In the dark mountains, the army of the Blue Wolf Clan lined up in a long line, and they walked in a row.

Attacking the Iron Forest Department, nearly half of the Blue Wolf Clan warriors were killed and wounded.

Because of the urgency of the situation, the corpses were abandoned on the battlefield. However, the injured need medical care and treatment, and special manpower is allocated to take care of them.

With nearly a hundred wounded soldiers, the Green Wolf Clan marched very slowly.

Several wolf guards followed behind the rear hall of the brigade to prevent anyone from sneaking up on the army from behind.

"The Iron Forest Department doesn't dare to pursue, what are we doing in the back!"

A wolf clan guard said dissatisfiedly.

The patriarch of their iron guards, the personal guard, has an extremely high status among the green wolf clan. When have you ever done such a job.

Lang Ye looked back and looked around, before he said in a deep voice: "We lost very strangely, maybe the Tielin Department has come to reinforce the army." There are still a lot of masters in the Ten Divisions of the Eastern Wilderness, and it seems that the Three Heroes of the Eastern Wilderness ......"

"That's their Terran Race boasting about it! There are thousands of peaks and mountains in the Eastern Wilderness, there are hundreds of millions of barbarians, and the number of Terrans accounts for less than 10%!"

This wolf clan iron guard sneered disdainfully: "Bai Sheng, the genius of the White Ape Clan, is already a fourth-order powerhouse who has comprehended martial arts, and he does not dare to call himself a hero of the Eastern Wilderness, and only the human race is shameless, so he will call himself the Third Hero of the Eastern Wilderness......"

"Shhh

Lang Ye interrupted the gushing companion, turned around abruptly, and looked at the darkness behind him with a solemn face.

The mountain wind howls like the wailing of wild beasts, and the grass and trees shake like ghosts.

The more you look closely, the more eerie it feels.

The eyes of the wolf clan are very special, as long as there is a little starlight and moonlight, they can diffuse and gather light through guò and see in the dark.

Lang Ye has already opened up a spiritual aperture, and his eyesight is far better than that of ordinary wolf clans. He wandered his gaze and soon spotted a figure.

The figure was very short, and it didn't mean to hide its whereabouts, and rushed directly from behind.

"Someone sneaked up!"

After Lang Ye shouted a warning, he found that there was no one else except the thin figure. He couldn't help but be a little confused, why was there only one person?

The wolf clan marched almost in a straight line, and the terrain here was complicated, and it was not impossible for the Iron Forest Department to ambush in advance.

"Is there really only one person on the other side who came with him?

Lang Ye thought it was incredible, was this person crazy? Although they had only been defeated once, there were at least 200 warriors who could fight.

Even a fourth-order martial artist, surrounded by two hundred warriors, would have to flee in the wilderness.

Before Lang Ye could figure it out, the speed of the person behind him had already rushed to his eyes.

In the dark night, Lang Ye found that the person opposite was thin and immature, obviously a teenager.

It's just that the young man's face is calm and calm, his eyes are firm, and there is a strong momentum between his eyebrows.

It's like hundreds of wolf soldiers, but hundreds of ants, which can be broken with a wave of their hand!

Lang Ye had seen a certain fifth-order powerhouse of the Golden Wolf Clan. The momentum of a fifth-order powerhouse was already like a substantial flame, and standing next to him would feel like a falling furnace, and the blood in his body seemed to be ignited by that momentum.

The young man's momentum was far less intense, but the momentum of condescending looking down at a qiē seemed to be a little stronger than that fifth-order powerhouse.

Lang Ye's martial arts are not high, but he has felt the most acute since he was a child. It is the most sensitive to changes in people's momentum and divine consciousness.

But he couldn't believe where a teenager could get such momentum. He felt that he must have misunderstood.

"This person should be the Shura-like master of the Iron Forest Department!"

Lang Ye's heart suddenly moved, and he thought of what the defeated soldiers said, there was a strange young master in the Iron Forest Department, the strength was terrifying, and the hard one rushed into the battle formation and killed the great wizard.

Originally, it was difficult for Lang Ye to imagine what a Shura-like teenager was like. When he saw the person opposite, he immediately understood. This young man does have a terrifying and terrifying aura on his body.

The companion who had already prepared a good one, but he didn't have the complicated idea of Lang Ye. He stabbed the boy head-on.

The marksmanship on the battle formation, there are no tricks, only a thorn. This wolf clan is also an elite iron guard, a first-order martial artist who has opened up a spiritual aperture.

The spear stabbed out head-on pierced the man's chest, and it was steady, accurate, and fast.

Lang Ye didn't dare to be careless, and shot on one side to respond. No matter who comes, kill it first.

The spear of the wolf clan iron guard is dark and black, and the whole body is made of black iron. Just talking about the weight, it has already surpassed the Cold Flame Sword.

With all his strength, he stabbed out with a single shot, which was enough to have a thousand pounds. Even a heavy iron shield can pierce it with a single shot.

Facing the spear, Gao Zhengyang suddenly slid sideways, let go of the blade of the spear, and grabbed the middle position of the spear.

His sideways progress, which looks simple, is the most classic in Taijiquan is the spear-breaking technique.

Originally, he had to hold a single knife in his hand, so he slid in and could break the opponent's spear with one knife.

The Cold Flame Sword is too long, and it is only suitable for a sword path that opens and closes widely. Without the protection of the thunder armor, Gao Zhengyang was not interested in rushing into the battle array to fight. He came out without a sword with him.

At this time, he advanced sideways, his hands were already in the center of the spear, and after a slap and a shock, he rubbed it violently.

After the Gao Zhengyang alloy skeleton is formed, the strength exceeds that of ordinary people by dozens of times. His skill in using power has reached its peak again.

The wolf clan guard only felt a tremor of the spear in his hand, as if he was about to suddenly come to life, and he was about to fly out of his hand, shaking his whole body and arms numb, and he could barely hold the spear.

Before he could adjust, the vibrating spear spun violently again.

The spear that sprang around seemed to suddenly burn, grinding off a layer of skin and flesh from both hands.

The scorching pain caused the wolf guard's hands to immediately lose all sensation, as if they had been suddenly cut off.

Lang Ye next to him immediately realized that he was not good, and hurriedly adjusted his gun and stabbed again. He is skilled in marksmanship, turning and stabbing, and is quite sophisticated.

Gao Zhengyang stood there and didn't move, just smiled at Lang Ye, and only flicked his hand before the spear stabbed to his chest, Lang Ye's gun was taken in the wrong direction, and a shot stabbed the wolf clan guard next to him.

Lang Ye was horrified, and hurriedly controlled the gun, and the blade of the gun was pointed at his companion's chest, but it did not pierce it.

But at this time, the spear in his companion's hand suddenly turned and stabbed straight into Lang Ye's chest.

The change was sudden and weird, and Lang Ye was unprepared. He had just put away the gun with all his might, but his strength had been exhausted, and he was powerless to respond.

He watched as the dark spear moved, and it sank into his chest.

Without waiting for Lang Ye to regret it, the companion on the opposite side rushed forward violently, and the spear in his hand had been pierced.

The fear of severe pain and death caused the wolf guards to let out a terrible wail.

Lang Ye didn't scream, he only had horror and fear in his heart.

The thin young man on the other side is really like Shura, and with every move, he has a strange magic power to control the life and death of others.

Gao Zhengyang didn't have much emotion, and pulled the iron gun out of Lang Ye's chest. With a flick of his hand, the bright blade of the spear turned into a brilliant pear blossom and suddenly bloomed.

"Puff puff ......"

The three wolf clans who surrounded him didn't have time to move, and they were picked by the iron spear and cut their throats. Blood spurted wildly, and he died on the spot.

The gun is the foundation of boxing, and Gao Zhengyang practiced the most with the spear. The iron spear, which weighed more than seventy pounds, was just right for his current strength.

Holding the spear, Gao Zhengyang was like seeing a friend who had been reunited after a long absence, and he had a special and intimate feeling.

Among the Tai Chi guns he practiced, there was a lock throat gun. The gun locks the throat, and it is the most vicious.

The wolf warriors use battlefield martial arts, which are practical but simple. Fight with Gao Zhengyang, and you can be divided into life and death.

The iron spear was in Gao Zhengyang's hands, like a venvenous poisonous dragon, smart, vicious, and fierce.

Killing the wolf clan is really like destroying the withering and decaying, and the person who should be killed immediately.

Gao Zhengyang walked with the gun and took ten steps in a row. At every step, a wolf clan will be picked by a spear.

The wolf clan team behind the palace has not yet figured out what is going on, and has been killed by Gao Zhengyang more than ten people in a row.

After killing the wolf clan team behind the palace in one go, Gao Zhengyang stopped.

With his ability, he should also adjust his breathing at this time and relax his muscles and bones.

One piece and one relaxation is the king.

The fierce outburst just now is a huge load on the body, and it must be adjusted in time to avoid damaging the foundation.

The wolf clan reacted at this time, and the warriors in front frantically surrounded Gao Zhengyang.

Gao Zhengyang adjusted slightly, reflexively and rushed to the rear again.

The wolf warriors behind the palace did not die, they were brave by nature, although they were killed by Gao Zhengyang, but no one retreated, they all surrounded them, and four or five spears stabbed at Gao Zhengyang.

"Good ...... to come"

Gao Zhengyang was in full spirit, laughed and drank, and the spear in his hand turned to draw a circle, wrapping all the spears that stabbed him.

Catching the bird's tail, the mother style of the Tai Chi spear, specializing in breaking the spear skills of all sects and factions in the world.

Tong Guò's most subtle listening, Gao Zhengyang's spear and a few spears of the wolf clan were paired, and he already knew the opponent's reality and changes.

Gao Zhengyang's spear used his wrenching strength to winch out the three spears, and the spears were direct, and in the middle of the spear blade, they had already picked the two wolf clans in the middle and knocked several companions behind them to the ground.

What looked like a tight formation immediately made a big gap.

Gao Zhengyang exerted force under his feet, and the person had galloped away like the wind.

Without waiting for the wolf soldiers to react, Gao Zhengyang had already disappeared into the darkness.

From Gao Zhengyang's attack to his retreat after killing more than ten people in a row, the whole process was only a few words.

When the patriarch Lang Changfeng rushed over, Gao Zhengyang had already run away without a trace.

Seeing the corpses all over the ground, Lang Changfeng's face was ugly to death. When he saw Lang Ye, who had a bloody hole in his chest, he was even more furious.

Lang Ye's martial arts skills are not high, but he is calm and thoughtful by nature, and he is a rare smart person in the wolf clan. Lang Changfeng has always had high hopes for him.

"What's going on?" asked Lang Changfeng sharply.

The furious Lang Changfeng, his eyes were as red as blood, and the fierce aura that wanted to be devoured by people frightened the other wolf clans did not dare to speak.

"Patriarch, be careful......" Lang Ye was not dead yet, and he tried to make a sound to remind Lang Changfeng.

But his injuries were too serious, his voice was extremely weak, and Lang Changfeng didn't hear what he said.

Lang Changfeng stepped closer, helped Lang Ye's arm, and was about to comfort him, when he saw that Lang Ye's eyes were full of anxiety, as if he was warning him.

"Boom ......" A sharp roar suddenly came into Lang Changfeng's ears.

Lang Changfeng's instinctive vigilance was not good, and he turned around and drew his knife and slashed angrily.

The consciousness and strength of the third-order martial artist allowed him to accurately slash at the spear that flew in.

The blades of the blades collided and rubbed against each other, creating a spark in the darkness.

Although Lang Changfeng was strong, he couldn't resist the majestic power on the spear. Although he barely blocked the spear, he couldn't help but take a step back, and the whole person was also shaken by the blood, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

At this moment, another roar came.

A black spear shot from the darkness.

Lang Changfeng's face changed suddenly, he was too old just now, and the timing of this shot was too accurate, it was when his blood was boiling and it was difficult to exert his strength.

In desperation, Lang Changfeng could only reluctantly pull the knife again, but he was unable to pull away the spear, and the spear penetrated from under the left rib.

The heavy iron spear, with Lang Changfeng, turned around half a circle. The penetrating heavy blow made Lang Changfeng completely lose control of his body.

The surrounding wolf clan soldiers realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly surrounded them, wanting to protect Lang Changfeng.

At this time, another throwing gun shot at him, penetrating from the back of Lang Changfeng's head.

The huge force on the iron spear completely lifted Lang Changfeng's skull, and the red and white burst into flames.

Lang Changfeng, dead.