Doomsday Sanctuary

Ouch! A wolf howl shook the canyon.

A black figure galloped between the rocks, as fast as a swift flight, and several jumps came close.

boom! With a loud noise, people fell dozens of meters away in front of Zang Tianlong, and the shattered ground was splashed with rubble, like a boulder falling to the ground.

This is a tall and strong Western European with black hair, black eyes and white skin. He is two heads higher than Zang Tianlong. He is no one else, but the wolf king Hailuk.

Hailuk has three hangtags hanging on his chest. He looked at the three tokens in Zang Tianlong's hand with a trace of excitement on his face. Go, you... your breath has faded, you can't beat me!"

"Haha..." Zang Tianlong laughed wildly, as if he had heard some ridiculous joke, the smiling Hailuk was a little confused.

Suddenly he stopped laughing, stretched out his hand to hang the tag on his chest, his eyes sharply looked at Heruk and said: "The person who dares to **** something from my Zang Tianlong, you are the first one, you really don't know the death word. how to write!"

"Damn it!" Wenfang Hailuke suddenly furious, roared, and suddenly rushed towards Zang Tianlong, and one claw turned into a wolf claw, and the sharp wolf claws flashed. Senhan's light.

"Fuck me... Cracking Sword!"

Zang Tianlong yelled and cut out with a sword.

when! The sword collided with Heluk’s wolf claws, and there was a sound of metal crashing, which showed that the wolf’s claws were solid with metal.

The wolf's claws were flicked away, while Heruk's other hand was drawn toward Zang Tianlong's chest. Zang Tianlong's long sword blocked the wolf's claws once, and with a scream, Zang Tianlong was shaken back by two steps.

Hailuk took the lead and didn't let people, and suddenly rushed, his claws turned towards Zang Tianlong's face, and the sharp claw wind screamed, as if to split the air.

Zang Tianlong didn't expect Hailuk to be so powerful. He didn't shock him with a single blow. Instead, he made himself passive. He yelled, and instead of retreating, he moved forward with his sword, "Beng Tian Zhan!"

when! The sword collided with the wolf claws, a string of sparks flew, and the harsh screams reverberated in the valley. The two were separated, and the Hidden Sky dragon flew more than ten meters before it crashed to the ground, and Hailuk only retreated. After five or six steps, a wolf howl rushed forward again.

"The first style of Tyrant Sword Jue is in smoke!"

The Hidden Sky Dragon was completely provoked by Hailuk, yelled and cut out with a sword, and the air sank suddenly.

Heruk felt the horror of this trick, and with a wolf howl, the whole person instantly transformed into a giant wolf three to four meters high. One claw shot out, and the giant wolf claws were like the giant iron claws of an excavator, towards the hidden dragon. Under the hood.

The sky seemed to be blasting thunder, and a strong vigor erupted, crushing the leaves within several tens of meters and flying around.

At the foot of Zang Tianlong, a pit of two to three meters in radius appeared, reaching a depth of nearly a foot, and all the rubble was shaken out.

And there was a trace of blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth, and his body was full of blood like smoke.

The giant wolf turned over and landed, staring at the Hidden Dragon with blood-red eyes, his paws were bleeding, and there was a trace of jealousy in his eyes.

Roar! Hailulong roared at the Hidden Dragon, and then pounced on Zang Tianlong again.

kill! Zang Tianlong roared, the ground was shattered by the powerful force, and the man rushed towards the wolf.

One wolf and one man, fighting in the jungle constantly, strong fluctuations in battle, trees breaking and boulders shattering wherever they pass.

Zang Tianlong became more and more courageous as he fought, and his sword spirit became more and more vigorous. After Hailuk transformed into a giant wolf, his power and speed increased nearly twice, and he fought with Zang Tianlong, and neither of them had the upper hand.

The battle here has attracted a lot of people's attention. At this time, several waves of people have gathered around a few kilometers to watch.

At this point in time, the basic weak have all been cleared from the map, and now only a dozen people remain in the map.

Either these people are strong, or they are lucky, they are in a bad position, and no one has found him.

Lanzhou's number one master, Ma Xiao, carrying a broadsword, stood on a stone peak hundreds of meters away, watching from a distance, three signs hung on his chest.

And there was a person standing 100 meters away from him, it was the number one master of Yangcheng Zhao Yang, with three of them hanging on his chest, watching with relish.

"Zhao Yang, do you think either of them can win?"

Ma Xiao asked.

"Zang Tianlong!"

Zhao Yang said lightly.

"Why?" Ma Xiao looked at Zhao Yang with some surprise: "Heruk has doubled his strength, speed, and defense after his transformation. Zang Tianlong is afraid it will be difficult to beat him?"

Zhao Yang gave him a cold look and said:

"Zang Tianlong still has tricks that are useless!"

Ma Xiao hesitated: "What a trick!"

"It's over!"

At this moment, Zhao Yang suddenly said lightly.