苍狼之灵

Chapter sixty-eight: Return

Just as Warren was in constant doubt, the smile in the wolf's eyes disappeared, and the beast's indifference was restored. The real battle began, with one person and one wolf two figures in the night like a whirlwind, flashing and moving quickly like electricity. Warren held a sharp blade in his hand, and after injecting his fighting spirit, he was invincible. However, the wolf was twice as agile as him, with sharp teeth and claws whistling over Warren's body at all times, posing a great threat to him.

Quickly, Warren lost all his courage. He realized that his proud swordsmanship and fierce fighting spirit were no match for the demon wolf. He could hold on until now, but it was the wolf who was teasing him. It had several opportunities to easily cut his throat with its sword like claws, but the wolf let it go.

Warren was extremely frightened and dared not fight the wolf with open arms anymore. He began to adopt a complete defensive posture, hoping that the fleeing soldier would report to his father as soon as possible and send a large team of officers and soldiers to rescue him.

Jedi realized his intention and didn't want to spend any more time with this little person. In the fight, he suddenly spun around and let out a long roar, then jumped up again. Warren, who was sweating profusely, had become accustomed to its pouncing action and lifted his sword upwards with a backhand, his golden sword shining like a rainbow through the air.

If Jedi's reaction is a little slow, he will be torn apart by Warren's sword, but Warren has no hope of stabbing the wolf anymore. He only hopes to force the wolf to jump high together and not be hurt by its claws to his vital points.

However, this time the wolf actually tricked itself. It let out a long howl, ready to make a move. Warren knew its speed was as fast as the wind and had already lifted a sword, but after its front foot was raised, its rear foot did not make a strong thrust, but gently fell to the ground and pounced forward.

Warren held his sword in both hands, and the blade lifted back, piercing the sky with a golden light. Just as his chest and abdomen were wide open without any obstruction, the demon wolf leaped forward. A wolf claw had already fiercely landed on Warren's lower abdomen, and its sharp claws were like plowing the ground. It plowed straight down from his lower abdomen, tearing the lower yin into pieces.

Ah~~~! "Warren let out a deafening roar, the force of his charge plummeting downwards. His sharp sword suddenly turned and plunged fiercely into Jedi's back.

With a 'plop' sound, the sharp sword plunged into the soil, and the golden aura injected into the blade blasted the soil into the ground with a loud splash. Jedi had already swept away like lightning.

Ah! Ah! "Warren shouted wildly, his sword waving like a gust of wind, forming golden fans in the air. He is no longer attacking any target, he is completely venting his immense pain in a frenzy.

Young Master Warren, ah! "With a scream, a soldier rushed over to help him and his gun were split in half. Several silver coins bounced into the air in the rain of blood.

Jedi jumped back and, like a ghost, walked behind Warren. With a big mouth full of sharp fangs, he opened it and bit Warren's knee bone to pieces with a 'click' sound. Warren's one leg couldn't hold on anymore. His body had just swayed a little, and his other leg had also been bitten off. Warren fell to his knees with a thud, and his long sword plunged half a foot deep with a thud.

A long howl echoed in the distance, it was General von Hel's voice, but no matter what, he came late.

The demon wolf slowly turned to Warren's front, and Warren knelt in front of it with both hands holding his sword. His eyes were about to crack, but he couldn't stand up at all. He trembled all over and stared fixedly at the demon wolf in front of him.