Zhao Qifeng and Xu Suqin were both heavily injured by the demonic Qi. At the same time, the word "sword" that the grey-robed old man had drawn turned into countless sword lights and wrapped around the two True Immortal werewolves in layers. With the previous battle, the grey-robed old man had some experience dealing with the golden armor.
The large number of sword lights slashed the golden armor, creating a series of sharp clanging sounds. The dense and sharp sword light was as pervasive as mercury. In that instant, it seemed to have found an opening. The sword light drilled into the golden armor, and two screams rang out. The two True Immortal Werewolves, who had been ferocious just a moment ago, were sliced into countless pieces by the sword light that had penetrated the golden armor. They turned into two puffs of scalding flesh and blood that scattered in the air.
Lu Xiaotian was also confused at this time. If the two True Immortal Realm werewolves hadn't used such a desperate method before the grey-robed old man attacked, they still had a chance to escape. But the other party had given up on the idea of retreating and used such a tragic method to seriously injure Zhao Qifeng and Xu Suqin, while not even leaving behind a corpse.
Was this really what the True Immortal Realm werewolves wanted? Or was it? Lu Xiaotian thought of the True Immortal Realm werewolves, or the wolf riders, even in the face of death, still looking unflinchingly at death. That kind of expression was no different from that of the Stone Tribe warriors who believed in him.
Thinking of this, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. What kind of method did the Monster Race master use to make these True Immortal Realm werewolves so loyal?
"These monsters are really strange." Obviously, it wasn't just Lu Xiaotian. The grey-robed old man, who had killed three True Immortal Realm werewolves, muttered in a low voice. But in any case, being able to successfully kill the opponents had at least alleviated the current situation. He, Zhao Qifeng, and Xu Suqin had been fighting for a long time, and finally had a rare moment of rest.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao, Fellow Daoist Xu, how are your injuries?" Although the grey-robed old man was surprised, he had already killed the other party. Now that the clues had been lost, how could he speculate about those strange and incomprehensible things for no reason? Right now, Zhao Qifeng and Xu Suqin were both heavily injured. Logically speaking, he couldn't just stand here and do nothing.
"This True Immortal Realm werewolf really is powerful when it comes to risking its life." Zhao Qifeng coughed with difficulty a few times, his whole face was almost twisted, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Zhao Qifeng clearly didn't feel any better, but he still said, "But if you want to take my life, you're still far from it."
Even if he lost, he couldn't lose. Zhao Qifeng was stubborn, so he let him be. The grey-robed old man thought so, so he naturally wouldn't expose Zhao Qifeng's stubbornness.
Lu Xiaotian frowned. He sensed a trace of the werewolf bristle's aura from Zhao Qifeng and Xu Suqin's bodies. Zhao Qifeng's and Xu Xu Xu's expressions were also a bit strange. Not only the grey-robed old man, but even Lu Xiaotian thought that the two of them had been seriously injured, and the werewolf aura had entered their bodies, causing them unbearable pain.
As for the werewolf bristle's aura, Lu Xiaotian, Zhao Qifeng, Xu Suqin, and Xin Hong each had one. Among them, Lu Xiaotian had suppressed his dragon essence, so he was the weakest. He had almost been killed by the werewolf bristle's owner. Zhao Qifeng and the other two True Immortals hadn't shown any abnormalities.
Lu Xiaotian glanced at Zhao Qifeng's pained face and saw a strange expression. Lu Xiaotian suddenly felt that something was wrong. The werewolf bristle had attacked him first because he was the weakest after concealing his dragon essence. Now that Zhao Qifeng and Xu Suqin were both injured, he didn't know what would happen.
Lu Xiaotian also didn't know what would happen to Zhao Qifeng and Xu Suqin. Zhao Qifeng and Xu Suqin both had fierce expressions on their faces, and several azure beads and dozens of icicles suddenly rained down on the grey-robed old man.
The grey-robed old man didn't expect that Zhao Qifeng and Xu Suqin, who had been allies before, would suddenly attack him. He originally wanted to check on the two's injuries, but he was already very close. For True Immortals, a distance of three to four li was nothing more than an instant. The grey-robed old man was naturally caught off guard.
The grey-robed old man was also an extraordinary person. Even in this situation, he still drew a circle in the air with his red brush. Wherever the tip of the brush passed, the circle was like a whirlpool, firmly sucking in Zhao Qifeng's azure beads, making it impossible for them to escape.
Even though the grey-robed old man's strength was astonishing, much stronger than Zhao Qifeng and Xu Suqin, he didn't have enough time to react. He simply didn't have enough time to defend himself. Even if he blocked Zhao Qifeng, there was still Xu Suqin on his side. At this time, Xu Suqin's dozens of icicles had already arrived.
The grey-robed old man's body twisted like a ghost, and avoided most of the icicles. However, he was still pierced by one of the icicles on his left leg, and the other one on his right abdomen. Blood immediately flowed out of the wounds, but it was quickly frozen by the icicles.
The grey-robed old man spat out a mouthful of blood. His brush was like a hammer as it heavily struck Zhao Qifeng's azure beads, sending them flying back. The grey-robed old man quickly wrote the word "seal," blocking the rest of Xu Suqin's attack. Then he staggered back.
"What are you doing?" The grey-robed old man was both shocked and angry. If there were great benefits, it would be understandable for them to take the risk in order to seize the treasure. But now the surroundings were empty, except for the smell of blood that permeated the air, there was nothing else. Zhao Qifeng and Xu Suqin, two true immortals, attacked him, were they out of their minds?
"Awoo — —" In response to the grey-robed old man, Zhao Qifeng let out a terrifying wolf howl. Zhao Qifeng's bones crackled, his body grew nearly ten feet tall, and on his face, head, hands and back, white wolf bristles grew out like weeds. His eyes also became ferocious like a wolf.
The situation on Xu Suqin's side was almost the same, but the two true immortals, who were slightly smaller than Zhao Qifeng, had now turned into two werewolves with demon qi. No matter how puzzled the grey-robed old man was, at this time he realized the situation was not good. He did not dare to stay for half a second. He even abandoned the less than fifteen immortals that he took care of, turned into a flame and fled into the distance.
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