Leng Xuan smiled coldly when he saw the white wolf coming threateningly, and the golden light wrapped his fist smoothly. He directly ignored the opponent's sharp claws and punched him. When the two came into contact, Leng Xuan and Bailang took two steps back each, and Leng Xuan shouted, "Come again!" After speaking, he waved his steel fist again to meet them.

   This time, when the two touched, Leng Xuan did not move, but Bai Lang took a few steps back. "Come again!" Leng Xuan said coldly. The white wolf seemed to feel Leng Xuan's contempt, and couldn't help roaring again and again. He quickly moved his feet and rushed up with his claws. Leng Xuan's physical strength was multiplied several times under the effect of the Heaven Defying Art. The iron fist attacked, carrying the wind of thunder, and with a bang, the body of the white wolf was directly knocked out, and hit several big trees before falling to the ground. The white wolf struggled to get up from the ground, and finally there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

  Leng Xuan's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of White Wolf in the blink of an eye. When he punched again, the white wolf didn't dare to pick it up again, but dodged to the side. Leng Xuan couldn't help laughing when he saw this. Although the speed of this white wolf was very fast, it still did not pose any threat to him. When the white wolf dodged again to dodge, Leng Xuan also moved his body to maximize his speed. Following behind the white wolf like a shadow, the white wolf couldn't help being horrified. After running continuously, seeing that Leng Xuan was still unable to shake off, he immediately let out a wolf roar. Immediately, the werewolf who attacked Bingling immediately turned around and swooped towards Leng Xuan.

   Leng Xuan sneered, this white wolf actually wanted to use these cannon fodder to block himself. With his strength, how could he be stopped by these white wolves. His speed increased again, killing gods when encountering gods, killing Buddhas when encountering Buddhas, and any enemy blocking him, all turned into a pile of blood rain. Although he is not afraid of these werewolves, there are too many of them. Moreover, they were not afraid of death, and they rushed towards him desperately. As a result, his speed involuntarily slowed down. He snorted, but seeing the golden light flickering in his hand, the Dragon Subduing Staff instantly appeared in the palm of his hand. He raised the dragon-subduing staff, and then suddenly threw it at the white wolf not far ahead. The Dragon Subduing Staff suddenly turned into a beam of golden light and quickly attacked the White Wolf. The white wolf was tired of running at the moment. When he felt the danger behind him and looked back, he saw that the golden light was already in front of him. At this point, it was too late to escape. He could only turn around and use all his strength to resist.

  However, the power of the Dragon Subduing Staff was something he could resist in a hurry. When the golden light fell on him, he only felt a huge force coming, knocking his body into the air. When he landed on the ground, he opened his mouth and spit out blood. At this moment, Leng Xuan had already rushed over from behind. He stretched out his hand, and the Dragon Subduing Staff immediately returned to his hand.

   With the Dragon Subduing Staff in his hand, Leng Xuan's aura immediately increased rapidly. He raised the dragon-subduing staff high, ignoring the terrified eyes of the white wolf, and slammed it down.

   Only heard the sound of 'bang', and the body of the white wolf was torn apart, and the flesh was blurred. When the white wolf died, his body gradually returned to its original shape, becoming the appearance of a middle-aged man. And as soon as the white wolf died, those werewolves who were chasing behind also stopped their offensive immediately and did not dare to move forward. Leng Xuan pointed at the dragon subduing rod in his hand and said coldly, "Go away!" In his shouts, the werewolves began to slowly back away. At this moment, only a high-pitched wolf howl was heard from the depths of the jungle. The voice was like an order, and the werewolves quickly turned around and ran back. After a while, they all disappeared into the dark jungle.