Please, you are evil heretics! Shouldn't it be your job to bully the weak with numbers?
Unfortunately, he was now seriously injured and unable to recover. He had no choice but to swallow his frustration and look into the arena, hoping that the wolf king would bite Zu to death, or at least bite off the root of his troubles, so that he wouldn't cause trouble for his sisters-in-law in the future.
With his master's eye, he could naturally tell that the Wolf King had the strength of around the ninth rank, and among beasts of the same rank, they were generally considered to be stronger than human cultivators.
Although Zu'an has some skills, his actual cultivation level is only around the ninth rank. This time, he was ambushed by Zu'an while he was still recovering from serious injuries. The reason he was injured by Zu'an last time was because he didn't expect Zu'an's body to be so tough...
Thinking of this, his expression froze instantly. He recalled the blushing satisfaction on Zhang Ji, Liu Ji, and Chu Ji's faces these past few days. These women must have had an even deeper experience.
Then he thought of Madam Yu's delicate body being ravaged by Zu An, whose hardness was like iron, her face flushed and her soft moans...
Oh my god, I can picture it now, it's like my heart is being torn apart, damn it!
Thinking of this, he felt as if he had eaten a pile of dog shit, and his face turned very ugly.
As if sensing his expectation, the Wolf King roared repeatedly and swung its claws to attack Zu'an.
So fast that all the people could see were a few pale blue claw shadows remaining in the air.
Although Zaun was physically tough, he wasn't foolish enough to take the hit head-on, so he quickly used Sunflower Illusion to dodge.
On the ground and walls, shards of ice quickly flew everywhere. The cave was extremely cold, and the ice inside was many times harder than ordinary ice. Unfortunately, under the claws of the Wolf King, it was no different from tofu.
Even though Zu An was fast enough, the Wolf King was too agile. He looked down and saw that his clothes had been torn by the wolf king's claws, and his skin was also a little sore.
He dared not hold back and immediately unleashed several shadow clones to attack his opponent. Each clone was exactly the same as him, making it impossible for others to distinguish between the real and the fake.
Kong Qing was utterly astonished. Even he, a grandmaster, couldn't fathom the principle behind this profound movement technique, and he had no idea where the master had learned it.
No wonder the princess looks at this human man differently.
Jian Taiding was momentarily stunned. He realized that he had been blinded by hatred and underestimated this guy. He was not just tough and resilient; his amazing movement technique alone made him much stronger than other cultivators of the same level.
The Wolf King changed its previous pounce, spinning its entire body several times. The force of the wind carried by its claws was no less than that of a sharp sword aura, sweeping across the surrounding area. It didn't care whether any figure was real or fake; it just destroyed them all.
Jian Taiding was extremely pleased. The fighting instincts of high-level ferocious beasts were indeed more powerful than those of humans, and they had broken the opponent's superb movement technique so easily.
However, his smile quickly froze, because those figures were torn to shreds by sharp claws, yet not a single one shed a drop of blood.
None of them are true?
"Be careful!" He suddenly realized something and looked up at the sky. Normally, he wouldn't bother with the life or death of a wolf king, but now it was the hope of killing Zu'an, so how could he not warn it?
No sooner had he finished speaking than Zuan descended from the sky above the Wolf King and struck it squarely on the head with a punch.
Since Kong Qing was showing mercy, he couldn't just pull out the poisoned dagger directly, lest he create a deadly feud.
"Awooo!" The wolf king let out a miserable cry.
Zuan had no time to rejoice, because in that instant the wolf turned into an ice sculpture, and the fist that came into contact with it froze at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At that moment, a foul wind swept in. The ice sculpture remained, but the Wolf King appeared on the other side, opening its blood-red maw to bite him.
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