Bang!
The Nine Talisman Fire Array exploded with dark red flas, which Amos shook off, revealing his massive wolf body.
At this mont, the fur exposed on Amos's body was charred black, blood stained his wolf head, and even the noble war cloak he wore was scorched, looking utterly disheveled.
"Aaaah…! Damn it, damn it, Huaxia brat, today I'll surely kill you!"
Amos's eyes were blood-red, filled with rage as he roared madly.
"Great God of War, Lord Alrom, please grant supre strength, so I can possess powerful attack power to slaughter these lowly ants."
A trace of fanaticism appeared in Amos's blood-red wolf eyes.
Buzz~!
The red, slightly charred war cloak flickered with light, and a power flowed into Amos's body, raising his height by a deciter, reaching nine ters and eight.
In Amos's hands, the wide golden giant sword burst with a dazzling golden sword aura, very radiant.
Whoosh!
Amos raised the golden giant sword, and the sword radiating dazzling light slashed violently towards Qin Yang.
Swoosh!
Qin Yang tilted his body, narrowly avoiding the incoming golden sword aura, leaving a tens-of-ters-long fissure on the ground.
"Hmph, it's not certain who will die yet."
A cold light flashed in Qin Yang's eyes, indicating that the werewolf had already used his last resort, rely the end of a strong force.
Then, Qin Yang beckoned with his right hand, and the dark and chilling Yin Soul Pearl appeared in his hand.
"Co out."
Qin Yang said lightly.
Whoosh!
Five childlike figures with hair and clothing in gold, green, blue, red, and yellow floated out of the Yin Soul Pearl.
The conditions to form the Five Elents Ghost Soldiers were extrely harsh and incredibly rare; they were not ordinary ghostly creatures. When Qin Yang first captured them into the Yin Soul Pearl, they were on the verge of disappearing, their ghost power weak.
After staying for a while in the Yin Soul Pearl, they regained so strength and, having just absorbed the Five Elents Yin Fire, their power greatly increased, nearly reaching the Late Stage of ghost soldiers, possessing considerable combat power.
After the Five Elents Ghost Soldiers appeared, they dispersed and quickly surrounded Amos in the air.
"Use the Five Ghosts Life-taking Rope."
Qin Yang ordered.
"Yes."
"Yes."
"..."
The Five Elents Ghost Soldiers responded simultaneously.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Each Five Elents Ghost Soldier extended a rope, shimring in the colors of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, swiftly winding toward the limbs and neck of the massive wolf body.
"What are these ghost things!"
A trace of blood-red appeared in Amos's eyes as he glared at the Five Elents Ghost Soldiers. Angrily, he tried to yank the ropes tightly bound around his limbs.
Boom!
However, the aura of the Five Elents Ghost Soldiers burst forth, surging ghost power in their small hands, pulling on the Five Ghosts Life-taking Rope.
"Burn him with the Five Elents Yin Fire!"
Qin Yang coldly ordered.
"Water Yin Fire."
"Wood Yin Fire..."
"..."
The Five Elents Ghost Soldiers chanted together, flas of various shades dancing at their foreheads. The Five Elents Yin Fire then raced along the Five Ghosts Life-taking Rope towards Amos.
"Ah…!"
As the chilling Five Elents Yin Fire burned on Amos's body, he let out a miserable scream, causing the wolf head to twist in pain.
Buzz~!
Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Qin Yang's eyes. The Ninefold Prison Peak in his hand quickly grew to the size of a mountain, emanating a deep, dark glow from its entire body.
"Die for this cultivator!"
From high in the sky, Qin Yang's eyes were icy as he swung the massive Ninefold Prison Peak down towards the burning Amos.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Just as Qin Yang swung the Ninefold Prison Peak towards Amos, six figures flew in and appeared on the open ground.
These six were from the Kunlun Sword Sect, including Sect Leader Kun Xuan and his junior brother Kun Qingfeng. Among the other four were two elders and two talented disciples.
"Indeed a battle with werewolves."
Seeing the scene on the field, Kun Xuan's gaze slightly focused as he spoke in a deep voice.
"Hmm, quite a large scale; the western werewolf elite are likely all here."
Beside him, Kun Qingfeng looked at the intense clashes in the various battle zones, speaking with a hint of grimness in his voice.
"Those fighting the werewolves are... the Nangong Clan!"
Kun Xuan said, looking at the people in the field.
As one of the few top powers in Huaxia, the Kunlun Sword Sect didn't have much interaction with the Nangong Clan. However, they did have so understanding of the Nangong Clan's clothing and cultivation techniques, martial skills.
Therefore, he could imdiately tell that the Ancient Martial Artists present were from the Nangong Clan, and he had seen Nangong Chen before as well.
"Sect Leader, that is Nangong Feng, the patriarch of the Nangong Clan, and that should be Grand Elder Nangong Chen. As for that one...?"
Kun Qingfeng glanced at the three largest battle zones present; his eyes lingered with curiosity on the last zone.
It was clear that the battle in those three zones was the most intense, and the fur of the three werewolves, pure silver, stood out, their heights nearing ten ters. They were undoubtedly the three princes of the Wolf Race.
Boom!
As Kun Qingfeng's curious gaze rested on Qin Yang, Qin Yang swung the mountain-sized Ninefold Prison Peak down towards Amos's wolf head with the montum of Mount Tai.
Amos's wolf eyes were blood-red, with madness flickering in his pupils. If this attack landed, even if it didn't crack his skull open, he would definitely be heavily injured, not far from death.
"God of War Possession!"
Opening his wolf mouth, Amos roared, activating his bloodline power. The muscles on his sturdy wolf body bulged once more.
The war cloak and golden giant sword once again emitted light, the red light and golden light enveloping Amos's massive wolf body. From afar, Amos seed like a God of War, albeit a rather bedraggled one.
Whoosh!
The muscle-bursting Amos broke free of the Five Ghosts Life-taking Rope and hurriedly raised his golden giant sword to block the Ninefold Prison Peak.
Boom~!!
The heavy Ninefold Prison Peak fell directly onto the golden giant sword and the fiery red secret silver bracelet around the wolf's arm.
The massive force imdiately poured onto Amos's wolf arm.
"Ah!"
Amos let out a scream, the fiery red secret silver bracelet on his wolf arm exploded, blood seeping from the arm, the golden giant sword knocked aside.
"This young man is quite extraordinary."
Seeing this scene, Kun Xuan's eyes narrowed as he spoke. He could sense that although this young man was extrely young, his strength was probably not weaker than his own.
"Sect Leader, should we intervene?"
Kun Qingfeng asked, looking at the intense battle on the field.
Upon hearing this, Kun Xuan paused in silence for a mont, then, with a profound look, slowly nodded.
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