New Life Objective (3)
Editor: Atlas Studios
With a strong tug!
In the next moment, an even stronger force stopped the Gray Werewolf's momentum and dragged it back to Zhou Jing.
Before it could land on the ground, Zhou Jing let go of the chain. He held the saber with both hands and slashed directly at it.
A cold saber light flashed, cutting through the Gray Werewolf's vision.
Its neck passed through the horizontal incoming blade.
Splat!
A huge wolf head spun and soared into the sky, and the blood shot up four to five meters into the air.
The headless corpse passed by Zhou Jing and staggered a few steps forward before falling to the ground behind him.
"Huuuuu…."
Zhou Jing exhaled the breath he had been holding in his body. He casually shook off the coagulating blood on the blade before sheathing it.
In front of Jason's current physique, a medium-risk beast was like a quail. He did not even need to pull out all his cards and could kill it head-on.