Chapter 957

Theophilus's body moved back, in an instant he raised his hand forming a sword shape. Three sharp sword energies slashed at Theodore, leaving three deep wounds that revealed bones on his body.

"Are you just itching me?"

The bone-deep wounds on Theodore's body completely healed within a few breaths, Theodore grinned widely, his mouth forming a malicious smile.

"Now I will show you the strength of Wolf Lord Theodore!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Theodore's figure vanished again. He used his claws to strike continuously at Theophilus, each claw creating a long white stream of air in the space. A sharp wind capable of cutting through iron and steel gradually formed a thin layer enveloping Theophilus, making it impossible for him to dodge.

Theodore's power was still far less than Leonel's, but each of his movements had a significant impact on the surrounding air.

"Is this all you have to defeat me?