C34 Fast Blade Zhang Meng(2)

A deep cut was left on the Wolf King's neck. Dark red demonic blood gushed out like a fountain.

"You're courting death!" The Wolf King reached out his hand to hold the wound. His expression became extremely crazed as he roared, "Little ones, attack! Tear this little bastard to pieces for this king!"

The Wolf Demon had long been baring their fangs and brandishing their claws