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Chapter 87: The tragedy of the lynx, a hundred wolves gather!(1/2)

The resistance of alien species and the ferocity of lynx,

In this fight, it was vividly displayed.

in a blizzard,

The two sides were fighting fiercely.

There is a gap between Lynx's strength and Sulin's.

After just a few rounds of fighting, they were completely suppressed.

The lynx was fighting,

While looking for a chance to escape.

But the speed that lynx is usually proud of,

In front of Su Lin, there is absolutely no place for him.

Tried to escape several times,

As a result, Su Lin caught up with him and hit him hard with his wolf claws.

The lynx had wounds all over its body.

No matter how strong the resistance of the alien species is,

But beneath the wounds, life force was still flowing crazily.

The lynx is not dominated by its vitality.

finally,

After another dozen or so fierce fights with Su Lin,

It started to be unable to hold on any longer.

It can feel its own weakness,

I even started to feel dizzy and vomiting due to excessive blood loss.

There were also several bloody and horrific wounds on his body.

From these wounds, you can see the bones inside!

Are you going to die?

This lynx with a fierce arrogance seems to have seen its own end!

As the king of Siberia,

In order to avoid being chased and intercepted by humans, he came to the North Pole.

I thought,

It can also kill in the Arctic, allowing all species to recognize it as the king.

But I didn’t expect that just a few days after arriving, I would die at the claws of this white wolf?

It is unwilling!

"Ouch!"

The clear and sharp roar of the lynx sounded again.

Under the strong desire to survive, it seems like a flashback,

Fighting with Su Lin again.

at this moment,

The lynx's strength value of approximately 120 and speed value exceeding 130 also seemed to have returned to its peak.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

...

The sounds of flesh and blood colliding, and the sound of sharp claws tearing apart flesh, sounded again in the blizzard.

The alien blood on the lynx,

The smell of blood is stronger than that of ordinary species,

The smell of blood began to spread along with the howling blizzard.

Faced with the lynx’s dying counterattack,

Su Lin was not afraid at all,

With cold eyes, he relied on his own speed to suppress the lynx.

Bang!

Su Lin struck hard with his claw again, sending the lynx's small body flying seven or eight meters away!

The lynx's body suddenly fell to the ground!

The turbulent ice and snow splashed wantonly.

The lynx's already small amount of blood spilled out of its mouth again.

It struggled to get up from the ground,

Facing the white wolf approaching,

There was a hint of shock in its eyes.

This white wolf is powerful beyond its imagination.

Originally it thought,

Relying on the latent talent, even if he loses to the White Wolf, he can still retreat with ease.

But the speed and attack power burst out by the white wolf,

Completely shattered his idea!

Under the hunting talent, those two powerful strikes,

Shocking its internal organs until they bleed,

It was those two blows,

It seems to be announcing the end of its peak career!

"Ouch!"

A sharp and shrill cry sounded!

The lynx doesn’t want to die!

It has not yet reached its true peak,

Just give it time and it can grow!

But this is just wishful thinking,

Just when the lynx just got up,

Another hard blow,

Hit it on the skull.

Bang!

As he was hit hard with strong force,

click,

The lynx only felt the hardest skull. Under continuous blows,

A crack was struck.

The pain from the skull spread throughout the nervous system throughout his body.

In the lynx’s green eyes,

There were already a lot of bright red blood streaks, but now it was even filled with blood in an instant.

It truly smells of death.

The lynx felt like she couldn't move.

It wanted to fight to death and bite off a piece of flesh and blood from the white wolf.

But it can't do it anymore.

His usually agile body was now unimaginably heavy.

Even if the lynx wants to howl again, it has become a luxury.
To be continued...
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