Chapter 921： , No third cut

The werewolf looked at Lin Que, a drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead across his cheek.

Damn, he was actually shocked by the aura of a hairy boy.

"Hmph, even if you are great, you are only a seventieth-level Spirit Guardian, killing you is easy!"

The werewolf revealed sharp claws, released his demon power, and stared at Lin Que vigilantly.

He had witnessed the knife Fanghua just now.

Lin Que put Mo Qingcheng aside, holding the blood blade tightly in his right hand, maddening murderous intent running through him.

The left hand wiped the blade of the blood blade, and the blade light illuminated Lin Que's cold face.

Between the eyebrows, the blood lotus blooms!

"The first knife, Spirit Devouring Slash!"

Lin Que cut out with a single knife, the light of the knife melted into the void and disappeared.

The werewolf raised his brows and turned around instinctively. The sharp claws cut through the void, and collided with the **** knife that appeared.

"boom!"

Ripple of power burst out in the void.

The werewolf figure slammed back to the edge of the pit, and the sharp claws penetrated into the ground, which stabilized the flying figure.

What a powerful force!

He felt his arms trembling.

This human being is really only level 70?

"Second knife, blood shadow kill!"

Just as the werewolf was thinking about it, Lin Que cut out the second sword, and countless sword qi turned into dense silk threads, blocking the scene overwhelmingly, and strangling out.

The werewolf looked at the incoming sword air thread, showing a playful smile: "Maybe I am inferior to you in strength, but speed, I am king!"

"call out!"

The werewolf turned into afterimages, evasively avoiding the siege of the sword aura silk thread, and appeared behind Lin Que in the blink of an eye.

Both paws made scarlet paw prints and fell.

Lin Que raised the blood blade in his hand to block it, and the wolf claw destroyed the blood blade, but it did not cause substantial damage.

After the physical body reaches the Diamond level, it is comparable to an S-level defensive magic weapon!

"Sura Fierce Prison!"

"boom!"

In the deep pit, blood flames appeared to cover the audience.

Lin Que walked out of the sea of ​​blood, holding a blood blade with a blood flame: "The third sword, Shura Hell Slash!"

The werewolf's eyes were horrified, the wolf howled, and the demon power in his body broke out.

"Wolf Soul!"

"Wow!"

The dark red wolf soul erupted, facing the fallen blood blade.

In the deep pit, along with Lin Que slashed down, a pillar of blood and fireworks burst into the sky instantly!

"Boom!"

The original five-meter deep pit was burst into a depth of tens of meters by the aftermath of the battle.

In the pit.

The wolf was lying on the ground panting, his body was covered with knife marks.

Recalling the scene of the confrontation just now, my heart was shocked, as if passing by with death.

If Lin Que's spirit power was a few levels higher, he would definitely die on the spot.

The werewolf looked at Lin Que and smiled triumphantly: "Boy, kill me with three swords? You are still a little tender!"

Lin Que glanced at the werewolf, then silently took out an invincible pan.

It's not over yet.

Around the werewolves, black holes popped up, and they were filled with hundreds of catties of special TNT from the country.

Werewolf:? ? ?

What a good thing, it's a good three knives!

Don't talk about martial arts!

Lin Que curled his lips: "I said three knives, only three knives, did I make one extra one?"

"no!"

The werewolf was speechless, this human being is so shameless!

"Human, I give up!"

Lin Que gave a bloodthirsty smile: "I said, today you will die, even if the Nightmare Ghost King comes, it's useless!"

"I said!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Que's killing intent of madness poured into the invincible pan, and in a flash, the pan was infinitely magnified.

"You love me, I love you, the invincible pan is really awesome!"

"Shoot you to death!"

Lin Que photographed it with a pan, the violent power distorted the surrounding space.

Hundreds of catties of TNT exploded at the same time.

Lin Que disappeared the moment he shot the pan.

Werewolf: "I ***."

sp: 40 degrees every day, I can't help it!