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The injured silver-backed jackal kept chasing her, and she seemed to want to take revenge!

Qing'er and Yun Zheng ran in front, as if worried that Yun Zheng would not be able to keep up. Qing'er kept holding Yun Zheng's hand - it must be said that Qing'er, a girl who looks soft and weak, has a very strong hand!

"Stop!" Yun Zheng suddenly spoke after running for a minute.

"What!?" Qing'er, who was running in front, blinked her beautiful eyes in disbelief and asked panting.

"I said, let's stop! Continue running will only waste your energy!" After a brief moment of excitement, perhaps finding some belief. At this time, Yun Zheng seemed very calm, turned around and stared at the silver-backed jackal, and explained in a deep voice: "We are too small and we run too slowly, so we can't run four-legged silver-backed jackal!"

"This soul beast is very cunning. Your attack made it afraid of attacking rashly, so it kept hanging us on purpose, chasing us from behind, wasting our physical strength. When our physical strength was exhausted, it would pounce!"

It is true that Qing'er has a strong physique and Yun Zheng has a lot of strength, but neither physical nor strength can change their current physical deficiency.

A six-year-old child is a six-year-old child. No matter how hard he flies, he will never be much faster!

Qing'er was very smart. After hearing Yun Zheng's explanation, she also understood the pros and cons, and asked subconsciously: "What should we do now!"

"Counterattack!" Yun Zheng spit out these two words without any hesitation!

Afterwards, Yun Zheng was worried that Qing'er would not have confidence and added: "This silver-backed jackal had only five hundred years of cultivation. Even with the blessing of moonlight, it would only be six hundred years of strength. Your martial soul has a deterrent effect on beasts. You and I can kill you!"

"Can it work..." Qing'er was still a little hesitant.

Yun Zheng's intentions remained unchanged and said word by word: "If we continue to drag on, our chances of winning will only get lower and lower!"

Comparing physical strength with a soul beast living in the wild is a very stupid thing!

"Okay!" Qing'er made up her mind under Yun Zheng's persuasion, and drew her head heavily. A hint of heroism flashed between her eyebrows, saying, "Your martial soul is an ice bow, good at attacking from afar. I'll throw you out later. Find a place to hide. I'll attract the attention of the Silver-Backed Jackal. You can take the opportunity to attack it!"

Obviously, Qing'er regarded Yun Zheng as a weak person who needed protection.

This is not that Qing'er looked down on Yun Zheng, after all, in Qing'er's eyes, Yun Zheng now doesn't even have the first soul ring!

After saying that, Qing'er threw Yun Zheng out without saying anything. Yun Zheng wanted to explain something, but saw that Qing'er had summoned the giant golden dragon martial soul. The loud dragon roar sounded, and the faint dragon breath made the century-old silver-backed jackal froze in place, and even forgot to slaughter!

The dragon clan martial soul, especially the top dragon clan martial soul, often has a natural shock to soul beasts. Although Qing'er's giant golden dragon is a mutant martial soul, it is also an extremely top dragon clan martial soul. A silver-backed jackal naturally dare not act rashly in front of him.

Of course, this is just a shock. It is impossible for the silver-backed jackal to escape when he sees the wind. After all, Qing'er is just the martial soul of the dragon clan, not the bloodline of the dragon clan.

After a brief stiffness, the silver-white jackal also realized that he was being played with and his ferociousness became even more intense!

But this had no effect on Qing'er. She had completed possession of martial souls. The golden dragon scales covered Qing'er's arms like armor. Her originally dark eyes turned golden. She was obviously only over one meter three meters tall, but she exuded a heroic and charismatic temperament like a Valkyrie!

"The first soul skill, giant spirit breath!"

Qing'er did not hesitate and used the same trick again. Her mouth was opened and the golden light pierced out like a sword blade!

Qing'er is only level 10 now, with only one soul ring and only one soul skill, and she can only hope for this soul skill!

Unfortunately, the silver-backed jackal is also brainy. He has been injured by this soul skill before. How could Qing'er succeed this time?

Under the moonlight, the silver-backed jackal jumped and avoided the attack. Then, it seemed that he knew that Qing'er had lost his skills, so he jumped high and rushed towards Qing'er!

The silver-backed jackal fell down with one claw, Qing'er protected her heart with her arms, and the wolf claws and dragon scales rubbed out a fire under the night. Fortunately, Qing'er kicked her legs backward at a critical moment, and removed a lot of force. Although she was knocked out, it was not a big deal.

But when the silver-backed jackal saw that it failed to hit, it wanted to chase after Qing'er's dragon scales - Qing'er's arms were too hard. This time, the silver-backed jackal was not ready to use its claws, and it was about to bite Qing'er's neck directly!

Faced with the silver-backed jackal that came again, Qing'er was a little desperate. The bloody mouth was getting closer and closer. Qing'er never felt that death was so close to her!

Whoosh!

But at this moment, an ice blue line styled the dark night, and an arrow made of pure ice crystals hit the big mouth with a fishy smell in the silver-backed jackal!

Almost all living beings have two weaknesses, eyes and throat!

Yun Zheng has only been awakened by his martial soul for six months, and has only practiced the bow shooting technique for six months. No matter how talented a genius is, he cannot accurately hit the beast eye that moves rapidly in the night after just six months of practice. It may be that there is such a genius, but obviously Yun Zheng is not.

All Yun Zheng could aim is the throat of the silver-backed jackal!

However, this arrow did not kill the silver-backed jackal. It wailed again and whimpered on the ground.

Yun Zheng had long expected this. He was as useless as ever. It was his expectation that he could not kill him with one blow. Isn’t this possible?

Yun Zheng jumped directly from a tree canopy, pounced at the silver-backed jackal, grabbed the arrow with both hands, and poked it in. Before the silver-backed jackal could even wail again, the arrow had already pierced the sky spirit cover from its throat, and blood was pouring out. A bright yellow soul ring rose, and the silver-backed jackal was left with only the last hesitation of muscles and nerves!

After seeing this soul ring, Qing'er and Yun Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. Qing'er, who was exhausted, collapsed to the ground without any image.

"Roar..." But just when the two thought everything had passed, a low roar in the dark made their hair stand up!

After one wave of affair, another wave of affair was rising, and another silver-backed jackal came after him!

This is a silver-backed jackal that has been forty-hundred years. With the blessing of the moonlight, it has a strength of five hundred years, which is even stronger than most soul masters of level ten!

The figure of the silver-backed jackal walked out of the darkness and looked at the dead silver-backed jackal. A hint of hatred and fear flashed in its eyes - the lesson of the car, the teacher of the back of the car saw the miserable situation of the silver-backed jackal in front of him, and thought that this silver-backed jackal would not easily expose its weaknesses!

"Yun Zheng..." Qing'er called Yun Zheng softly, her voice trembling a little.

After the previous raid and the use of the first soul skill twice in a row, Qing'er's physical strength and soul power have been consumed. Coupled with the claw attack of the silver-backed jackal before, Qing'er's arms are still numb now, and she really doesn't have much power to fight again at this time!

Of course Yun Zheng knew this, but Yun Zheng did not give up or despair, but showed a helpless smile.

In the night, Yun Zheng suddenly pondered: "The first soul skill, armed, and changed!"

Kakka--

The next moment, the beautiful and exquisite Frost Sky Feather Bow appeared again, and the gorgeous ice bow surprised Qing'er again, but this time, Qing'er's vision was more on the yellow soul ring of Frost Sky Feather!

As the soul ring lit up, the Frost Sky Feather Bow in Yun Zheng's hand suddenly became ice chips. The ice chips were spiritual and lingered around Yun Zheng like butterflies.

At the same time, Yun Zheng turned his head and said softly to Qing'er: "Speak first, I'm not a monster, I'm just born with great strength!"

When facing wild beasts, turning your head is a taboo, and so is soul beasts!

The silver-backed jackal pounced on Yun Zheng's moment of turning his head, trying to kill Yun Zheng!

Yun Zheng seemed to have not realized it and murmured in a chanting voice: "The real name is Jiefang! Frost Word!"

As Yun Zheng finished speaking, the ice chips flying around Yun Zheng were reshaped at this moment, and an eponymous squirrel with the same gorgeous style appeared in Yun Zheng's hands!

Yun Zheng doesn’t know any halberd technique, marksmanship, stick technique or stick technique. He only has simple power!

Yun Zheng turned around suddenly, and the halberd in his hand fell like a thunderous star, hitting heavily on the head of the silver-backed jackal!

A loud thunder sound came out, and the silver-white jackal's eyes turned white in an instant, and the skull shattered directly!

The yellow soul ring rose, and the century-old silver-backed jackal was killed by Yun Zheng's blow!

This time, it was the first time that Yun Zheng had given his all to do his best since he traveled through time!

Qing'er, who witnessed everything, was crazy at this moment...

The boy's pretty and tender face was serious and ruthless that was inconsistent with his appearance. Under the moonlight, the boy was as white as jade. Although the halberd in his hand was a weapon, it was as beautiful as something in the heavenly palace. The black hair and ice chips danced in the air, outlining a beautiful picture!
Chapter completed!