Thirty meters...... Twenty meters ...... 10 meters ......

Ip Man Tian and Wolverine both accelerated in a straight line, and the distance between one man and one wolf kept getting closer. Ye Wentian felt that his heart was almost beating out of his chest, and the hairs on his back were rising, and he almost felt the sharp wolf claws.

Five-meter ...... Three-meter ...... One meter ......

At the moment when the ruler-long sharp wolf claws were about to cut through Ye Wentian's skin, a dark black spirit ring flew in the air and was set on Wolverine's body.

Wolverine snorted, his speed dropped sharply, and his rapidly galloping body lost its balance, slammed into the ground, and rolled away.

This is the old monk's sixth spirit ring, the black Ten Thousand Spirit Ring!Sixth Spirit Skill: King Kong Bondage, Special Effect: After the spirit ring hits a single target, the spirit ring is ten times the gravity in the spirit ring. No wonder Wolverine fell so badly, this move is simply a nightmare for agility, the faster you go, the worse you fall.

"Brute, Lao Sha, even if I break the vow today, I will kill you! I will be angry!" The old monk finally arrived, turned over in the air, and landed next to Wolverine, with an angry face, like angry King Kong, and the nine-ring tin staff smashed into the back of Wolverine's head with a thunderous force.

"Wait a minute!" Ye Wentian suddenly stopped with a voice.

The nine-ring tin staff stopped at the back of Wolverine's head, and the huge wave of qi rippled around the old monk. Wolverine's mane opened and fell.

"Stinky boy, what are you talking about!" the old monk turned his head and glared, completely unable to understand what Ye Wentian was thinking.

Ye Wentian leaned against the trunk of the tree and gasped: "Old monk, didn't you say that you have to kill the spirit beast with your own hands to get its spirit ring, and if you go down with this staff, my first spirit ring will be in vain!"

The old monk stepped on Wolverine's neck to prevent it from breaking out and hurting people, and when he heard this, his eyebrows raised and he said angrily: "You kid was kicked by a donkey or did he have a fever and burned out! This Wolverine's spiritual power is close to 1,000, and the spirit disciple is promoted to a spirit master, and the upper limit of absorption is 500! Do you want to explode and die?"

Ye Wentian shook his head: "Lao Sha, I think clearly, this Wolverine is obviously a metal attribute, you also said that my martial spirit golden hand is also called the elemental hand, if I absorb this Wolverine's spirit ring, then my golden hand may be able to control the metal element, which is very important for my future development." Moreover, if I advance in the same way as ordinary people, I don't think it will be possible for me to take revenge in my life, let alone realize my dreams. So, I want to take a gamble, and if I fail, then I'll admit it!"

"If you want to take revenge, you can't do it so brutally! You're not gambling! You're committing suicide!" the old monk's beard straightened. The tin staff stabbed Wolverine's body hard, and it screamed in pain.

Ye Wentian exhaled and showed a resolute expression: "Old monk, let me gamble! Believe me, I won't die! I still have revenge to avenge, I still have dreams that have not been realized, how can I be willing to die?"

"You!" The old monk had nowhere to vent, stepped on the back of Wolverine, completely trampled its lumbar vertebrae into powder, and then turned around angrily and stopped looking at Ye Wentian, "If you look for death, you can die, and I will be angry!"

Although the old monk ignored Ip Mantian angrily, the sixth spirit ring was still on Wolverine's body.

Ye Wentian knew that the old monk was worried about himself, so he was moved in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Thank you, Lao Sha!" After speaking, he walked towards the Wolverine who was paralyzed on the ground step by step.

At this time, Wolverine's lumbar vertebrae were shattered, his lower limbs were completely unconscious, his mane was covered with mud, and he had already lost his prestige.

"I know you're unwilling, but I have to kill you as much as you want to kill me. There is no zài who is right and who is wrong, we are all here to survive, I'm sorry!" Ye Wentian held the iron sword, stood in front of Wolverine, looked at its eyes, and sighed in his heart, no matter in the past or present life, the law of the jungle is eternal.

Ip Mantian wants to subvert this law, but now he has to follow it.

Wolverine's wisdom is not low, perhaps because he understood Ye Wentian's eyes, the mane on the back of his neck suddenly rose, and his single eye was full of unwillingness, anger, and fear.

The sword rose high and fell heavily.

At the moment of dying, Wolverine suddenly showed a stunning color, the wolf's mouth opened suddenly, and a golden beam of light shot out like lightning, heading straight for Ye Wentian's eyebrows.

Ye Wentian was taken aback, and the long sword was crossed.

The golden light passed through the fine iron sword without hindrance like slicing tofu.

The beam of light is getting closer and closer, Ye Wentian feels that time has suddenly slowed down, he has never been so close to death, they all say that the moment before death is extremely long, it seems to be true.

At this moment, Ye Wentian finally saw clearly that this was clearly a spiral-shaped steel diamond, and it was only because the speed was too fast that it showed the appearance of a beam.

Maitreya, who had staggered to the scene, had just breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was almost popping out again.

The old monk Huo Ran turned around, his eyes widened, and the nine-ring tin staff was thrown out of his hand, but it was too late.

The little girl struggled violently, broke free from the rope, screamed, and ran on all fours.

Are you going to die? Is this going to die?

Ye Wentian felt that his heartbeat was definitely more than three hundred, and his eyebrows tingled, and the sharp aura of the steel drill had already penetrated his skin.

Do you want to watch yourself being drilled through inch by inch?

"My hatred! My dreams! I don't want to die!"

Ye Wentian's consciousness returned to the dark and cold confinement room of the mental hospital in his previous life, and he frantically clasped the iron door, his ten fingers were blurred, and finally slowly sank into eternal darkness.

"That kind of despair, I will never experience it a second time!" Ye Wentian suddenly burst into tears, his eyes turned blood-red in an instant, and his face was full of hideousness. A mad, bloodthirsty, ferocious killing intent overflowed from him, condensing into a blood-colored light.

This is the materialization of killing intent!

"Kill, kill, kill!" Ye Wentian smiled and opened his hands, looking up to the sky and shouting five words to kill, as if he had changed into a different person.

The killing intent is like a sea, and it continues to increase. Under the stunned gaze of the old monk, a ten-meter-tall blood-red phantom emerged from behind Ye Wentian. The phantom is headless, the broken wound on the neck is still spraying blood mist, and the naked upper body is covered with blood-red magic patterns, with ru as the eye, the navel as the mouth, holding a bronze battle axe in one hand and a bronze battle shield in the other.

The ten-meter-tall phantom took a step forward, the earth roared, and the bronze battle shield lay horizontally in front of Ye Wentian.

The steel diamond slammed into the battle shield with a clang, and sparks flew everywhere, and the illusory battle shield actually blocked the physical attack of the steel diamond.

With a slam of the phantom's shield-wielding arm, the steel drill bounced out and poked at the trunk of a tree in the distance.

The huge killing intent covered the sky and the sun, and under the pressure of this substantial killing intent, Wolverine finally showed timidity and fear, even begging for mercy, with a low wail in his mouth and his paws uneasy to dig the ground.

The huge mouth on the phantom's stomach suddenly opened, and let out an earth-shattering roar, and the god-like arm fell, and the bronze battle axe slashed Wolverine in two with a single axe.

Blood splattered on the bodies of Phantom and Ye Wentian. Ye Wentian looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and the phantom raised his battle axe and shield in the same posture and roared angrily, and the rolling sound shook the blades of grass and shattered the waists of the trees.