"Fatty. The thin man in black screamed, wanting to remind the fat man Ling Feng to defend against terror, but it was too late.

So he stepped forward with his sword, and the sword shadow swung it, blocking all of Ling Feng's retreats with the sword qi in the sky.

Although he can't kill him for a while, as long as he is entangled, when Jin Shaoyang succeeds, this kid will definitely die.

While Ling Feng was trapped in a crisis, Jin Shaoyang had already dealt with the Wolf King's men.

The wolf king, who had the strength of the sixth layer of the Tongmai Realm, was forced to retreat step by step by him, covered in blood, and he was about to follow in the footsteps of those subordinates.

Ling Feng felt a little regretful in his heart at this time, he didn't expect that the strength of the sixth-layer martial artist of the Tongmai Realm was so terrifying, and he would be too impulsive to fall into such a dangerous situation.

The wolf king, who died frequently, fought back frantically, desperately injured, and slashed through Jin Shaoyang's chest with a fearless grab.

Thorn,

Jin Shaoyang's clothes were torn, revealing a piece of golden soft armor on his body.

Ling Feng's eyes flashed, such a powerful soft armor, comparable to the sixth-layer strength of the Tongmai Realm, the wolf king couldn't break through it with all his strength, no wonder Jin Shaoyang was able to defeat the wolves so easily, it turned out that they all relied on this soft armor to guard.

"Haha, you can't kill me. ”

After saying that, a sword stabbed the wolf king in the chest, and the wolf king finally suffered from his injuries and began to bleed profusely. With heavy breathing, red plasma continued to pour out of his body, and he couldn't live long.

The essence in the wolf king's eyes began to gradually fade, and he could only keep wailing and crawling to the ground.

The thin man laughed.

"The young gang leader is really mighty, this Flame Mountain Pass is the world of my Jinyang Gang after all. Death be you, thief. ”

Everything in the valley seems to be coming to an end in the victory of the Golden Yang Gang.

Although Ling Feng still has the strength to fight again, how many attacks can he resist Jin Shaoyang, who is wearing armor, how many times?

Uh-woo......

At this moment, he seemed to hear the call of the wolf king's death.

A monster appeared on the high ground, and yes, it was a monster with a wolf head and a bone spur on its back. In the afterglow of the sun, several people in the valley could see it very clearly.

The monster's head was dark, with long fangs and a pair of terrifying blood pupils, and there was no trace of human affection.

The huge wolf body is somewhat similar to the size of the wolf king, but the muscles of the forelimbs are as strong as the dragon's knots, far more strong than the wolf king should have.

The one-foot-long claws were jet black and shiny, like the scythe of a hellish demon, making everyone present shudder.

The monster slammed its limbs on the ground rocks, drawing a straight air wave in the air, passing through a distance of hundreds of meters and shooting straight towards Jin Shaoyang in the valley like a cannonball.

Jin Shaoyang didn't even see when the monster came to him, so he was caught and flew out.

Qi and blood were surging, and his face changed greatly, and he was a sixth-layer strength of the Tongmai Realm.

The monster looked at the wolf king on the ground, who was about to breathe, and raised his head to the sky and wailed.

Uh-woo......

The figure flickered and frantically pounced on Jin Shaoyang, the long claws of the ruler drew a series of pitch-black marks in the air, tearing the space and slashing at Jin Shaoyang's body, and the long fangs repeatedly bit on his golden armor, penetrating the golden armor and cutting through one hole after another.

Jin Shaoyang naturally did not sit still, swung the sword in his hand to the extreme, relying on the defense of the treasure armor, and slashed the limbs and shoulders of the monster again and again.

But shockingly, the monster didn't seem to feel the slightest pain, and the long opening of the sword slash on its body had no effect on it, and not a drop of blood flowed out.

The thin man in black was already completely stupid, and the monster that suddenly appeared connected to the sixth layer of the Pulse Realm Jin Shaoyang couldn't resist it, and obviously fell into disadvantage. His armor was gradually shattered.

Horror, fear, and death seemed to be done to the end. A foul smell came from under him, and the thin man was directly scared to urinate.

Ling Feng was also shocked by the sudden appearance of the monster.

Like a man but not a man, like a wolf but not a wolf.

The junction between the human head and the wolf's body was actually sewn with silk threads, which was obviously spliced by people.

The monster's black face looked like the warrior who had disappeared from the border that Ling Ying had mentioned.

In just a few breaths, Jin Shaoyang's armor was shattered, and the offensive was completely gone, leaving only passive defense.

Completely unafraid of attack, the painless monster was slashed with many wounds, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye and healed quickly. It's just that his face seems to grow old as the wounds heal as the injuries increase.

Despite this, the offensive comparable to the sixth layer of the Tongmai Realm has not decreased, and Jin Shaoyang has been unable to defend left and right.

The next moment, the monster grabbed hard and hit Jin Shaoyang's chest, and this time he flew out farther, hitting the stone wall hard. The golden soft armor on his body instantly burst into pieces, his chest was sunken, his breath was sluggish, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out wildly and fell into serious injuries in the air.

As soon as he landed on the ground, without hesitation, he reached out and sent a pill into his mouth, gritted his teeth and fled directly over the stone wall and away towards the mountain pass without a trace of nostalgia.

The thin man in black was still shocked in fear, Ling Feng seized the opportunity, and in his state of dry strength, he shrank into inches with all his strength, and fled towards the high ground in the opposite direction.

The wolf-shaped monster watched the two flee, and appeared behind the frightened thin man in an instant, and the sound of poof, claws piercing through the body sounded.

The thin man looked at the pitch-black claws peeking out of his chest, and his eyes were wide open and he fell to the ground.

The wolf-shaped monster drew its claws and made a slight bow, and with a bang, the rocky ground under its feet was stepped out of a deep pit with great force, and the cracks spread out like spider webs.

The body shot at the fleeing Ling Feng like a cannonball again, with a piercing air explosion.

Ling Feng heard the sound of wind behind him, and when he looked back, he was shocked.

"Damn, why are you chasing me? That wolf king was killed by Jin Shaoyang. ”

I didn't have time to think about it, so I ran away.

In the state of potential activation, the ground is reduced to inches, and the power is even more increased, and one step is already two hundred meters away. But the wolf-like monster was faster, and in a few breaths it was already in front of him.

Ling Feng couldn't escape, but he didn't expect to be caught up so easily after practicing to shrink the ground into inches. Even the powerhouses of the Yuangang Realm don't have such a fast speed, right?

In addition to the shock in his heart, he knew that he could only fight to the death to find a glimmer of hope of survival.

So he stopped, turned around, and stood proudly.

Even if Lao Tzu died, he would die in battle.

There seemed to be a raging fire burning in his eyes, and Ling Feng's handprint was quickly cast, waiting for the wolf-like monster to burst in.

The wolf monster opened its hideous mouth, and its sparse mane stood upside down as if attacking Jin Shaoyang, without the slightest delay, and swept towards Ling Feng with a whistling blast.

Condensation fingers.

Ling Feng would be eager to pour all his power into this finger.

A massive amount of vitality mixed with the rolling heat wave quickly condensed into a ray of light, bursting out from Ling Feng's fingers.

There was no sound, only the light penetrated the space and then hit the wolf-shaped monster's heart, like a defeat.

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing through the tattered leather armor rang out, and then exploded before the wolf-like monster's claws touched Ling Feng's chest.

Dust rises all over the sky.

The monster was shaken back by the wave of qi generated by the explosion, and when the smoke and dust were blown away by the strong wind, the scene in front of him made Ling Feng completely desperate.