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On the battlefield at the other end of the vast Qingcao Stream, a true king hurricane demon wolf led another group of wind wolves, attacking the defenses of Yang Zhiqiang and Ning Ze.

Hundreds of wind wolves were already lying in front of them.

Yes, there is also an attack direction of the Gale Wolf Pack here. After all, how can a team of ten soul masters completely defend such a large defense area of ​​Qingcao Liu?

The wolves will always take a detour, and only a soul master like Yang Zhiqiang with a large area of ​​​​long-range attack can possibly defend it, which fully reflects the world's description of their Yang family's style: "Fighting three thousand miles in one body, one arrow once served as a million soldiers." !

And Ning Ze ensures his soul power and combat power.

"The seven treasures turn out to be glazed, the third is attack, the fifth is soul!" Ning Ze muttered words, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in his hand bloomed with dazzling light.

Yang Zhiqiang held the Qijue Bow tightly in his hand, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. He aimed at a hurricane wolf at the front, suddenly drew his bow and shot!

"The fourth soul skill - Flowing Gold!" Yang Zhiqiang shouted loudly.

The bow and arrow broke through the air and instantly turned into a golden stream of light, like a golden meteor piercing the sky, crossing a distance of hundreds of meters at an astonishing speed and hitting the hurricane demon wolf directly between the eyebrows.

Not to be outdone, the Hurricane Demon Wolf used its natural soul skill - "Wind Shield".

A wind shield spinning in the strong wind instantly formed in front of it, like an invisible wall, blocking Yang Zhiqiang's attack.

The wind shield shone with a faint cyan light and seemed to be composed of countless wind elements. It looked indestructible.

"Whoosh!" The second golden arrow shot out instantly, this time it aimed at the end of the first golden arrow.

Suddenly, the power of the first golden arrow surged, surging like a torrent.

The hurricane demon wolf was knocked back by this force, but it still insisted on maintaining the wind shield with its soul power.

However, Yang Zhiqiang did not stop there. He drew his bow and shot again, and the third stream of golden arrows roared out.

The speed of this arrow was faster than the previous two, like a golden thunder piercing the sky.

"Whoosh!" The third golden arrow shot out instantly, this time it aimed at the end of the two previous golden arrows.

Suddenly, there was a "pop" sound, and the first and second golden arrows were slammed together by the third golden arrow.

The power of the three arrows instantly gathered together to form a more powerful force.

The liquid gold arrow penetrated the wind shield and hit the skull of the hurricane demon wolf.

"Ouch!" The hurricane demon wolf screamed, and was knocked into the wolves behind by the golden arrow.

Its head was dripping with blood and looked badly wounded. After all, it was a vital location.

opportunity!

"The fifth soul skill—earthquake!"

It was too late but it was too soon. The yellow arrow was inserted in front of the hurricane demon wolf, and the ground trembled instantly.

As the fifth soul skill of ten thousand years, this is a terrain-changing soul skill, which is extremely rare.

It is extremely powerful, and even high-level soul beasts like the Hurricane Demon Wolf cannot withstand its attack.

Under the action of seismic waves, the entire ground seemed to be torn apart.

Large cracks formed instantly. These cracks were more than ten meters deep, like countless black pythons swimming on the ground. For a time, dust was flying, gravel was flying, and the entire battlefield was shrouded in chaos.

Immediately afterwards, the ground began to shake violently, as if there were countless giants beating drums deep underground.

Powerful seismic waves continued to come from deep underground, making the entire battlefield tremble.

These seismic waves are like invisible shock waves, knocking away all surrounding creatures.

The hurricane demon wolf and the nearby blast wolves were shaken by the earthquake arrow wave, and many of them were killed by the shock wave and gravel.

But the Hurricane Demon Wolf did not give up its resistance. Lying on the ground, it used its innate soul skill "Hurricane Vortex".

This skill is very powerful, and it was realized when it broke through fifty thousand years. It can quickly suck the surrounding air into it, forming a huge vortex.

The airflow in the vortex is extremely fast and can instantly tear any creature involved in it into pieces.

Moreover, this soul skill can also interfere with the enemy's sight and perception, making it impossible for the enemy to accurately judge the direction and distance of the attack.

Unfortunately, it didn't have time to move, and its innate skills had an upper limit.

"The sixth soul skill - Storm, the seventh soul skill - Crazy Thunder, Wanrong Jue, Wind and Thunder Sky Dance!" Yang Zhiqiang shouted.

As Yang Zhiqiang finished speaking, the air around him suddenly became violent.

Strong winds formed instantly, like countless wind dragons flying in the sky.

These wind dragons kept circling and rolling in the air, making bursts of earth-shattering roars.

Immediately afterwards, the dark clouds in the sky gathered together instantly, forming a huge black vortex.

Thick thunderbolts fell from the whirlpool, like countless silver pythons flying in the air.

These thunder and lightning kept intertwining and colliding in the air, making bursts of deafening roars.

He displayed this soul skill at an astonishing speed, involving everything around him.

The power of storm and thunder exploded instantly, turning everything around into ashes.

This is one of the Yang family's signature attacks - Feng Lei Tian Wu! The wind and thunder sky dance produced by the fusion of different wind and thunder attribute soul skills is different.

Yang Jingxue's Feng Lei Tian Wu pursues the ultimate speed. Its speed is unparalleled in the world.

As for Yang Zhiqiang, a powerful attack soul master, his Wind and Thunder Dance is a brutal attack, the power of wind and thunder!

Storms and thunder and lightning intertwined to form a huge dance of wind and thunder.

This dance of wind and thunder swept towards the Hurricane Demon Wolves at an astonishing speed, seeming to swallow up the entire world.

The Hurricane Demon Wolf felt the powerful aura of the Dance of Wind and Thunder and couldn't help roaring in horror.

It resisted with all its strength, but its resistance seemed so insignificant in the face of this powerful attack.

Finally, there was a "bang" sound, and the body of the Hurricane Demon Wolf exploded in the air, turning into streaks of light and dissipating.

"Finally, I killed this damn hurricane wolf." Looking at the corpse of the hurricane wolf, Yang Zhiqiang clapped the Qijue Bow in his hand and sighed.

This true king-level wolf beast that was more than 50,000 years old had given them both too much trouble before. There was a difference between the wolves with a leader and without a leader.

"Stop sighing, those wind wolves are not dead yet." Ning Ze said this, but he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

"I know! The seventh soul skill - Crazy Thunder!"

Yang Zhiqiang took a deep breath and let out a low cry, his soul skill Crazy Thunder was brewing in his body.

At that moment, all the soul power in his body seemed to be ignited and turned into the power of thunder and lightning.

Suddenly dark clouds filled the sky and thunder roared. Countless thunder and lightning fell from the sky, spreading around with Yang Zhiqiang as the center.

These thunder and lightning condensed into a huge thunder and lightning net, which enveloped Yang Zhiqiang and spread outward at an alarming speed.

"The eighth soul skill - Frost Kill, Wanrong Jue, Ice and Thunder Floating World!"

Immediately afterwards, Yang Zhiqiang let out a sigh of relief, and streams of icy cold air spurted out from Yang Zhiqiang's body, blending with the thunder.

For a moment, the icy cold air and the power of thunder and lightning blended together, forming a magnificent scene.

In the sky, thunder and lightning intertwined with the cold air, as if forming a strange thunderstorm hail.

On the ground, hundreds of wind wolves roared in pain amid the intertwining of thunder, lightning and cold air. Their bodies turned into poignant landscapes under Yang Zhiqiang's attacks.

"The seven treasures turned out to be colored glaze, the third is attack, the fifth is soul!" As the battle went on, in order to save soul power, Ning Ze's assistance only increased Yang Zhiqiang's attack power and soul power.

Yang Zhiqiang's attacks became more and more fierce, his soul power was constantly burning, and the celestial phenomena kept changing with his soul skills.

The intertwining of thunder and lightning and cold air became more and more dense, as if it was going to fill the entire space.

At the center of the attack, Yang Zhiqiang's figure became increasingly blurry, as if blending with the thunder, lightning and cold air between heaven and earth.

This was another powerful attack from Yang Zhiqiang. He perfectly combined his seventh and eighth soul skills to form an attack that no wolf could overcome.

This attack is not only powerful, but also extremely fast, making it almost impossible to dodge or defend against.

In the intertwining of thunder and lightning and cold air, hundreds of wind wolves turned into sad and beautiful landscapes. Their lives disappeared instantly under the attack, and everything turned into bits and pieces floating in the wind.

In the end, Yang Zhiqiang's attack gradually dissipated, revealing his tired and satisfied face.

His clothes were soaked with sweat, and he was breathing heavily, as if he had just been fished out of the water. "I have never fought such a tiring battle!" Yang Zhiqiang couldn't help complaining.

"Don't shout that you're tired. We're tired. Chen Zhang and the others are even more tired. After all, that's the main force of the wolf pack over there. Damn, here we go again." Ningze, who was always as gentle as jade and as gentle as spring breeze, also uttered a curse word.

"Come on, let the storm come harder!"

"nerve!"