Master of Beasts

"Next, it's time for me to attack."

Xiao Yang's slightly stern laughter spread, and the old man with blood bones looked at the buzzing and spinning wheel of ice and fire, and suddenly there was an unknown premonition in his heart.

Tan Ce is very likely to lose.

Even killed!

"Damn it, what kind of spirituality is this, it can integrate spiritual power!" The blood-boned old man's face was green.

Tan Ce is a fifth-order Lingpan, while Xiao Yang is only a third-order.

This was the first time he felt that his blood sacrifice was so vulnerable.

"I'm not mistaken, Xiao Yang actually combined the spiritual power of the fire attribute and the ice attribute!"

"It didn't even explode? This is impossible!"

"Who can tell me how powerful the combination of fire attribute and ice attribute will be?"

The shocked noise resounded through the mouths of many disciples.

Combining spiritual power, this kind of method, ordinary people can't even think about it.

This is also the first time Xiao Yang has performed in front of the disciples of the Four Small Peaks.

"Melting spiritual power?" Tan Ce stared at Xiao Yang's palm, the rapidly spinning light wheel, his heart sank suddenly.

Only then did he remember that Xiao Yang swallowed dozens of Mingquan Fruits and destroyed the rumors of the Bai Family.

When he heard it for the first time, he undoubtedly sneered.

A little spirit master, even if he swallows more ghost spring fruit, it is impossible to have that kind of power, because his spirit beast and spiritual skills will not increase with it.

But now, he didn't believe it any more.

Combining two kinds of spiritual power, and adding dozens of Mingquan Fruits to create a strong explosion, it is indeed possible to destroy the Bai family and kill the strong spirit emperor!

"However, it was you who swallowed the fruit of Mingquan."

With a sharp look in his eyes, Tan Ce grinned and said: "You are now much weaker than you were at the Bai family. You want to scare me away, wishful thinking."

"Spirituality, bloodblade!"

Tan Ce's voice full of killing intent fell, and a blood knife about ten feet in size quickly formed in front of him, and a stream of red blood revolved around the blade of the blood knife at high speed.

"cut!"

With a wave of his right hand downward, Tan Ce's violent shout resounded through the sky.

"Huh!"

A blood knife about ten feet long, tearing the air and bringing up a vague blood light, hit Xiao Yang on the stone platform immediately, and the sharp wind broke continuously.

"go with!"

With his eyes narrowed slightly, Xiao Yang waved his palm, and the rotating ice and fire light wheel greeted him with a squeak. The sharp edge of the light wheel cut the space into the road.

In the nervous eyes of everyone.

The blood knife and the light wheel collided fiercely in the upper half of the stone platform, and the dull explosion sound spread all around, shaking everyone's minds and buzzing.

"Chang!"

In the midair on the stone platform, the blade of the blood knife and the edge of the light wheel shook with precision and hard, and dazzling sparks splashed at the place of self-convergence.

For a time, it was difficult to distinguish the outcome between the two.

"Asshole."

With a fierce light flashing in his eyes, Tan Ce gritted his teeth and severely cut off his wrist with his sharp fingertips. The red blood drops quickly fell into the blood knife.

Supplemented by blood qi, the blood knife shines brightly, pressing down the light wheel below it continuously.

"Haha!"

Tan Ce, whose face was pale due to excessive blood loss, saw this scene, his face suddenly smirked again: "Break me!"

In his heart, the victory of this battle will definitely belong to him.

"Then break it." Xiao Yang muttered as he looked at the ice-fire light wheel that was in the downwind, and the spiritual power in the first and second spiritual gates whizzed out without reservation.

"Crack!"

A series of dazzling cracks spread on the surface of the blood knife, and the eyes of the blood bone old man were chilly.

The blood sacrifice he was so proud of was crushed...

A sound of glass shattering sounded abruptly in the air. The blood knives full of cracks shattered into fragments in the sky, and the spinning wheel of ice and fire quickly passed through it like a bolt of lightning.

"Huh!"

Although the color of the light wheel has dimmed a lot, the sharp aura is still not halved.

"Do not……"

The light wheel flew in, and Tan Ce's face finally showed horror. However, he had not had time to dodge in the future, and the sharp light wheel passed through his body.

"Boom!"

Not far behind Tan Ce, the halo turned into light spots in the sky, floating in the air.

Its spiritual power is finally exhausted.

The light wheel passed through Tan Ce's body, and on the latter's chest, a thin blood-red line emerged. All the four small peaks' disciples were dull and couldn't believe their eyes.

Tan Ce, lost?

"you you……"

Looking at the bloodstain tearing his body, Tan Ce opened his mouth, his twisted face was extremely terrifying.

He doesn't want to die.

He finally became the disciple of the blood-boned old man.

It was not easy for him to win this opportunity.

How could he die here like this!

"By the way, I still have a blood sacrifice!"

A look of ecstasy appeared on his face, and in front of Tan Ce's body, a **** spirit beast was looming.

"As long as I sacrifice it, I can live!"

His chest rises and falls rapidly, and the smile on Tan Ce's face is like a morbid condition, causing a chill in many people's hearts.

"Asshole, this feeling really came."

His head was dizzy, and Xiao Yang was limp all over and almost fell to the ground. This was the result of excessive spiritual profligacy.

"Blood sacrifice!"

After finishing his last breath, Tan Ce felt like a glimmer of light, and a violent roar came out.

"Sacrifice, sacrifice your head!"

The cold light flashed in his eyes, Xiao Yangqiang resisted his tiredness, his feet slammed on the ground, his body shape like a cannonball out of the chamber, rising to the top of Tan Ce.

Looking at Tan Ce below, Xiao Yang's eyes were cold, and he fisted.

"Boom!"

A loud noise sounded, and the ripples of spiritual power spread, and the hit Tan Ce crashed to the ground, smashing a huge pit.

Billowing smoke, dust and air, from the deep pit, filled the air.

Lying in the deep pit, Tan Ce had a bleeding from his mouth and nose, his dim vision, looking at Xiao Yang in the sky through the smoke, with deep regret in his heart.

What he regrets was not that he was an enemy of Xiao Yang, but that he did not use all means to kill him when the latter was weak.

However, everything is too late.

The vitality gradually dissipated ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Tan Ce's sight was completely plunged into darkness.

"It's finally over."

Endless tiredness surged into his mind, Xiao Yang's body weakened, and he fell to the ground feebly.

Before going into a coma, he only felt a scent that filled his nose, and the softness from his back made him feel refreshed...

"Senior Blood-Bone, your disciple, I can't help but fight." Qiu Ling smiled as he looked at the blood-bone old man with a sullen face.

"Master Qiu Feng, bid farewell, the old man will come to worship the mountain another day." The old man with blood bones said word by word, then turned around and rushed out of the four small peaks without looking back.

Stealing chickens won't lose rice.

No matter how thick-skinned he is, he has no face to stay here.

The next moment, a burst of joyous cheers resounded throughout the four small peaks.

The object of their cheers is naturally the boy who fell into a coma...