"Haha..." Xia Zuo suddenly laughed, and his figure slowly stood up from the ground with laughter, staring directly at the old man hiding behind the natives, then kicked the werewolf beside him, kicking it away, and then he let out a mouthful of saliva and spit in front of them, "How is it?"

The old shaman frowned and pointed the cane he held at Xia Zuo, "Sacrificing him to the wolf god to calm the wolf god's wrath!"

Xia Zuo had seen the power of these monsters. After hearing this, he immediately clasped the cross sword and pointed it at the figures. Accompanied by the old shaman's instructions, the strong natives quickly rushed from the ground. Xia Zuo only felt a mysterious glimmer of light, which lit up from the strange totem on their chests. Then, they saw their figures changing directly into strong and hideous werewolf in space, just like the two natives before.

The fighting spirit in the body was surging violently, and with the surging spirit, a strange force continued to sweep in the body. However, Xia Zuo could no longer take care of these. With the werewolf rushing in, an invisible pressure in the space enveloped Xia Zuo directly, just like the devil in the dark opened his deep mouth towards Xia Zuo, and was about to devour his body and soul.

Faced with such a mysterious force, even Xia Zuo's spiritual will was affected, and he had the urge to be shocked and retreat...

The spiritual will in the body was burning violently, and Xia Zuo's figure did not retreat but advanced. The cross sword in his hand pierced out with his arms, and the surging air flow surrounded and intertwined around the sword body.

Puff~!

The cross sword in his hand pierced into the monster's chest, and the rolling blood spilled straight from the top of his head, and the falling liquid immediately poured on his body. The mysterious power followed the sword into the other party's body and poured into his spiritual will, making the werewolf unable to help but spread his fangs and roared loudly in the air and struggled.

The cross sword penetrated its back directly. Xia Zuo strangled its neck with his left hand, then tightened the strength of his body and forced it to walk towards the shaman...

Xia Zuo's purpose this time was to kill the shaman. With the battle, Xia Zuo could have a premonition that his current time was getting shorter and shorter.

However, before Xia Zuo walked far, the whistling sound of the werewolf was transmitted from behind. The werewolf swung his claws and rushed towards Xia Zuo. Xia Zuo hit the werewolf with his head hammer. The cross sword in his hand swung straight, then twisted his body and slashed it on its arm.

When the cross sword collided with the arm, the sound of metal hitting sounded immediately, and then the sound of tearing the muscles directly sounded. A large thigh of blood came out from the wound on the arm. The fierce werewolf opened his fangs and bit directly at Xia Zuo. Xia Zuo's figure jumped violently and then cleverly avoided the biting...

Xia Zuo's current physique not only has extremely strong power, but also has high agility and movement speed. However, because he did not stimulate the fighting spirit, his speed and agility were still limited. In addition, there were too many of these monsters, and the monsters were extremely fast. His body had just dodged away and the cross sword in his hand was barely retracted. A gray shadow flashed straight from the side, directly knocking Xia Zuo to the ground, opening his mouth and biting Xia Zuo.

Xia Zuo held the other party's palate with one hand, and the cross sword in his hand rotated wildly with the fighting spirit, which stimulated the powerful force. He held the cross sword tightly and inserted it into its body.

Xia Zuo's arm muscles were tense, and he suddenly pushed the monster away with a sudden push, but before the figure could stand up, a werewolf had already approached first, bit Xia Zuo's shoulder, and pulled Xia Zuo from the ground into the air...

Xia Zuo only felt a sharp pain on his arm. As the other party bites, the shoulder bones seemed to be about to be bitten by it. Xia Zuo couldn't help but roar. At the same time, the fighting spirit and will in his body gushed violently. He endured the pain on his shoulders, held the cross sword in his hand tightly, and inserted it into its throat.

The pain in the mental will exceeds dozens of times. The brutal werewolf couldn't help but open his fangs and howl. Xia Zuo jumped directly from it, and werewolf surrounded Xia Zuo, but there was a hint of terror and fear flashed in his scarlet gaze...

The blood flowing on his shoulders had dyed his chest red. Xia Zuo tightened his fists. Apart from the pain, his injuries were not as serious as expected. He clenched the cross sword with both hands, and Xia Zuo's eyes were tightly scanning the creatures surrounding him.

In a series of battles, three werewolfs died at Xia Zuo's hands. With the battle, Xia Zuo also discovered that although these werewolfs were hard, their recovery ability was not high. As long as they were injured, they could still kill them.

However, although three werewolfs were killed, the situation did not improve, because Xia Zuo has now lost the siege of werewolf! You should know that whether it is human sensory perception or human body, there are certain limitations and limitations, and this limitation lies in the back. When the knight shows his back to the enemy, it is equivalent to falling into danger.

Xia Zuo naturally knew this truth, but now time is too urgent, so Xia Zuo could not estimate his own safety. His eyes kept turning, staring at the shaman standing behind the crowd. Xia Zuo was about to accumulate strength to rush forward, but the werewolf behind him had already pounced on Xia Zuo again, and the cross sword in his hand swung straight and chopped towards its mouth and jaw.

The sharp blade tore open the werewolf masseter muscles. The werewolf in front of him seized the opportunity and suddenly bit Xia Zuo. Xia Zuo reached out and strangled the other party's wolf teeth. The cross sword in his hand was about to pierce the other party, but the werewolf next to him had already opened his teeth first and bit Xia Zuo's arm deep in his arms.

The pupils in Xia Zuo's eyes suddenly doubled, and the cross sword tightly clenched back and penetrated into the werewolf. However, the werewolf surrounding him had already bit Xia Zuo's other arm first. Xia Zuo's pupils shrank again at the same time, and the inner crisis suddenly overshadowed the pain on his body.

When both hands were subdued by the werewolf, the third werewolf had already stretched out his claws and penetrated into Xia Zuo's chest...

A whistling sound of tearing came from the space, and then there was only a "puff" sound, and a tearing sound of impact sounded dullly in the space. The sharp spear directly penetrated the werewolf's body in front of him. The sharp spear arrow directly appeared in front of him. The blood splashed out from his chest immediately stained Xia Zuo's face!

‘Ah~!’

Xia Zuo's entire body seemed to be ignited, and his mouth roared uncontrollably. The potential hidden deep in his body exploded again. He held the cross sword's arm tightly and threw the werewolf out of his arm. The cross sword in his hand inserted into the skull of a werewolf, then kicked it on its chest, kicking it out.

A figure rushed over quickly, and the powerful force accompanied by the sharp sword edge tore the werewolf in front of him, and then stood beside Xia Zuo. The shaman in the distance finally showed a strange look. Three more soldiers were drawn from the natives who were guarding him and joined the battle...

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