He stretched out his slender hand, and the three-mile stick returned to his hand. At the same time, two figures suddenly enveloped the wolf patriarch.

Su Yuyang's body is surrounded by three kinds of magic power: silver, purple, and light blue. He holds the Hengtian Sword with blue light in his hand. There is a smile on his lips. His usual gentle and elegant appearance has not changed, but his kingly aura has increased a bit.

The corners of Lin Mofeng's black robe were lifted up, making a hunting sound. His face was stern, his eyes were cold, and the black Frisbee in his hand spun rapidly, slightly dispelling the surrounding air.

"It turns out to be a one-horned wolf." Yao Chen curled his lips coldly when he saw the sharp blue horn on the wolf's head.

The horn of this unicorn wolf is extremely rare.

Crush its horn into pieces, and then mix it with the wolf's blood to make a potion that can quickly replenish all the magic a person consumes. In battle, this is a treasure!

Su Yuyang's eyes darkened, and he raised his hands. For a moment, the spacious white silk ribbons around him floated up, and his figure disappeared and appeared. The white silk ribbons were very long and wide, twisting flexibly, and, this white silk ribbons

It seems to grow, getting longer and longer, more and more.

In the white silk, Su Yuyang's face was sinister, his lips were pursed tightly, the Hengtian Sword was erected in front of him, emitting blue light, his fingers floated nimbly, and his lip skin moved, sending out a very long string of

Spell: "Hengtian Sword, cross the sky; Spiritual Wind Curse, heaven's destiny..."

He slowly closed his eyes, and the originally slender Hengtian Sword grew larger and larger... And on the hilt, a strange red rune became clearer and clearer, and the red light emitted became brighter and brighter.

As the white silk fluttered, no one noticed that a halo of four small swords also lit up under his feet.

Looking at the white silk curtain, Yao Chen and Lin Mo Feng looked at each other.

Yao Chen took a breath and smiled relaxedly, "We will do our best from now on." The rest can only be left to Su Yuyang.

"Yang should be fine." Lin Mofeng nodded, his whole body covered with silvery-white light. Immediately, the empty-cutting disk in his hand rotated more and more violently. He took a step back, stretched out his long arm, and the empty-cutting disk was already facing the head of the wolf clan leader.

The blue horn flies away.

Immediately, he turned around, bent his back, waved his hand, and several magic balls of light elements were gouged out. When he was only a few feet away from the lone wolf, he pursed his lips coldly, and immediately started.

Lip, "explosion!"

Yao Chen hurriedly ran towards the one-horned wolf, wrapped in magic power, raised his three-mile stick, and entered the smoke, which hid his figure.

After finishing this series, Lin Mofeng's face turned slightly pale and he coughed a few times.

Those magic balls were very powerful and carried all the light elements on his body. However, he did not relax because of this. He sat cross-legged and made several seals with his hands. Then he raised his head slightly and held a blue crystal in his mouth.

The ball flew out of his lips.

The crystal ball gradually expanded, emitting a faint blue light, and landed quietly on Lin Mofeng's hand.

Lin Mofeng slowly closed his eyes and placed his other hand on the crystal ball. A storm instantly set off inside the originally sparkling crystal ball.

"Yaochen... give me ten minutes." Lin Mofeng's lips moved and he concentrated on it.

In the smoke, the unprepared wolf leader was filled with a violent aura. The soft fur on his body was now almost black, and there was a wound on his arm, and blood was flowing freely.
Chapter completed!