On the other side, the pianist and the pilot, who were fighting bravely at the front, suddenly made a brilliant tactical adjustment—quickly changing direction and launching a counterattack.
Their movements were fluid and graceful, without the slightest hint of hesitation or sluggishness.
In that fleeting moment, the eight people, like perfectly coordinated, precise machines, flawlessly completed their encirclement and attack on this sixth-rank werewolf powerhouse.
Among them, Glass, Camellia, and Chen Feng continuously interfered with and disturbed the werewolf's mind with powerful mental attacks, making it difficult for him to concentrate on dealing with external threats.
Chen Feng, who was in the core position, was not to be outdone. He held a long sword and displayed the unparalleled Fenglang Sword Technique.
The sword flashed and the sword shadows were numerous. Each sword strike contained boundless power, which firmly suppressed the werewolf's counterattack.
The remaining five people, like a revolving lantern, unleashed wave after wave of frenzied attacks on the werewolf powerhouse.
They used a variety of moves, from punches and kicks to swordplay and hidden weapons, creating a dazzling spectacle.
In an instant, the battle cries were deafening, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.
"boom--"
"ah--"
"howl--"
A deafening, earth-shattering collision suddenly erupted, as if the entire space itself trembled.
Immediately following was the werewolf's heart-wrenching screams and furious roars that echoed through the sky.
The voice was filled with pain and resentment, sending chills down one's spine.
However, only a few breaths had passed. From the moment the werewolf expert launched his sneak attack to the moment everyone reacted quickly and successfully surrounded and attacked him, the werewolf expert was already seriously injured.
You must know, he's a powerful sixth-rank werewolf!
Even such a powerful being was overwhelmed when faced with the combined attack of eight people, and was powerless to withstand the overwhelming onslaught of attacks.
The werewolf warrior was struggling to defend himself, barely managing to cope with the fierce attacks coming from all directions.
His wounds multiplied, and blood splattered everywhere, staining the surrounding land red.
His movements gradually became sluggish, and his once agile figure now swayed precariously like a candle flickering in the wind.
Despite being battered and bruised, the werewolf warrior did not give up the fight.
He persevered with unwavering willpower, desperately trying to find a chance to break through.
Unfortunately, the team's coordination was so perfect that he couldn't find any flaws.
And so, after more than ten breaths of fierce fighting, this once mighty sixth-rank werewolf powerhouse finally could not hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground, where he was killed by everyone working together.
"Walk."
They were delayed for about twenty breaths by that terrifying sixth-grade werewolf expert!
Within those short twenty breaths, a wave of werewolf troops, relentlessly pursuing them, surged forward like a tidal wave.
Among these werewolf armies with ill intentions, the vast majority were seventh-rank werewolf soldiers, and their sheer number inspired fear.
However, despite their aggressive approach, they were ultimately too late in taking that crucial step.
When the werewolf army arrived at the battlefield, panting heavily, the scene that greeted them left them speechless and horrified.
The once imposing sixth-rank werewolf expert was now lying dead on the spot, his body lying in a pool of blood, which stained the surrounding land crimson.
Upon closer inspection, the sixth-rank werewolf expert was covered in wounds, a truly gruesome sight. His strong chest had been pierced open, leaving a gaping, bloody hole that was a shocking sight.
The hideous head had long since separated from the body and rolled to the side;
What's even more chilling is that one of his ears has also vanished without a trace.
The whole scene was bloody and eerie, as if telling the story of a thrilling and fierce battle that had just ended.
"howl--"
The werewolf soldiers were all glaring at each other with their fangs bared and roaring angrily, as if they wanted to tear the enemy in front of them to pieces.
However, just as they were preparing to continue their pursuit, an even louder and more majestic roar suddenly came from behind. The sound was like a thunderclap, instantly piercing through the entire battlefield.
It turned out that the werewolf chieftain had realized the seriousness of the situation and was worried that if he allowed his soldiers to continue the pursuit, they would suffer even greater losses.
He knew that the group of human experts on the other side were all at the sixth rank, and their strength was far beyond what his tribe could contend with.
If they insist on chasing after them and fighting them head-on, they will not only fail to achieve victory, but will also plunge the tribe into an abyss of destruction, suffering incalculable heavy losses.
Therefore, the werewolf chieftain acted decisively, issuing an order to stop the pursuit in order to avoid unnecessary casualties and the destruction of the tribe.
It should be noted that the sixth-rank werewolf who was originally guarding the forbidden area outside the tribe was a powerful figure in their tribe, but now he has been confirmed dead.
Not only that, even the fearsome leader of the werewolf army was brutally murdered.
This series of blows plunged the entire tribe into an extreme crisis.
Today, this once-powerful tribe has only two sixth-rank werewolves left, and its overall strength has declined significantly.
At this moment, the werewolf chieftain was completely unaware that the sixth-rank werewolf expert who had gone out had also been killed.
Not long after, a group of werewolf soldiers returned slowly, carrying a corpse with solemn expressions.
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