Chapter 120: Breaking the Defense

The wolf accelerated and rushed, a long wolf hair fluttering in the wind, and it roared demonstratively, with a terrible voice, which was inexplicably unsettling.

In the face of the wolf's howl, Wu Zhen did not move at all, his eyes stared straight at it, and his hands were pressed down by his might, only the wolf could see his trembling hands.

"Whew!"

The wolf howled twice, and when he was about to reach Wu Zhen, he shifted his body and ran towards Wang Zichong and Peng Hui.

Wu Zhen let go of his hands, and his head oozed fine. Dense sweat, body swaying again and again, looking very weak.

The brothers and sisters of the Xiang family who followed the wolf breathed a sigh of relief and were also a little disappointed, they felt that it shouldn't be like this, the wolf shouldn't give up Wu Zhen, Wu Zhen shouldn't stand in place, and they shouldn't look like they were scared to death, they didn't know what they were expecting, they just felt very conflicted.

In the face of the menacing wolf, Wang Zichong and Peng Hui were on their own, just waiting for the wolf to enter their attack range.

When there were still ten meters left, Peng Hui slapped his palm on the ground, the power in his hand was very small, and the ground only trembled slightly, almost imperceptible.

This weak and young energy stretched forward under his control, and gradually became stronger at the same time, like a small eagle breaking out of its shell, spreading its wings and soaring.

The ground shook violently.

The wolf ran quickly, landing its two front paws to the ground.

Gurrah!

A small piece of ground cracked a crack. Gap, Peng. The power of the surging is surging. gushing out.

The wolf's cold eyes reflected the cracks that suddenly appeared on the ground, and in the depths of his eyes, the calm was still there, he lifted his two hind legs, his front legs were pulled apart, and he stepped on both sides of the cracks, and his head was lowered to his chest, and he was surging in the cracks. Before the force hits, he curls up in a ball and rolls to the side, reacting very quickly.

Peng Hui raised his head slightly, frowned, and his face gradually turned white.

The ground cracked and furrowed. In a short distance of ten meters, the wolf changed direction four times, dodging the impact on the ground in turn.

The wolf has arrived.

Peng Hui picked his hand up from the ground and stared feebly at the ferocious wolf.

"Ahh

The prince rushed to the bottom of his body, as steady as Mount Tai.

The wolf jumped to the side and jumped up diagonally, his muscles tightened and loosened, and all of them stretched out like a curtain of ash, his body swirling diagonally in the air, and his long tail pulling out diagonally.

The prince rushed to stabilize the lower plate, and the upper half of the plate folded back, avoiding the wolf's tail.

After the tail, the two hind paws slashed diagonally, and at this time, the upper body of Wang Zichong had just folded back.

The attack came diagonally, and it was impossible to block it, and the prince rushed to raise his arms, his muscles bulging, ready to resist these two claws with his flesh and blood.

Cluck!

The hind paws slashed across the arms, bringing up two lines of blood.

At this moment, several rays of light flickered, and the two front paws that had been gathering momentum for a long time cut through the space in front of them and plowed deeply.

The target of the front paws was not Prince Chong's arm, but his head. The prince rushed from the arm sewn. Seeing the more oppressive front paws, he was ruthless in his heart, and raised one leg to kick over.

After lifting one leg, only one leg was left to support his body, and he unconsciously leaned back, his body almost lying flat.

The wolf's claws approached his face, and the smell of wildness came to his face.

The prince stared at the wolf without fear, not even looking at the sharp claws.

The wolf's melancholy and indifferent eyes suddenly became bloody and brutal.

The cold claws come into contact with the warmth. The hot face, next to the cheekbones, slid diagonally, and according to this trend, it could almost cut off half of Wang Zichong's head.

The wolf's eyes changed, and he watched in surprise as the sharp claws detached from Wang Zichong's cheek, carrying two drops of blood. The tip of the nose swept over.

The prince rushed back to his feet, and the whole person rolled to the ground. He rubbed his hand against the blood on his face, got up nonchalantly, and stood up straight again, like a high wall that would not fall.

"Little man, are you scared?"

Peng Hui was stunned for a moment, looked at Wang Zichong, who exuded a fierce aura, shook his head, wiped off the cold sweat on his face, supported the ground with his hands, and stared at the front.

Boom! Knock knock! Starting from the land under Peng Hui's hands, it was shaking in all directions, and the ground seemed to have the breath of life, it was roaring, moaning, and the muffled sound was its powerful heartbeat.

After the wolf was kicked away, it rolled and landed, and happened to appear in front of Xiang Nan and Xiang Qing.

Squinting southward, his gaze pierced through the dust and landed on the wolf's body. Xiang Qing rushed forward, and the wide uniform unfurled in the wind, like a battle flag.

The wolf flicked its tail and slammed it to the ground, and its body flew into the air, spinning and falling.

Xiang Qing thought of the scene she had just seen, and knew that the wolf's next attack would be the coordination of its tail and claws. Stop and wait for the wolf to come by himself.

Outside the battlefield, Wu Zhen sat on the ground, staring with interest at the battle between the four and the wolf. His wounds were not yet healed, so he played the role of a coward with peace of mind, sitting far on the ground with his eyes on the battle.

They played very well and were very skillful, if the lethality could go up a notch, the wolf was already dead, Wu Zhen looked hot. Blood. Boil. Teng, the pain in his body seems to have been alleviated a lot.

Sure enough. The wolf fell from the sky and was the first to flick its tail when it approached Xiang Qing. Xiang Qing took a step to the left with her left leg, took a posture of Zama step, took a deep breath of air, and reached out with her hands like lightning.

Syllable!

The tail twitched over the slender hands, leaving no trace.

Xiang Qing took this opportunity to close her hands and tightened. Grip. Hold the end of the tail and pull it firmly to the side.

"Ho!"

Xiang Qing let out a low snort, and the hands holding the wolf's tail turned vigorously, disrupting the wolf's next attack steps, and then leaned around, stretched out his hands and spun around, and threw the wolf out of the circle.

"Whew!"

Before the wolf could figure out what was going on, he flew to the next person, and he didn't understand why this woman was able to catch him, which was too different from the big man before.

Wu Zhen, who was looking at this from afar, was also stunned, he suddenly realized why the attack and defense of these people were so organized, the reason was Xiang Qing, she was a martial arts master, and she had too strong a grasp of the rhythm of the battle. The other few people did well, but they were not as eye-catching as her, probably because they were instructed by her and learned some fur.

At a distance of a few meters, the wolf did not have time to adjust his posture, so he could not attack in the air again, and could only try his best to stabilize his body in order to minimize the damage.

The wolf didn't fly, it crashed into it. Xiang Nan looked at the gray wolf, raised his arm, and wisps of strange energy filled his hands, and Wang Zichong and Peng Hui, who were dozens of meters away, could feel that kind of tendon. The pain of the flesh twisted together, even though it is only an illusion that arises from mental stress.

"It's over. Strangling! Xiang Nan's hands were intertwined up and down, spreading out as they approached the wolf's body, like a flower. Hands swimming on the wolf. Go, take up pieces of wolf hair.

Yikes! A drop of bright red blood splattered from the wolf's body.

finally broke the defense, and Xiang Nan was overjoyed.

"How so?"

Xiang Nan's hands were trapped and he couldn't move. He looked at the deep eyes that were close at hand, and his face was gray.