Chapter 45 Dancing with Wolves

"Xiahou is unkind, come out. If you have the ability, we will fight. I will definitely defeat you this time. Wow!!"

"Stop shouting."

Su Xiaoqi said, "Xiahou passed away early. You'd better go back to the wall."

"Death, dead."

Listening to Su's stingy words, the werewolf was suddenly stunned and stunned.

"Dead, Xiahou passed away. Did Xiahou really pass away? He muttered to himself.

"Long Er, use your half-blue knife to bombard him in, and we will close the door."

Su Xiaoqi is not interested in this wolf-headed monster at all.

" Wait, you can't do this."

The werewolf shouted, "Who are you? Are you disciples of Xiahou? This is our agreement. Although he is dead, you should abide by it as his disciples.

"If no one can beat me, you will let me out. The man's words are like mountains, and he can never go back on his word.

"What bullshit logic."

Su Xiaoqi said, "That's what Elder Xiahou said. If you want to fight so, just go and fight with him."

"You-----"

The werewolf looked up to the sky and roared: "Xiahou, Xiahou, I didn't expect you to be famous for life, but your descendants are so disdainful. I think you will be very disappointed if you know it. Haha----"

"You fart."

Long Long said, "Although we are not disciples of Xiahou, we have got his inheritance. I would like to fight with you."

The werewolf's eyes were glowing with green light. He looked up and down at the dragon and said, "Okay, okay, it's really a hero. For Xiahou's sake, I will tie a chain to fight with you, but if I win, you will let me out.

"No."

Su Xiaoqi saw what Long Long wanted to say, afraid that he would answer and quickly interrupt: "Long Er is not the only person who has been inherited by Xiahou, unless you also beat me. We just promised to let you out."

"Good."

The werewolf agreed without thinking about it. In his eyes, Su Xiaoqi's group is the existence of little children. He can fight hundreds of thousands of tricks with Xia Hou to be defeated. He hasn't paid attention to a few young guys yet.

Cangling!

Longlong drew his knife and stepped forward.

The stone door opened, and the werewolf retreated into the stone room.

This stone room is much larger than the first one, and the sword marks and fist marks on the wall can be faintly seen under the gray light. One by one, it is dense, and there seems to be no flat place on the four walls.

"Children, you make a move first."

"Good."

Longlong was also rude. He held half of his hands and cut out a piece of bright gold.

Bum!

With a muffled sound, the werewolf punched and hit the golden knife mark. The knife was broken, and his figure was actually tattooed.

There is wind coming out of the room, and there is mud and dust flying on the ground.

"Children, your cultivation is good."

The werewolf said, "He has such cultivation at a young age, and he is indeed a hero."

Listening to the werewolf's words, Su Xiaoqi's group did not relax much. Instead, they became more nervous, because they had seen the power of the punch before.

Although Longlong's knife did not exert all his strength, the magnificent knife and brilliant gold had been exposed. Su Xiaoqi felt that he had to be more cautious about this knife, but he didn't expect the werewolf to take it so easily.

"This monster's cultivation seems to be very high."

Linglong said doubtfully. She looked back at her brother and found that Chihuang also looked at the stone room solemnly.

"Should monsters fight monsters?"

Long Yu shook his head and said, "Long San, why are you in a hurry?"

Chihuang ignored him, as if no one listened to him, and Bai Mei squeezed two steps forward.

The knife in the stone room is full of knives, the sound of fists is like thunder, and the stone room is bright. One punch and one knife intersect, and the stone room is like a continuous lightning and thunder before the summer night sky bursts.

Longlong's face became more and more solemn, his whole body rolled with spiritual power, and the knife was turbulent. He had changed his one hand to two hands. Holding the knife in both hands, the room is more windy and more urgent.

The werewolf always stood still without changing his face. No matter where the dragon's knife came from and how powerful the knife was, he greeted it with one punch.

The magnificent gas machine rushed out of the door and the crowd could hardly open their eyes.

"Little brother, your bloodline doesn't seem to be fully stimulated. Well, this knife is good. However, your cultivation is still close to fire.

The werewolf spoke to Longlong while taking the move, looking calm and relaxed: "You have inherited the spiritual power of Xiahou, but you should know that you have only got a small part. Even if he passes on all his thousand years of cultivation to you, I don't think you will be my opponent.

"Because the spiritual power obtained from others is not as strong as the spiritual power you have worked hard to cultivate. Made into steel, that's why a good sword needs to be tempered.

"Nonsense."

Linglong retorted, "We all suck the dragon's inner elixir to improve our cultivation. The dragon's inner elixir is also not cultivated by our own hard work. That's different. Our dragon clan still becomes stronger."

"That's why your generation is inferior to the same generation."

The werewolf said, "Is it a question, is there any people like Xiahou in the world so far?" He shook his head and said, "I'm afraid there won't be."

The werewolf fought calmly with the dragon while talking, as if he were walking leisurely.

"Haven't you heard of it? Bao Jianfeng has been sharpened."

The werewolf continued: "If you rely too much on your magic weapon or your own blade, your strength will often improve very slowly. If you meet a real opponent, they can easily kill you.

"You mean, you are a master."

Linglong laughed and said, "Then I don't think you have defeated Brother Long."

"Okay, little brother, just give me a punch."

The werewolf's voice fell, and his feet sank fiercely, banging! There seemed to be two muffled sounds on the ground, and the dust around his feet flew up in an instant.

Wow!

The werewolf's body suddenly moved forward, the air rolled around, and a fist appeared in the air.

A black and white fist smashed forward.

Squeak!

The air seems to burn.

"Be careful."

Looking at the fist and feeling the strange air machine, the people outside the door subconsciously widened their eyes, and Linglong screamed even more.

"Breaking Sword."

Longlong shouted, and the knife burst out in an instant, like a moon turning moon. He has exhausted his strength with this knife, and this knife is also the strongest knife he got from the Three Wastes Emperor. Boom!

The knife fist collided, and there was a loud noise, and the stone chamber shook, as if the whole hall had shaken with it.

Bum!

The dragon was hit by a powerful air machine and hit its back on the stone wall, and the hard stone wall sank into a groove.