"A one-hit kill?!"

"So powerful."

"Young Master Qin is truly formidable."

"..."

White Crane and the others widened their eyes, gazing at the two corpses on the ground in shock.

Werewolves in their wolf transformation state have astonishing defensive and recovery power, and only silver weapons can harm them. Yet Young Master Qin managed to so effortlessly kill two werewolves.

"Weak, these two werewolves are too weak."

Qin Yang's lips curled into a cold smile.

No matter how strong a werewolf's recovery power is, his attack directly destroyed Areneo and Kurt's hearts. Even if they had heaven-defying recovery abilities, they would still die!

Back then, when Qin Yang was an Intermediate Immortal Warrior, he could already deal with the Night Baron of the Wolf Race. These two werewolves were even weaker than the Night Baron.

Now that Qin Yang has the strength of the Immortal Master Realm, naturally, it is easy to kill two ordinary werewolves in one move.

"Kurt! Areneo!"

Viscount Gusa's face changed dramatically, a hint of disbelief in his blood-red eyes.

At this moment, the two wolf corpses on the ground began to change, and a few seconds later, their wolf features disappeared, revealing their original Western faces.

"Damn it, you dare to kill the members of my Bordeaux Clan, this Viscount will eat you alive today!"

Viscount Gusa's eyes were blood-red, his clothes began to tear, and his body quickly grew taller.

Two meters, three meters, four meters... five and a half meters!

In just two breaths, Viscount Gusa transformed into a werewolf standing five and a half meters tall, his entire body covered with tough black fur, his mouth full of sharp teeth, his aura far more powerful than that of Kurt and Areneo.

"It actually exceeded five meters."

Qin Yang's gaze slightly concentrated.

A werewolf's strength is greatly related to its size; every meter increase in height results in a qualitative leap in power. Therefore, the taller the body, the stronger the power.

The strength of the werewolf before him far surpasses that of Kurt and Areneo, as well as the Night Baron.

"Despicable Easterner, die, Wolf Clan Combat Skill, Mad Wolf's Claw!"

Viscount Gusa roared, his blood-red eyes filled with brutality.

Swish!

On Viscount Gusa's sharp wolf claws, a cold gleam flashed, and he viciously swung them at Qin Yang.

"Humph."

Qin Yang snorted coldly, raised his right hand, and the Purple Blood Soft Sword appeared in his hand. After infusing Spiritual Power into it, it emitted a strange purple blood light with Sword Aura flashing on the blade.

Clang~!

Qin Yang slashed at the sharp wolf claw, producing a crisp sound of metal clashing. Taking advantage of the force, he leaped up and swiftly delivered another sharp strike, slashing at Viscount Gusa's shoulder, carving out a blood wound half a foot deep.

Viscount Gusa let out a cry of pain, his body staggered back two steps, then he roared furiously and attacked Qin Yang again.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Qin Yang wielded the Purple Blood Soft Sword, Sword Qi crisscrossing, slicing deep grooves into the ground, and covering Viscount Gusa's enormous wolf body with blood marks. He intermittently howled in pain.

"Young Master Qin is so strong!"

Watching the intense battle between one man and one wolf, White Crane exclaimed, filled with awe. The aura emanating from Viscount Gusa was so intimidating that he dared not approach; instead, he was being suppressed under Young Master Qin's pace.

Viscount Gusa suddenly swung his wolf tail fiercely at Qin Yang, forcing him back two steps, allowing Viscount Gusa to widen the distance between them.

"Bastard, how dare you harm the great Viscount of the Wolf Race like this."

Much of Viscount Gusa's fur was stained with blood. Even with his impressive recovery as a werewolf, he felt significant pain at this moment.

"Wolf Clan Combat Skill, Scream of Fear."

Viscount Gusa's eyes turned incredibly red as a beast-like roar emanated from his throat.

Buzz~!

An invisible sound wave spread out, and the sound, like a demonic melody, invaded one's mind.

As the sound wave spread, not far away, White Crane and the three Grand Elders Hai Feng, Sea Huo, and Hai Lei all turned pale. A deep fear of the massive five-meter-tall werewolf arose in their hearts, and their Inner Power at this moment couldn't flow smoothly.

"Jie jie, lowly Easterner, become consumed by endless fear under my scream."

Seeing Qin Yang no longer moving, Viscount Gusa laughed strangely and suddenly lunged, intending to strike Qin Yang's head mercilessly with his sharp wolf claw.

But just as the sharp claw swung at Qin Yang, he suddenly raised his head, a cold smile on his lips.

"You're celebrating a bit too early."

Qin Yang flickered, easily dodging the heavy blow of the wolf claw, and then the Purple Blood Soft Sword glowed brightly, slicing toward Viscount Gusa without mercy.

Pu chi!

Blood sprayed, and the Purple Blood Soft Sword sliced diagonally from the left side of Viscount Gusa's wolf head, creating a bloody gash on the ferocious wolf head.

"Ah, my left eye!"

Viscount Gusa cried out in pain, the Purple Blood Soft Sword had just cut through his left eye.

This fierce blow made Viscount Gusa a one-eyed wolf.

"Impossible, you were affected by my Scream of Fear, and you're still able to move!"

Viscount Gusa disregarded the pain in his left eye and howled.

"Heh, just a trivial sound wave with a hint of fear, trying to interfere with me?"

Qin Yang sneered.

Viscount Gusa's "Scream of Fear" was a Spiritual Attack, but to Qin Yang, this form of attack was too simple.

When the sound wave hit, the three stars in Qin Yang's Sea of Consciousness briefly shimmered, and the fear carried by the sound wave vanished without a trace.

"Since you dared to invade my Feipu Manor, I believe you should be prepared to face death."

Qin Yang's expression turned cold as he retracted the Purple Blood Soft Sword, clearly having no intention of sparing this werewolf.

"Flying Sword Skill, Golden Sword Shatters Mystic Armor."

Qin Yang formed a mystical Sword Seal with his hands, the Gold Spiritual Power within him frantically gathering into the Sword Seal, forming a small sword glowing with dazzling golden light.

After the golden little sword formed, it left Qin Yang's palm, grew rapidly in the wind, and soon reached the size of a typical Treasure Sword, floating mid-air before Qin Yang.

Seeing the sword body shining with brilliant golden light, a deep, unsettling fear emerged in Viscount Gusa's pupils.

"Impossible, the great Viscount of the Wolf Race will not die here!"

Viscount Gusa shook his large wolf head with a grim look on his face, roaring as if making some determination, a glint of ruthlessness flashed in his one good eye.

In his wolf claw, at some point, appeared a transparent glass bottle, inside which floated a drop of black blood filled with immense energy.

"That liquid is... Poison Bottle Liquid?!"

Qin Yang's gaze slightly condensed.

Having obtained the Blade of Evil, Qin Yang also researched some things about the Western werewolves. He knew there were several sacred artifacts revered by werewolves.

Aside from the Blade of Evil in his possession, there was also a sacred artifact called the "Poison Bottle." Drinking the mutated blood within the Poison Bottle could make a werewolf even more frenzied, greatly increasing their power, though it also had certain side effects.

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