"Well, warriors from Yanhuang, let's use combat to solve all problems."

Prince Dracula shouted violently, and the pair of flesh wings behind him flapped violently.

The body was like a bolt of lightning, traveling through the hall.

The Silver-Backed Mad Wolf King crawled on the ground, like a meteor in the night sky, rushing around.

A strong wind whistled in the hall.

The invisible wind condenses into a wind blade visible to the naked eye, which sharply breaks the gold.

At this moment, Lin Yu was still standing there with his hands on his back.

Since he entered the West, the echo between heaven and earth has suddenly weakened a lot.

On the land of the Western world, he could feel that the original consciousness of heaven and earth was suppressed by a powerful energy.

This kind of suppression made Lin Yu unable to use the power of heaven and earth as before.

But even so, his strength is enough to be versatile.

Even if the two kingly powerful men in the Shadow Inquisition can still be firmly suppressed in terms of momentum.

At this time, the Silver-Backed Mad Wolf King's crawling body suddenly jumped.

The distance between him and Lin Yu seemed to have lost his due meaning.

The body moved in an instant.

Whoosh!

The wolf claws were swung out and the void was split.

This claw is full of invincibility.

The cyclone flowing around them is floating with a white body.

A whirlwind blends into one with the Silver-Backed Mad Wolf King without distinction between them.

That feeling is like an elf born in the wind.

The wind in space is his infinite incarnation.

At this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Lin Yu's mouth.

He slowly stretched out his finger and tapped gently.

The speed seems to be slow.

But the finger wind is like a shadow, and no matter how the Silver-backed Mad Wolf King changes the movement of the wolf claws, he can never get rid of it.

puff!

He pointed to the wind and hit the wolf's claws accurately.

Blood flowers suddenly appeared, and red blood beads sprinkled into the void.

The Silver-Backed Mad Wolf King comes quickly and retreats faster.

Lin Yu's finger just now happened to be in the middle of the most fragile mat.

The sharp claws are useless.

With cleverness and power, these four characters are fully reflected.

At first fight, the sharpness of the spirit was shaking.

A silver light retreated like lightning.

"Is it that you disappointed me so much with this little skill?"

As the sound rang out, Lin Yu's figure turned into a ray of blue smoke.

Chasing the Silver-Backed Mad Wolf King, he rushed away at a very fast speed.

The speed was so fast that he chased him behind in the blink of an eye.

A fist broke into the air.

The howling fist wind condenses unstoppable power.

Lin Yu was full of confidence in this punch.

But the facts surprised him very much.

When his fist approached the body of the Silver-Backed Mad Wolf King, the space was like a horizontal plane, and rippled in circles.

That punch was like a small stone sinking into the bottom of the water, without a trace.

This close distance made him feel out of reach in a trance.

The carelessness on Lin Yu's face was replaced by a look of surprise.

He stood still and looked at the Silver-Backed Mad Wolf King who had already retreated safely.
Chapter completed!