The mountains and rivers are murmuring, and the trees are shaded by the spring light.
On the river bank, two battlefields were raging.
There are many enemies with one. If it weren't for Nanxiao's Blue Bitter Sea's powerful divine power and the double-increasing golden bell shield to protect his body, he would have been eaten by a pack of wolves.
But even with the double increase of Jinge Ruimingzhan, Nan Xiao was only evenly matched with more than a dozen gray wolves, and was in a stalemate for a while.
After fighting hard for a long time, even though Nan Xiao had a deep cultivation base, he was already a little stretched at this time.
Probably because the wolves had fought with Nan Xiao before, after seeing Nan Xiao's strength and bravery in close combat, the gray wolves stood far away and only launched long-range attacks.
Zong Shen walked through the Seven Steps several times, and the Cocoon Silk Imagery and Butcher Imagery among the Eight Saint Killing Methods were used one after another, but it was still difficult to cause damage to the gray wolves standing far away who could only attack from a distance.
The arm holding Sikong's sword could no longer support it, and even the self-defense golden bell with the amplification of Jin Ge Ruiming Slash was on the verge of breaking.
The only thing Nan Xiao was lucky about was that most of the gray wolves she fought with had not yet opened their spiritual intelligence, let alone broken through to a profound realm.
Otherwise, Nan Xiao would have run away long ago.
Even if there is no second Gray Wolf King among the gray wolves, Nan Xiao still finds it difficult to adapt to the fighting style of fighting more and attacking from a distance.
Once you cannot adapt to the rhythm of combat, the consequences will be disastrous.
Surrounded by a pack of wolves, Nanxiao is trapped in a tight siege.
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The vivid birds were fluttering, and Xu Donglai was sweating on his forehead. Even though the physical body could not cope with the strong pressure when using this method, he still gritted his teeth and persisted, and kept making fingerprints.
With pieces of green feathers, the extremely powerful Canglang King was temporarily trapped in the light network.
Without external help, it might really be possible for Xu Donglai to kill him alone.
Xu Donglai was a little proud, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the wolves that he was a little afraid of, all besieging Nan Xiao.
His confidence suddenly increased. If he defeated the Canglang King who had Canglang blood and deep roots in a single fight, he would not only prove himself, but he might also be able to save the beautiful girl as a hero and spread a good story!
Thinking of this, Xu Donglai increased the output of the feathered divine power, and the light network compiled by Qing Yunque seemed to have weight, directly pressing the Cang Wolf King to the ground, making it difficult to move.
Against the power of the Cang Wolf King's counterattack, Xu Dong turned around and shouted to Nan Xiao: "Sister, please hold on a little longer! A mere wild wolf dares to kill innocent people indiscriminately! How dare you put on airs in front of me - look at me Don’t crush all its pride, break its wings, and beat it to a pulp!”
In the giant web woven by light and shadow, the angry groans of the Cang Wolf King could be heard.
The flesh was torn open with wounds several inches deep, and the blue-gray hair was dripping with blood.
I didn't expect that Xu Donglai's attack would be so fierce.
The Blue Wolf King seemed to be vulnerable to a blow, and even his bone wings could not be extended diagonally.
"Two-legged sheep, when I break free from the restraints, your life will be worse than death!"
Holding back the pain, the Gray Wolf King thrust his almost-crushed bone wings diagonally into the soil to stand firm in the gravity vortex.
The blue feather wings are like the vast sea, and the bone wings are anchors, clinging to the river bank.
The Canglang King, who was still domineering before, was on the verge of defeat at this time, and could only struggle to hold on under the attack of Xu Donglai's feathered ghost spirit.
Above the vast sea there is Mount Zeng, which is as powerful as a thousand stones.
Finally, the Cang Wolf King couldn't bear the excruciating pain anymore and groaned.
"Ouch——"
"Ouch-ouch——"
The pack of wolves surrounding Nan Xiao roared when they heard that their king was moaning.
"Hmph - I am really underestimated! You must be the feathered body that His Highness the Fourth Highness said, right?"
Even though he was at a disadvantage and was breathing hastily, the Canglang King's aura remained calm. At this time, he spoke calmly and continued: "The Xu family will inevitably give birth to an feathered divine body every few hundred years. It has a profound foundation and is the uncrowned king of Zhongzhou. , not much worse than those of the royal family and nobles, and is one of the bettors of this Hui Dao Lun."
"You know a lot about this book of Taoism! Strictly speaking, I am not an immortalized god. I am lucky enough to be half of it."
Xu Donglai did not deny it, but his hands and feet did not stop, and he continued to pinch.
The speed was so fast that the palms that flew into phantoms looked like wind and water.
"No matter what force is behind you, they can't defeat me! You bastard, please die!"
Xu Donglai's voice is clear and pure, the voice of a teenager.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his right hand weakly, and then pressed it down hard.
It's as freehand and natural as swatting a fly to death,
"Crack!"
It's the sound of bones breaking.
With his wings broken, the Wolf King no longer had any support, and he knelt down on all fours. Even his proud head was pressed hard, and he was three points lower.
However, the Canglang King did not beg for mercy. Instead, he mocked Xu Donglai and said contemptuously: "No wonder you are so weak. It turns out that you are a half-hearted person. You can't even compare to a finger of our Fourth Highness!"
"Your Highness? You are just a coward hiding behind the chess game and not daring to come out. You are insulting the name of the Celestial Demon Body."
Xu Donglai was very disdainful when talking about the mysterious Fourth Highness who had a demonic body.
Just when he was about to use another killing move to understand the Cang Wolf King, a chill ran down his spine.
Xu Donglai turned around suddenly.
A sharp sword light was like a rainbow penetrating the sun, cutting off Xu Donglai's sight.
"No!"
With his life hanging by a thread, he had no choice but to resort to life-saving measures.
A divine rainbow sprouted from under his feet, and Xu Donglai's body was covered with cyan feathers.
The reason why flames are favored by ancestors is that fear breeds in darkness.
Xu Donglai, who had always been confident, rarely lost his sense of proportion. Even the blue feathers outside his body had no direction and were boundless.
The sky is blue and the wilderness is vast.
Cows and sheep can be seen in the windblown grass.
The Canglang King first showed the enemy that he was weak, and then made words to interfere with Xu Donglai's judgment, thereby laying a fatal trap.
That is the shadow of Cang Shen.
It was a gift obtained by the Blue Wolf King after he slaughtered the monsters and crazily offered sacrifices to the Queen, stimulating the bloodline inheritance.
"The reason why humans are weak is because they cannot adapt to the darkness."
As if he was finalizing the decision, the Canglang King looked at Xu Donglai, who was confused in mid-air, jokingly.
The sharp sword glow was more like the scythe of death, hanging on Xu Donglai's neck.
There were few green feathers outside Xu Donglai's body, and the blue skylark had long been swallowed by the darkness.
As soon as the divine shadow appeared, the light disappeared.
It was clear that it was clear sky and white sun before, but Xu Donglai could not see anything.
He seemed to be falling on flat ground, with an abyss ahead of him.
After losing his vision, Xu Donglai's hearing became even sharper.
This frightened him even more.
The Blue Wolf King was breathing 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 beat wildly.
He has just digested one-tenth of the Xu family's feather inheritance, but for his ridiculous self-esteem, is he going to die in obscurity in the mountains and forests, and be buried in the mouth of a wolf?
The divine rainbow is dim and the green feathers are scattered.
Xu Donglai was young after all, so he was so frightened that he lost his fighting spirit.
Even though the murderous intent was getting closer and closer, he still sat there and cried loudly.
"Sister Qiu'er, Xiaodong is scared!"
Pretended freedom is fragile in the face of death.
Xu Donglai was brought back to his original appearance from a high-spirited young man.
At the age of eight or nine, which is the age when he should be studying and practicing calligraphy, he was forced to face the most miserable death.
Full of loneliness and arrogance, Xu Donglai knelt on the ground and burst into tears.
Just when Xu Donglai was about to be struck by the Cang Ying Blade Light released by the Cang Wolf King, a girl's cry came from a few feet away from him.
