Jiang Chen instantly killed two werewolves, and these two werewolves were not simple people.
Upon seeing this, the other werewolves immediately became jealous and pounced on Jiang Chen and others even more crazily.
This time, at least three tall werewolves pounced on Jiang Chen, and one of them was holding a huge mace in his hand. The mace was covered with inverted spikes.
"die!"
The werewolf straightened up, his tall figure leaping high into the sky, his body filled with sinister aura. While he was still in mid-air, the huge mace was already slamming down with a roaring sound.
Not only that, because the mace was covered with sinister aura, when the mace was struck, an extremely ferocious skull actually emerged, roaring and charging towards Jiang Chen.
As soon as the skull came out, a sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling suddenly sounded, with a strong sense of resentment.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen's eyes couldn't help but turn cold.
With such a strong aura of resentment, it is obvious that countless people died on this mace, otherwise there would not be such a strong aura of resentment.
With cold eyes, Jiang Cheng's feet touched the ground and he flew back.
As soon as he left, the huge mace hit where he was standing.
With a roar, large amounts of soil splashed out, and a pit appeared under the mace. There was still a strong aura of resentment in the pit.
While the person was still retreating, Jiang Chen had already raised his hand and pointed suddenly towards the front.
A wisp of flame burst out from his fingertips, and immediately swelled up in the storm, turning into a huge fireball, and hit the werewolf with a bang, sending the werewolf flying away.
By the time the werewolf landed, his chest had been directly burned.
However, he did not die because of this.
This made Jiang Chen couldn't help but look surprised.
His fireball was emitted by true energy, and its temperature was many times higher than when he was in the Kaiyuan Realm. In this case, it actually failed to burn the opponent directly. This made Jiang Chen realize that these
Werewolves are indeed not simple.
If it were an ordinary werewolf, it would probably have been burned into nothingness by his flames, right?
"Spell!"
Seeing Jiang Chen's fireball technique, Jia Xingtian not far away couldn't help but exclaimed, and then coldly snorted: "Chinese, are you a mage?"
"None of your business!" Jiang Chen sneered, and in a flash, he appeared next to the werewolf whose chest was burned black. He stepped down without hesitation and stepped on the other person's chest.
It had to sink in.
The werewolf's body trembled, blood came out of his mouth, and he immediately became motionless.
Seeing this, Jia Xingtian's expression became extremely serious, and he suddenly roared, punched Liegel away, and then rushed towards Jiang Chen's direction.
Before the person arrived, the crutch in his hand had already been smashed out from a distance.
The majestic evil energy burst out, turning into a huge phantom of a walking stick, like an ancient god picking up a mountain peak, and slamming it down towards Jiang Chen.
The phantom of the crutch has not yet fallen, and the crushing momentum has already spread.
"careful!"
Seeing this scene, Xia Xi'er couldn't help but exclaimed.
Jia Xingtian's attack was too terrifying. Even before the phantom of the crutch fell, they already felt the breath of death.
The phantom of a huge crutch fell from the sky, making it impossible for Jiang Chen to avoid it.
But he had no intention of avoiding it.
Jia Xingtian's strength was so much stronger than Li Geer. Before refining the Demon Suppressing Cauldron, Jiang Chen would not have dared to take the opponent's attack head on.
Before the shadow fell, he had already used the Demon Suppressing Cauldron.
Immediately, it flew away lightly.
The Demon Suppressing Cauldron swelled up in the storm, and in the blink of an eye it became the size of a mountain peak, and crashed directly into the phantom of the walking stick.
The next second, the two collided.
With a "click" sound, the moment the crutch shadow came into contact with the Demon Suppressing Cauldron, cracks appeared on it. These cracks spread like spider webs, covering the entire crutch shadow in the blink of an eye.
Finally, it exploded with a bang, turning into little bits of light and dissipating.
The crutch disappeared, but the Demon Suppressing Cauldron was controlled by Jiang Chen. It made a sharp whistling sound, spun around, and hit Jiaxing Tian directly.
When Jia Xingtian saw this, a look of horror suddenly appeared on his face, and he exclaimed: "Magical weapon, you can actually control it!"
The breath of death crushed down, causing his expression to change again and again, and he shouted quickly: "You can't kill me, kill me, when the Lord Wolf God comes, he will definitely not let you go!"
Because at this time, the Demon Suppressing Cauldron was already in the sky above him.
Even if it hadn't hit him yet, he knew that he would never be able to stop the Demon Suppressing Cauldron.
It's a pity that Jiang Chen didn't seem to hear his words, and the Demon Suppressing Cauldron crashed down with a rumbling sound.
"Block it for me!"
Jia Xingtian roared loudly, his body suddenly swelled up, a sinister aura filled the air, and he smashed out his huge fist, trying to smash the Demon Suppressing Cauldron away.
The next second, his fist, carrying a billowing evil energy, had already hit the Demon Suppressing Cauldron.
Along with the sound of "dong", a sound like a yellow bell resounded throughout the entire venue, and the rolling sound wave power centered on Jia Xingtian and rippled in all directions, causing waves of ripples in the mid-air.
However, the next second, with a click, Jia Xingtian's hand suddenly fractured. Immediately, the ground he stepped on exploded, and the Demon Suppressing Cauldron continued to crash down like a huge mountain. He could no longer bear it, and his body was injured every inch.
Exploded.
Finally, the Demon Suppressing Cauldron fell to the ground, making a muffled sound.
Jiang Chen raised his hand and made a move, and the Demon Suppressing Cauldron immediately shrank in size, flew towards his direction, and landed in his hand.
At this time, he looked like the King of Pagoda in the mythical story.
Where Jia Xingtian stood before, only a crutch and a pile of flesh and blood were left.
Such a bloody and domineering scene left many werewolves stunned.
Xia Xi'er and others also took a breath of cold air.
They knew Jiang Chen was very powerful, but they didn't expect Jiang Chen to be so powerful.
You know, Ka Xing Tian Na is a figure that even Liegel must take seriously, and he may even be killed by the opponent if he is not careful.
But for such a powerful man, after Jiang Chen sacrificed his magic weapon, he didn't even block a single move and was completely destroyed.
The corners of Liegel's mouth couldn't help but twitch violently a few times.
He originally thought that Jiang Chen Dingtian was similar to him, but he didn't expect that the other party actually had such methods that he had not yet used.
"Lord Wolf King!"
"Wolf King."
"Jia Lao."
A werewolf let out a mournful roar, and the murderous aura on their bodies became more intense and they became violent.
The eyes he looked at Jiang Chen were filled with deep resentment.