Eight Desolate Valkyries

Chapter 702 Strengthening Wolf
Pei Yongchang watched these people walk into the Nether Secret Realm indifferently, and his mood was extremely complicated. As more and more people walked, and at the same time lost their deterrent power against the wind wolf, if the remaining people did not go in in time, their lives might be in danger.

"Boy, go in with the old man."

The red-haired old man said from the side that in the battle just now, four of his six-man team died, which was a heavy loss, but he didn't say this for the sake of filling the vacancy.

"I don't charge your commission and fees, as compensation for your companion."

Hearing this, Pei Yongchang remained unmoved and turned a deaf ear.

The red-haired old man had limited patience. His actions just now were out of gratitude, but it didn't mean he had to do something. Seeing that Pei Yongchang was so 'ignorant', he sighed and led people into the Netherworld.

This time, almost all the people who had the key to the ancient city went in. It was useless for Pei Yongchang to regret it now, and he would be resisted if he wanted to go in.

Pei Yongchang looked in Luo Cheng's direction. There were endless wind wolves between them. Seeing a human being alone, these beasts were all excited.

"bring it on."

Pei Yongchang regained his former pride, with two swords in his hands, facing death as if at home, and fearless.

Roar!
Amidst the howling of wolves, a tide of wind wolves rushed towards him, drowning him almost instantly!

Besides, Luo Cheng was surrounded by a group of wind wolf kings, and there was another wind wolf king in front of him.

Looking at the Wind Wolf Emperor, Luo Cheng couldn't help reaching into his arms. The Wind Wolf Emperor's cub was still asleep and showed no sign of waking up.

"Humans, put down the new Wind Wolf Emperor."

The Wind Wolf Emperor opened his mouth, and a powerful voice rolled down. Halfway through his words, he paused for a while, and said again: "Then you can die."

Luo Cheng, who was about to hand over the cub, couldn't help being startled when he heard the latter sentence, and then showed hesitation.

"In that case, why should I hand it over?" Luo Cheng asked.

"Because you are bound to die, the only choice is to choose to die comfortably or die in pain." The voice of the Wind Wolf Emperor was unquestionable, as if granting Luo Cheng death was already an honor.

"I want to try it."

Luo Cheng entered the fighting state, with six spirit swords flying around his body, and an obsidian sword in his right hand, like the commander of an army, commanding the ubiquitous Gangfeng.

"Human beings will always be like this."

The voice of the Wind Wolf King was full of disdain and contempt. When these words fell, the rest of the Wind Wolf Kings were about to move.

These wind wolf kings were originally standing on both sides of Luo Cheng, forming a fan shape, and under the order of their own emperor, the wind knives between each other woven into a net of death, covering him.

Wind knives' attacks can't threaten Luo Cheng, no matter how many there are.

But seeing that the wind knife was about to fall, the wind wolf emperor made a movement, and shot out a green light from his mouth, which was blessed into the wind knife like lightning.

At this moment, Luo Cheng's pupils dilated rapidly, and the deadly sense of crisis made him feel cold all over.

The power of the wind knife soared dozens of times in an instant, almost comparable to Luo Cheng's own gang wind.

This is a contest of wind!
Luo Cheng has never been a person who just sits and waits to be killed. He immediately takes action... and quickly retreats.

However, the wind knife did not weaken its power because of the distance. On the contrary, the longer the distance, the greater its power.

"Jing Zhe!"

Luo Cheng had no choice, the Obsidian Sword slashed forward fiercely, and the huge black crystal-shaped divine sword landed on the wind knife. When the sword edge touched the moment, it was like cutting a piece of silk with a sharp knife. With a sound, the wind knife was split into two halves, and it passed in front of him.

Although he resolved this trick, Luo Cheng couldn't be happy because his wrist holding the sword was aching!

"Colliding with pure power, exquisite swordsmanship is of little use."

Luo Cheng thought from the bottom of his heart that the Wind Wolf King is okay to say that his defense is not strong, but the Wind Wolf King must be a god-level beast. His supreme swordsmanship is under that rough body shape, and only the sword pill and the wind blade can be used.

This also reminded him of a saying among warriors that the stronger the martial arts attainment, the more difficult it would be to face powerful monsters.

Take Jiang Xi as a comparison, the violent thunder and lightning were more effective against the Wind Wolf Emperor.

Of course, complaining now won't change anything.

"Tear him apart."

The Wind Wolf Emperor was surprised that Luo Cheng was able to support the wind knife, and then gave an order disapprovingly, no matter how strong an ant is, it is nothing more than an ant.

The wind wolf kings with more than fifty heads couldn't wait to kill Luo Cheng, and in the process, green glows also entered their bodies, turning the hair on their foreheads into blue. Improve a lot.

Of course, these are not important, what Luo Cheng cares about is still the Wind Wolf Emperor who didn't make a move.

He wanted to escape, but with his keen spiritual sense, he could detect the disappearance of the people behind him one by one, thus knowing that the secret realm had been opened.

Shi Jian suggested that he run wildly for his life and enter the Nether Secret Realm.

But Luo Cheng has a different opinion, which comes from his intuition. The wind wolf emperor looks bulky, but he believes that once he turns around and exposes his back, he will definitely see the unique and terrifying speed of the wind wolf. And the price to pay is probably his own life.

"In that case, come on."

Luo Cheng also became murderous, and he still had useless trump cards to kill the Wind Wolf Emperor.

Under the premise, it is necessary to solve the culling of fifty wind wolf kings that are no longer what they used to be.

"Supreme Sword Dao: No Self Dao!"

"Supreme Sword Dao: Ruthless Dao!"

At this time, there was no need to keep his hands. Luo Cheng had completely entered the state of the sword, and the surging sword energy spread to almost every corner of the plain.

Regarding this, the Wind Wolf Emperor did not take it seriously. Although this human being was stronger than he had ever seen, he had killed even the stronger ones himself.

Based on the past experience of the Wind Wolf Emperor, fifty heads under his own "strengthening" will definitely be able to deal with this human being.

However, not long after, the Wind Wolf Emperor realized that he was wrong.

In a short period of time, three 'strengthened' Wind Wolf Kings died under Luo Cheng's sword.

The reason why Luo Cheng could do it was that Luo Cheng didn't use fancy swordsmanship. After all, he was dealing with ferocious beasts, but the speed, angle and sharpness to take away the life of the Wind Wolf King.

Although the number of Wind Wolf Kings is large, Luo Cheng used his own advantages to shuttle back and forth, and only when he found a gap would he unleash his sword.

His method made the less intelligent Wind Wolf King angry and anxious, but he was helpless.

"That's the importance of positioning."

These wind wolf kings are indeed much more difficult than the ones just now, but Luo Cheng can still deal with them, but they don't kill them with an overwhelming advantage like before. After all, there are more of them this time.

It is worth mentioning that every time a Wind Wolf King dies, Luo Cheng's soul essence will be directly converted into beast soul power, that is to say, during the killing process just now, his strength has become stronger and stronger.

(End of this chapter)