The mountains and rivers are murmuring, and the trees are shaded to the spring light.

On the banks of the river, two battlefields are in full swing.

Originally, there were more than one enemy, if it weren't for Nan Xiao's blue bitter sea divine power and doubled the golden bell shield body, I am afraid that it would have been eaten by the wolves.

But even under the double increase of Jin Ge Ruiming's slash, Nan Xiao was only evenly matched with more than a dozen gray wolves, and he was at a stalemate for a while.

After a long battle, Rao is Nan Xiao's cultivation is profound, and he is a little stretched at this time.

It was probably because the wolves had fought with Nan Xiao before, and after seeing the strength and bravery of Nan Xiao's hand-to-hand combat, the gray wolves all stood in the distance, just launching long-range attacks.

The seven steps of the god were completed several times, and the cocoon silk form intent and butcher shape intent in the Eight Methods of Killing Saints were sacrificed one after another, but it was still difficult to cause damage to the gray wolves who stood in the distance and could only attack from afar.

The arm holding the Sikong long sword was about to be unable to support it, and even the self-defense golden bell, which had the increase of Jin Ge Rui's sharp slash, was on the verge of shattering.

The only thing that made Nan Xiao happy was that most of the gray wolves who fought with her had not yet opened their spiritual intelligence, let alone broken through to the advanced realm.

Otherwise, Nan Xiao would have run away a long time ago.

Even if there is no second blue wolf king in the gray wolf pack, the fighting style of fighting more and less and fighting from a distance still makes it difficult for Nan Xiao to adapt.

Once you can't adapt to the rhythm of the battle, the consequences are unimaginable.

Surrounded by wolves, Nan Xiao was deeply encircled.

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The vivid birds fluttered, Xu Donglai's forehead was sweating, even if this method made it difficult for the physical body to meet the strong pressure, he still gritted his teeth and insisted, and his handprints were endless.

The green feather piece, the extremely powerful blue wolf king was trapped in the light network for a while.

If there is no external help, it may really be possible to be killed by Xu Donglai alone.

Xu Donglai was a little proud, and in the afterglow, he caught a glimpse of the wolves that made him a little jealous of besieging Nanxiao.

Suddenly, his confidence skyrocketed, if he defeated the blue wolf king with the blood of the blue wolf and the deep foundation in a single battle, not only proved himself, but also maybe he could save the beauty heroically, and a good story was spread!

Thinking of this, Xu Donglai increased the output of the feathering divine power, and the light network compiled by the green lark seemed to have weight, directly pressing the Blue Wolf King to the ground, making it difficult to move.

Against the counterattack of the Blue Wolf King, Xu Donglai looked back and shouted to Nan Xiao: "Sister Nan, you hold on a little longer!" Even the hairy wolves dare to kill innocents indiscriminately! I even put up a shelf in front of the young master - see that I don't crush all its arrogance, break its wings, and completely beat it into pulp! ”

In the huge net of light and shadow, the Blue Wolf King groaned angrily.

The flesh was torn open by a wound several inches deep, and the blue-gray hair was dripping blood wetly.

I didn't expect Xu Donglai to launch a ruthless attack, and the offensive would be so fierce.

The Blue Wolf King seemed to be vulnerable, and even his bone wings could not be stretched diagonally.

"Two-legged sheep, when this king breaks free, you will be better off than dead!"

Holding back the pain, the Blue Wolf King plunged his nearly crushed bone wings diagonally into the dirt to gain a foothold in the gravity vortex.

The cyan wings are like the sea, and the bone wings are the anchors, biting the river bank.

The Blue Wolf King, who was still domineering before, was on the verge of defeat at this time, and could only support himself under the attack of Xu Donglai's feathered spirit.

There is Zeng Mountain above the Hanhai Sea, and the force is heavier than Qianjun.

Finally, the Blue Wolf King couldn't bear the pain of his heart anymore and snorted.

"Whew-"

"Whoa—"

The wolves surrounding Nan Xiao roared angrily when they heard that their king was moaning.

"Hmph - this king is really underestimated! Presumably you are the feathered body that the Fourth Highness said, right? ”

Even if he was at a disadvantage and his breathing was short, the aura of the Blue Wolf King was still calm, and he spoke calmly at this time, and continued: "The Xu family, every hundreds of years, will inevitably give birth to a feathered god body, with a profound background, he is the uncrowned king of Zhongzhou, not much worse than those royal relatives and nobles, and he is one of the bettors of this Taoist treatise. ”

"You know a lot about the Narrative Treatise! Strictly speaking, I'm not a feathered god, and I'm half a fluke. ”

Xu Donglai didn't deny it, but his hands and feet didn't stop, and he still kept pinching the tricks.

The speed makes the palm fingers that fly into phantoms look like wind and water.

"No matter what forces are behind you, you can't beat me! Evil beast, let me die! ”

Xu Donglai's voice is crisp, and it is a pure juvenile voice.

Immediately afterward, his right hand was raised, and then he pressed down hard.

It's like swatting a fly to death.

"Click!"

It's the crunch of a broken bone.

The wings were broken, and the blue wolf king no longer had a support point, and his limbs knelt on the ground, and even his proud head was severely pressed, and he was three points shorter.

However, the Blue Wolf King did not beg for mercy, but mocked Xu Donglai and said disdainfully: "No wonder you are so weak, it turns out that you are a half-hanger, and you can't even compare to a finger of our four highnesses!" ”

"Your Highness? It's just a coward who hides behind the chess game and doesn't dare to come out, insulting the name of the heavenly demon body. ”

When talking about the mysterious Fourth Highness who had a heavenly demon body, Xu Donglai was very disdainful.

Just when he wanted to make another sacrifice to understand the Blue Wolf King, a chill ran down his spine.

Xu Donglai turned around suddenly.

A sharp sword was like a long rainbow that pierced the sun, cutting off all of Xu Donglai's sight.

"No!"

With his life hanging by the line, he had no choice but to use life-saving means.

A rainbow was born under his feet, and Xu Donglai's body was full of cyan feathers.

The reason why the flame was so popular with our ancestors is that fear breeds darkness.

Xu Donglai, who has always been confident, rarely lost his sense of proportion, and even the cyan feathers outside his body had no direction and were endless.

The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast.

The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep low.

The Blue Wolf King first showed weakness to the enemy, and then made remarks to interfere with Xu Donglai's judgment, thus laying a deadly trap.

It was the shadow of the gods.

It is the gift obtained by the Blue Wolf King who slaughtered the demons and sacrificed to the heavens frantically, and stimulated the bloodline inheritance.

"Humans are weak because they can't adapt to the dark."

As if closing the coffin, the Blue Wolf King playfully looked at Xu Donglai, who was at a loss in mid-air.

The sharp sword was more like the scythe of death, hanging above Xu Donglai's neck.

The green feathers outside Xu Donglai's body were few, and the green larks had long been swallowed by the darkness.

As soon as the shadow came out, the light was extinguished.

Obviously, it was still a blue sky and a white day before, but Xu Donglai couldn't see anything.

It was as if he had fallen on flat ground, and in front of him was an abyss.

After losing his vision, Xu Donglai's sense of hearing became more acute.

This frightened him even more.

The Blue Wolf King breathed steadily, and the sound of the long sword colliding with the wind blade and the golden knife was like a drum, making Xu Donglai's heart jump wildly.

After digesting one-tenth of the Xu family's feather inheritance, do you want to die in obscurity in the mountains and forests and bury yourself in the wolf's mouth for ridiculous self-esteem?

The rainbow is dim, and the green feathers are scattered.

Xu Donglai was young after all, and he was so frightened that he lost his fighting spirit for a while.

Even as the fierce killing machine got closer and closer, he still sat in place, howling and crying.

"Sister Qiu'er, Xiaodong is afraid!"

The ease of disguise is fragile in the face of death.

Xu Donglai was beaten back to his original appearance from a high-spirited teenager.

At the age of eight or nine, he should be the age to read and learn calligraphy, but he was forced to face the most tragic death.

With a lonely courage and arrogance in tears, Xu Donglai knelt on the ground, crying silently.

Just when Xu Donglai was about to be slashed by the light of the Shadow Blade released by the Blue Wolf King, a girl's cry came from a few feet away from himself.