This time, Qin Country was much slower, stepping painfully on the earth, and with a crack, the web of a large spider snapped. He leapt into the air, landing precisely on the back of the Red Wolf.
"Drive!"
Qin Feng's thigh also had issues. At first, it seemed very joyful.
"Wailing!"
The Red Wolf suddenly got furious, its entire body shaking violently, making Qin Country uneasy, and finally, it fell heavily.
"Red, you're in a rush to cook." Qin Feng fell to the ground. His complaints leapt, this time never leaving his hand; the sword in Old Hu's palm and Old Hu's life force broke, maintaining a strong posture aimed at the Red Wolf's head.
The Red Wolf was unwilling to show weakness either.
On the battlefield, one saw Qin Country's broken sword, and the Red Wolf, scared out of its nails, didn't want to roar; along with a series of low buzzing noises, surrounded by spiritual power, it also emitted destructive light.
"Humph!"
