Legend of Sword King

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"Giant Golden Spirit Wolves are extremely fast, we can't escape!" "If we scatter in all directions, we will definitely die. All of you, join me in battle!"    

    

With that, she clenched her teeth and rushed towards the Fire Golden Wolf King, the snow-white sword in her hand flashed explosively, chopping out streams of Sword Qi at the head of the Fire Golden Wolf King. However, she did not engage in close combat with the wolf king, but used a battle strategy.    

    

The Fiery Golden Wolf King completely ignored Lin Mu and charged straight forward. The trees that were in front of it were knocked down by its claws, and it would occasionally lift up the tree trunk and smash it towards Wei Nian Ci, causing her to be surrounded by danger. It was like a massive war machine, and wherever it went, not a single blade of grass would grow.    

    

"Eldest Miss!" Seeing that Wei Xiangzi was in a difficult situation, both Qingyue and Meteor hurried over in an attempt to help her share of the pressure. Qingyue leaped up from the treetops and slashed her sword at the right eye of the Fiery Golden Wolf King. "Bastard, prepare to die!"    

    

Qing Yue had underestimated the Fire Wolf King's agility and strength. Before he could get close to the wolf, it had grabbed him with its claws and struck him down from the air.    

    

Qingyue spat out a mouthful of blood and split open countless branches. She fell into the forest and couldn't recover from her injuries.    

    

"Qingyue!" The meteor let out a sorrowful cry.    

    

"Don't fight it head on, delay it!" At this moment, Old He had also rushed over. With the combined strength of a few experts, he was barely able to fight against the Fiery Golden Wolf King.    

    

The Fiery Golden Wolf King had already attracted many experts from the Wei Family. The remaining two giant Golden Spirit Wolves no longer posed a threat to them. They charged into the dispersing crowd, accompanied by low roars and biting sounds, causing heavy losses for the Wei Family cultivators.    

    

"I'll f * cking fight it out with you!" Wei Yuanqiao was so angered by Chen Qing that he lost all sense of reason. He could not tolerate being humiliated in front of Lin Xin. He turned around and attacked a pack of giant Golden Spirit Wolves, "You can't escape from the Wei family cultivators!"    

    

As a young master of the Wei Family, Wei Yuanqiao also had some money. He rushed to the front of the Golden Spirit Giant Wolf and threw out a few dozen feet talismans, which exploded on the Golden Spirit Giant Wolf's body and created a bloody mist. Then, he pointed his finger and a round shield flew towards the Golden Spirit Giant Wolf.    

    

"Die!" Wei Yuanqiao seized the opportunity and leaped into the air, thrusting his sword straight towards the Golden Spirit Wolf's throat.    

    

"Young master, be careful!" However, at this moment, an anxious cry sounded out.    

    

Before the sword in Wei Yuanqiao's hand could strike the Golden Spirit Wolf's body, he suddenly felt a breeze by his ear. He turned his head in shock and saw a palm bigger than a door flying towards him.    

    

Wei Yuanqiao was sent flying by the claws of the giant wolf and fell to the ground. He rolled far away as blood spewed out of his mouth. Before he could even get up, the giant Golden Spirit Wolf had already pounced at him, about to tear him to shreds.    

    

"Save me!" Wei Yuanqiao cried out in despair, but he knew that no one could save him. At this moment, he felt the terror of death, and his heart trembled.    

    

However, at this moment, a shadow flashed before his eyes, followed by a large copper bell that flew out to block the attack of the Golden Spirit Wolf. As the sword flashed, blood immediately gushed out of the Golden Spirit Wolf's throat, and it fell down from midair.    

    

At this moment, Wei Yuanqiao could clearly see that a person had rushed behind the Golden Spirit Wolf's head. Taking advantage of the fall of the Golden Spirit Wolf, the sword in his hand stabbed straight down, directly piercing the head of the Golden Spirit Wolf until the sword hilt was reached!    

    

Wei Yuanqiao felt his hands and feet go cold. He looked at that person in shock and was speechless for a long time.    

    

That was Cheng Qing.    

    

    

    


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