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Chapter 117 Netherworld Wolf King

Shen Lang was not at all panic, and the Tianshui Blade in his right hand just slashed casually...

The sword light on the tip of the long sword grew several meters long, drawing a beautiful arc like a crescent moon, instantly chopping the two Nether Wolves who rushed towards their right hand in half!

This is the first time Shen Lang has used spiritual power after killing more than 20 Nether Wolves.

"If you just rely on quantity, your quantity is far from enough!"

Shen Lang shouted lightly, no longer caring about the Nether Wolves on both sides, and flashed like ghosts, and rushed forward directly.

"call!"

The unparalleled sword light that lasted several feet long lit up in front, as if it had cut off the space and instantly cleared the front.

Seven or eight Netherworld wolf Shen Lang didn't even scream, but was directly chopped in half by a knife, thrown on the grass, leaving a mess on the grass.

"He... who is he? Why is he so strong at such an age?" When Shen Lang's figure rushed into the wolf pack and the blood was flying in his hand, the Nether Wolf was constantly being killed, Xu Lianyou in the light shield came back from the huge shock and asked in a naughty way.

"It's too strong, really too strong. Facing so many Nether Wolves who are extremely fast and invisible, it's easier for him to walk through it than killing chickens." Uncle Zhong murmured to himself.

As the oldest and most experienced person among the people here, he was even more shocked than the others.

Xia Yu's face turned paler. At the entrance of the Tara Grassland, he pointed his sword at the other party, and he was offended in his words. Now that he saw such a scene, he was confused and his fear was even more serious than when he was facing the wolf pack before.

This mysterious boy was still as if he had entered a deserted place when facing hundreds of Nether Wolves. His movements were so fast that it was incredible... If he wanted to kill him, Xia Yu, it would be easy...

"Hey...hey..."

Xia Yu's throat made a strange sound, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

However, his body trembled even harder.

As these people were talking, the screams of the wolves outside the light cover and the chaotic fighting sounds suddenly disappeared...

The previous group of majestic, fierce and domineering wolves, except for the three leaders who ran a little faster and fled into the grassland, all the other corpses were either split in half or the corpses split up.

The nearby grassland was almost completely covered by wolf corpses and blood, like a Shura field, terrifying and terrifying.

Xu Lianyou and others looked around and left the light shield seven or eight meters away, the mysterious young man's long sword drooped and stood there quietly. The sun shone down, and his resolute face seemed to be frozen into a picture that people would never forget.

Shen Lang turned around slowly, a silver thread that was unaware of invisible in his eyes flashed by. In his eyes, the world had changed.

I was just trying to see if there was Shen Lang hiding nearby, but at this moment his body became stiff...

A drop of cold sweat fell on Shen Lang's cheek, and the hand holding Tianshui Ren subconsciously added some force.

"Thank you, this little brother! I'm unforgettable to save my life. Ouyang Zhong, the deputy head of Qingmu Hall in the Shuanglongmen..."

Ouyang Zhong in the light shield said as he wanted to walk out of the light shield.

"If you don't want to die, stand there and don't move!"

A light shout sounded in the minds of the people in the light shield, but Shen Lang used his divine thought to send a voice to warn the five people.

The five people in the light shield turned pale, and their spirits that had just relaxed immediately became tense again. The handbook holding the weapon had already hanged down, but it subconsciously lifted up again.

Xu Lianyou looked at Shen Lang deeply, followed his gaze, and saw only a small hill more than 20 meters away, with many Nether Wolves lying down from below. There was nothing else except that.

"Listen to him, don't move around, everyone, be on guard!" Xu Lianyou seemed to have thought of something, and the colorful glass lamp in his hand trembled suddenly, and it actually fully stimulated the colorful glass lamp, making the protective light shine bright and the protection increased several times!

"Miss Second, we are...what does that guy mean?" A woman behind Xu Lianyou asked timidly.

"He is nervous..." Xu Lianyou suddenly said something inexplicable.

The other four were shocked. The mysterious boy killed hundreds of Netherworld wolf like chopping melons and vegetables. Walking in it like walking in the garden, how could he be nervous?

"Is it... the wolf king!"

Uncle Zhong's low voice made the other people's hearts skip, and cold sweat came out.

Even ordinary beasts are beast kings, but there are naturally wolves in the Netherworld Wolves. If they are wolf kings, they will hide on one side...

Most of these Nether Wolves are at level 3. If you want to command a wolf pack of this level, the wolf king may have to reach level 5 before it can be possible!

This means that right here, there may be a level 5 or higher Nether Wolf King nearby!

Apart from the Wolf King, what else could make this mysterious and powerful boy react like this?

Everyone's eyes immediately stared at Shen Lang...

Shen Lang was indeed nervous.

The feeling of nervousness has not appeared on Shen Lang for a long time.

Shen Lang has killed a lot of level five monsters. Even if it is not convenient to use the Tai Chi diagram here, killing a level five monster is just a little bit of trouble.

Even if it is a level six monster, which is equivalent to the cultivation level of Ye Xiaozheng, the lord of Tianfeng City, Shen Lang may not have no power to fight now.

When Shen Lang was chased by Ye Xiaozheng and the demonic warrior, he never felt nervous from beginning to end.

His mind is as hard as a rock, and now he is deeply influenced by the memory of the Emperor of War. Even if Ye Xiao is now taking all the masters of the City Lord's Mansion to surround this place, he may not have had much reaction.

But...Shen Lang was still nervous.

The picture of the Broken Silver Eyes is so shocking...

In Shen Lang's sight, on the small hill where he had been standing, there was a faint light shield, and Shui Qingwu's face was pale and she dared not move.

And about ten meters to her left, a Nether Wolf, who is one size larger than an ordinary Nether Wolf... is looking at her like a prey he has found!

Not only is the size much bigger than that of the ordinary Nether Wolf, but the fur color is also very different from that of the ordinary Nether Wolf. The ordinary Nether Wolf has black and brown fur, while this Nether Wolf is silver all over and majestic!

"Level 6 Nether Wolf King!"

Although Shui Qingwu could not see the Netherworld Wolf King, she felt the extremely powerful murderous aura and momentum, so she did not dare to move.
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