Sky Wolf, an extremely rare beast king with a trace of heavenly thunder power in his body, although he is not yet fully adult, he is no longer inferior to the combat power of his mother, the Silver Moon Wolf King.

He was dressed in silver wolf fur, with saber-toothed shoulders and teeth, sharp as a knife, his head as big as a fight, and his eyes were also silver, but his pupils had a faint purple tinge.

The so-called Zifu Heavenly Thunder, this is the manifestation of the power of the Heavenly Thunder.

Meng Bao was in front of him, still holding a bamboo pole in his hand, but it seemed to be used as a crutch to support the ground, obviously he had eaten too much, and he couldn't stand steadily, and his two feet could no longer keep his body balanced, and he needed a third foot to stabilize the ball-like body.

Letting out a low wolf roar, the wolf is accustomed to intimidating his opponents before launching a surprise attack.

But Meng Bao didn't react, didn't be frightened, and ignored it, but his body trembled slightly, he burped, and a strange breath rushed towards the wolf.

The Heavenly Wolf suddenly felt dizzy, and quickly flashed to the side, vigilant in his heart, could it be that this chubby cultivator can spray poison from his mouth? This is not easy to deal with.

It's just that the Heavenly Wolf finally saw Ye Xuan, the enemy, while the master was still in the rear to greet other cultivators, if he could kill this young man in one fell swoop, it would be a great revenge for his mother, the Silver Moon Wolf King.

Finally, he couldn't hold back the ferocity in his heart, and the wolf rose directly into the air and pounced towards Mengbao.

The bamboo pole in Mengbao's hand directly turned into a green mang, and it was pumped towards the wolf, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, directly on the wolf's head, knocking it to the ground.

The Heavenly Wolf couldn't help but be stunned, this chubby cultivator had such great strength, a bamboo pole could knock himself over?

The wolf's scarlet eyes stared at Meng Bao, and if he didn't knock it down quickly, the master would come, and then he wouldn't be able to kill the enemy who was watching the play in the rear.

Flying in the air again, a spin of the wolf, with the long wolf tail as a whip, wrapped around the bamboo pole in Mengbao's hand, trying to contain the bamboo pole, his claws and sharp teeth could directly tear the opponent's defense, and even the chest.

To the surprise of the wolf, Meng Bao directly abandoned the bamboo pole, grabbed the wolf's big tail, and then threw it violently to the ground.

The poor wolf was slammed by Meng Bao, and it couldn't stand it anymore, and it was directly covered in blood, and its silver wolf hair was instantly dyed red, making an earth-shattering wail.

The tail has always been in the hands of Meng Bao, and Meng Bao is also having a lot of fun, grabbing the wolf here and there, falling there, it has become a toy, how miserable it is, how miserable it is.

In the end, Meng Bao saw a group of cultivators rushing over, as if to save the silver wolf, so he suddenly felt playful, and rushed towards the cultivators directly with the poor heavenly wolf.

At this moment, the wolf was dizzy and dizzy by Meng Bao, and kept biting and scratching in the rapid rotation, vaguely feeling that he had caught the prey, biting the prey, and all that echoed in his ears were the wails of the cultivators.

The more Meng Bao played, the more fun he became, the spinning wolf was simply turning somewhere, where it fell, mourning all over the field, and the owner Ye Xuan did not stop it, there seemed to be encouragement in his eyes.

Meng Bao was even more energetic at the moment, and rushed to kill seven in and seven out among the guests, and everywhere he passed, everyone had to lose a piece of meat, either torn off by the wolf's claws, or was bitten by the wolf.

The three young men of Liangcheng, who were watching the play, widened their eyes, and the pig-headed brother couldn't help but ask: "Boss Ye, the fat brother is too violent, this is simply trampling on the entire dinner party, could it be that you have a relationship with that dream Qiuyue?"

"Yes, Boss Ye, Fang Zhentian was beaten away by you with a punch, and marrying his daughter-in-law who didn't pass through the door is also a beautiful thing that is praised by cultivators!"

"But after all, this is Fangjiazhuang, will the fat brother's momentum be too big, so arrogant that he tosses all the guests around like playthings, and it will definitely cause * annoyance." The little white dragon was a little worried, lest the city gate catch fire, which would affect the pond fish, and the three young people in Liangcheng would become salted fish.

"It doesn't matter, those guests are just minor injuries, just a piece of meat, no one has died, it's just having fun. Ye Xuan said lightly.

"What are you talking about? A small injury? Just a piece of meat? Not a few people died? Ye Xuan, hurry up and ask your little brother to come back for me, this dinner was messed up by your little brother, just to let him have fun?" Fang Yun'er said angrily.

"You can't blame us, you also saw that silver wolf, rushing over and biting someone, we are fighting back in self-defense, understand?" Ye Xuan didn't take Fang Yun'er seriously, and didn't even look at it.

"...... you" Seeing Ye Xuan's attitude, Fang Yun'er directly regarded herself as air, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed and angry, and slapped Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan frowned slightly, his right hand grabbed Fang Yun'er's wrist as fast as lightning, and only used three points of force to press downward.

The eldest lady of the Fang family was in pain, and felt that her wrist was directly broken, and she stumbled under her feet, falling on the grass, and was extremely embarrassed.

"Are you okay, Yun'er, Ye Gongzi, you actually shot at a woman?" Ding Xiaotong helped Fang Yun'er up, and couldn't help but question Ye Xuan.

"What you mean is that the male cultivator deserves to be beaten by the female cultivator, and in the future, the female cultivator will be directly declared victorious in the martial arts competition. Ye Xuan looked at Ding Xiaotong with a mocking expression, and he was not humble at all because the previous Miss Ding family admired him.

"But you're a reader. Ding Xiaotong snorted coldly.

"Oh, scholar, even if I am a scholar, she is not, not to mention that the book says that men are inferior to women, and if she beats me, she is guilty of the following crimes, and she should be glad that she was not pulled down and punished with a cane. Ye Xuan replied indifferently.

"That'...... Then your realm is higher than hers, can't you let her be a little bit?" Ding Xiaotong was confused by Ye Xuan's rebuttal, and couldn't help but ask again.

"If you have a high realm, you have to let a cultivator with a low realm? The head of the family, does the sect master dare to go out? Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by a mortal body realm cultivator? Our cultivators are about to run away when they see a low-level cultivator, even if they fight, we are afraid of hurting them, and we love the flowers and plants on the side of the road? This young lady, what kind of way do you cultivate?"

Ye Xuan looked at Ding Xiaotong with a mocking expression, feeling that this eldest lady had a bad brain.

Ding Xiaotong's face turned red, and he was half angry at Ye Xuan's words, and he couldn't wait to step forward and fight Ye Xuan.

"Xiaotong, I said it earlier, this kid is a bastard, you started to help him talk, and my brother will come back later to see how he dies. Fang Yun'er glared at Ye Xuan viciously.

"Alas, why do you want to see your brother's wedding turn into a funeral so much?" Ye Xuan was also helpless, Fang Yun'er was also a brainless eldest lady of the family.

The second daughter walked away stupidly, as if she disdained to be in the company of rude cultivators like Ye Xuan who attacked women, and Jiang Shan, who was on the side, shook his head secretly.

"You guys are lucky, you didn't see Ye Xuan's true murderous side, killing beautiful women and cultivators, like killing pigs and dogs. Jiang Shan muttered in his heart.

"Little Ash!" A crisp, pleasant and somewhat familiar voice came into Ye Xuan's ears.

Ye Xuan knew that the owner of the Heavenly Wolf, Zuoqin, had finally arrived.