gray wolf king. However, as soon as it was used, it failed, and just when Wang Zhan used the demon training technique again, the Gray Wolf King seized the opportunity of Wang Zhan to relax his vigilance and attacked quickly.

The gray wolf king's right paw was raised and waved downward, like a sluice knife announcing the death of the prey, Wang Zhan only had time to push the handle of the gun to the right, and the flesh of the left waist was cut off by the sharp wolf claw. Where is the gray wolf king seriously injured, and the staggering step back also shows that the injury is not light.

The huge pain of "hiss" flesh separation was transmitted from the nerves to the brain, and the distorted face was hateful, Wang Zhan was the first time he had suffered such a heavy blow, and it was a huge lesson to Wang Zhan lightly.

"This cunning brute will pretend to be dead to deceive me." Wang Zhan gritted his teeth and hated in a voice that described the pain he had endured at this time.