1622: C1622 Wolf Ear Was Knocked out by His Rattan Stick

C1622 Wolf Ear Was Knocked out by His Rattan Stick

chapter 1622. Lang Er was knocked out by his own rattan stick.

werewolf leader first observed the city wall for a moment. When he confirmed that there were more than ten thousand people below, he became bold.

werewolf had the cunning of a wolf and the smart mind of a human.

Once they found out that the enemy was weak, they would show their cruel nature.

However, if the enemy was several times stronger than them, they would be careful and cautious when dealing with them.

"The children are out hunting!"

werewolf leader roared, and werewolf's soldiers under his command followed suit. They roared and rushed out of the city.

In just a moment, the hundred thousand werewolf soldiers stood crookedly opposite of Zhang Xing's Coalition forces.

When a general started a war, it was still the same as before.

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals!

A leader of werewolf leader's men, who was almost four meters tall, walked out with a thick two-meter long machete in his hand.

"Ha! Those reckless Homo sapiens, who wants to fight your Lang Er for 300 rounds?!"

The Coalition forces on Zhang Xing's side did not move.

Just by looking at Lang Er's size and Aura, he was at least at the early Star Conglomerate realm.

In the alliance army, there were some who were higher than Elder Sect Leader by this realm, but they looked at each other.

This meant you go, and that means you go.

They were all leaning against each other.

When they saw that no one had any intention of fighting, they turned their gazes towards Jinbao and Sacred One.

Zhang Xing was completely relieved by them.

"Saint One, you can go now. Just tell them what you want. Don't scare those werewolf."

Zhang Xing said via divine sense.

Saint nodded and slowly walked forward.

Lang Er saw that it was a young blue-faced young man with a height of 1.8 meters and a ferocious look in his eyes. He curled his lips in disdain.

"Someone, give me your name. I don't kill nameless people with my blade!"

Sacred One walked in front of Lang Er like he was taking a stroll. He was three meters away from Lang Er.

He narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms.

"Your ancestor even knelt down and kowtowed to me when he saw me, and you still dare to yell at me?

Kneel down and kowtow now, and I'll spare your life! "

Lang Er was startled.

"Aiyo! Grandson, you have a big mouth. I just don't know if your strength is as powerful as your mouth!"

As Lang Er spoke, he raised his machete and swung it down.1

"A weapon used by a fool is even more stupid!"

Saint didn't move at all. He just looked disdainfully at the blade that seemed to be able to tear apart an air as it descended.

Lang Er saw that Saint Yi did not dodge nor resist, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Go to hell, I'll let you pretend in front of me!

Clang!

Before Rong Lang Er could think any further, the machete had already reached the top of Sacred One's head.

The scene that he had imagined did not appear.

However, a scene that shocked Lang Er and the 100,000 soldiers of the wolf army appeared.

The machete did not cleave Sacred One, but it broke with a crisp sound.

This...

Lang Er looked at the broken machete in his hand that was less than a meter long and was stunned for a moment.

Although he was shocked in his heart, his combat experience was very experienced.

He immediately became highly vigilant to prevent the sneak attack from Sacred One.

At the same time, he took out a jet-black iron bar that was as tall as his height from his interspatial storage bag.

"Kid, your hair is quite hard. My machete is just an ordinary weapon. It has chopped off too many heads. It's normal for it to be broken.

However, my black iron staff was directly refined by the Steel Vines. I would like to see whether it's your head or my rattan staff! "

As he spoke, his feet stomped on the ground, and his body flashed and instantly disappeared into the sky.

After a breath of time, an ear piercing sound of friction and the air exploding could be heard.

Swoosh!

Lang Er instantly fell from a few hundred meters high into the air. With a tremendous force, his staff smashed onto the parietal region with a 'poof' sound.

The steel-like vine staff didn't break, and the parietal region was fine.

However, the rattan staff bent backwards and smashed into Lang Er's head with a 'poof' sound.

Lang Er's body swayed, and countless ripples appeared in his eyes. Then, he fainted with a puff.

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