Chapter 1637： Mad Wolf State (1/2)

The direct dispatch of the strongest shows that the so-called warrior tradition is basically speaking.

The marks of the wind are here to get revenge!

At this time, there was movement from the teleportation array outside the demon temple, and Jin Peng from the Twilight Wolf Tribe rushed with the three demon.

”Are you late?”

Jin Peng looked at the two people in the air, his look changed.

”Why would the monster temple agree?”

Jin Peng hurried to Bai's side and asked about the situation.

After learning that Jiang Chen took the initiative to fight, Jin Peng hurriedly said, ”The wind marks have not gained much experience abroad, and they have reached the level of the big demon.”

”what!”

Bai Ru was struck by lightning, anxiety revealed in his eyes.

In the demon world, the demon has five levels of division, what is it, needless to say.

As long as you know, reaching from the little demon to the big demon is equivalent to the martial arts strong in the human race.

According to the practice of the demon tribe always stronger than the human tribe, Jiang Chen has to suffer even more.

No matter how amazing Jiang Chen's performance was before, he couldn't convince Bai that he could handle it.

”The wind marks the news of his father's death. We said nothing. We all thought he would endure. Who knew that the eleven soldiers would be summoned that night without using a teleportation array.

Jin Peng was quite annoyed, if not, they would have been there sooner.

”The Golden Clan must know, but they acquiesced.” Bai also complained.

The wolf demon is from the Golden Clan, and the chief must have heard the wind.

However, let alone blocking, it may even ignite the flames behind it.

Although Bai joined the Temple of Demon, she still hoped that the Twilight Wolf Tribe was strong, but the actions of the Golden Clan made her chill.

In the air, the mark of the wind took off his black robe, wearing a close-fitting armor.

The workmanship is rough and there is no pattern decoration. The steel is the fire pattern steel that can be used on the fairy, and the defense is first-class.

As a demon, he is one of the few who can use weapons, holding a long knife.

That's all he showed, and no new hole cards can be used after doing it.

A pair of blood-red eyes stared at Jiang Chen, waiting for his bright sword.

Jiang Chen held the penalty Tianjian and the Chixiao sword in his left and right hands, and skillfully pulled the sword out of the sheath.

The sword lights of the two fairy swords are not the same, leaving light marks in the air.

The majestic sword gas is boiling, Jiang Chen looks a lot sharper.

”Is that so?” Fengzhi looked at him without moving because of the fairy sword.

Jiang Chen shrugged and instinctively told him that this guy was not easy to deal with.

With a change of heart, no scale changes into the form of armor.

The whole body was tightly wrapped in steel, but it didn't look bloated at all. The armor was like a close-fitting garment, which made him look thinner and fit the swordsman.

”That's ridiculous.”

Looking at Jiang Chen's three fairy armors, Fengchen grinned wildly, ”If not, it would be easy to kill you, it would be really nothing fun.”

”It seems you think you have won.” Jiang Chen chuckled.

”Any suspense?”

The mark of the wind held up the long knife in his hand, the majestic demon power was released, and the void in which it was located was shaking.

”Daemon!”

Watching the lively monsters exclaimed again and again.

The reaction was like saying that the wind marks were such a young demon that it was incredible.

Jin Peng smiled bitterly. When they learned this, they reacted the same way.

Fortunately, the demon also has three levels of division.

Not like the peak demon like the bull demon, the demon, the green lion next to him.

”Huh? It looks like I'll be happy this time.”

Jiang Chen did not consciously show his war intentions, but he didn't panic on his face, but was eager to try.

”It seems you are confident.”

The marks of the wind did not see the expression he wanted, and he was a little disappointed and aroused the war.

When killing, anger, and war are mixed together, it makes him look like a strong fire.

”The wind has no trace, no blade!”

The marks of the wind came out of the sword, disappeared out of place, and became traceless.