Wolf howl?

Han Dongwen felt that his nerves suddenly tensed, and he almost reflexively moved away from the corpse in front of him wearing the armor of the National Soldiers Division, and retreated a few more steps.

"Wow!"

Several snow foxes rushed out of the woods in front of Han Dongwen and startled him.

Han Dongwen hurriedly set up his posture, only to find that these snow foxes didn't pay attention to him at all, and just rushed out in a hurry from his side.

These snow foxes didn't find themselves hunting.

They're on the run!

And the direction of their escape is naturally where the mysterious wolf king is.

Han Dongwen was about to take a few steps forward to look, but before he could take a step, he heard several loud noises from that direction, mixed with the shouts of people.

Could it be that there are other people here, even these people who are still fighting with the wolf king?

Han Dongwen carefully touched forward, and the further he walked, there were already mana fluctuations in the air that could be felt with his skin, and a few blue-gray flashes flashed in the sky from time to time.

At least it can show that it is not a hunter who strayed into this place, and I don't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing......

Thinking so, Han Dongwen quietly touched the back of a messy stone, and finally saw the faces of the two sides of the battle.

From a physical point of view, the Zephyr Wolf King may hardly be called a wolf.

Its physique is larger than the previous giant bear, and the steel needle-like tail that fell to the ground alone is more than a person's length, and it is clearly the kind of beast that has spirituality, and the wolf king keeps charging and leaping, and the white mana is shrouded in the wind around it, and the destructive power is probably only stronger than the spells used by humans.

And at this moment, five people are gathered around the wolf king, these people are holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, and the clothes they are wearing are all black armor of the national military division - the situation looks not optimistic, the west wind wolf king has many wounds on his body and is bleeding, and the group of people in the national military department has already fallen a few, and there are only five people left.

This...... What are these people doing here?

Han Dongwen was very puzzled.

The Principality of West Asia and the Simeng Kingdom are both at the foot of the mountains on both sides of Bailan Mountain, because there are many magical beasts on the mountain, it is too unrealistic to set up a border stronghold here for a long time, so the two countries have reached such a tacit understanding.

There will not be much problem for a private group like Han Yingzong to enter and exit on Bailan Mountain, but ......

This group of soldiers of the National Soldiers Division stepped out of the border line and went up the mountain, representing the military power of Simeng crossing the border!

Although the Principality of Western Asia is no worse than Taka, the matter is just as serious.

Han Dongwen frowned, the last time Simeng's military forces crossed the border without authorization was still in Haizhou, and the initiator Zhong Sheng had already taken the blame for killing himself, why did anyone do this time?

"Roar!"

While he was thinking about it, the West Wind Wolf Dynasty roared, kicked the ground with his hind hooves, and turned into a cloud of barely visible flashes of light, and suddenly burst forward!

The soldier of the National Soldiers Division directly opposite it obviously did not react in time, and in a trance, he only felt that his abdomen was stuffy and could not breathe, and the next second he was knocked into the air, desperately losing his balance.

What to do?

Han Dongwen was a little entangled, after all, these people were still soldiers of Simeng, although they were causing trouble for themselves right now, should they help......

He had just stood up on his knees and drew his dagger from behind him, when suddenly he heard someone in the audience shouting:

"Nail!"

The blue-white light lit up, and the hands of the four remaining people who were still standing in the field suddenly burst out with several rays of light.

The West Wind Wolf King made a sharp stop after sprinting, and now it was difficult to turn around, these rays of light shot out, stabbing alive into the wolf king's shoulder blades and hind thighs, the light faded, leaving behind four iron spike forks tied with chains left in the wolf king's flesh and bones.

"Roar!"

The West Wind Wolf King howled in pain, his huge body tried his best to collide in place, and the chains of the four were obviously lacking in strength, and it only took a few breaths to make the wolf king struggle out.

"Omars!"

A soldier of the National Soldiers Division suddenly shouted: "It's now, quick!" ”

The object of his shouting was the soldier who had just been knocked into the air by the wolf king and fell to the ground, and was still bruised all over his body by the wind around the wolf king in mid-air.

Ormas?

Han Dongwen gritted his teeth, which Simeng person would call him his mother's Omas?

Even if the Chinese characters are unified in "But Yin", different countries still have different language habits, and the Simeng people will not name their children Omas, just like the people of the Principality of West Asia will not call their children Wang Da Hammer!

These people belong to the Principality of Western Asia!

As if to confirm his suspicions, the soldier named Omars coughed up a mouthful of blood, braced his upper body with great difficulty, barely kept himself on a kneeling position, and put his head and palms in front of him.

"The Lord is above!"

"Omars Young, godson of Gascoen Anderson, pray for your gaze to walk on the earth for your will to edify all beings!"

"Seventh, those who hate God will be chased!"

As if he had fallen into an evil spirit, Omars shouted feverishly, ignoring his bruised body.

With a shout, the four sharp forks on the West Wind Wolf King's body suddenly burst into a burst of blue-gray flashes, and the chains were suddenly straightened by an invisible force, locking the Wolf King firmly in place.

What kind of sharp fork is that, at the moment, it is the candle cutter of the Principality of West Asia!

"Sixth, those who believe in God will be blessed!"

Omars shouted feverishly, and the skin on his hands and cheeks began to glow and smoke.

"Bang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud bang broke out on the wolf king's right hind leg, and the blue-gray brilliance had condensed into the shape of a candle scissor, running through its entire right hind leg.

"Fifth!"

Omars raised his hands in the air, and the skin of his arms seemed to have been put in an oven, and as the green smoke rose to the ground, it became a cloud of falling ash and smoke.

"There can be no ...... in this world"

Halfway through his words, his whole body suddenly froze and froze in place.

"Ormas?"

The few people who were struggling to support themselves couldn't hear the second half of the sentence, and turned their heads eagerly and shouted.

However, what caught their eyes was a figure descending from the sky, nailing the dagger firmly into the heavenly spirit cover of Omarth.

"What people!"

Han Dongwen grimaced, stepped on Omars's back and pulled out the dagger, the whole person's body was distorted, and a burst of blue-gray light disappeared in place.

His other dagger was left in place, and this kind of trick of appearing and disappearing, Han Dongwen can still play two or three times at present.

The rest of the people were obviously familiar with the light, and shouted in a lost voice, "Prayer signs? Damn it! Who betrayed us! ”

In their panic, the light knife on the West Wind Wolf King's leg had burst open like glass, and it roared angrily, and a dazzling white ball of light condensed in front of its bloody mouth like a whirlwind.

The form of the spell is probably the most primitive.

But the power of spells is only related to mana.

The remaining four people were in a hurry to escape, but it was already too late, and the Zephyr Wolf King stepped on his front paws and roared violently!

The white pillar of light composed of pure mana suddenly lit up and engulfed them in an instant, leaving only one soldier who was about to pass the pillar of light, the fake soldier, who continued to flee in a panic.

"Falling geese."

A shadow suddenly appeared on the ground under the fake soldier's feet, and when he looked up, he saw Han Dongwen holding two daggers in both hands, and smashed them down with the handles of his tail.