Chapter three hundred and eighty fourth troll werewolf
Wu Hui is like a floating cloud, floating like a traveler from afar.
Success cannot be accomplished, and time is always rushing by.
A good plan is thrown away, and illness is a tragedy.
The guqin is hidden in a virtual box, and the long sword is hung on the empty wall.
Chu Guanhuai's bells and instruments are more beautiful than those of Zhuang Xi.
The gate of the country is far away, and the country road is separated by mountains.
The memory of the morning is like a stage, and the dream of the Ziyun house at night.
The love of the journey has just begun, and the autumn air has become silent.
The wind blows into the pine trees, revealing the white grass.
If the old friend cannot be seen, who is suitable for the dream?
Send a letter to Feihong in the west, and give it to you to comfort the separation.
——"Li Bai wrote a letter to Zhao Zhengjun in Sichuan when he was sick in Huainan"
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Ashina Shemo clenched his fists with both hands and roared to the sky. The wolves in the valley looked up to the sky and roared, which was shrill and terrifying.
After looking up to the sky and howling like a wolf, Ashina Shemo lowered his body like a wild wolf, with his back arched and his wolf eyes shining bright green.
Ashina Shemo used the Heavenly Wolf Demonic Skill. He had a painful and ferocious expression on his face, and his whole body was twitching. His body expanded rapidly and became several times stronger. He was even bigger and more powerful than a mountain-moving giant. Ashina Shemo's upper body was in pieces. The wolf cracked open, revealing its rugged muscles, and turned into a huge monster with a wolf head and human body. The wolf has a sharp snout, a long scarlet tongue, dripping saliva, sharp fangs, the fluorescent green wolf eyes turned into ice blue, and the cone-shaped pupils radiated The cold light of silence.
When all the heroes saw this, they were horrified.
This is not a human, it is clearly a ferocious beast - a black troll werewolf!
The troll werewolf moved quickly, raised his giant foot, and stepped out of the seven-star sword array in one step. Then he kicked Elder Qingmiao with one step.
Elder Qingmiao, who had lost the protection of the seven-star sword formation, was no longer a match for the troll werewolf. The troll werewolf kicked Elder Qingmiao away and hit him hard against the city wall. His bones were broken and his tendons were broken, and his life or death was uncertain.
This change happened so fast that the elders in Qingcheng obviously did not react.
The troll werewolf kicked Taoist Qingxiao. Taoist Qingxiao threw himself to the ground and rolled three times in the gap between his giant foot and the ground to avoid Elder Qingmiao's misfortune.
The troll werewolf kicked off his feet, jumped into the air, and rushed up to the city tower. He punched and kicked, smashing the trebuchets, Zhuge Divine Crossbows and other defensive equipment on the city wall to pieces.
Several Bashu heroes rushed towards the Troll Werewolf with sharp blades. The Troll Werewolf swept its legs and swept several heroes off the tower. They screamed repeatedly.
Jiang Yinnong held the five-hook divine flying spear handed down from his family, and led Zen Master Xingren and other heroes to launch an attack.
The troll werewolf punched Zen Master Xing Nin. Zen Master Xing Nin put his palms together and stuck to the iron fist of the troll werewolf like a gecko. He used his strength to avoid being hurt by the giant fist.
Jiang Yinnong took advantage of the situation and slid the shovel under the iron fist. He raised the spear upwards and the sharp tip of the spear cut a bloody mark on the wrist of the troll werewolf.
Jiang Yinnong was shocked. He thought that this shot could break the werewolf's hand tendons. Unexpectedly, after Ashina Shema transformed into a giant werewolf, he would have steel-like muscles and fur that was so flexible that even a knife could not cut it.
The troll werewolf was furious, stretched out its huge paws, and stepped on Jiang Yinnong. Jiang Yinnon turned upside down to avoid the kick. The troll werewolf continued to pursue, stomping continuously, and his movements were extremely fast.
Jiang Yinnong moved to dodge and was surrounded by dangers.
At the critical moment, the head of Qingxuan brought his sword with him, and turned into a sword light, passing by the ankle of the troll werewolf, and slashed the sword. The sword was extremely sharp, cutting open the rough and thick wolf skin of the troll werewolf, Wolf blood spurted out.
The troll werewolf staggered and almost fell. With a wolf howl, he punched the leader of Qingxuan. The leader of Qingxuan flew across the ground like an eagle to avoid the attack of the troll werewolf. He glared at the flagpole on the tower with his left foot. One circled and swept towards the back shoulder of the troll werewolf.
The troll werewolf turned its head and bit the leader Qingxuan. The leader Qingxuan was as fast as a meteor, passing through the werewolf's huge mouth, and slashed with the tip of the sword, cutting off a small piece of the wolf's tongue.
The troll werewolf mourned greatly and screamed, the sound shook the whole world and shook the earth.
The troll werewolf howled to the sky, and the wolves in the valley echoed.
In an instant, hundreds of wild wolves roared in, followed closely by the Mountain Moving Giant Spirit and Hu Qi, rushing towards Jianmen Pass and fighting with the Bashu heroes.
The troll werewolf took the meteor hammer from the mountain-moving giant spirit. He held the chain in his left hand and threw the meteor hammer out with his right hand. The meteor hammer was extremely powerful. Once it was rounded, it had the power to move mountains and fill seas.
He was everywhere, invincible and unstoppable, smashing the several Bashu heroes who came around him into a bloody mess, with their brains splattered everywhere.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Du Yuchen, the boss of Dumen, jumped from the tower in an attempt to escape.
The troll werewolf spat out a mouthful of blood foam and shouted: "Wherever you go, you will die!"
The meteor hammer swung, and the hammer head flew out, hitting Du Yuchen in the back of the heart. Du Yuchen spurted out a mouthful of blood, his internal organs were shattered, and he died on the spot. The body fell into the city, and a group of wild wolves rushed up and ate it.
.In an instant, only bones were left.
The situation was extremely critical. An old man with pale beard and hair jumped out from the retreating crowd. He was dressed in purple clothes and had seven swords hanging on his back. He looked majestic.
None of the heroes in Bashu knew this person, not even the leader of the Sichuan Gang Jiang Yinnong. If Bai Fu were here, they would be surprised. This man is none other than the old man Xiao who sells wontons at the entrance of Kuanzhai Alley in Chengdu. His appearance is very different from his usual rickets.
If two people.
Old Man Xiao waved his hand, and five swords jumped out from his shoulders, sweeping like meteors and as horizontal as silk, and killed three wild wolves and two barbarian generals in front of him on the spot.
A giant mountain-moving spirit, like a chimpanzee, carried two watermelon-sized cooked copper Japanese melon hammers and smashed them at Old Man Xiao. Old man Xiao was not in a hurry, and waited until the giant mountain-moving spirit rushed in front of him.
A short sword flew out from Old Man Xiao's ribs, as fast as lightning, shot into the eyes of the mountain-moving giant spirit, and penetrated the skull.
The mountain-moving giant roared and fell in front of Old Man Xiao like an elephant, killing him on the spot.
Old Man Xiao flew over the mountain-moving giant spirit and came to the front of the giant werewolf. Old Man Xiao controlled seven swords with both hands, leaping and squandering in front of the giant werewolf, exchanging light and electricity, spinning like fire, and the seven swords were like seven people working together.
He slashed, stabbed and slashed, cracking the plate and breaking rocks. The troll werewolf's calf was cut with several wounds, and the blood flowed endlessly.
The troll werewolf was furious and swung the meteor hammer to hit Mr. Xiao.
Although the giant meteor hammer is extremely powerful, it is good at long-range attacks and not good at close combat. Old Man Xiao took advantage of the weakness of the meteor hammer to spin like a top before and after the legs of the troll werewolf, advancing and retreating like the wind. It was both offensive and defensive, but the light of the sword disappeared.
others.
Old Man Xiao took the risk to attack and dodge under the giant meteor hammer. It looked extremely dangerous, but in fact it was the safest. Several times, when he saw the giant hammer hitting his eyes, Old Man Xiao did a somersault, turned over and jumped on the instep of the giant werewolf, but the giant hammer could not stop him.
Don't close it, so as not to accidentally hurt yourself. After a few rounds, the troll werewolf had nowhere to go and screamed angrily.
The troll werewolf bent down and swung his left paw towards Old Man Xiao. Old Man Xiao's golden snake turned on the electricity, and the sharp sword light instantly cut off the sharp nails of the troll werewolf's left claw.
Avoiding the giant werewolf's sharp claws, Old Man Xiao rolled and cut off the little toe of the giant werewolf's left foot.
The troll werewolf almost collapsed to the ground in pain. He threw down the meteor hammer, clasped his palms together, and with a thunderbolt, he tried to kill Old Man Xiao in his palms.
Old Man Xiao changed his shape, turned around and dodged, and with one move, "Yi Bow Pays Nine Suns", seven swords rushed into the sky, taking the shape of the Big Dipper. Then the seven swords dived and stabbed the troll werewolf in the back of the head.
The troll werewolf put his palms on the ground, and his huge body was extremely flexible. With his head down and his feet up, he flipped upside down and kicked out with his feet, kicking away the seven swords one by one.
When Old Man Xiao was about to summon the Seven Swords to continue his attack, the troll werewolf shushed his wolf mouth, and a black wind mirage spurted out from his bloody mouth, hitting Old Man Xiao right in the face.
The mirage smell was so fishy that Old Man Xiao couldn't dodge, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground.
The troll werewolf laughed ferociously, raised his right foot, and was about to trample Old Man Xiao into a pulp.