The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Wolf Village, listen, if my brother hurts one person, I, Li Wenhao, swear, I will kill the wolf village without any dogs or chickens!"

Li Wenhao shouted loudly and looked back at his army. He was vigorous and safe. After a series of battles, he took a lot of pills. In a team of 900 people, more than 700 people were already cultivators.

"Follow me Li Wenhao out of Wolf Valley, are you confident!"

"Have!"

"Follow the general to fight out of Wolf Valley!" The soldier raised his arms and shouted, circulating endlessly in the valley.

"The golden armoured man guards both sides, and the whole army sets out!" Li Wenhao roared for the last time, waving his spear in his hand.

"Boom," smashed the stone altar with the wolf-shaped totem pole.

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"To destroy my altar, I want to kill him, I must kill him!"

In a secret place not far from the scene, the three elders of the wolf village and the three princes of the wolf village trembled with anger.

The altar and wolf totem have a history of hundreds of years. Now that he is destroyed because of his greed, how can he explain to the wolf village.

"The third elders, this time because of things below, I'm really sorry that the altar in your village was destroyed." A young man wearing leather armor on the side bowed and saluted.

If Ehu and others are here, you can recognize it at a glance, this guy turned out to be Zhang Youcai, the youngest son of Zhang Fugui.

"It's nothing to do with you!" The wolf Sangui gasped and waved his hand: "This time the five hurricane wolf cubs, you should quickly take them away. If they are discovered by the hurricane wolf, it will be troublesome.

When you met the eldest son, don't forget to say hello to me, and what he promised me last time! "

"Third elders, don't worry, our young master bought you a big house in Qingyang City long ago. Then your whole family can live in, and you don't have to suffer in the mountains anymore."

"That's fine, let my nephew go with you this time." Lang Sangui said, and stretched out his hand to pull a fat boy in his early twenties to his front.

This fat boy was covered in silk and fat, and he was wearing a big gold chain around his neck. Someone who didn't know he thought it was the young master of the big family.

I really don’t know how it was raised in this big mountain.

"Yes!" Zhang Youcai hesitated, then smiled and nodded.

As soon as Zhang Youcai was walking, Lang Sangui grimly said to a young man in wolf skin: "Wolf seventeen, it's up to you next. Remember, if you can't bring Li Wenhao's head, I want yours. Human head!"

The appearance of the wolf seventeen or twenty seventy-eight, he was young, but his eyes were as scary as a hungry wolf, his body was covered with scars, and even his face was bitten by a wild animal.

He did not speak, turned around and left.

"You, presumptuous!" Lang Sangui pointed at the back of Wolf Seventeen, furious.

"San Shu Gong, this Wolf Seventeen relies on his mount to be the Storm Wolf King, and he is less and less of you."

"Yes, it looks like a white-eyed wolf, not familiar with it!"

"Let me say, find a chance to get rid of it, it will save you endless troubles."

A few cronies chatted on the side, chewing their tongues.

Lang Sangui's face became more and more ugly, and he roared: "Shut up, none of you can get the approval of Dust Wind Wolf. I don't rely on him, who do you rely on?

Rely on you?

Can you command the Hurricane Wolves? "

At this moment, a group of people shut up.

Outside the room, Wolf Seventeen pressed his ears to the wall, his eyes getting colder and colder.

On the way back to the wolf den, a few wolf villagers walked in with a dozen crying children.

These children were all around eleven or twelve years old, and they just knew something. They looked at the giant wolves everywhere around them, so scared they didn't dare to cry.

Wolf Seventeen's face became more and more ugly. He was not from Wolf Village, and like these children, he was a wolf slave bought from outside.

After being sent to the wolf den and growing up with the blast wolf cubs, less than half of them will survive in the end.

His name is Wolf Eighteen, and he is the eighteenth wolf slave in Wolf Village approved by the Dustwind Wolf King.

It is for this reason that he has a little status in Wolf Village.

However, if something happens to his wolf king, or a new wolf king appears, he will not survive!

In Wolf Village, people are not as good as wolves, and the wolf is buried with the wolf slave!

"Roar," in the valley, a giant white wolf walked out slowly, about 1.5 meters tall and more than two meters long without the tail. Where is a wolf, it is a tiger at all.

"Tiger head, let's go hunting!"

Wolf Seventeen rolled over and rode on the back of the wolf. The Great Wind Wolf King let out a wolf howl, and ten thousand wolves echoed, and the entire mountain forest was completely overwhelmed by the wolf howl.

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"The whole army listens to the order and speeds up!"

In the Wolf Valley, the Fire Crow Army lined up an arrow formation, rushing through the wolves.

Li Wenhao stood at the forefront and opened the way. With a stroke of the spear, several wild wolves were cut in half.

There are tens of thousands of wild wolves all around. These wolves are generally larger in size and taller than human beings.

Twenty golden armored men guarding both sides, their bodies gleaming with gold, and the giant mace in their hands waving like an impenetrable dam, repelling the attacks of the wolves again and again.

Ehu, with a few generals, postponed, Zhang Wenhe stood in the middle and treated the wounded who had returned to the center of the formation.

Although the scene was critical, there was not much damage overall.

"Woo," the howling of wolves in the valley suddenly became louder, and ordinary wild wolves separated left and right, and hundreds of tiger-like giant wolves appeared.

The cyan light flashed, and hundreds of gusting wolves flashed past, the speed was astonishing, and it was in front of you in an instant.

"Don't panic, everyone, slash yourself in front of you!"

Li Wenhao roared, stabbing the spear forcefully in his hand, drawing a black line, and shooting directly at the leading Storm Wolf King.

"Hey," The Dust Wind Wolf King suddenly accelerated, and went out of the way. The sharp claws tore Li Wenhao's armor to pieces.

Wolf Seventeen waved with one hand, and the long knife in his hand struck a black light and slashed in the wind.

Li Wenhao didn't dodge in a hurry, a white light flashed on his body, and a spiritual armor appeared.

In the fourth-order resuscitation state, the acupuncture points in the body are fully opened, and the spiritual power is greatly increased, which can condense the spiritual power armor on the body surface.

Li Wenhao had hidden his own rank, now finally released.

"Kachacha," the long knife collided with the spiritual armor, making a harsh sound, bursting out a series of sparks.

"Fourth Tier!" The Seventeenth Wolf was taken aback, and his legs were about to flee. He was a quasi-third Tier, even if he was riding a Tier Two Hurricane Wolf King, he had no choice but to face a Tier Four.

"Where to go, Dulong Diamond!"

Li Wenhao let out a roar, and pierced his spear fiercely, "pounce," at the critical moment, a hurricane wolf took the initiative to pounce and stand in front of the gun.

"Ding, kill a Tier 1 Storm Wolf, get a Tier 1 Storm Wolf mount, a hundred yuan of profound beast food, and a military spectacle."