The Devil of the Walking Street

"Ah... I'm getting old..." Swell looked at the potholed ground, and the blood-stained giant wolf with no wounds and only bald hair: "It's not accurate."

The giant wolf lowered his body, his eyes were fierce, and he showed his sharp fangs at the archbishop.

This shit... magic resistance is too high...

Swell howled in his heart, thinking that if his hand speed was a little slower, he would probably be shot half to death.

Just as he was thinking this way, at the next moment, the other party rushed to him as if teleported.

"!!" The huge sword spread out in an instant, turning into a thin layer of light shield to block the sharp and thick claws of the giant wolf. Svir took two small steps unsteadily. Guess, do you think you can get him by killing everyone around him?"

The giant wolf didn't speak, but let out an even more ferocious grunt.

Swell: "...Ahaha, are you acting cute?"

Giant Wolf: "..."

The light shield finally shattered unbearably, Svir rolled on the ground regardless of his image, and then jumped up, a golden rapier was held backwards in his hand, catching the giant wolf's claw covered with purple-black sticky matter.

The giant wolf didn't give him time to release the big move with a long name like last time, but directly chose to shoot the opponent horizontally.

Swell could protect himself from being injured, but he couldn't control himself from being blown away by the huge force.

The opponent took advantage of the victory and pursued, rushing to the front of Swell at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, trying to press the opponent in the air to the ground with two consecutive shots of wolf claws!

The shape of the light curtain that was originally used as the fence of the "Colosseum" has changed, especially the light curtain behind the archbishop. It suddenly sags inward, twists and becomes thinner, and extends and interweaves at an extremely fast speed to form a huge fence. In front of Svir who is still flying, firmly protect it.

The giant wolf gave up and had to find another opportunity.

At this time, Lan Ming was in the woods.

A giant black python as thick as two people's arms rose from the ground. It was pitch black, but without any luster. It was all condensed by pure dark energy, and the edges were somewhat blurred and illusory.

Nailen gritted her teeth, and stood the witch staff in front of her,

The giant python opened its mouth without a clear boundary, and directly flicked towards Nailen.

! ! ! !

As a male "witch" with extremely high magical talent, the young man has a much higher sensitivity to energy than ordinary people. Facing the giant python at this moment, he feels as if he is standing on the edge of a cliff, and in front of him is the bottomless huge ravine.

With no more options, Nairen set up the barrier and prepared to barely take the blow.

"what!"

He was suddenly picked up by the giant gray wolf that had arrived, and was taken away from the giant python's attack.

The wolves were long overdue, with a very clear goal.

Lan Ming looked anxiously at the giant wolves with different shades of fur, waved his hand, and the giant python twisted and moved to his side.

The little devil was worried and didn't want to play hard, but the other party didn't have so many thoughts.

Nailun breathed a sigh of relief, raised the witch staff again, and vines that were thicker than before sprang up to surround the young man. The wolves also stepped on the vines and rushed towards Lan Ming with vigorous strides.

The giant python let out an inaudible neigh with its mouth wide open, and immediately fought with the wolves.

Lan Ming tried to leave the battle, but was always blocked by vines that suddenly appeared in front of him, or surrounded by giant wolves riding up vines.

Somewhat annoyed, the boy kicked away the six dogs that were rushing towards him.

Don't ask him how to distinguish the giant wolves who seem to be exactly the same. I thought they were nicknamed by the depth of their color.

"Do you think it's unfair?" Vigil saw that the two sides were in a stalemate, and bravely moved to Nairen, who had been concentrating on controlling the vines: "He didn't hold back at all with you, but he didn't hold back at all with werewolves. If you can't bear it, you can't bear it."

Nairen has no extra energy to devote to Vigil.

"Hahahahahahaha..." Vigil continued to fan the flames: "What's your use? You don't need the help of werewolves."

Nailen really didn't want to talk to this old woman.

The little devil has opened the "field" since just now, so he has not been injured, and even the tight patent leather jacket full of sex is still intact.

Although the four dogs and six dogs were injured, they were all insignificant and minor injuries.

If it goes on like this, I don't know which side is more beneficial.

Lan Ming saw Nailun who was continuously casting spells through the intertwined vines, and decided to deal with him first.

[ps: I was wondering...will there be no sixth comment until the end of this article...]