In the very first moment, Sima Bingxin felt the pain and anger of being betrayed. She even escorted the man and his wife away safely, but failed to repay the kindness in the end. He actually attacked him?
The lightning came too fast. Just as he wanted to dodge it, the lightning had already reached his ears and struck him. Before he could judge whether he should miss or not, an angry groan came from behind him.
"..." Who was behind him?
"..." Without a sound, he had not noticed at all?
"..." Wolf pack's innate skill, "sneaking and disappearing" combat ability?
The Sima Family Ancestral Founder shed wolf blood, and after hundreds of thousands of years of fighting with the wolf clan, they had fought countless of battles, thus, they were extremely clear of each other's powerful killing techniques. The Werewolf Clan, which was passed down through the bloodline through combat skills, was completely silent, and the faster they moved, the more even their afterimages and auras would disappear, which was really hard to defend against.
With an angered snort, a gale sounded, and the electrical light that passed by him was extinguished by the sneak attack. However, the attack did not stop there, and the other claw that was raised up struck the back of his head, unable to dodge in time, instead, Sima Bingxin turned around and struck out with her palm, meeting the incoming claw head on.
He was young, his fur shone, and there were many scars on his body. However, his eyes burned with a fighting spirit, and that strong desire for battle, that burning desire for battle, was so intense that it almost went crazy. His willpower reached his body, and when he made a claw strike, it turned into a wild power.
The huge claw was small, as if it could be crushed with a single pinch. However, the huge force behind the claw was so strong that the snow-white palm seemed to have opened up a layer of a thick cushion, as though it had hit a huge hole at the bottom. The huge force was quickly torn apart and dissipated, as if it could split a mountain.
After failing to execute the first blow, the fighting spirit in Wolf's eyes became even stronger. He even let out an extremely excited mumble from the corner of his mouth.
"..." Bipolar Wheel? Jade Void Sect? You are... The Sima Bingxin of Star Ranking? "
Although the Beastmen had seen the battle techniques of both sides for a long time, but they would know about matters of Homo Clan other than the Sima Family, and there were very few Beastmen who could call out the term 'Bipolar Wheel', and they were definitely of the same race as the Beastmen. Not to mention, they would obtain clues from this, and call out their own names, this … This was one in a million.
"Good!" This is a gift from the great beast god, the heavens are on my side! "
The werewolf revealed the same sinister smile as Ivankov, his fighting spirit was even covered by a layer of greed, "You're lucky, I want you to be my female slave! Give birth to my child! "
's rough and lustful howl sent chills down his spine, but he did not dare to be careless. This was because the power that the palm had received was so strong that his arms were numb, and the pain in his chest was intense. He was probably at the peak of the High Rank, no matter how crazy this Beastman's brain was, his power was strong.
Suddenly, a name flashed across his mind and Sima Bingxin exclaimed in astonishment, "Troelski?"
As soon as he called out his name, he did not get a response. However, he seemed to arouse the other party's vicious nature. A fierce glint flashed in his wolf eyes, and a new power suddenly burst forth from the claw that was in contact with the girl's jade palm.
"Woman!" Watch me break your Ghost Wheel! "
The raging force smashed into the seemingly unfathomable jade palm, like a mountain collapsing, and there was no way to dodge it.
In that instant of contact, Sima Bingxin was extremely shocked. It was not because the other party was strong, but because she had actually met her nemesis in this desolate land.
The smaller the space between the two sides, the harder it was to break through, and the harder it was to break through, and if it was a top tier master, he could use only his inner strength to transform his body, but this was not what Sima Bingxin could do.
After clashing palm and claw, he used some kind of technique to prevent himself from pulling back his palm. What was even more surprising was that he did not pull back his arm to pull back his hand, but rather, without any accumulated energy, he simply relied on his inner strength to push his drum and brazenly unleash the second stage of attack.
Ninety-five percent of his Beasts was incapable of doing this. Even in the Jade Void Sect, the ones who were able to do so were all half-step experts who were about to step into the Earth Stage, and from the most basic of all, were unable to lift their heads.
If it weren't for the internal injuries from the night before and the wasted effort from before, he would still be able to hold on. With his familiarity with Bipolar Wheel, he would have been able to drag on for a bit longer.
Under the pressure of the rage, Sima Bingxin tried her best to release the energy, but she was unable to do so. She was unable to do so, she could only endure the immense energy, her internal injuries were affected, she coughed out blood, his internal Qi lost its support, the force in her palm became more difficult to support, the pain in her entire arm was unbearable, it could break at any time.
Sima Bingxin was in so much pain that her vision turned black. Other than the fear in her heart, she was also shocked.
"..." And such a person actually existed within the Beasts? Even if our sect's eldest senior brother, who had advanced to Earth Stage, was here, he might not necessarily be able to win against him.
"..." In the recent years, Troelski's name had resounded throughout the Northwest. He had stirred up trouble after trouble, causing Homo Clan and Beasts to tremble in fear.
"..." Really … He underestimated the beastmen too much! If this beastman led the troops and slaughtered his way to the Yungaang Pass, grandfather and father, would they be able to withstand it?
Even if he was defeated today, his pure body would not fall into the hands of the Beastmen, which would ruin his reputation as the descendant of the Sima Family. Furthermore, as the descendant of the Sima Family, he would not allow this dangerous Beastman the chance to enter the Yungaang Pass, as he would threaten his own relatives …
Sima Bingxin had the thought of perishing together but her palm strength had already been completely suppressed. The only chance she had was to activate the Bloodline Power and risk her life.
He was already severely injured, but if he risked his life and activated the power of his bloodline before betting on the lute in his hand, there was still hope of dragging this powerful enemy to hell. However, the key problem was … He was completely suppressed by the claws of his enemy, so he tried his best to revolve the Yin and Yang energy within him. He had no energy left, if he were to be distracted and activate the Bloodline Power, before he could even move, he would be smashed to smithereens by the enemy's force.
"..." If only someone could come at this time and distract the enemy's attention …
Sima Bingxin glanced to the side, hoping that the man would give him some help. However, he took out a tattered windbreaker from nowhere and covered his body in a mess, though it was unknown what he was doing … What was the point of dressing at this time? I might as well grab the opportunity to escape...
Her mind was in a mess, Sima Bingxin thought of a method that came up with a time limit on the Beastman's power. The shortest time limit was a few minutes, and the longest time limit was around ten minutes. After all, the longer the cultivation method of the Dao, the longer the battle …
As this thought flashed across his mind, a glimmer of hope appeared in Sima Bingxin's eyes, as if he was a drowning man looking at floating logs. This transformation fell into the eyes of the werewolf, and a fiendish glint appeared in her eyes as he once again let out a fiendish, demonic laugh.
"..." What makes you think that this is the power of an explosion? What right do you have to think that's worth it for me to use it on you? "
"..." What?
"..." He … He didn't use his full strength. Was this just his original strength?
Sima Bingxin's eyes were wide open as she stared at Troelski in disbelief.
"Do you want to see the power this king has after exploding? Then use your body and bear with it! "
In the midst of the evil laughter, the pressure on his palms suddenly decreased, but the fear in his heart grew even more, as though he was facing the rapid ebb tide from before the great tsunami. Following that, an angry wave of pressure that was just about to break out from the attack suddenly shook Sima Bingxin's body, causing his ears, mouth and nose to bleed, and he was defeated in an instant.
In that critical moment, a hand reached out horizontally as if there was no one around, and ignoring the competition between the two, it landed on the lute Sima Bingxin was carrying.
This hand, along with the entire arm, was covered by what looked like a gunny sack. Sima Bingxin looked back along the arm and discovered that it was a weirdo who was wearing a gunny sack, revealing only a pair of eyes.
"..." Where did this monster come from?
They were unfamiliar in appearance, but those eyes … Sima Bingxin recognized the identity of the person who came, and was anxious and angry.
"..." Idiot! You can't fight, so why don't you run? You... What are you doing here? Never...
Look at me dying, so you came to steal my lute? How heartless!
Complicated feelings surfaced in the girl's eyes, causing Wen Qubing to laugh involuntarily. It seemed that he had no choice but to put forth all of his effort in order to clear himself of the suspicion of being a thief …
His hand landed on the lute and snapped the water string …
In Sima Bingxin's eyes, this action was completely meaningless, because the jade pipa was a divine object, and the water strings were even harder to move.
All of a sudden, a strong force that was spinning crazily began to brew in his palm and spread to his fingers, causing the four strings to bend and stretch.
"..." The strength of a Earth Stage rank!
Sima Bingxin's eyes were wide opened, and her mind was still in a daze. She did not understand how that man could do it. She actually activated a power that was equivalent to Earth Stage and pulled the four dragons water strings. Moreover, it seemed to be more than that.
The finger holding the pipa string not only used the same Earth Stage to pull the four strings, but also grasped the characteristics of the four strings in an instant.
The dangerous aura made even the Wolf Prince's heart palpitate for a second. The entire process actually only took a short one or two seconds, Wen Qubing pulled the strings and saw Troelski's furious and doubtful gaze turn towards him, following that, he exploded with his strength and poured out like a flood. However, he was a step too late.
The strings of the pipa that had been pulled tightly were like a fully drawn bow. In the next moment, the four dragons roared, and a vacuum blade, that was even fiercer than the Five Thunder Blade from before, cut through the atmosphere and ruthlessly slashed onto Troelski's body.
The beastmen's bodies were tough and tenacious, Troelski was no longer afraid of the blade and sword, but the upper part of his body was torn apart like rotten weeds, he was unstoppable, his sturdy body that could match a thousand blades, was easily torn into a long gash, fresh blood spewed everywhere.
Two enormous forces that had lost control, internal and external attacks, and with a painful howl, Troelski was sent flying out. His body flew across the sky …