Chapter 325 The Losing Wolf

In this way, the roar of Feng Xiaotian and the roar of the wolves confronted each other for a while. At this time, the true qi in Feng Xiaotian's body returned to independence and rushed to his throat, turning into a strong sound wave spreading in all directions.

The roar of the wolves also became more and more sharp. Fortunately, the sound waves made by Feng Xiaotian's whistling at this time can offset most of the whistling of the wolves. Although Feng Xiaotian still feels a little uncomfortable, it is much better than just now. At least it is not a big deal in a short time. Feng Xiaotian is secretly grateful. Fortunately, thanks to Xuantian There is a sound attack method in the formula that can resist the wolf's roar. Otherwise, I'm afraid I will be buried in the mountain of Wangwu today.

After a lot of incense, Lang Xiaotian saw that his men did not have the upper hand, and he was a little impatient, so he shouted loudly, "Children, stop!"

As soon as the words fell, the roar of the wolves suddenly stopped, and Feng Xiaotian naturally stopped the roar. He was a little dismayed to find that it was this roaring secret that had consumed at least 30% of the true qi, and there must be a fierce battle waiting for him.

"Haha, my surname is Feng. I forgot that you can also use this sound attack method. Next, I'll see how you can resist! Children, the wolves devour the sky!" Lang Xiaotian said with a wild smile.

As soon as the roaring sky's words fell, the brown-green smoke surrounding the windy sky was churning again. Unexpectedly, it quickly transformed into a few huge wolf heads, with ferocious faces and vivid faces. With a big mouth open, revealing its white teeth, it bites towards the wind and small sky in the middle.

Feng Xiaotian was not in a hurry when he saw the situation. He pointed to the Sakyamuni Tower on the top of his head, and a pure air poured into the tower. The faint blue light emitted by the Sakyamuni Tower suddenly lit up, blocking the wolf heads from the aperture, and the wolf heads hit the aperture and turned into brown-green smoke and dissipated.

However, the aperture emitted by the Sakyamuni Tower shook, and the hanging blue light also disappeared a lot. It seemed that the attack of the wolf's head was not completely ineffective.

Then, the brown-green smoke rolled again, and it turned into a few huge wolf heads, and continued to open its mouth and bite towards Feng Xiaotian.

Naturally, the results of these wolf heads are the same as before, still turning into brown-green smoke and dispersing, but the aperture of the Shakya Pagoda continues to disappear a lot of light during the shaking, and Feng Xiaotian has to continue to inject Zhenli, which makes Shakya Pagoda continue to hang blue light to maintain the aperture intact.

Feng Xiaotian was secretly surprised. It seemed that the smoke-shaped wolf heads were endless. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that when he is not strong enough, these wolf heads will attack him.

It seemed to prove what Feng Xiaotian thought in his heart. The brown-green smoke really rolled, and several huge wolf heads continued to transform out, biting fiercely towards Feng Xiaotian, and then continued to disperse, continue to illusion, and then attack.

Another incense has passed. Feng Xiaotian felt that the true qi in his body was less than 50%, but those wolf heads continued to bite over endlessly, spread out, transformed, and bit again.

"Haha, surnamed Feng, this group of wolves eat the sky until they tear each other into pieces before they can stop. I'd like to see how long you can hold on?" Lang Xiaotian's proud voice came in.

"It can't go on like this. You have to think of a way out of the fence!" Feng Xiaotian thought to himself that after all, such a passive resistance is not a way. When he really exhausts himself, he has become a fish on his knife.

All around the body, the aperture of the Shakya Pagoda has been reduced as much as possible, which can protect Feng Xiaotian's body in it. Outside the aperture, the wolf's head that is constantly transforming is frantically biting, one by one's faces are ferocious. It seems that he will not stop tearing Feng Xiaotian into pieces!

It's really a matter of effort to maintain the full defense of the Sakyamuni Tower. Just when the wind is thinking about it, the real power in the windy celestial body has gone by another ten.

"That's all. It seems that I have to fight. The secret of breaking the sky is too much, and it's not good at group attack. Now I have to try the secret of turning the sky. With the dragon horse, maybe I can really succeed!" Feng Xiaotian made up his mind secretly. He didn't want to sit around like this and decided to take a risk to break through.

After Feng Xiaotian made up his mind, he first pointed to the Sakyamuni Tower and entered the true force crazily. With the support of Feng Xiaotian's natural power, the Sakyamuni Tower quickly drooped down the dense blue light, and the aperture quickly increased a lot. Although those huge wolf heads still hit the aperture composed of blue light crazily, they were Under Feng Xiaotian's desperate resistance, he was still squeezed out by the aperture. Of course, Feng Xiaotian's corresponding pressure also increased.

"Children, work harder. This Feng is a dying struggle, and it will soon be torn into pieces!" Lang Xiaotian naturally sensed the changes in the array, so he cheered up the disciples of Wangyuemen.

In fact, the disciples of Wangyuemen are not easy at this moment. Although they rely on a large array of wolves to deal with Feng Xiaotian, after all, there is a certain gap in strength with Feng Xiaotian. These days, first a group of wolves roared the sky, and then a group of wolves devouring the sky. This tossing also makes these disciples of Wangyuemen tired one by one. If Lang Xiaotian hadn't supervised the battle, these disciples would have wanted to give up. If it goes on like this, even if they really kill the other party, they will eventually lose both sides. However, Lang Xiaotian is the emperor of the golden-backed wolf and the leader of the new generation of Wangyuemen. Although the disciples are unwilling, no one dares to violate it, so they have to be gentle. Xiaotian held on.

For Lang Xiaotian's shouting, Feng Xiaotian ignored it. After he stretched out the blue aperture, he quickly summoned the dragon horse entering the space of Sakyamuni Tower according to the formula taught by Ta Ling.

As soon as the dragon horse came out, he found that something was wrong. His owner was shrouded in smoke again, so he cast his doubtful eyes to Feng Xiaotian.

Knowing that the situation was urgent, Feng Xiaotian quickly told Longma about the current situation with divine consciousness, and told Longma that when he used the secret of turning the sky, he used his most powerful attack moves at the same time.

Longma and Feng Xiaotian are connected. Naturally, they understand what Feng Xiaotian means. They shake their heads and agree. The crystal clear unicorn on the top of their heads has begun to be wrapped in lightning. It seems that the dragon horse is ready to attack with lightning.

Seeing that the dragon and horse were ready to fight, Feng Xiaotian no longer hesitated and carried up all the remaining true qi in his body and circulated the meridians according to the route of the secret. At this time, the white beads that had not moved for a long time in the sea slowly turned, and began to emit a bright light. Feng Xiaotian only felt that he was deprived in his body. The true air was filled again, and I couldn't help but be overjoyed. The secret that I had barely used suddenly took action with all my strength.

With a long roar like a dragon, a dazzling purple light burst out of the brown-green smoke like a green dragon coming out of the water. After that, it took the wind and sky as the center, and the sword light soared, and the light was brilliant. Countless purple sword spewed out and turned into countless sword shadows. It swept in all directions.

The brown-green smoke surrounding the windy sky was suddenly scattered by the roaring sword light. Even the golden lion king and the golden snake grandma and others who were watching the battle outside suddenly saw the sudden transmission of purple light in the smoke that had been rolling, which was also mixed with countless dazzling sword tip virtual shadows, knowing that the victory or defeat was about to be decided. They all focused on observing one by one.

This fight has been a lot of time. Everyone watching the battle is not optimistic about Feng Xiaotian. They think that this Feng Xiaotian must be more evil and less auspicious. Grandma Jin Snake is already happy and feels that Feng Xiaotian is already doomed, and this sudden purple light makes Grandma Jin Snake's heart sink, and her heart is raised again. However, the Golden Lion King was refreshed and felt that Feng Xiaotian was really extraordinary. I'm afraid that he was still merciful when he fought with himself just now.

At the same time, a long horse hiss came from the brown-green smoke. Then, a thunderousand sounded in the smoke, which made the brown-green smoke roll and spread in all directions. A huge lightning net appeared above the wolf array and covered it fiercely.

The people around watching the battle were stunned and the horse hissed. It was really strange. Isn't it a group of wolves to deal with a person? Why did the horse come from somewhere?

Then, a scene that made the Golden Lion King and others more stunned appeared. The brown-green smoke that had been wrapped for a long time quickly dispersed, revealing the inside.

Lang Xiaotian and his subordinates of Wangyuemen fell to the ground. Except for Lang Xiaotian's human form, everyone else still maintained the shape of the golden-backed wolf, but the appearance was a little too miserable. The long golden hair on his back turned black at this time, as if it had been burned, and One by one, they withered, and they were seriously injured at a glance. Several of them were still skin-opened and dripping blood. When they saw the neat mouth, they knew it was a sword wound.

Lang Xiaotian is in the best situation. After all, under the double attack of Feng Xiaotian and Long Ma, several golden-backed wolves fought desperately to protect each other, but he was also half lying on the ground. His green eyes stared at Feng Xiaotian tightly, and his eyes were full of horror.

And Feng Xiaotian stands long, his eyes are shining, the light sword in his hand is as clear as autumn water, and the faint purple light lingers on it. The long hair behind him is automatically without wind. A green shirt hunts and hunts. His slender figure stands among the fallen wolves, which seems to be extremely tall, as great as a mountain, just like a god. Well, the real power suddenly provided by the white beads just now made him refreshed and broke through this group of wolves, and it didn't seem to be any effort.

And beside Feng Xiaotian, an unusual and white one-horned horse stood proudly, and the crystal clear one-horn on the top of his head still had a trace of electric light. Obviously, the sword light just now was sent by Feng Xiaotian, and the later lightning net was the masterpiece of this strange horse.