Right when a mouthful of blood sprayed out from Yang Ye’s mouth, the blue wolf’s claw appeared before Yang Ye again. This time, it wasn’t striking at his stomach, it was striking at his head!

Yang Ye instinctively moved his head to the side at the critical moment and dodged the attack, causing the claw to strike the wall.

Bang!

A gap was actually torn apart on the city wall!

As soon as it missed, the claw immediately transformed the same motion into a sweeping motion.

Yang Ye’s eyes narrowed slightly. He flipped his palm and withdrew the Herculean Sword before raising it before his chest!

Bang!

A muffled bang resounded as both Yang Ye and the Herculean Sword were smashed to the ground!

Aowu!

The army of wolves howled in unison. It was their cheers of joy!

Yu Wushuang and the others had turned ghastly pale on the city walls.

The army didn’t launch another attack against the city. They moved around 1km away while a figure with the head of a wolf and body of a person stood right in front of the army. The man’s appearance was quite strange. After all, he had the body of a human...