"Well done!"
When Ye Zhendong saw Shen Xiaodiao coming towards him, he did not take action immediately, but watched him attack with interest.
When he got close to him, he jumped up and avoided Shen Xiaodiao's knife blow.
He always wanted to see the strength of the werewolf Shen Xiaodiao.
At the same time, he also gave Shen Xiaodiao and his associates time to rescue.
If there is no bait, how can we catch them all in one catch?
"kill!"
The blow missed, and the sword was pressed down fiercely again.
Shen Xiaodiao's eyes turned scarlet and he was completely crazy!
Fast as lightning, thunderous!
Ye Zhendong once again calmly avoided it.
Shen Xiaodiao took another step forward, taking advantage of the situation, and his offensive suddenly changed.
Strong winds, heavy rains, rough waves, like a violent storm, will never stop!
Facing the crazy Shen Xiaodiao, Ye Zhendong didn't have any trouble at all. While avoiding it, he kicked a pile of debris over.
"Bah bang bang!"
Shen Xiaodiao swept with one kick.
The trees, trash cans, and weeds that were hit were all shattered.
His momentum was like a rainbow pressing towards Ye Zhendong.
If Ye Zhendong is not killed today, he will not be able to get rid of the frustration in his heart.
After Ye Zhendong avoided his attack again, Shen Xiaodiao's body surged up again, swinging his sword horizontally.
The sword was bright and the murderous intent was fierce, constantly strangling Ye Zhendong's vitality.
"when--"
Ye Zhendong still didn't draw his sword, he just held the scabbard and calmly blocked the attack.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, two slender figures kept colliding.
Fists, feet, and weapons attacked each other with ferocious momentum, reaching a strange state where it was difficult to tell the winner.
Countless debris flew out during the two people's attack, falling apart and creating a mess.
"My skills are good and my energy is amazing, but it's a pity that I'm confused."
Ye Zhendong blocked Shen Xiaodiao's attack: "It's my turn!"
After he finished speaking, he turned around and kicked Shen Xiaodiao in the abdomen.
Shen Xiaodiao groaned and rolled a few meters away. His abdomen hurt, but he didn't care at all.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
After being unable to attack for a long time, he roared and unleashed his final killer move.
Shen Xiaodiao straightened his back.
His blood-red eyes suddenly became profound.
A black light shot out from his eyes, exuding a power that bewitched people's hearts.
Ye Zhendong's body trembled and his expression froze, as if he had fallen into a deep sea.
The speed and movements slowed down.
Just wait for this moment!
Shen Xiaodiao laughed wildly: "Death——"
He shot out and slashed with all his strength.
"Whoosh——"
In just a moment, the sword light was in front of Ye Zhendong.
Senhan's sword energy had penetrated into the pores of his skin.
"kill!"
When Shen Xiaodiao roared out, Ye Zhendong suddenly moved and shook his right hand.
The flying sword was finally unsheathed.
"Whoosh!"
The sword flashed and pierced into the sword light!
Shen Xiaodiao's body suddenly stagnated, and the overwhelming murderous intent dissipated instantly.
The sword shattered and broke into half. My chest hurt and blood flowed.
"What?"
Divine control failed?
Shen Xiaodiao's expression changed, and he retreated three meters vertically.
As soon as he stopped, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
At the same time, the tip of the sword arrived like a shadow and pierced his chest.
Not sharp, not domineering, not ferocious, but light and fast.
"ah--"
He roared and resisted with all his strength with both hands.
"bite--"
The flying sword calmly passed between the two palms and pierced Shen Xiaodiao's chest.
Cold and biting.
Shen Xiaodiao's face instantly turned pale as paper.
He staggered to the ground, with anger and shock on his face, as if he didn't expect to be defeated by a sword.
Ye Zhendong said calmly: "The art of divine control is good, but it's a pity that it doesn't mean much to me."
Dong Wang, who has endured more than twenty years of pain, has already become firmer than ordinary people imagine.
"Bang--"
Before Shen Xiaodiao could react, Ye Zhendong pulled out the flying sword with his backhand and kicked him to the ground.
Shen Xiaodiao fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his whole body was in severe pain, but he could no longer struggle.
Although Ye Zhendong's sword did not kill him, it made him lose all resistance.
"Even if I die, I will not fall into Ye Tang's hands."
Shen Xiaodiao roared and bit the poison pill in his teeth.
"Bang!"
Ye Zhendong had quick eyes and quick hands and kicked him unconscious.
"Swish swish——"
At this moment, seven figures burst out from a distance.
They were like flying arrows nailed in front of Ye Zhendong.
Then, their formation dispersed and surrounded them like a pack of wolves.
Ye Zhendong narrowed his eyes and looked at this group of uninvited guests, a little surprised that he had gained something today.
Before he could say anything, an old man in gray clothes with a black wolf tattooed on his neck walked up.
Shen Xiaodiao, whose finger was seriously injured, said to Ye Zhendong:
To be continued...