Shen Lang didn't panic in the slightest, and the Tianshui Blade in his right hand just swiped casually......

The blade on the tip of the long knife suddenly grew several meters, drawing a beautiful arc like a crescent, instantly cutting the two fastest Nether wolves on the right hand side into two!

This was the first time that Shen Lang had used spiritual power after killing more than twenty ghost wolves.

"If it's just numbers, your numbers are far from enough!"

Shen Lang snorted lightly, no longer caring about the ghost wolves on both sides, his figure flashed, like a ghost, and rushed straight forward.

"Whew!"

The light of the incomparable sword that was several feet long lit up in front of it, as if it had cut off all the space, and the front was emptied in an instant.

Seven or eight ghost wolves, Shen Lang, didn't even scream, they were directly split in half with a knife and fell on the grass, leaving a mess on the grass.

He ...... Who the hell is he? How can he be so powerful at such a young age?" When Shen Lang's figure rushed into the wolves, and the blood flew in his hand, and the ghost wolves were constantly killed, Xu Lianyou, who was inside the light mask, recovered from the huge shock and asked.

"It's too strong, it's too strong, in the face of so many extremely fast, invisible ghost wolves, he can walk through them more easily than we kill chickens. Uncle Zhong muttered to himself.

As the oldest and most knowledgeable person among the few people here, he was ten times more shocked than the others.

Xia Yu's face turned even paler, at the entrance of the Tara Grassland, he was still holding a long sword and pointing at the other party, and there was a lot of offense between his words, and now seeing such a scene, this made him feel confused, and the fear was even worse than when he faced the wolves before.

This mysterious boy faced hundreds of ghost wolves, and he was still in a no-man's land, and his movements were unbelievable...... If you want to kill him Xia Yu, it's as easy as a snap......

"Boom...... Boom......"

Xia Yu's throat made a strange sound, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

It's just that his body trembled even more.

As these people spoke, the screams of the Nether wolves outside the light mask and the chaotic fighting suddenly disappeared......

The group of ghostly wolves that were majestic and fierce and domineering before, except for the three leading ones who ran a little faster and escaped into the grassland, all the corpses of the rest were either split in half or separated.

The nearby grass was almost completely covered with wolf corpses and blood, and it was terrifying like a Shura field.

Xu Lianyou and the others looked at it, and seven or eight meters away from the light mask, the mysterious young man's long knife drooped, standing there quietly, the sun was shining, and his resolute face seemed to be frozen into a picture that people would never forget.

Shen Lang turned around slowly, an imperceptible silver thread flashed in his eyes, and in his gaze, the world had changed.

Originally, he just wanted to see if there was still a ghost wolf hiding nearby, but Shen Lang's body stiffened at this moment......

A drop of cold sweat ran down Shen Lang's cheeks, and the hand holding the Tianshui Blade subconsciously added a little strength.

"This little brother, thank you very much! The grace of saving your life, toothless and unforgettable, Ouyang Zhong, the deputy hall master of the Aoki Hall in the Lower Shuanglongmen, ......"

Ouyang Zhong in the mask said as he wanted to get out of the mask.

"If you don't want to die, just stand there and don't move!"

A soft drink sounded in the minds of several people in the light mask, but it was Shen Lang who warned these five people with his divine thoughts.

The faces of the five people in the light mask turned pale, and the spirit that had just relaxed immediately tensed up again, and the hand holding the weapon had already hung down, but it was subconsciously raised again.

Xu Lianyou took a deep look at Shen Lang, followed his gaze, and only saw a small hill more than twenty meters away, and there were a lot of ghost wolves lying below, and there was nothing else.

"Listen to him, don't move, everyone, be on guard!" Xu Lianyou seemed to think of something, and the colorful glass lamp in his hand trembled violently, and the colorful glass lamp was completely stimulated, so that the protective light shield was bright and the protection was enhanced several times!

"Second Miss, we are ...... What does that guy mean by that?" asked a woman behind Xu Lianyou timidly.

"He's nervous,......" Xu Lianyou suddenly said something inexplicable.

The other four people were taken aback, this mysterious young man killed hundreds of ghost wolves like chopping melons and vegetables, how could he be nervous if he walked in it?

"Could it be...... Wolf King!"

Uncle Zhong's deep voice made the other people chuckle in their hearts, and cold sweat broke out.

The ordinary beast group is also the beast king, and the nether wolf group naturally has a wolf king, if the wolf king is also hidden on one side......

Most of these ghost wolves are three-level and level-one, and if they want to lead such a wolf pack, the wolf king may have to reach level five to be possible!

This means that around here, there may be a level 5 or higher Nether Wolf King!

Apart from the wolf king, what else could possibly make this mysterious and powerful teenager react like this?

Everyone's eyes immediately fixed on Shen Lang......

Shen Lang was indeed nervous.

The feeling of nervousness has actually not appeared on Shen Lang's body for a long time.

Shen Lang has already killed a lot of fifth-level demon beasts, even if it is inconvenient to use the Taiji Diagram here, but killing a fifth-level demon beast is just a little effort.

Even if it is a sixth-level demon beast, which is equivalent to the cultivation of Ye Xiaozheng, the city lord of Tianfeng City, the current Shen Lang may not have the strength to fight.

At the beginning, Shen Lang was chased and killed by Ye Xiaozheng and the Demon Dao Martial Artist, and there was no tension from beginning to end.

His heart is as hard as a rock, and now he is deeply affected by the memory of the War Emperor, even if Ye Xiao is now taking all the masters of the City Lord's Mansion to surround this place, I am afraid it will not make him react much.

But...... Shen Lang was still nervous.

The picture of the silver eyes showing up is too shocking......

In Shen Lang's sight, on the small hillside where he had stood, in a faint light mask, Shui Qingwu's face was pale and he didn't dare to move.

And about ten meters to her left, a nether wolf was a whole size bigger than a normal Nether Wolf...... She was looking at her prey like a prey!

The ghost wolf is not only much larger than the ordinary ghost wolf, but also the color of its fur is very different from that of the ordinary ghost wolf, the general ghost wolf has black and brown fur, but this ghost wolf is silver all over, majestic!

"Sixth-level Nether Wolf King!"

Although Shui Qingwu couldn't see the Netherwolf King, she felt the powerful and incomparable murderous aura and momentum, so she didn't dare to move.

And Shen Lang also didn't dare to move......

Shen Lang was almost thirty meters away from Shui Qingwu, and the Nether Wolf King was only ten meters away from Shui Qingwu - this distance, at this level, and for Nether Wolves, who were known for their speed, it was a matter of an instant.

Shen Lang couldn't guarantee that he would be able to intercept the Nether Wolf King before he pounced on the water dance!

A sixth-level demon beast, equivalent to a martial artist at the peak realm of the Spirit Martial Realm, even if a guy like Ye Xiaozheng of the Spirit Martial Realm Eight Heavens encounters this Nether Wolf King, the chance of successfully surviving will not be more than forty percent!

"The Silver Eyes of Delusion can't last too long, the longer they last, the greater the amount of divine thoughts consumed, as long as they last a little longer, I may be defeated without a fight, but if I don't use the Silver Eyes of Delusion...... What to do!"

Rao is Shen Lang is as wise as a demon, and when he encountered such a dead end, it was also the first time that he had a tense relationship!

The smell of blood was still emanating from the vicinity, and the whole scene was eerily quiet and terrifying......

Obviously, it was only a short while, but everyone present felt as if thousands of years had passed......

"Tick!"

A drop of Shen Lang's sweat dripped down.

He quietly watched the water dance, his eyes were frighteningly cold.

Although Shui Qingwu on the opposite side had an invisible light mask on her body, she could clearly know that Shen Lang could see her.

And this point is also the most crucial point!

It was at this moment when Shen Lang's sweat was dripping that the water light dance finally had a move!

"Shen Lang!"

Shui Wu screamed, and rushed towards Shen Lang desperately, at the same time, the light in her hand flashed, a piece of jade talisman had been crushed, and the light shield of the invisibility talisman was broken and replaced with a dazzling golden light shield, and her figure was finally revealed......

Almost at the moment when Shui Qingwu's eyes moved, Shen Lang, who was standing quietly in the grass, also moved.

"Bell!"

Shen Lang slapped his left hand, and the long knife in his hand flew out with a piercing white light like a sharp arrow.

In the sky, the water blade was shining brightly that day, and the incomparable sword light was manifested at this time, like a dazzling sun's rays that made it difficult to look at it.

"Wow!"

With a strange scream, Shen Lang, who had an indifferent face before, seemed to be a different person, slammed his right foot on the ground, and between the mud and rocks, his people had already rushed towards the water dance!

At this moment, Shen Lang not only has the power of thunder and lightning around his body like a thunder god, but his eyes are no longer as ancient as before, but are full of tyrannical aura, as if his body was born with the violent factor of "war", and now it is stimulated.

"Wolf King, come and fight me!"

In Shen Lang's heavy drinking, the Netherwolf King had already pounced on the water as fast as lightning.

"Bell!"

The Celestial Water Blade brushed past the water with a terrifying blade, and then hit the huge head of the Nether Wolf King with incomparable accuracy.

The sound of gold and iron sounded, and the impact of energy burst out with a more intense white light, making several people from the Double Dragon Gate in the light mask involuntarily look away.

The sword of the Heavenly Water Blade slowed down the Netherwolf King for about three seconds, and then the long knife rebounded back.

At this time, Shen Lang finally came to Shui Qingwu's side under the full charge of the two of them.

"Prison Suppression Knife Skill!"

The crisis has not been resolved, the blood is boiling, and the warlike Shen Lang has no time to talk to Shui Qingwu, with a move of his right hand, the Tianshui Blade is connected to his hand, and the thunder and lightning are intertwined in an instant, and suddenly a much more powerful knife burst out than before, and in Shen Lang's roar, he slashed at the head of the wolf king who was once again in the air!

"Boom!"

In the loud noise, there was a trace of surprise in the eyes of the Nether Wolf King, and at the moment when he flew backwards, he waved his front paws, grabbed the sword, and swept past the edge of Shen Lang's left arm like lightning!

"Whew!"

Shen Lang, who couldn't dodge, splattered blood on his arm, and his clothes were torn, revealing a terrifying wound that was half a foot deep and visible to the bone.

And the Nether Wolf King was directly blasted out by this knife, rolling on the grass again and again, and it took a while to settle down.

"Whew!"

The Nether Wolf King let out an angry howl, a pair of dark green eyes full of tyrannical killing intent, and the anthropomorphic eyes made everyone understand: it, real anger!

As if a substantial killing intent swept through the audience, several people in the Shuanglongmen in the light mask were instantly colorless......

"This momentum...... It's a sixth-level Nether Wolf King!" Uncle Zhong's hoarse voice was full of bitterness.

"Shen Lang!"

Shui Qingwu, who fled behind Shen Lang, looked at his bloody arm and screamed.