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Nine hundred and seventieth chapters capture the thief and capture the king

In the Black Snake Valley, more than two thousand wolf skeletons with white bones have turned into blood, and they are desperately attacking their former companions. The movements of the wolf skeletons are not agile enough, and their speed is not fast enough, but their power is stronger than that of living wild animals.

The wolf is more than three times bigger.

With a pounce, bite, or pounce, the wild wolf immediately fell to the ground, and blood spurted out from the torn body, dyeing the wolf skeleton red. And after the wolf skeleton was sprayed with blood, their movements

It becomes more and more agile, more deft, faster and faster, and the efficiency of killing becomes more and more high.

The pale white wolf skeletons defeated the wild wolves. The death and evil energy they exuded made the wild wolves keep retreating and howling in terror. There were also bold male wolves that pounced on the wolf skeletons, trying to

Fight with them to win or lose, but the result is often that their bodies are easily torn apart.

Using the wolf skeleton to disrupt the attack of the wild wolves, Enzo asked the soldiers to heal their wounds urgently. His eyes were fixed on the royal werewolf who was surrounded by wolf cavalry. Under the golden wolf flag, his face looked like that of ordinary humans.

There is no difference, except for a pair of furry wolf ears that reveal his orc identity.

This kind of werewolf, which is 99% similar to humans, is a pure-blood royal orc. According to legend, the most primitive and oldest generation of orcs, they are exactly the same as humans on weekdays. Only when they inspire the power of their blood, they will

Suddenly transformed into a beastman form.

Therefore, among the orcs, the higher the purity of their bloodline and the more noble their bloodline, the higher the similarity between them and humans. The more mixed their bloodline and the worse their bloodline, the orcs have a lot of beast characteristics, and even some

Orcs are no different from beasts when they are born.

The royal werewolf that Enzo was staring at must be an important figure in the werewolf clan.

Otherwise, a royal family who seems to have just grown up has three thousand green wolf riders to protect him, and he can summon more than ten thousand wild wolves when he goes hunting. This is something that ordinary werewolves simply cannot do. Plus the golden wolf

Qi. Enzo is even more able to tell that this is a big fat sheep!

Holding a small magic scroll made of white bones with his fingers, Enzo suddenly shouted and rushed towards the werewolf cavalry. As Enzo charged, he was wearing heavy armor and holding a heavy sword in both hands.

Ma Jian's Long Gen followed up without saying a word. The nearly two-meter-long Ma Zhan sword was dragged diagonally on the ground. Long Gen's hand occasionally shook. The huge long sword brought up a cold wind, which was like a blast.

A large amount of blood spurted out.

A horse-cutting epee weighing three hundred kilograms, Long Gen can chop several wild wolves in half with one sword strike.

Shantu, who was holding a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, was closely by Enzo's side. He kept hitting the approaching wolf with the shield covered with spikes, and the long sword in his right hand brought up a thick cloud.

The sword light firmly protected Enzo's flanks. Compared with Long Gen, who was fighting and killing with all his might, Shancuo's defense was extremely tight, and no wild wolf could get close to Enzo.

The wolf cavalry quickly discovered the three Enzos who were rushing towards them. The royal werewolf ordered his subordinates to reorganize the team. At the same time, he pointed at Enzo and the others angrily and let out a sharp wolf howl. He

The meaning is very clear. Hundreds of people were shot and wounded by Enzo's soldiers with crossbows. This young royal werewolf needed Enzo's head to wash away his shame.

A group of thirty wolf cavalry quickly left the group. They formed a three-level formation of wild goose feathers, made sharp wolf howls and charged at Enzo and the other three. Their wargs breathed out hot breath.

A large piece of saliva flowed from the big mouth. The wolf cavalry riding on the wargs waved their long swords that were full of gaps but tried their best to protect Enzo and the three of them lightly.

Long Gen slid forward. He gripped the horse-cutting sword tightly and swung the sword fiercely from left to right.

"Horizontal slash? Split the circle!" Long Gen's hair stood up, and two lines of white air spurted out from his nostrils. The muscles on his body suddenly expanded in a circle, and the fighting energy stimulated the muscles and shook the meridians and bones. At that moment,

In an instant, his strength quickly surged to its peak state.

The huge horse-killing sword emitted a cold light that was several meters long. There was a faint layer of flame flickering on the horse-cutting sword. An arc of light lasted in the air for a blink of an eye before slowly dissipating. Thirty wolf cavalry charging forward let out a shrill scream.

With a miserable howl, they were cut in half by Long Gen's sword. When the blood spurted out, their warg's head fell to the ground, and blood spread all over the ground.

After Long Gen swung the sword, he took two deep breaths. Then he strode forward and struck out with three consecutive horizontal slashes.

Wherever the heavy sword passed, the corpses of wild wolves were thrown up one after another. Dragon Root's skin had turned into blood, and heat continued to rush from the top of his head. With the strength of the lower level of heaven, he continuously activated the most powerful weapons he had mastered.

As for combat skills, Long Gen's four sword strikes are already his current limit.

Four swords struck out, thirty wolf cavalry and wargs were shattered into pieces, and more than forty wild wolves were chopped into pieces. Long Gen quickly took a few steps back, allowing Shantu to protect him.

With this charge, Enzo and the others were less than a hundred meters away from the royal werewolf.

Enzo pinched a magic scroll clasped in the palm of his hand, and the sword in his right hand shot out like lightning, bringing out dazzling cold light and shooting forward. The wild wolf jumped up with the sword in its throat and vomited blood. Enzo fell to the ground.

Like an indestructible steel knife, it tenaciously rushed forward twenty meters among the densely packed wild wolves.

There were no wolf skeletons nearby, and densely packed wild wolves were all around. Long Gen took a few breaths, and the strength he had expended quickly recovered. He mustered up his fighting spirit, strode forward, and kicked a wild wolf that jumped up to attack.

He kicked it out, and then swung it out with an extremely brutal horizontal slash.

Wearing heavy armor and holding a two-meter-long horse-cutting sword, horizontal slashing is Long Gen's most powerful combat skill. On the battlefield, he doesn't need any other tricks at all.

Several meters long sword energy spurted out, and more than thirty wild wolves howled miserably and were split into two pieces by a sword. Blood spurted out with the sword energy. Long Gen's body below the chest was sprayed with blood, and his whole body was sprayed with blood.

They all turned into bloody men. He held his breath, tightened his grip on the sword, and struck out three times in a row.

One sword is five meters away, and three swords are forward fifteen meters. Enzo and the others are less than fifty meters away from the royal werewolf.

The royal werewolf's face turned slightly, and he shouted sternly: "Where are the warriors of the Green Wolf clan? Are you going to let a group of puny humans insult the dignity of the werewolf clan? Do you want me to personally chop off their heads?"

"

The Green Wolf Riders let out a shrill roar, and being insulted by the master they served and followed was an unforgettable shame for the orcs who value the honor of warriors above all else. Such shame can only be washed away with the blood of the enemy.

, only their brains and internal organs can completely eliminate such shame.

Three exceptionally strong green werewolves waved their long knives and rode towards Enzo and the others. Behind them, only fifteen strong werewolves followed this time. These three green werewolves were

Each of these three thousand green wolf knights, each one of whom is of lower-level strength, is of lower-level strength. And those fifteen strong werewolves are all of high-level strength.

The quality of orcs is much stronger than that of humans, and it is much easier for them to cultivate fighting spirit than humans. Therefore, in the orc community, the proportion of heavenly and status warriors is much higher than that of humans. If it were not for humans, they have a population that is hundreds of times greater than that of orcs.

The cardinals, the status and heavenly warriors of the orcs, had already broken through the Norman battle fort and started burning, killing and looting to their heart's content in the heart of the Western Continent.

The three Celestial Blue Werewolves roared and charged towards Enzo. They swung their long knives and struck Enzo fiercely with their swords.

Enzo turned his palm and crushed the magic scroll in his palm.

The sound of "click, click, click" was heard endlessly. Dozens of white bone spears as thick as arms emerged from the air with green poisonous gas. With a loud "click", the white bone spears shot out, crossing less than twenty people.

In the space of 3 meters, the three Qing Lang Qian Ren Zhang were hit.

The magic scrolls sent by Jiawu are all the best among the best, and every blow has reached the level of a peak mage. The three green wolves were caught off guard and were hit by the bone spear. They groaned and were hit by the spear.

Shot through the body, he fell off the warg's back in embarrassment.

The poison tempered on the bone spears quickly invaded their bodies, corroding their flesh and blood, and life quickly drained from their bodies.

With one strike from the bone spear, Enzo was less than twenty meters away from the royal werewolf.

The royal werewolf's face became extremely ugly, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and hissed. A large amount of long golden hair grew out under his skin. His ears quickly grew longer, his face bulged, and his muscles and bones all made a terrible sound.

There was a 'click' sound. He began to transform into a beast. He activated the power from his ancient ancestors in his blood and quickly transformed into a true royal werewolf - the golden werewolf!

Among the orcs, the silver werewolf is a born mysterious mage and the best candidate for a wizard; while the golden werewolf is the noble among the nobles. They are powerful warriors. Any newly born golden werewolf has a status comparable to that of a human.

The strength of high-level warriors.

As for this adult golden werewolf, although his fighting spirit is only at the middle level of the heavenly level, due to the golden werewolf's natural strength and terrifying agility, he at least has actual combat power equivalent to that of the peak of the heavenly level, or even higher than that of the peak of the heavenly level.

Even more terrifying.

Enzo sneered and murmured in a low voice: "If you have money, you are good. If you have a magic scroll, you will be the boss on the battlefield!"

With a flip of his left hand, a new magic scroll was cut off by Enzo, and an invisible wave of magic quickly rushed towards the transforming golden werewolf.

The Secret Art of the Undead and the Great Fear of the Undead broke out around the golden werewolf. The sudden despair and fear quickly covered all the wolf cavalry. Even the golden werewolf who was transforming let out a shrill howl, holding his eyes with his hands and looking miserable.

He lay on the ground shivering.

Enzo rushed over, his sword shot out like lightning, swiftly piercing the golden werewolf's limbs and joints, and then grabbed his neck.

"Put down your weapons, or your master will be dead!" {Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com thanks all book friends for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}


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