"Damn it, forcing the great Viscount Gusa to swallow this precious Poison Bottle Liquid!"
Viscount Gusa opened the bottle and swallowed the droplet of black liquid directly.
Boom~!
Violent energy rampaged within Viscount Gusa's body, and his enormous wolf form began to grow taller once again.
Five ters seven, five ters eight... six ters, six ters one!
"Six ters breached."
Qin Yang's eyes narrowed slightly; breaking through six ters ant this guy's strength had significantly improved.
At this mont, Viscount Gusa's entire body hair started to take on a faint reddish hue, and his scarlet eyes were filled with violent intent.
"Is this werewolf going berserk?"
"Such violent power."
"..."
White Crane and others exclaid in shock.
"Ah-howl~!"
Viscount Gusa let out a roar to the sky, spreading sound waves that made people's ears go numb.
"Hmph, so what if your power increases? Today, I won't spare you!"
Qin Yang coldly glanced at the berserk Viscount Gusa, cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Go!"
Qin Yang's eyes turned cold, and his fingertips pointed toward Viscount Gusa.
Whew!
The Golden Sword Body transford into a stream of light, extrely swift, shooting toward Viscount Gusa.
Viscount Gusa saw it and brought together his giant wolf claws to clamp the Golden Sword Body, which was emitting golden light. However, after a slight pause, the Golden Sword Body's speed surged, slashing two blood wounds on his wolf claws and then directly piercing toward Gusa's chest.
"Pffss!"
The Golden Sword Body inserted halfway into Viscount Gusa's chest, scattering seconds later, causing blood to spray from his chest.
"Ah! Despicable Easterners, my Bordeaux Clan will not forgive you!"
Viscount Gusa let out a painful howl, and his enormous wolf form flashed at incredible speed, fleeing toward outside of the manor.
"Trying to escape?!"
Qin Yang's eyes flashed with cold light, and with a gesture, the Purple Blood Soft Sword appeared in his hand, chasing after Viscount Gusa.
Viscount Gusa's height reached six ters, towering two stories high, his colossal form barreling through the manor's forbidden zone toward the exit.
The massive figure crashed the street lamps and benches along the road sides into fragnts.
"Is that the Western werewolf?!"
"Such a tall and terrifying werewolf."
"Is the one chasing him Young Master Qin?"
"..."
Many people inside the manor exclaid in shock upon witnessing this scene.
"This beast is so fast."
Qin Yang's expression darkened; Viscount Gusa in berserk werewolf state was incredibly quick.
"Rain of Blades."
Qin Yang ford hand signs with his fingertips, and hundreds of blue Wind Blades took shape in the air, then shot violently toward Viscount Gusa's wolf body back.
Whew! Whew! Whew!
Hundreds of blue Wind Blade Slashes landed on Viscount Gusa's back, slicing multiple blood wounds, albeit not deep ones, given his incredible defense in the wolf transformation state.
"Damn it, I swear my Bordeaux Clan will flatten this place!"
Viscount Gusa, his back in severe pain, let out a roar. A glass bottle filled with dark green fog appeared in his wolf claws.
"Corrosive Poisonous Fog."
Viscount Gusa roared, crushing the bottle with the green fog inside.
The dark green fog volatilized rapidly, causing grass and trees to turn yellow where it passed, newly green leaves beca riddled with small holes.
Whoosh!
After crushing the poison bottle, Viscount Gusa's wide wolf paws hit the ground, moving swiftly, soon engulfed by the spreading poisonous fog.
Qin Yang's eyes turned icy cold; this poisonous fog had little effect on him but could hurt others in the manor. He halted his steps imdiately.
"Clear Wind Technique."
Qin Yang perford hand signs, casting a Clear Wind Technique, a strong wind quickly blew away the pervasive dark green fog.
With the fog cleared, the surrounding grassland and several trees had turned yellow, yet Viscount Gusa's figure was gone.
"Spirit Rain Skill."
Qin Yang perford a small-scale Spirit Rain Skill, reviving the vitality of the plants, which sprouted green leaves anew.
Whoosh!
Qin Yang flickered, rushing toward the manor's exit.
In the parking lot at the foot of the hill, a Maybach had just sped out, inside it was the disheveled Viscount Gusa.
At this mont, Viscount Gusa had reverted to the face of a Westerner, pale as a sheet.
His left eye and shoulder bore blood marks, the forrly elegant and noble Caucasian face turned into a one-eyed dragon.
A few dozen slightly smaller blood marks on his back made lying against the seat unbearable.
"Damn it, damn it, despicable Huaxia people, I will kill everyone in this mountain villa!"
Viscount Gusa thought furiously, a savage glint in his solitary eye, yet he dared not delay, flooring the gas pedal to leave as soon as possible.
After consuming the Poison Bottle Liquid, he'd experience a period of weakness, but once the weakness passed, the residual "Poison Bottle Liquid" would make him stronger. That's why "Poison Bottle Liquid" is precious.
Qin Yang arrived at the manor's exit, but Viscount Gusa's figure had already vanished.
"Tracking Spirit Butterfly, appear!"
Qin Yang's eyes flashed coldly, his hands forming a complex seal, Spiritual Power flowing to his fingertips, converging into a graceful Spiritual Power butterfly.
"Help
track the person who just left here."
Qin Yang said.
The Spirit Butterfly flapped its crystalline wings, leaving Qin Yang's fingertips, briefly hesitating in the air filled with werewolf scent, rapidly locking direction and heading toward the parking lot.
The Spirit Butterfly hovered above a spot in the parking lot, circled around and then dissolved into light particles, indicating the werewolf's scent ended here.
Qin Yang lifted his head, spotting in the distance a Maybach speeding away, soon disappearing from view.
"It seems this foreign ghost has shed wolf form and escaped by car."
Qin Yang's eyes focused, unhesitatingly boarded the Maserati Quattroporte they'd arrived in. This car belonged to Ruan Xinxue; Qin Yang's Ferrari was at his Celestial Lake Villa District ho.
Qin Yang pressed the accelerator, speeding off, quickly rging into the city-bound traffic flow.
Qin Yang moved his heart and spirit, spreading his Divine Sense to perfectly control the Maserati Quattroporte, weaving through the traffic.
"Whoa, racing during broad daylight, so audacious."
"A Maybach just passed, now here cos a Maserati."
"..."
Drivers on the road marveled in amazent.
Whiz! Whiz! Whiz!
The Maserati Quattroporte overtook one car after another, speeding rapidly.
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