Master of Beasts

"How do you want to die?"

Xiao Yang's indifferent voice fell in Zhuo Lin's ears, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, causing his body to tremble rapidly.

dead?

Who is this bastard, why should he die!

"Kill me, you never want to find the treasure house of those big families!" Zhuo Lin stared at Xiao Yang, with a deep threat in his voice.

He thought that Xiao Yang, like Han Hu and others, were both murderous demons, and as long as he was given enough benefits, he could save his life.

Unfortunately, until now, he still doesn't know the real reason for Xiao Yang's anger.

"What a scum."

With a light sigh, Xiao Yang raised the Snow Sword in his hand, with sharp eyes, flashing across Zhuo Lin's eyes like lightning, bringing up a cold blade of light.

"what!"

The severe pain from the blindness caused Zhuo Lin to scream. His two palms just wanted to cover his eyes, and the sharp blades flashed back.

"Huh!"

Two **** arms flew up, Xiao Yang's eyes were cold, and the snow knife in his hand swung towards Zhuo Lin's legs again.

He would not show any mercy to such an inhuman beast.

"Chang!"

The snow knife slid into the ground, and Xiao Yang tightened the black robe on his body and walked forward without looking back.

Zhuo Lin, who had been cut into a stick, was wriggling on the ground in pain, screaming again and again, but in this case, even if he wanted to die, it was difficult for him to do it, and he could only endure endless torture.

"The front is the gathering place, right."

Looking at the relatively well-preserved high wall ahead, Xiao Yang murmured.

The beast tide, he had also experienced before, the bloodstone pass was very similar.

Once a wave of beasts erupts, the surviving spirit masters will automatically gather in one place to resist the impact of spirit beasts, but few people choose to escape.

After all, in this case, once an order is placed, it is probably a dead word.

"Boom!"

A dull voice suddenly sounded, and the ground under my feet trembled uncontrollably, and some of the smaller stones shook endlessly.

"The beast tide is here again!"

The terrified scream sounded from nowhere.

Standing on a huge boulder, Xiao Yang was able to see the densely packed spirit beasts, like a moving black cloud, rushing towards here, with amazing aura.

At this time, many figures appeared on the high wall, and they began to counterattack with solemn expressions.

The strength of these people are all at the spiritual master level, as for the half-step Lingpan, no one has appeared yet.

Fortunately, the group of spirit beasts that constitute the tide of beasts is not too strong, and even if there is no half-step spirit pan-level strong, it will not be annihilated.

"Fire beast, Yanhu!"

"Xuanmu commander, Wanyeyu!"

"..."

An angry shout sounded, and a powerful offensive fell into the beast tide, bursting into a cloud of blood fog. Looking at the cooperation of these people, it was obvious that they had a certain amount of experience.

However, this relaxed situation did not last long. A fiery red spirit beast in the beast tide caused many people's faces to suddenly change.

"Yanfeng Arrow Lord!"

"Tier Nine!"

Standing in the midst of the beast tide, a flame armored flame front arrow master, slightly squeezed his palm, and a gorgeous flame bow quickly condensed out, and immediately it looked on the city wall with a sharp cold light in its eyes.

Looking at the flame front arrow owner, many people on the high wall looked pale.

Every time a ninth-tier lord-level spirit beast appears, even if it can be resolved successfully in the end, the casualties will be extremely huge.

Last time, a ninth-tier high lord-level thunderbolt eagle made them pay the price of two eighth-tier spirit masters.

"call out!"

The main finger of Yanfeng Arrow loosened, and the extremely sharp arrow surrounded the fiery flames and shot towards the crowd on the high wall. The fiery-red airflow rapidly revolved around the arrow, as if it formed a size of ten feet. Pillar of fire.

However, that pillar of fire, all over his body, exudes a fierce aura.

High Lord Level Spirit Skill, Yan Feng Arrow!

"Withdraw, give me all withdrawals!"

Because of fear, a slightly hoarse voice spread across the high wall.

If this arrow exploded, it would instantly turn into thousands of sharp arrows, harvesting the spiritual masters on the high walls like cutting leeks!

"Water marsh spider, muddy water net!"

A man bit his head and issued an order to his spirit beast.

"Gurulu!"

The water marsh spider of the eighth-order high lord level, the two spider legs located in the front swept quickly, and a dense water-colored spider silk web was outlined in the air, ready to hardly shake the incoming Yanfeng arrow.

"laugh!"

Yan Feng's arrow hit the muddy water net and immediately stretched it fiercely, but the flame on it was quickly extinguished. This attack was a fluke that was resisted.

However, everyone had no time to cheer.

"Wow!"

A purple figure suddenly jumped out of the beast tide, tearing the spirit beasts in front all the way to pieces, and then violently leaped up to the high wall. The two black pupils appeared to be particularly bloodthirsty.

"Purple Thunder Wolf of Tier Nine!"

Looking at the purple thunder wolf that suddenly rushed to the high wall, many people's hearts were filled with endless despair.

The water marsh spider can block the Yanfeng arrow because of its attribute restraint, but its turbid water web is completely vulnerable to the purple thunder wolf!

really.

The thunderous claws of the purple thunder wolf were printed on the muddy water net, and the body of the water marsh spider suddenly broke into several wounds, and then retreated wildly, dying.

But the huge claws of the Purple Thunder Wolf were cast away unabated, severely torn to the head of the Water Marsh Spider Spiritist.

It's over...

The same thought popped up in everyone's hearts, and the man also gave a miserable laugh.

Are you going to be buried here today...

Just when the sharp claws of the purple thunder wolf were less than half an inch away from the man, a fierce wind suddenly screamed, and the leg wind that it brought up slammed the purple thunder wolf's lower abdomen fiercely.

"Boom!"

Spiritual power ripples spread, and the purple thunder wolf's body suddenly flew down, slamming heavily into the ground below, blood spurting in his mouth, obviously there was not much time to live.

Standing on the edge of the high wall, Xiao Yang slowly retracted his legs, his expression indifferent.

With the strength of his Tier 2 Lingpan, kicking a lord-level spirit beast to death is undoubtedly a simple matter.

In Lingpan's eyes, there is not much difference between a lord-level spirit beast and an apostle-level spirit beast.

Seeing the black robe figure that suddenly flashed to the front, the man's face was dull, and everyone on the high wall was also dumbfounded.

Kick the purple thunder wolf?

This is too scary!

"Chi Yan~www.NovelMTL.com~ hands on."

Ignoring the shocked people behind, Xiao Yang said lightly.

"Huh!"

Two-color flames rose up on the sharp claws, and the red flames directly turned into the size of six-tailed holy foxes, rushing in the spirit beasts group. The six blade-like fire tails, each sweeping, will create a vacuum zone.

"This……"

The people on the high wall looked at the spirit beasts that were constantly falling down, their faces shocked.

When did Xuan Luocheng give birth to such a young and powerful man again?

Standing on the edge of the high wall, Xiao Yang looked down at the fallen spirit beasts below, without any relaxation.

Now, it's just the beginning.

(End of this chapter)