The wolf was so angry that he was about to fall. "How is this possible!!" Langmie looked at Chaipo in disbelief as he saw that Chaipo had firmly grasped his wolf claws. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he let out a cry of extreme fear. "Impossible!" "Hehehe..." Chaipo looked at Langmie's shocked expression, and the humiliation that had been pent up in his heart for a long time was greatly released. He grinned triumphantly, and at the same time, he quickly clenched his fist with his other hand and hit Langmie's abdomen fiercely.
"Boom boom..." "Ugh..." Langmie's eyes almost popped out, and blood spurted out of his mouth. His strong body flew backwards more than ten meters like a kite with a broken string, and then fell heavily to the ground. This sudden scene stunned the gnolls who were just excitedly cheering for their chief. Their excited smiles froze, and they stared at Langmie, who was like a dead dog under the stone wall with wide eyes. "Am I... am I dazzled? Our chief was actually blown away by a punch!" A gnoll rubbed his eyes hard and said with horror. "No... I saw it right, I saw it too! Our chief was really defeated by a punch from the opposite side." The gnoll next to him swallowed hard and said with round eyes. "How... how is this possible? Our leader is a level 22 elite, and a werewolf. How could he be defeated so easily by a dogman?!" Another gnoll blurted out with an expression of disbelief on his face. He felt that his worldview was about to collapse. In their cognition, dogs can never be the opponent of wolves! But now, their leader was punched away like a dead dog! ? What is going on! ? Has the world become so crazy? These gnolls are completely unable to accept the facts before their eyes, and their hearts are full of confusion and fear. ............................................ Chai Po slowly walked to the seriously injured Lang Mie, looking down at the terrified Lang Mie from a high position, "Crack..................." Chai Po stepped hard on Lang Mie's face, and said with a cold smile: "Lang Mie...you are defeated!" "I will give you one chance. Submit to our master, and I can spare your life!!" Lang Mie was stepped on the face by Chai Po, and a huge sense of humiliation surged in his heart.
I was stepped on the face by the dog I despised the most? This huge humiliation made the proud Langmie crazy. His eyes had turned red. Like a crazy beast, he gnashed his teeth and shouted at Chaipo: "Let me surrender!?" "How could I, Langmie, surrender to the lowly dog-man race?" "I would rather die than surrender..." "Die!" Langmie's eyes flashed with a trace of madness. His sharp claws were about to tear at Chaipo's thigh. Wolves are proud, and Langmie is the wolf king, even more proud. How could he surrender to a dog! ? "Chaipo..............Kill him." At this moment, a cold voice slowly sounded behind Chaipo. It was Lin Haoran's voice. He had seen Langmie's damned pride and self-esteem, and he would rather die than surrender. He didn't want to waste time. The fastest way to subdue the wolf pack was to kill the wolf king first. Once the wolf king died, the wolves would be leaderless, and it would be easy to subdue them. "Yes.............sir!!" When Chai Po heard this, his heart trembled, and a trace of cold killing intent flashed in his eyes. He looked coldly at Lang Mie who still wanted to resist, "Then you go to hell........." Chai Po's fist suddenly became extremely hard, and an extremely sharp bone spur grew on it, as if Wolverine was reborn. This bone spur exuded a terrifying The cold light, like the fangs of a demon, instantly stabbed towards Langmie's chest. "Puff........." With a dull sound, the sharp bone spur pierced Langmie's heart without any hindrance, blood splashed everywhere like a fountain. Langmie's eyes were wide open, staring at Chaipo, his hands drooped weakly, his eyes were full of endless unwillingness and humiliated anger. It seemed that for Langmie, dying at the hands of a dogman whom he regarded as an inferior race was simply an unbearable shame! However, fate is always so unpredictable, and he eventually died at the hands of the dogman tribe he despised the most. "The chief............." "The chief is dead!!" "Awooo............" "The chief has been killed!" ........................... On the towering stone wall, the gnoll soldiers widened their eyes,
staring with horror at the wolf who had fallen to the ground and had no breath of life, with endless fear and despair in their hearts. Their faces were distorted, as if they were shocked by an invisible force and could not accept what was happening before their eyes. "The chief is dead.........what should we do?" A gnoll soldier trembled with his lips, and beads of sweat hung on his forehead. His face was as pale as paper, and his voice revealed deep fear. "What should we do? Of course we should rush out and avenge the leader!" Another radical gnoll opened his eyes with anger, and there was a blazing fire and murderous intent in his eyes. He roared at the top of his lungs, as if he wanted to pass on his anger to every companion. "But...but the leader is no match for the other party. There are so many people on the other side. We are going to die if we go out." A timid gnoll's legs went weak, and his voice was obviously trembling and fearful. When the other gnolls heard this, they fell into silence instantly. Indeed, their most powerful gnoll was killed by the enemy with one punch. Such a huge gap in strength made them feel timid. It seemed that rushing out for revenge was just a meaningless adventure, and it might even lead to the annihilation of the whole army. At this moment, the whole scene became extremely solemn, and the gnolls were caught in a dilemma. On the one hand, the grief and anger in their hearts drove them to avenge their leader; On the other hand, the fear of death made them hesitant. "Your leader is dead............" "Those who surrender will not be killed!!" "Otherwise, bloodbath the gnoll tribe!!" At this time, the gnoll flying in the sky spread its beautiful white wings, emitting its powerful pseudo-epic BOSS aura, and rushed towards the gnoll on the stone wall,
saying with cold eyes. ..........................................................