"howl--"
This thrilling battle had been going on for more than ten minutes, and the atmosphere on the battlefield was extremely tense.
Just at this critical moment, suddenly, a deafening, sky-piercing scream erupted, a sound like the howl of a demon from the deepest hell, sending chills down one's spine!
The source of this scream was none other than the sixth-rank werewolf expert who was fiercely fighting against Si Yuniang.
The once imposing and arrogant werewolf warrior now trembled violently as if he had suffered a fatal blow.
His face, contorted in a grimace, was filled with pain and despair, and blood gushed from his mouth, splattering into the air and forming a cloud of blood mist.
Immediately afterwards, his steps became unsteady, as if he had lost his balance, and he staggered backward.
As the werewolf retreated, his massive, mountain-like body gradually tilted.
Finally, with a loud "boom," the werewolf's incredibly heavy body slammed heavily onto the ground.
The impact caused the entire earth to tremble, producing a muffled sound, much like a sudden small earthquake. Dust billowed up, obscuring the sky and instantly shrouding the battlefield in a gray haze.
At that critical moment, Si Yuniang's eyes were sharp as she stared intently at the sixth-rank werewolf expert in front of her, knowing that this was a rare opportunity.
With a flash, she charged towards the werewolf warrior like a ghost, her longsword flashing in a dense, impenetrable pattern.
Each sword move was executed with a fierce momentum and exquisite skill, constantly depleting the werewolf's stamina.
Although the werewolf was powerful, it gradually became overwhelmed by Si Yuniang's fierce attacks, and its offensive gradually slowed down.
Finally, after a fierce battle, the werewolf warrior was almost exhausted and had to exit his berserk state.
However, before he could catch his breath, Si Yuniang seized the opportunity and thrust her sword into his left leg. With a muffled "thud," the sword tip pierced deep into the werewolf's leg muscle, and blood gushed out immediately.
The werewolf warrior, severely injured, could no longer support his massive body. After swaying a few times, he collapsed to the ground.
But Si Yuniang did not give up. With a flick of her wrist, more than a hundred extremely sharp sword energies instantly condensed in the air in the distance. These sword energies flashed with cold light and rushed towards the fallen werewolf powerhouse like shooting stars.
In an instant, sword energy struck the werewolf warrior's body, splattering blood everywhere. His body was riddled with gruesome holes from the sword energy, and the intense pain caused him to howl in agony.
Under such a dense and deadly attack, the werewolf warrior was powerless to stand up again in a short time and could only lie on the ground, barely clinging to life.
At this critical moment, Si Yuniang's delicate body flashed, and like a ghost, she flew up again, arriving behind the sixth-grade werewolf expert in the blink of an eye.
The longsword in her hand flashed with a cold light, and she swung it out as fast as lightning, piercing straight into the werewolf's right eye!
With a muffled "plop," blood splattered everywhere, and the werewolf warrior let out a deafening, sky-piercing scream, so shrill it sent chills down one's spine.
Because Si Yuniang's movements were so swift, the werewolf powerhouse had no time to react and was instantly struck by such a severe blow.
However, Si Yuniang did not give the werewolf powerhouse any chance to catch his breath.
While he was screaming in agony, she unleashed a barrage of sword strikes, each aimed precisely at the gaps in the werewolf's leather armor.
With a series of soft tearing sounds, deep wounds were pierced into the werewolf warrior's body, and blood gushed out, staining a large area of the ground red.
"kill--"
"howl--"
Meanwhile, Fang Zhongda and his companions were engaged in a fierce battle with a sixth-rank werewolf.
This werewolf had been in a berserk state and was exceptionally powerful, making it quite difficult for the two of them to deal with it.
However, at this moment, perhaps due to excessive physical exertion caused by the long battle, or perhaps due to some external factors, the berserk state of this sixth-rank werewolf began to subside, and its overall strength also declined significantly.
Seeing this, Fang Zhongda and his companions naturally wouldn't let this golden opportunity slip by. They immediately unleashed all their skills, a barrage of exquisite moves raining down on the werewolf like a whirlwind.
In an instant, sword light flashed and fist shadows clashed, with a series of "thud" sounds filling the air. The werewolf was quickly covered in deep, bone-revealing wounds. Blood gushed from these wounds, turning it into a blood-soaked figure.
Despite its severe injuries, the werewolf refused to give in easily. It howled in agony, struggling desperately to escape the battlefield. Unfortunately, Fang Zhongda and his companions wouldn't allow it to succeed.
"Hmph! Trying to run? No way! Today, you'd better stay here obediently!" Fang Zhongda's eyes widened in anger, and he snorted coldly, his voice booming like thunder in the air.
His figure flashed like a ghost, instantly pouncing towards the sixth-rank werewolf expert who was trying to escape. At the same time, his partner, who was working in perfect harmony with Fang Zhongda, launched an even more fierce and aggressive attack from the other side without hesitation.
The two men, one on the left and one on the right, moved like two dragons emerging from the sea, their momentum overwhelming. The weapons in their hands gleamed with a cold light, and each swing brought a gust of wind that swept towards the werewolf expert.
Although the werewolf was powerful, it could only parry and retreat continuously in the face of the relentless and stormy attacks.
As time went on, the werewolf's injuries worsened. His once-thick fur was now stained red with blood, and crisscrossing wounds crisscrossed his body, a horrifying sight.
His movements became sluggish and weak due to his injuries and the great depletion of his physical strength, and he could no longer deal with the enemy's attacks as nimbly and freely as he had at the beginning.
"ah--"
However, around this battlefield filled with smoke and shouts of battle, only a few dozen werewolf soldiers remained, struggling desperately to hold on.
Their figures appeared so small and helpless amidst the chaos and bloodshed.
Looking around, the once numerous and menacing werewolf soldiers were now scattered and broken up, with most of them lying dead on the ground, their blood flowing like a river, staining the ground crimson.
Those fallen soldiers could never get up to fight again; some were even decapitated, their deaths gruesome and unbearable to witness.
As for the remaining dozens of werewolf soldiers, most of them were also seriously wounded, with blood constantly gushing from their wounds, staining their tattered battle robes red.
Some of those who were too badly wounded had lost the ability to continue fighting and could only lean against the ruins or the corpses of their comrades, barely clinging to life, their eyes revealing despair and fear.
Nevertheless, they held tightly to their weapons, unwilling to give up the fight easily.
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