C887 Solitary wolf blood

He wanted to say something, but he saw that the attacks of the Flying Wolf King were getting fiercer and fiercer. They were fighting with everything they had, wanting to quickly finish them off and then return and kill Ling Yun and the other two.

Just like this, the six wolves were entangled with each other and became a group.

"Brothers, hold on, I can catch the cub soon." Ling Yun said loudly, holding Ling'er's hand, they instantly rushed into the cave, outside, came the angry roars of the Flying Wolf King.

These words were purely adding fuel to the fire, the Flying Wolf King roared again and again, frantically attacking the six people. At this moment, it had lost all reason, as long as the six people were still in its line of sight, it would lock onto them, and not rest until it died!

"Boss, what should we do?" The second brother of the Tianfeng Qixiong asked, looking at the direction of the cave, the rage in his eyes almost ignited the entire place.

"Damned little thief, how dare you pick our peaches!" The other people all roared in anger, under Flying Wolf King's desperate attack, they had to put up a fight, the skinny camel was bigger than a horse.

Even if it was a Martial Sovereign that was on the verge of death, it was too easy for them to take a few Quasi-Martial Saint and go to the underworld together.

As for the two little thieves, hmph, even if they took the wolf cub away, they still wouldn't be able to escape. No one has ever dared to pick the peaches of my Tianfeng Qixiong.

He Qing sneered coldly. His eyes flashed with a trace of lust, "The man killed the woman … Heh heh, let us six brothers feel refreshed, and then we'll offer our blood to Third Bro. "

"Awoo!"

A long, mournful howl came out, and Flying Wolf King was flung out by the six of them. Blood splattered across the sky, and two of her snow-white wings were cut off by the roots.

In the end, the Wolf King landed on a cliff. Its huge body was riddled with wounds that were so deep that their bones could be seen.

"Bastard, go to hell!" After the fierce battle just now, the remaining six people of Tianfeng Qixiong were all injured. Seeing that the Wolf King was obviously unable to endure any longer, they were immediately overjoyed.

All of them pounced towards the Demon Crystals with fiery eyes, as if the Stage Five Demon Crystals was right in front of it.

However, there was no fear in Flying Wolf King's eyes, they were deep and calm, and there was even ridicule in them, as though he was looking at a person who was about to die.

"This is bad!" He Qing's expression changed as he felt a sense of unease in his heart. This was an intuition formed from being hunted for many years. He immediately knew that if he stayed here, it was very likely that his life would be in danger.

This Flying Wolf King definitely had some tricks up his sleeves, and at this moment, the bloodline power of the Eight-winged Flying Wolf in his body had not been used yet. He shouted loudly, "Brothers, retreat!"

As he spoke, he had already retreated!

"Too late!"

The corner of Flying Wolf King's mouth lifted, revealing his dense fangs, he sneered, his eyes becoming blood-red, his body releasing a faint blood-red glow, his hair becoming blood-red, as though he had turned into a blood wolf.

Very few people knew that the powerful wolf clan had a secret skill called Lone Wolf Blood. It was a desperate secret skill, which could first harm the enemy before destroying the enemy.

If he wasn't injured, he wouldn't be able to see the blood, and he wouldn't be able to execute it. The more severe the injury, the stronger the strength displayed would be.

"Awoo!"

Flying Wolf King stood on top of a cliff, his eyes were cruel and cold as he looked at the six remaining Tianfeng Qixiong s who had retreated. He faced the sky and roared, his voice ancient and distant, carrying a sense of desolation, like an ancient heavenly wolf crossing a long river.