From a commanding height, Shen Xuan clenched his right fist tightly, the purple-gold glow converging on its edge, carrying with it a faint sound of dragon's roar, and hurled it fiercely towards the back of the green-faced wolf!
"No!"
The green-faced wolf felt as if hit by a primordial monster from behind; its protective spirit light shattered instantly, and a spine-chilling crack sounded from its spine. Blood spurted wildly as it screamed, plummeting from the sky like a meteor.
Shen Xuan immediately followed, delivering another punch. The force penetrated the body, extinguishing all traces of life.
He snatched the green-faced wolf's storage pouch and the green wind attribute magical sword from midair, glanced briefly, and stored them away.
Then he promptly summoned the Black Gourd for corpse storing, absorbing the still-warm remains.
