The tall Moorton jumped from the helicopter and headed straight for Qinglan Naji, roaring as he transformed. His fighting spirit was high, as if a single fist could kill the old guy.

"Die, old fellow, you will be my stepping stone to the throne!"

His body turned into a phantom, jumping left and right and attacking Qinglan Naji.

"It's just a dog, and it dares to bark in front of me. Back then, you monsters invaded my Huaxia, and we didn't kill them. A monster is a monster, and it will never become a climate. ”

As he spoke, Qinglan Naji stretched out his palm and grabbed Moorton's fist directly.

Mo Aoton didn't expect the other party to react so quickly, and slapped his other hand into a wolf claw on Qinglan Najib's wrist. If this claw is slapped, he believes that the opponent's wrist will be torn immediately.

Who knew that Qinglan Naji didn't let go at all, as soon as his internal qi collapsed and his arm turned, he opened the power of the wolf's claw with a strong force, and was not hurt by the wolf's claw. However, he was also secretly surprised, the strength of this werewolf exceeded his expectations, if the people here were all so strong, he would have to consider retreating.

Thinking in my heart, I am not slow in my hands. Qinglan Najib's other hand grabbed the wolf's claw and separated it from his wrist with a twist.

Moordon's eyes glowed blue and he exerted his strength again. As he howled loudly, the fist that had been grabbed turned into a wolf's claw and was released from Qinglan Naji's hand. His other claw, which had been caught, pulled back hard, trying to pull Qinglan Najib closer, and the wolf paw that escaped from the trap slapped Qinglan Najib's face.

Although he moved quickly, Qinglan Naji was even faster, and with a single turn of his wrist, he grabbed the wolf claw that Moorton wanted to slap in the face. Now Qinglan Naji successfully grabbed Moorton's two hands, and was about to separate the opponent's arms, and kicked Moorton in the chest in the middle.

If this kick is solid, the internal force will definitely break Moorton's heart.

It's a pity that the wind rises in the back of his head, and Qinglan Naji knows that there is a sneak attack behind him. This speed and latent ability must be the blood clan. Qinglan Naji could resist the blow and kick Moorton to death, but he didn't want to risk it. Who knows if the sneak attacker has any special means? Those who are capable will always be the ones who die early, and there is no need for Qinglan Najib to do that.

He calmed his toes, and as soon as he turned his body around the center of his toes, Mo Outon in his hand was picked up by him.

Moordon's body was like a club, and it hit the attacking Sango right away. Sango's unseen figure was knocked out of shape, flying out and breaking through the walls.

"You old fellow, you dare to do this to me, I will make your life worse than death today!" Moordon roared angrily, it was an unforgivable shame for him to be used as a weapon by the enemy to attack his own people.

In the second transformation, Moorton's wolf fur stretched out, his muscles and tendons thickened and expanded, and he struggled to break free from Qinglan Naji's control. Just about to attack again, he was kicked away by Qinglan Naji, and hit Fax, the night fox of the Blood Clan, who wanted to dive and attack from the air.

Sang Ge was standing up again, and he scolded when he saw this scene.

The werewolves even frantically rushed towards Qinglan Najib. Werewolves have a trait that seeing blood or fighting will trigger impulses in the blood. At this time, they were already completely enraged, and they didn't think about whether their strength could win or not, but they had to rush up and beat Qinglan Naji.

Although Virentt did not approve of this action, he could not help but fight. Don't think that the other werewolves are so enraged that they almost lose their minds, and so does he. No, he was still calm. But no matter how calm he was, he had to go up and fight.

In the dark world, don't think about relying on intrigue and trickery, then even if you are strong, you will not be recognized by the dark world. If you have wisdom but no strength, others will only value your strategy and will not recognize your strength. No one can be awarded the title of Ten Sons of the Night without the strength they have shown in battle.

Therefore, Virant can use his tactics and wait for opportunities, but he must come forward and fight no matter what. Seven of the Eight Sons of the Night who were present had already gone up to fight, and if he didn't go up to fight, no one would definitely recognize his status as the Ten Sons of the Night in the future. Unless he is using some kind of strategy to get rid of Qinglan Najib, he is just sitting and watching the people of the dark world die in battle, and he will not help.

Even if you have to calculate the blood clan, you can't do it too explicitly, otherwise even the people on the werewolf side will look down on him. The Bloods are also counting the werewolves, but they also have to come forward to fight.

I didn't see Sango come forward bravely, but he was smashed away by Qinglan Naji with Moorton. Fax, the Night Fox, saw Moordon's second transformation and thought it was an opportunity, but he was also hit.

Qinglan Naji kicked Moorton and attacked Vellot, Nightfang Wallerford, and Nightclaw Coro. Only one of them took a look, and all three were shot away at the same time.

Bloodline's Nightshade - Gerst is good at sneak attacks, and just in the interval between the three werewolves being knocked away, he attacks from behind Qinglan Naji. Unexpectedly, Qinglan Najib's back was as hard as a steel plate, and Gist couldn't sneak attack, but was kicked into the air by Qinglan Najib's back leg.

Then he jumped up to dodge the flanking attack, and gave Gust another kick in the air, kicking him sideways like a spinning bamboo dragonfly.

More and more werewolves and blood clans transformed into attack Qinglan Naji, and the battle situation was centered on Qinglan Naji, and those werewolves and blood clans were shot away one after another and shot around.

Moorton thumped his chest and screamed at the sky. The fighting spirit is high, and there is only Qinglan Naji in his eyes. Finally, he shot like a bullet at Qinglan Najib, burrowing out between the two werewolves that had been knocked away, and attacking Qinglan Najib.

Sometimes he uses modern fighting techniques, sometimes werewolves fight frantically, and sometimes he bites and attacks like beasts, and he can attack and defend each other with Qinglan Naji for a while.

The rest of the Seven Sons of the Night were horrified when they saw it, when did Mo Oudun already have such strength? Could it be that he had been hiding his strength?

Qinglan Naji didn't expect that Mo Oudun's strength would be able to improve again, the strength of the wolf king was comparable to the calcining period, and the wolf king was also divided into high, medium and low. Now that the strength of this Mo Oudun has reached the low-level wolf king, it seems that another wolf king has been born in the dark world. It's a pity that the low-level wolf king is not my opponent, so let me get rid of you, the wolf king!

Take a deep breath and feel your inner qi spread all over your body. Instead of parrying Moodon's attack, Qinglan Naji shrank back to avoid Moordon's attack. Then suddenly he straightened his body again, boom! A wave of qi rushed out of Qinglan Najib's body, this wave of qi slowed down an inch around him, and then the second layer of qi rushed out, and the third layer of qi rushed out.

The back wave pushes the front wave, the front wave stacks the back wave, and the three waves are shocking!

Five or six werewolves and bloods who were attacking Qinglan Naji's side were immediately severely injured or killed, and flew upside down in all directions.

Moordon's attack was blocked by this qi gang and could not be attacked. He immediately knew that something was wrong, it was the instinct of the beast, and flashed to the side. But it was still not fast enough, and Qinglan Najib's palm was imprinted on his shoulder.

The internal qi rushed out, and Moorton's shoulder shattered. Moorton went berserk and didn't back down. The wolf's paw grabbed Qinglan Najib's arm, and the wolf's mouth opened wide and bit down.

Qinglan Naji snorted coldly, raised his other hand, and wanted to smash Moordon's wolf head, but who knew that the hand was actually caught. He looked back, and it turned out that Gust had sneaked closer again at some point, and saw the opportunity to grasp Qinglan Najib's arm.

He knew that it would be too difficult to attack Qinglan Najib, and only by joining forces could he have a chance.

"Look for death!" Qinglan Naji raised his leg and kicked at Moorton, who knew that there was a heavy object like iron under his feet. He looked down and saw another person holding his feet. It's Fax, the fox of the night.

Are you going to restrain my hands and feet?

The reason why Koro is called the Claw of the Night is that even Moorton does not want to provoke it easily. At this moment, he used his two wolf claws to deal with one of Qinglan Naji's legs, which made Qinglan Naji unable to break free for a while.

From Moorton desperately grabbing one of Blue Orchid Najib's arms with his fear of death, to Night Shadow using his stealth advantage to sneak up on Blue Orchid Najib's other arm. Then the Night Fox saw the opportunity with cunning and hugged one of Qinglan Najib's legs, and finally the Night Claw Koro, although slower than the Blood Clan, had already followed and hugged Qinglan Najib's remaining leg.

Unplanned tactics, with their vast experience in real combat and the temporary abandonment of infighting, unexpectedly succeeded. As if the dawn of victory had come, everyone in the Blood Clan and the Werewolves was extremely excited, and rushed to Qinglan Naji one after another.

Like a moth to a fire.

Chance! Can't give it to Virent! Sango rushed forward with all his might, to make a move before the werewolves killed Qinglan Naji. Only then will the Bloodline receive the highest honors.

Danger!Qinglan Naji sensed danger. But where is the danger? Are these werewolves and bloods? Do they have secret weapons? Why do they come from all directions?

We must show all our strength and fight quickly! Qinglan Naji roared, and his internal qi burst out.

Moorton, Gust, Fax, Coro, all were blown away.

However, Sango, Betong, Virent, and Wollefo immediately pounced and grabbed Qinglan Najib's hands and feet again. After seeing Mo Orton and them being shaken away, they all chose to learn their methods to limit Qinglan Najib's hands and feet.

The previous battle had proven that even if the four of them attacked Qinglan Naji at the same time, it would be useless. As long as Qinglan Najib's hands and feet are not restricted, they are faster than them. The only way is to limit Qinglan Najib's hands and feet to achieve the goal of trapping Qinglan Najib, and then the rest of the blood clan and werewolves will attack in turn. Numerical superiority is only useful for Qinglan Najib under such conditions.

When Qinglan Naji shook Moorton and the other four people into the air, he had already attacked their bodies with internal force, causing them to be seriously injured. However, because of attacking four people at the same time, he needed to retract his strength to breathe, and it was at this time that Sang Ge and the others happened to pounce.

Qinglan Najib was caught again. The danger was as uncomfortable as a pinprick, and Qinglan Naji felt that if he didn't escape, he would definitely be in trouble. Regardless of the fact that the ventilation was not completed, the internal force was once again fully promoted, and the Gang Qi came out through the body, shaking the four people again. Qinglan Naji didn't stay for a second, and immediately fled with light skills.

Those werewolves and blood clans who came over to besiege them were everywhere. Those who jump into the air, attack close to the ground, and attack Qinglan Naji in any direction.

Qinglan Najib didn't see the direction of the city center, and he didn't have time to adjust so much. He doesn't even jump on high places, but uses the barriers of buildings to escape. Don't ask why, pure intuition.

For an enemy attack, if it can be borrowed, he doesn't mind being hit. If he gets in the way, he immediately dodges and dodges.

Qinglan Naji, who used all his light skills, was like a dexterous little fish, flashing left and right in the coral-like group of enemies and disappeared without a trace.