After half a ring, the sky was filled with wind and snow.

I saw that the snow was a mess, and the light and rain area was fine, just a pothole, but the area where Liu Wumo cast his magic just now was full of flesh and blood, and there were severed limbs and stumps everywhere.

And after Holman was hit, he fell to the ground and let out a slight groan, and the pitch-black Black Star Sirius Sword fell to the side.

I saw that his expression was extremely painful, and he didn't seem to be dead yet, but he looked extremely weak.

At this moment, Liu Wumo, who was not far away, was also shocked in his eyes, and his heart was surging: "What is this? magic? martial arts? Why did that silver giant wolf disappear after touching these points of light? Why is Holman so weak at the moment? How can this seemingly harmless rain of light be so powerful?"

This series of questions made Liu Wumo's expression more and more sluggish.

Doubts, fears, and surprises filled Liu Wumo's mind at the moment.

And the white giant lion above, at this time, gradually shrunk its body, gradually returned to its human form, and became the white-faced lion king just now.

Tank tops, shorts, for some reason, are still the same clothes.

I saw the white-faced lion king gradually fall on the snow, walked into the light and rain area, and slowly walked towards Holman who was lying on the ground and moaning slightly.

The white-faced lion king stopped beside Holman and stood quietly, looking down at Holman on the ground, a beast face without the slightest change in expression.

I only heard him say lightly: "Do you think it's okay to hide behind your sword spirit?" My meteor light rain can purify all revenant souls, your sword spirit is essentially a revenant soul, and the strength is not as good as yours, you can still moan here now, it completely depends on your thousands of years of soul saint strength." However, soon you will have to meet your sword spirit!"

At this moment, Holman had an extremely painful expression, lying on the ground, his lips moving slightly, trying to make a sound. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound.

The white-faced lion king looked at this scene, sighed lightly, and said slowly: "Don't waste your efforts, you were hit by my meteor light rain, even if you are a soul saint strength, it is still not much different, your soul power is slowly disappearing, and soon it will disappear forever like your sword spirit, leaving only this corpse." ”

After the white-faced lion king finished speaking, he squinted at the black star Sirius Sword that fell to the ground on the side, and was pitch black and shiny.

Then he bent down to pick it up, held it in his hand, and stroked it for a while, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

I only listened to the white-faced lion king, and said: "It's a good sword, but it's a pity that I followed the wrong master." Although there is no soul, it is still a good sword. ”

After speaking, he no longer cared about Holman lying on the ground, his eyes turned, and he looked at Liu Wumo who fell to the ground in the distance with a sharp gaze.

The long sword swung twice, slung it behind his arm, and then slowly walked towards him.

At this moment, Liu Wumo was holding his chest, secretly frightened by the white-faced lion king, and his expression was a little panicked: "What is this guy going to do?"

In fact, from the moment Holman fell, Liu Wumo was thinking about what this lion would do to him.

He has no enmity with him, so he won't even let himself go, but he doesn't know what kind of temper this lion has, and he can't be sure whether his judgment is accurate or not.

At this time, the white-faced lion king had already stopped beside Liu Wumo.

I saw that it was expressionless, staring at Liu Wumo for a while.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this look makes Liu Wumo's heart furious.

I only listened to Liu Wumo's slightly respectful tone, and asked: "What, Your Excellency the Holy Beast, I was also forced to fight with these guys on your territory, don't be angry, besides, we have no grudges in the past and no enmity in the near future, you won't even let me go, right?"

The white-faced lion king was unmoved, still staring at him closely.

When Liu Wumo saw this posture, he felt even more frightened in his heart, and he didn't dare to breathe, looking at the other party carefully, after all, no one is not afraid of death.

After a while, Liu Wumo couldn't stand it anymore, only to see him slowly straighten up and shout: "Your Excellency the Holy Beast, do you know that you are very scary like this, you have to keep looking at me like this, you might as well kill me with a sword, and save me from being so frightened!"

At this time, the white-faced lion king suddenly turned around, raised his feet and left, and ignored him no more.

Then he leaped to his feet, only to hear a voice coming from behind him: "Get up at once, come to me at the top of the mountain, and have something to tell you." ”

After speaking, he turned into a white light and flew towards the top of the mountain.

After the white-faced lion king left, Liu Wumo on the ground was left staring wide-eyed.

I saw Liu Wumo covering his chest and wondering, "What does this lion mean?"

At this moment, no matter how smart Rao is, he can't understand why the white-faced lion king did this, don't kill him, and don't let him go, what he wants to do.

Liu Wumo wanted to escape, but he was afraid that the white-faced lion king would come back to chase him, the key was that he didn't dare to drag his weak body up the mountain at this time, who knew if the lion would go crazy and kill himself.

This feeling of not being up or down is completely torture for Liu Wumo.

After thinking for a while, Liu Wumo shook his head, didn't want to think about it anymore, and chirped: "No matter, let's recover from the injury first and then talk about going up the mountain, otherwise Lao Tzu will not be able to let that guy slaughter him when he goes up." ”

I saw Liu Wumo slowly sit up, connect a few acupoints on his body, stabilize his internal breath, and begin to use his internal strength to heal his injuries.

The wind and snow fluttered and fell on the mountainside, and the potholed ground was gradually covered by the snow.

The various corpses had severed limbs and arms, and Holman had some snow on him.

After a while, Liu Wumo's injuries slowly improved.

However, at this moment, he frowned, opened his eyes suddenly, and turned his head to look at the slope.

Then, Liu Wumo slowly collected his efforts, got up holding his chest, and looked at Holman who was lying there in the distance and moaning slightly.

I saw Liu Wumo shake his head, raised his eyes to look at the top of the mountain, and his expression suddenly became firm.

With a bang, a faint purple qi wrapped around his body, and he exerted force under his feet, jumped into the air, and flew towards the top of the mountain.

And just after Liu Wumo went away, there was a sudden movement on the slope.

After a while, only to hear a whoosh, a black shadow jumped out.

After the black shadow landed, he stood there quietly, his expression solemn, looking at the messy place of the mountain.

This dark shadow is none other than Ace, the battalion leader who has gone and returned.

In fact, Ace, who had just escaped, had already joined his troops.

After the rendezvous, he didn't explain anything to his men, only to convey General Holman's orders, the mission was canceled, and General Holman wanted to deal with the human alone.

Then he was about to take his troops down the mountain when he suddenly heard a loud noise on the mountainside.

And Ace frowned, didn't Holman die?

Confused, Ace let his troops descend the mountain first, saying that he was worried about General Holman and wanted to help him.

In fact, Ace wants to reap the benefits of the fisherman. No matter what Holman did with that human, as long as he returned, he would definitely receive some of the results he wanted.

At this time, I saw Ace, walking forward slowly, his eyes as if he was looking for something.