Strike first and gain the upper hand!
"Awoo!"
The werewolf's cries of pain once again reverberated in the air above the pile of rocks.
Between the cracks of the stone, Tang Huan sprinted madly. He never thought that Xiao Budian would actually dare to run out of his hiding place, and even attract the attention of the werewolf on the other side.
However, although Tang Huan was shocked by its actions, his reaction was not slow at all. He did not waste the great opportunity that Xiao Budian had taken the risk to create.
After the sword strike, the wound on the werewolf's abdomen deepened once again. The wound and the skin on both sides had already been charred black by the scorching heat.
The same wound had been stabbed three times in a row. The werewolf was on the verge of going crazy. He endured the pain in his abdomen and chased after it with all his might.
Not long after, two more forks appeared in front of him at the same time.
The werewolf slowed down and approached cautiously.
"Yiya!"
This time, the voice came from the left.
The werewolf gritted his teeth and sneered inwardly. What a hopeless idiot. You've used the same move twice, do you think this Demon General will fall for it again?
"Hu!" Without the slightest hesitation, the werewolf slightly leaned to the side and fiercely slapped its left claw towards the right fork.
"No one?"
Not only did the claw miss, there was no one on the right fork.
The werewolf was stunned, and immediately realized that something was wrong. Just as he was about to turn around and look at the left fork, he felt a mixture of tearing and burning pain coming from his abdomen. Almost at the same time, a figure scuttled from the left to the crevice in front of him, and on his shoulder, there was a small blue figure.
"Awoo …"
Not only was the werewolf incomparably resentful, it was also extremely sullen. How could this human be so cunning and hateful? Last time, it was clearly one on each side. How could it be two on each side this time?
"Damned human, I will never let you off!"
The werewolf roared crazily and chased after him once again. His eyes were dyed with a dark red color.
However, the following situation did not change at all. In this kind of environment, the werewolf's advantage could not be recovered at all, and with Xiao Budian's tacit cooperation, Tang Huan changed all sorts of sneak attacks, slowly deepening the wound on the werewolf's abdomen.
"We can't go on like this!"
The werewolf's eyes were ferocious. He stopped in his tracks and gasped for air.
The werewolf's frenzied mind finally calmed down after receiving three more wounds on his back and another three on his abdomen. He was being led by the nose in this cobweb-like crevice. If this continued, he would be dragged to his death.
Placing his front paws on the edge of the rock, the werewolf shrugged and was about to jump up.
"Watch my sword!"
A loud shout suddenly rang out, and in the next moment, the werewolf felt an abnormally scorching and sharp aura coming from between his legs.
Although the tip of the blade had yet to touch a vital point, there was already a strong feeling of pain in the balls.
The werewolf, who had just woken up, immediately became incomparably furious. At the same time, he clawed backwards, and his body fell once again. But the moment his two feet touched the ground, Tang Huan's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and a red light pierced into his abdomen through the wound like lightning.
The Genuine Qi in Tang Huan's body surged crazily, the exceptionally strong power of the True Fire burst forth crazily from the sword. At this moment, the werewolf's intestines were probably going to be burnt.
"Done!"
Tang Huan's heart relaxed, and he immediately wanted to retreat.
"Awoo!" The werewolf let out a manic howl of pain. The muscles around the wound actually closed up, tightly clamping onto the Fire Cloud Sword that had already pierced into his abdomen.
"This is bad!"
Tang Huan realized that something was wrong, he immediately let go of the sword hilt and quickly retreated. Almost at the same time, one of the werewolf's claws slapped over and imprinted itself on his chest.
Bang! Tang Huan's body flew backwards along the crevice of the stone, falling nearly ten meters away.
"Damn, what great strength!"
Tang Huan felt a pain in his chest, his vision turned black, and he almost fainted from the pain.
After shaking his head a few times, Tang Huan tried his best to keep himself awake. Then, he suddenly got up and ran a few meters forward before turning into a side road.
The werewolf only chased for a few steps before he stopped and angrily crashed into the stone walls on both sides.
"Hu!"
After running for a few dozen meters, Tang Huan rubbed his chest and sat down, letting out a long breath.
Hearing the roars coming from afar, Tang Huan still had a lingering fear in his heart. If he had not reacted quickly enough and immediately let go of the sword hilt and retreated, the werewolf's palm strike would not have been so firm. Otherwise, his sternum would have been smashed to pieces and he would have lost all strength to resist.
If that was the case, the werewolf, who was in so much pain and on the verge of death, could casually stomp him to death.
He hadn't died for so long, but just as he was about to enjoy his victory, he was dragged along by the werewolf to perish together with him. It was too vexing and not worth it.
"Yiya, yiya …" Xiao Budian crawled out from an abnormally narrow crack in front of him and climbed onto Tang Huan's leg, calling out in concern.
"I'm fine..." Hmm … "
Tang Huan pinched Xiao Budian's fleshy wings with both hands and laughed out loud. However, he had pulled on a painful spot and could not help but let out a muffled groan. Xiao Budian could not help but extend his little claws and rub them against Tang Huan's chest a few times. He pouted and then revealed his red and tender tongue.
"There's no need, there's no need."
Tang Huan immediately knew what the little fellow wanted to do. He immediately pinched its mouth and ate a small drop of the golden liquid inside its horn. He estimated that it would take dozens or even hundreds of low-grade gems to make up for it. Tang Huan would rather suffer for a while and leave more gems to forge weapons.
The roars of the werewolf in the distance gradually weakened. Tang Huan placed Xiao Budian on his shoulder and took a light breath. He endured the pain and stood up, slowly moving closer to the other side.
Very quickly, Tang Huan saw his own Fire Cloud Sword that had been abandoned. About twenty meters away from the Fire Cloud Sword, the werewolf's tall and sturdy body was crawling on the ground, twitching slightly. His mouth was constantly emitting heavy breathing, and a pool of blood had already flowed out of the ground around him.
Tang Huan did not dare to approach immediately. He picked up the Fire Cloud Sword and crawled out of the crevice.
The moment he went up, Tang Huan saw two figures. The three Silver Wolves and dozens of Black Wolves had already disappeared. It was unknown if they had all been killed or had fled, but only two of the five young men were left. Their clothes were tattered, their footsteps were unsteady, and their entire bodies were stained with blood.
They were obviously here to check on the situation, and were only a dozen meters away from Tang Huan.
"Friend, not bad. You can even kill such a powerful werewolf." Seeing that Tang Huan's body was basically unharmed, the two young men were startled, but when they caught a glimpse of Xiao Budian who was squatting on Tang Huan's shoulder, their eyes flashed with a strong sense of shock and greed.
"You guys are not bad either. You took care of dozens of wolves." Tang Huan smiled faintly.
"Five people came to this maze realm forest, but only the two of us are left." A black clothed man laughed bitterly, but soon after, he seemed to have realized Xiao Budian's existence, and curiously took two steps forward, "Friend, what's that on your shoulder? It looks so cute, can I touch it? "
"No way!" The corner of Tang Huan's mouth twitched.
"You …" Hmm … "
Before the man in black could finish his words, he let out a painful groan. He looked down in disbelief at the broadsword between his chest and abdomen. The blade of the sword had already pierced through his body, and the tip of the sword came out of his back. Blood continuously dripped down, and at this time, he had just raised the sword in his right hand.
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