The battle stopped for a moment, but the fog seemed to grow thicker.

Quillon raised his head and let out a loud, somber call to the waning moon.

At this moment, all the wolf soldiers were still wolf riders, and they all retreated outside the battlefield. Everyone stood silently.

Because the next war will no longer belong to them, but will be a duel between kings and kings. For them, there is only one option, and that is to wait, to wait to follow the last strong man.

Even if they become Shura, the Kui Wolf Clan still has the blood of the Jungle Beast Clan in their blood! For them, the law of the jungle is the way of heaven. The law of the jungle is survival of the fittest! Even if he is a king, he cannot avoid it.

For Quillon, in the face of the challenge of another king, he can only choose to fight, not escape, which means that the person is abandoned. So the battle is either you die or I die, and he fights! His howl is equal to his oath.

"Come, mysterious king, this is my territory, my battlefield!

Quillon yelled viciously at the mist, clenched his axe, and walked in front of the wolf army with his head held high.

The soldiers of the Big Fat and Rabbit Clan also seemed to realize that there had taken a dramatic turn in the battlefield, and it was not Tong Fei and their team who temporarily stopped the fighting. Instead, another mysterious king appeared within the wolf clan, and it was no longer up to them to decide whether this battle would stop or continue, they could only wait.

Tong Fei didn't seem to understand a little, but Fang Qing was this smart rabbit clan by his side. The rabbit clan is also a beast of the jungle, and the law of the king of the jungle is also innate in the blood.

"I see, who is this mysterious wolf king?"

After listening to Fang Qing's explanation, Tong Fei also understood the reason.

At this moment, he was more concerned about who this mysterious wolf clan king was, how could he intervene in this battlefield at such a critical juncture, and whether he was an enemy or a friend?

In fact, this issue is equally concerned by both the rabbit and the wolf clan. Except for Quilon, because the one in the mist is his mortal enemy.

Everyone's eyes widened as they watched the misty battlefield, waiting for the Mystic to reveal his face. Tong Fei seemed to frown, and muttered in a trance: "So familiar!" Even though the fog covered everything, Tong Fei could still feel the one in the fog with the help of the earth's spiritual sense.

"It's two!" Tong Fei's voice was very small, but Fang Qing beside him could hear it very clearly. He stared at Tong Fei, his eyes full of surprise and adoration. You can feel it?

Sure enough, two dazzling white figures walked out of the mist, and under the moonlight, almost everyone could see clearly, and two came out of the mist, one was a silver-haired werewolf with a height of nine feet, and the other was a white wolf with a silver shining body and no flaws. Especially the white wolf, the coat color seems to have a trace of blue in the white, like an illusory beauty.

"Ahh

But the moment Tong Fei saw it appear, he almost blurted out, and he whispered in surprise: "Yinxue, why is it?"

Almost at the same time, everyone who knew the little white wolf Yinxue, such as Da Fei, Lao Gong, Fang Zhongrui and his wife, Fang Rong and Fang Xin, all shouted out this name at the same time.

"Yinxue!How could it be?"

The Holy King Wolf Clan?

The moment Quillon saw the other party, he let out a low exclamation. His face suddenly became more and more gloomy.

All the wolf clans present who have wisdom know that this is not an ordinary king, but the legendary natural king, the Holy King Wolf Clan. This is the supreme of all the wolf clans, and it is the most noble race among the wolf clans.

At this moment, Quillon retracted his gaze, turned his head to look at the wolf army behind him, and scolded: "Stupid!"

There were two knights in the Chinese army, the two who were standing beside the dead Kuimeng before, who subconsciously retreated at this moment. Hiding in the team, it seems that he does not dare to face Quilon, let alone the white werewolf and the silver wolf who came out of the fog.

Seeing this scene, Tong Fei seemed to understand, remembering that when Yinxue was dying before, he said that he had been attacked by someone, and I am afraid that all this has something to do with Quilon. Maybe Quillon is looking for someone to deal with it.

The white werewolf beside Yin Xue is very strong in cultivation and ability. Even much higher than Quillon. Could it be that on the eve of the battle, it suddenly disappeared, to move the rescuers?

"Kuimu Wolf Clan, let your king come out to talk!" The white werewolf walked in front of the wolf army, with a condescending majesty, as if a lady under the moon said loudly: "Tell me, where is your wolf venerable!"

Almost all the wolves didn't dare to face each other directly, and they all looked at Queron who was standing in front of the team.

"Is that you?" the white werewolf retracted his gaze and looked Quillon up and down at Quilon on the other side. Quillon clenched his axe and raised his head: "Yes, I am the current Wolf Venerable, who are you?"

"Hmph, who am I?I'm afraid you should know who I am when you see me, right?" the white werewolf glanced at Quillon in front of him with disdain. It's like a rich man facing a beggar. Then he burst out laughing.

Laughing made Quilon feel a little furious. And they didn't know what they meant. The white-haired werewolf smiled and looked up at the wolf army around him, as if he didn't bother to look at Quilon, and said loudly: "Gray and green mixed blood wolves, a lowly population like a dog!

"Who said I was a lowly race, and I had the blood of ancient wolves flowing through me......" Quillon was furious, but his words seemed to be a little lacking.

The white werewolf glanced at Quilon and said contemptuously: "Yes, you do have a trace of the blood of the Ancient Wolf Venerable on your body, but what can this prove, who knows where you stole the ancient spirit blood." Even if you have ancient spiritual blood, you can't wash away your lowly origin. The bloodline will never deceive, this is the ancient law set by the Moon Immortal, and no one can violate it. ”

The white werewolf's words were like the strongest weapon, directly shattering Quilon's confidence. There was panic on his face: "I'm ...... I'm Wolf Venerable, this is my territory, where did you come from, talking nonsense here, I tore you apart!"

Quillon looked a little annoyed and angry, and he said this, but he still couldn't make a move when the other party didn't show his combat weapon. After all, this was before the thousands of troops, and he was a king. Must have the demeanor of a king.

"You, you don't deserve my challenge!" the white werewolf said disdainfully, "Let the elder of the Kui Wood Wolf come out and speak!"

"Elder?" Quilon sneered, "You white guy is cowardly, aren't you?" those old guys are all in Kuimu City, if you want to see them, you might as well wait for you to defeat me." Today is where I have the final say, this is my battlefield. Since you challenge me, ask me about my axe first, and don't talk nonsense. Even if you are the bloodline of the Saint King Wolf, what can you prove?

"Hmph, although you are not worthy of the qualification to duel, but you have insulted the Holy King's concubine, I can kill you, so as to prove that the laws of the ages cannot be violated!" The white werewolf raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and suddenly his whole body bloomed with a trace of light like passing through the illusion, the light and the color of the coat on Yinxue's body were so unified, but it was a hundred times more dazzling than it.

"Sage's Light!Let you see what the power of the bloodline is!" The white werewolf exuded a kind of coercion all over his body, as if he was the ancient god of war, and everything in the world was full of ants in his eyes.

Quillon screamed, as if he was trying his best to resist, brandishing a giant axe and rushing towards the other party!

The white werewolf smiled disdainfully, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, an illusory blue lightsaber appeared in his hand, meeting Quilon's giant axe, and he heard a click, and the blue light almost cut through the giant axe, directly penetrating Quilon's right shoulder.

Quillon retreated in pain, blood splattered from his shoulder, and his right arm could barely be raised. With just one move, just one move, it completely broke Quilon's offensive. This shook everyone.

Tong Fei knew how powerful the Quilon Giant Axe was, and he knew this deeply when he fought against Quilon before. Although Quilon's axe is not a magic weapon, its power should not be underestimated. Even if Tong Fei Zhanlu was in his hand, he felt that he couldn't fight it head-on, so at that time, he relied on his mind clone and dealt with it.

But Quillon was barely able to make a move under the white werewolf's lightsaber. What kind of power is this? Tong Fei was a little surprised! Especially the sword swung by the other party, even if it was a few feet away, Tong Fei was in a trance, and he had a sense of sacredness that he couldn't look up to. "Oh my God, this is truly a sacred sword!"