At this moment, the surrounding environment was completely dark, and Fei Lin followed the guards all the way to the location where the sword wolf appeared.

More than a dozen soldiers pointed their spears at the head of the sword wolf, but they retreated one after another out of great fear, and even a few recruits who had never gone out on a mission trembled with fear at the sight of this terrible sight.

The soldiers were confronting the huge sword wolf, all of them with frightened expressions on their faces, and if anyone turned around at this moment, I am afraid that everyone would flee in the desert.

The sword wolf was covered with dark gray hard barbs, and its huge body, which was three meters tall and weighed hundreds of catties, was swinging wildly in place.

Although the sword wolf is the lowest level of fierce beasts, it cannot use any magic skills. However, due to his strong physique, he still has the hand-to-hand combat ability equivalent to that of a fourth-order swordsman, and he is not a guy who can be easily dealt with.

Most of the guards accompanying the armament were just ordinary soldiers with strong physiques, and the slightly stronger ones were only up to the strength of second-order swordsmen.

And the sword wolf in front of him seemed to be a little strange, flowing with purple light, although Fei Lin didn't know the specific reason, he speculated based on the sword wolf's blood-red eyes that this beast was probably in a state of rage.

Fei Lin swallowed, and the terrifying aura gushing out of the sword wolf made it impossible to breathe.

He was standing ten meters away from the sword wolf at this time, urging his spiritual power, and the elf dagger and shadow blade left his palm under the traction of this invisible force, slowly floating in the air.

"Don't panic, everyone!" Roland had also taken five entourage guards at this time, and ran to the location of the soldiers out of breath.

"My lord, why are you here?!" A squad leader saw the duke's figure, quickly bowed, and said, "It's very dangerous here, just leave it to us to deal with!"

"Hurry up and help Film, it looks like he's about to run out!" Roland interrupted the soldier with a wave of his hand, and ordered his entourage as he looked eagerly ahead.

The elven dagger and shadow blade glowed with silver-white light under the effect of spiritual power, but every time they just touched the body of the fierce beast, they were easily knocked away by the sharp giant claws.

"What's going on?!" exclaimed Film.

This cycle repeated several times, but in less than a minute, most of Fei Lin's spiritual power had been consumed, and the sword wolf let out a provocative roar, and did not suffer any substantial damage at all.

Fei Lin's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he used his mental power to control the dagger to attack, and the control of this novel ability was obviously very immature.

He immediately gathered his spirit, and with a slight grip of his palm, the elven dagger and shadow blade at the sword wolf's feet broke through the ground, drew an arc in the air, and flew back in an instant.

The scene around him slowed down, and Filin took a deep breath and thought to himself, "This is the case, and the only way to subdue it is to use the power of heraldry." ”

Sword wolves are cunning by nature, and it is impossible to fight to the death with the enemy unless they have to.

It seemed to sense the aura contained in Filin's body, and its body suddenly stopped moving. The cunning beast was silent at the moment, and sat in place, his blood-red eyes narrowed into slits, as if he were asleep.

The soldiers were speechless in astonishment, and stood in place, staring at the strange scene in front of them.

Feilin's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and his heart was even more suspicious. He didn't dare to let his guard down in the slightest, and he was anxiously thinking about how to divert the attention of the sword wolf.

He shook his head helplessly, took a deep breath, and pinned the shadow blade back to his waist. The right hand gently pressed on the golden coat of arms, and then held it tightly in the hand. I saw that the blue dagger on the coat of arms began to appear with brilliance, and the surface slowly flowed with a golden fighting spirit like substance.

Fei Lin's heart sank, and he injected his spiritual power into the coat of arms, and suddenly a hot current spread from his palm to every inch of his skin. To everyone's shock, a golden flame began to burn all over Film's body!

The five accompanying guards had arrived not far behind Filin at this moment, wanting to step forward and fight alongside him. However, the powerful aura exuded by Fei Lin's body made the five of them tremble unconsciously, and they didn't even have the courage to approach!

Roland stared at Filin's back from afar, a look of surprise in his eyes.

Why would a sixteen-year-old child burst out with such terrifying power?!

According to the information gathered before, Fei Lin should not have gone through the cultivation of martial arts or magic. Could it be that after staying in the imperial capital for less than a month, his strength has already increased by leaps and bounds to such a terrifying level?

"Could it be Shiloh's masterpiece? Maybe he ......" Roland shook his head at the thought of this, and immediately dispelled the thought in his mind.

Although the Fisdal family is the top of the Starfall Continent with its exquisite magical skills, there has never been a strong warrior in the history of the family, let alone an ordinary person like Fei Lin who has no foundation.

According to the information he knew, the teacher in charge of the martial arts until the Child of Prophecy was Owen from the Military Aircraft Department, who was only a sixth-order mid-level swordsman. And the strength shown by Filmin at this time is probably even better!

The shocking scene that happened in front of him made Roland completely change his opinion of Fei Lin - this weak teenager is by no means as simple as it seems.

The materialization of power, also known as the explosion of fighting spirit, is a combat technique that can only be used by high-level martial artists in the general power system.

And with the actual level of Feilin himself, he can't even talk about a formal swordsman.

Although the Assassin profession has retired from the stage of history, the system of power is not limited to the difference in class. However, Filina's weak physique was not even up to the standard of an archer.

The reason why he was able to burst out with such a strong fighting spirit was entirely due to the absorption of the power of the golden crest.

Fei Lin's brows furrowed, cold sweat soaked his back, and he tried his best to endure the great pain brought to him by the golden fighting qi.

As Evan said, every time Filmin uses the forbidden power contained in the coat of arms, it will cause irreparable damage to the body.

Filin is well aware of the consequences of receiving the energy of the coat of arms frequently, which will not be beneficial to his future practice.

But at the moment, there were no warriors in the convoy who could compete with the sword wolf, so they had to give it a go.

"This is the last ......," Filin swore inwardly, reaching for the Shadow Blade at his waist with his right hand.

As soon as the shadow blade came into contact with the golden flames, a steady stream of fighting qi like essence poured into the sword body. In just a few seconds, the light on Filin's body dimmed a lot. And at this moment, the surface of the shadow blade is radiating a dazzling silver glitter.

"Stand back, don't come near me!" Filmin shouted back to the soldiers, with no doubt in his voice.