Chapter 8

the devil wolf couldn't attack for a long time, showing some anxiety.

"Bang!"

After a hard hit, the devil wolf retreated five meters away, Zhang Xing felt numb in his arm, and the taste was very bad.

The demon wolf did not attack as hard as before, but straightened his limbs, raised his huge head and opened his mouth to the sky.

"Oh Oh

The long howl of wolves spread all over the night sky and the villagers' ears.

They can not help but a shiver, the bottom of the heart rise infinite creepy feeling, a goose bumps all over the body.

The breath of incomparable tension surrounds everyone's heart.

Even Zhang Xing was no exception. He felt that the devil wolf was brewing something, and a special sense of danger made him prepare well.

All of a sudden, the eyes of the demon wolf gave out a monstrous red light, and a big mouth of blood was opened, and a strong momentum of brush was spurted out.

"Boy, hide, it's the blade of the wind! This is Warcraft's... "

Before the village head's words finished, he stopped.

He opened his mouth and looked at Zhang Xing foolishly.

"No! It's impossible! "

"How can a six-year-old spit fire?"

"Is Zhang Xing also a Warcraft?"

"No, Zhang Xing, this seems to be magic!"

Think of this, the head of the village boom in the head, the body is out of control of a butt pier sitting on the ground.

"This child is actually the most respected magician on the mainland!"

"My God! A six-year-old magician... "

When the village head was young, he went to a larger city with his elders, and was lucky to meet a senior junior magician.

He saw that the junior magician in the silver gray magic robe recited a incantation in the selection ceremony. His hands shook and a fist sized fireball ignited the charcoal in the fire pot.

The blade of magic wolf is recorded in the hunting manual preserved in the village.

None of the villagers found the village head who was shocked to the ground. They were all stunned by the scene in front of them. New world Novels www.enwds.com

"Poof!"

The blade and the fireball, no, it should be said, collided with a small flame, and then disappeared in the air.

At the moment, the devil wolf was also in a daze, showing a trace of surprise in his eyes.

However, it is not as high as human intelligence quotient, just blindly spray the blade.

The second level demon wolf, spits out the wind blade, is exactly the same as Zhang Xing's intermediate warrior and junior mage level.

Although the strength of the body is still nearly, but in the power of magic, Zhang Xing is obviously better.

After a few flames went out, the magic wolf's wind blade gradually failed.

Zhang Xing's confidence soared, and the little black dragon's fire breathing talent is my talent.

Is a dragon better than a wolf!

Zhang Xing does not need to deliberately run meditation. When he uses fire breathing, the magic elements of fire in the air rush towards his body crazily.

The evil wolf's spirit is weak, his magic power is too much, and his image of defeat has been revealed, and his intention of retreat is obvious.

At the moment when the devil wolf turned around and wanted to run away, Zhang Xing rushed out and quickly punched. At the same time, the flame rushed to the devil wolf.

Suddenly, the flame turned into a flame, enveloping the whole body the size of a demon wolf calf.

"Oh

Evil wolf eat pain, on the spot a roll, want to put out the flame on the body.

At this time, Zhang Xing's fist arrived.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The devil wolf howled, and at the moment, he completely lost his prestige. Like a homeless dog, he struggled to get up and escape.

The fire of magic was burning more and more, and the smell of burning hair and the aroma of roast meat came from the air.

At this time, the villagers' spirits were uplifted, and their decadent despair and deep worry for Zhang Xing were swept away.

Zhang Xing chased the devil wolf all the way to the village outside more than ten miles, surrounded by a barren mountain.

"Hei Bao, come out and exercise your muscles and bones!"