Puchi~!
The Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword emitted a bright dragon roar, the White Dragon Sword Aura unbearably sharp, pierced directly through the throat of the Wolfman Duke, causing blood to spray out instantly.
The scarlet light in the Wolfman Duke's eyes faded slowly. With a "thud", he collapsed onto the ground.
"Great Thousand Fla Gang Hand!"
Beside Qin Yang, Nangong Chen rapidly ford an ancient seal with both hands.
As the seal in Nangong Chen's hands evolved, a surge of Gang Power erupted from his body, transforming into a dark red giant hand.
The hand, ford by Gang Power, flowed slowly like a deep red fiery liquid radiating terrifying heat.
Boom~!
The Great Thousand Fla Gang Hand fell directly on the Wolfman Duke's head, smashing it like a lon.
The Wolfman Duke's head exploded instantly, splattering blood everywhere.
"Celestial Fire Fist!"
On Nangong Feng's right fist, the fire-red Gang Power, fluid-like, flowed as he swung a punch.
Boom~!
A fire-red Gang Power Fist Aura shot out, piercing through the werewolf's heart, reducing it to ashes with its fiery force.
Thud!
The massive body of the third Wolfman Duke fell down as well.
Although these Wolfman Dukes were powerful, they were only at the eighth or ninth layer of the Innate Realm in Huaxia. Against the sure-kill strikes of Qin Yang, Nangong Feng, and Nangong Chen, compounded by the suppression of the Gravity Envelope,
one move was enough to kill three Wolfman Dukes!
anwhile, three other Wolf Dukes were engaged in battle with Nangong Haotian, Elder Yue Chan, and Nangong Feiyang.
Seeing three Wolf Race Dukes fall dead, Amos's ferocious wolf face turned exceedingly furious.
"You bastards, you bastards, Huaxia people, I will make sure the three of you have no place to bury yourselves!"
Amos roared angrily.
Boom!
Amos's pure silver hair stood on end, his aura exploding, his eyes turning blood-red, revealing a huge maw.
Buzz~!
A golden sword darted out from his mouth, quickly growing to six or seven ters in length after erging.
The broad, thick sword blade appeared forged from gold, with patterns covering its surface, glistening with a brilliant golden light, exuding the formidable power of the Sword Dao.
This Golden Giant Sword was one of the Wolf Race Sacred Artifacts mastered by Amos, belonging to the God of War Alrom.
With Amos standing tall at nine ters seven, gripping the Golden Giant Sword, and his body covered in silver fur coupled with a ferocious wolf head, it made quite a striking impression.
"A top-grade Spiritual Artifact?!"
Qin Yang's eyes narrowed as he gazed at the Golden Giant Sword, noticing its spiritual nature.
"Jie jie, you lowly Huaxia people, die now, Earth Splitting Slash!"
Amos let out a sinister laugh and swung the Golden Giant Sword in his hands.
Boom!
The Golden Giant Sword ca slashing down directly on Qin Yang's head, a massive golden Sword Aura erging from it, boldly aiming to strike Qin Yang down.
Bang!
Qin Yang's expression changed as he fiercely sprang aside, barely avoiding the attack.
Bang~!
The descending Golden Giant Sword carved a crack over ten zhang long into the ground, as if cleaving it apart.
Boom! Boom!
Having missed Qin Yang, Amos's blood-red wolf eyes turned icy as he saw Nangong Feng and Nangong Chen volanting over towards him.
Swoosh!
Amos wielded the Golden Giant Sword, swinging his massive wolf claw in a horizontal slash.
Boom!
A massive golden Sword Aura slashed towards Nangong Feng and Nangong Chen.
Nangong Feng and Nangong Chen elevated themselves a zhang higher into the air, their robust Gang Power erupting.
Crackle! Boom~!
The Sword Aura from the Golden Giant Sword swept horizontally beneath their feet, slicing through a towering tree with a blast of lush green branches, crashing down with a dull thud.
The might of this sword was truly formidable.
Bang~!
A glint of cold light flashed in Qin Yang's eyes. He stomped hard on the ground, his figure shooting towards Amos, while the Ninefold Prison Peak in his hand swiftly expanded to the size of a three-story villa, then swung heavily towards Amos's massive wolf body.
"Get out of my sight!"
A ferocious gleam appeared in Amos's blood-red wolf eyes, as he raised the Golden Giant Sword to slash down on the Ninefold Prison Peak.
Boom~!!!
Both heavy objects collided, the Golden Giant Sword weighing two thousand jin, while the Ninefold Prison Peak weighed several thousand jin. Their collision emitted a huge dull sound as an imnse invisible force spread around, clearing the fallen leaves within dozens of ters.
The werewolf's strength was inherently imnse, as monstrous as their defense and healing power.
As a Wolf Race Prince, Amos's power was prodigious, while Qin Yang's Nine Revolutions Star Technique had reached the Second Transformation, his physical strength comparable to an ordinary Body Cultivator.
In the open space, a man wielded a mysterious black mountain peak, while a burly werewolf held a Golden Giant Sword. The two paused on the spot for a mont.
But that mont was enough.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Nangong Feng and Nangong Chen's figures flashed swiftly from the side, darting to the two sides of Amos's waist.
Swoosh!
Nangong Feng flipped his right hand, revealing a red saber in his hand. The blade bore the image of a fiery-eyed bird, fully covered in dragon scales, its eyes glowing like those of a dragon.
This saber, Nangong Feng's treasured saber, was the Ancient Famous Saber, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Saber.
Nangong Feng crazily channeled his imnse Gang Power into the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Saber, which imdiately erupted in a fire-red Saber Aura.
The ten-ter-long Saber Aura bore the image of a fiery red dragon-scaled bird.
Swoosh!
Nangong Chen also flipped open a two-foot copper short sword, an Ancient Famous Sword, the Ding Guang Sword.
According to legend, the Ding Guang Sword could gather the brilliance of the sun and moon, hence the na "Ding Guang Sword."
Nangong Chen infused his Gang Power into the Ding Guang Sword, its dark red Sword Aura blossoming, with a dark red sun wheel glowing above it.
Boom! Boom!
Nangong Feng's eyes were icy cold as he swung the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Saber, its dragon-scaled bird illusory image aiming to slash Amos at the waist.
At the sa ti, Elder Nangong Chen held the Ding Guang Sword, its solar image sword aura poised to horizontally slash through Amos's waist.
Even as a Wolf Race Prince, Amos felt a chill at his waist.
Though the saber and sword might not slash him in half, they would undoubtedly cause fatal injuries.
"You won't get the chance to kill !"
Feeling the imnse danger, Amos's face twisted ferociously, his eyes blood-red, uttering a gigantic roar.
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