"Come forth, War Cloak!"

Amos's eyes turned crimson as he let out a furious roar.

Boom!

A red armor floated out from within Amos. On that red armor, there were patterns resembling flames, faintly taking the shape of a fiery rhinoceros.

On Amos's sturdy wolf arms were rings of fiery red Secret Silver Bracelets, appearing solid and heavy.

The War Cloak, also one of the Wolf Race's Fourteen Holy Artifacts, just like the Golden Giant Sword, was the weapon of the Wolf Race's God of War, Alrom. It was made by refining Essence Blood from a Fire-Horned Rhinoceros along with various precious minerals.

"God of War, Alrom guard me!"

Facing the astonishing saber aura and sword aura, Amos dared not exhibit the slightest negligence, letting out a tremendous roar.

Buzz~!!

On the red armor, a massive red membrane of light rose instantly. On this red light membrane was a tattoo of a scorching Fire-Horned Rhinoceros, appearing extremely strong in defense.

Bam!

Bam!

The fierce saber aura carrying dragon scale and bird shadow, along with the sword aura carrying a dazzling sun image, almost simultaneously struck the light membrane of the Fire-Horned Rhinoceros.

The light membrane of the Fire-Horned Rhinoceros rippled violently, fluctuating unstably.

At this moment, Nangong Feng and Nangong Chen exchanged a glance, both feeling a reverberation from their hands, clearly having underestimated the defensive power.

Though the War Cloak was a powerful Wolf Race Sacred Artifact, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Saber and Ding Guang Sword were no ordinary items either.

"Shatter it for me!"

Nangong Feng shouted angrily, pouring his Gang Power frantically into the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Saber, causing the saber aura to soar once again.

Crack!

With a cracking sound, the light membrane of the Fire-Horned Rhinoceros shattered instantly, and the saber aura along with the sword aura mercilessly cleaved onto the War Cloak.

Bam!!

The immense force of the sharp edges poured onto the War Cloak, and despite having its protection, Amos's scarlet wolf eyes bulged outward, spewing a large mouthful of fresh blood as his massive wolf body was blown backward, scraping along the ground.

Bam~!

Amos's body crashed heavily to the ground, causing it to quake and a deep pit to form.

On Amos's body, the red, robust War Cloak also showed a white saber mark and a sword mark.

Witnessing Amos's colossal wolf body fall to the ground, a cold glint flashed in Qin Yang's eyes, and he naturally wouldn't let this opportunity slip by.

Boom!

Qin Yang's form soared, wielding the Ninefold Prison Peak with both hands, slamming it down upon Amos with the force of a mountain falling.

Seeing this, Amos's fierce wolf head showed great alarm, and with a flip, he attempted to dodge the Ninefold Prison Peak, but the impact was swift.

Bam!

Though the Ninefold Prison Peak didn't land directly on Amos's body, it came crashing down upon Amos's wolf tail.

"Argh...!"

The thick wolf tail was immediately crushed, streaming with blood, and a pained howl escaped from Amos's fierce wolf mouth.

Swish!

Amos looked vicious, directly raising the Golden Giant Sword in his right hand to sever his wolf tail, blood spraying as he looked utterly disheveled.

"Damn it, you damned Huaxia people!"

Amos let out a low, furious roar, feeling deeply humiliated as a dignified Wolf Race Prince forced to cut off his tail to survive.

Boom!

Amos's aura exploded around him, wildly slashing toward Qin Yang and the others with his Golden Giant Sword in hand.

Qin Yang, Nangong Feng, and Nangong Chen were all top experts, naturally unafraid, each wielding their weapons as they attacked Amos clad in the War Cloak.

The enormous clashing sounds continuously echoed through this forest, energy waves spreading out, carving deep sword marks into the earth, making it a battered sight, with many surrounding trees splintering apart.

While Qin Yang and the others besieged Amos for over a dozen minutes, Nangong Haotian, Elder Yue Chan, Nangong Feiyang, and the others didn't slack off either. Of the three werewolves, two were already dead, leaving just one remaining with wounds all over the body.

Bam!

The last werewolf was also struck on the head by Nangong Haotian's palm and fell dead.

Seeing this, Amos's wolf eyes turned blood-red beyond compare, his wolf head looking vicious. Facing the assault from Qin Yang and the others, he was extremely bedraggled.

Having earlier lost his tail not to mention the War Cloak on his body now bore multiple white marks from blades and swords, with a blood mark at the corner of his wolf eyes too.

Though the Wolf Race Prince was formidable, belonging to the Earth's pinnacle warrior rank.

However, within Huaxia, Celestial Spirit Realm powerhouses were only about five or six people, an equally pinnacle level of fighting strength.

Nangong Feng was a genuine Celestial Spirit Realm powerhouse, and Nangong Chen had converted eighty percent of his Gang Power, differing little from a Celestial Spirit Realm powerhouse, with Qin Yang's strength not inferior to the two.

Amos, under attack from three top-tier fighters, naturally had to endure the beating.

"Huaxia people, you are despicable and shameless, using many against one!"

Amos's wolf eyes turned crimson, roaring in furious despair.

Faced alone against any one of the three, he feared not, but the trio ganging up on him left Amos, even clad in the War Cloak and wielding the Golden Giant Sword, on the defensive alone.

"We'll beat you down!"

Qin Yang sneered, swinging the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword in a flurry without showing any restraint.

Nangong Feng and Nangong Chen followed suit, their Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Saber and Ding Guang Sword striking mercilessly.

"You all...!"

Amos's eyes turned blood-red fierce, the light in his wolf eyes flickering urgently; at this rate, he might truly die at the hands of these three.

Despite his reluctance to flee, not escaping would leave him to die stiflingly under the trio's assault.

"As I recall, Barrello and Ariel should be in that direction; these lowly Huaxia people want to trap and kill me, the prince won't let them succeed!"

Amos's wolf eyes shifted, looking toward a direction deep within the forest with an inner thought.

Bam!

With this in mind, Amos pounded his thick wolf limbs on the ground, suddenly darting toward the indicated direction in the forest.

"Despicable Huaxia people, if you have the guts, then follow me!"

Amos opened his wolf mouth, revealing sharp teeth, roaring.

Seeing this, Qin Yang, Nangong Feng, and Nangong Chen collectively narrowed their eyes.

"Yang, that guy must be heading to find the other two Wolf Race Princes."

Nangong Feng's gaze hardened, speaking in a low tone.

"Yeah."

Qin Yang nodded as well.

"Uncle Nangong, Elder Chen, let's pursue him, try to extinguish this scourge first!"

Qin Yang's eyes flashed with cold light, saying.

"Alright."

Nangong Feng and Nangong Chen both nodded firmly; having fought this far, there's no reason to let go.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Qin Yang and the others' auras burst forth as they bolted in pursuit in the direction Amos fled.

Nangong Haotian, Elder Yue Chan, Nangong Feiyang, and others followed in their wake. Although they were not as swift as Amos and Qin Yang's group, the obvious trail left by Amos's massive wolf body made it hard to lose the way.

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