苍狼之灵

Chapter one hundred and thirty-six: A Guest Comes from a Distant Place

On the camel hump mountain outside the city of Obeck, the old man dressed as a woodcutter suddenly activated. He let out a loud roar, and the steel axe swung a dazzling white light, accompanied by a chilling aura, sweeping towards Gantis' waist.

The knights' kung fu originally had few moves to split and block, and there were absolutely no feints. However, this old man's axe was even more fierce. If Gantis were to stab him with one sword now, he could definitely pierce his throat, but this axe could also cut Gantis into two pieces by blocking his waist. He used a move that ended up causing both sides to lose.

Of course, Gantis wouldn't fight him desperately. He pressed his sword and took a step back, sliding more than six feet into the grass. The old man waved his sharp axe and also followed suit. Gantis pressed the axe face of his sharp axe and floated away, distancing himself from him.

A layer of frost quickly formed on the axe and spread towards the old man's hands. The old man's face flashed with a red light, and his fighting spirit offset Gantis' Hades fighting spirit.

In this fight between the two, the momentum of the dragon leaping and the tiger leaping was terrifying. The bamboo poles and grass were stirred up by the two's axe and sword energy, and the soldiers stood nervously on the roadside. Some had already raised crossbows, but the two moved too fast and hit like windmills, making it impossible to aim.

The fair young man clenched his fists and watched nervously as the two of them fought, getting closer and closer. Judging from his appearance, he looked like an old man's disciple or nephew, and with no weapons on his body, the soldiers did not stop him. Jedi stared at Gantis as he engaged in a fight with the old man, occasionally glancing at the young man.

Ganti's admiration grew stronger and stronger in his heart. The Bright Holy Church was indeed talented and had gathered a large number of experts, although the unknown old man's martial arts were not as good as his. But it should not be underestimated either.

The two fought for over a hundred rounds, and both had a clear idea of the outcome in their hearts. Gantis' sword is like a spirit snake, never colliding with the old man's sharp axe. The old man's land is a powerful axe weighing twenty pounds, and even if he is born with divine power, it is difficult to last. Comparing the two, the outcome is clear.

At this moment, the old warrior's axe had become somewhat stagnant, and the whistling wind in the sky was no longer as stunning as the initial swarm of bees flapping their wings. The cold light emanating from the swinging axe blade was no longer as dense as water that could not be poured in.

Suddenly, Gantis twisted his sword blade and let out a hiss. Scratched the old man's left arm, and blood immediately stained his sleeve red. Fortunately, the weapon he used was a sharp axe with a single-sided blade. The axe handle is extremely long, so it is used to fight with both hands holding the axe. This big axe didn't take off and fly away.

Be careful! "The young man shouted, and the old man stumbled and fell to the side. The young man rushed forward to help him in time, but Gantis relied on his identity and did not chase after him to cover up.

When the young man was about to hold onto the old man with both hands, a hint of fierceness suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he sneered coldly. Suddenly withdraw your hand. Jumping towards Gantis, he let out a mournful roar in mid air.

Gantis had long sensed an unusual aura emanating from this young man. So he only glanced at the young man before taking action, but his performance still surprised him greatly.

Wu~~~Ah~~"

A long howl. A hundred valleys and a thousand valleys respond in unison.

Gantis couldn't help but be surprised: 'Werewolf?'