Master of Beasts

Ye Wen and Song Lu rushing out of the crowd, like flies hunting, shot into the sky, both of them had undisguised smiles on their faces, violent fluctuations, rippling over their fists.

"It's Ye Wen and Song Lu!" An Youmei's eyes sank slightly.

When she and Xue Yi and others settled in the Four Small Peaks as new disciples, Ye Wen and Song Lu gained a lot of fame, and only Yang Ling and Yin Gong were able to barely overwhelm them.

"Both of them have practiced body-refining spirit skills." Xue Yi looked uneasy.

If you lose, you lose, Jing Yun and Song Wan'er, even playing this hand, extremely despicable!

In the eyes of shock and consternation, the figures of Ye Wen and Song Lu swept in front of Xiao Yang like lightning, and their fists, accompanied by a sneer, slammed down fiercely.

"Wood God Fist!"

"The rock is cracked!"

With an indifferent face, Xiao Yang with one hand behind him, slowly clenched his right fist, smashed out in a series at a speed as fast as thunder.

All this happened in a flash.

"Boom!"

Xiao Yang retracted his fist, Ye Wen and Song Lu's body shot into the ground from the sky in so many incredible gazes, the smile on Song Wan'er's face suddenly solidified.

"Didn't these two people have practiced body-refining spirituality?" Song Wan'er's eyes trembled, her eyes looking at Xiao Yang as if she were looking at a monster.

With two light fists, they defeated Ye Wen and Song Lu, even if they were Tier 8 Lingpan, they might not be able to do this.

"Am I dazzled? Ye Wen and Song Lu were actually smashed down?"

"The opposite is only the sixth-order Lingpan!"

"Unbelievable, incredible!"

Glancing at each other, An Yu and Xue Yi were also quite surprised.

Originally thought that Xiao Yang would repeat the old tricks and once again use the ice and fire light wheel that day when he killed Tan Ce, but only with two fists at hand, he would defeat Ye Wen and Song Lu.

"Xiao Yang, a multi-source spiritual master, still has time to practice spiritual arts?"

"Haha, who said I was going to Gangfeng for a while, hurry up!"

"So many people are watching, don't be afraid."

Hearing the sneers around, the few people who had spoken mockingly before all shrank their necks, and did not even dare to take a mouthful.

Into the wind?

Even the Spirit Sovereign had to be twisted into scum, let alone them.

"court death!"

"I planned to make you suffer only a little bit of flesh and blood, but if you don't know what is good or bad, then don't blame us!"

Standing swayingly from the pothole, Ye Wen and Song Lu knotted their hands, and the faces of the two of them showed the hideousness of choosing people.

Although they are slightly inferior to Jing Yun in strength and fame, they are also the seventh-order lingpan, so they were smashed down, which made their hearts feel an insult that was almost contemptuous.

"call out!"

The icy waves slapped their faces, Ye Wen and Song Lu's palms stiffened, and the spooky long spear in front of them pointed directly at them. The rotating hurricane, mixed with fine snowflakes, rotated at the tip of the spear.

"Try it again." Xiao Yang looked down and smiled faintly.

"Xiao Yang, don't do things too much. The three of us are all seventh-order lingpans. If we die, it will be a huge loss for Xingyufeng. You can't afford it." Ye Wen threatened.

"Yes, you are damaging the foundation of Xingfengfeng." Song Lu also hurriedly said, with a trace of panic trying to hide in his seemingly calm voice.

"Are you three seventh-order coffins?"

Xiao Yang smiled faintly: "Do you think that a spiritualist with multiple sixth-order high-level Nirvana-level spirit beasts is not as valuable as the three of you?"

At this point, countless people were in an uproar, especially the disciples of Fifth Peak. The expressions on their faces could no longer be described as shock.

It was terrifying.

"A lot of sixth-order high-level Nirvana? How did he get up?"

"Could it be that his spiritual art is to promote together?"

"Dreaming, there is no such kind of spirit art on the mainland."

Ye Wen and Song Lu's expressions were as ugly as they had eaten a rat.

As long as the Thirteen Peaks are not idiots, it is natural to know that a powerful multi-source spiritualist and several seventh-order spiritual sects, which is more important.

"If you want to survive, just like Jing Yun, pay at least 500,000 Lingzhu every month. Of course, you can also refuse." Xiao Yang looked at the two with a smile.

After entering the Thirteen Peaks, he expected to spend a lot of time in the psychic tower, and rarely had the opportunity to collect spirit orbs, and the strength of the King of Nights is still difficult to know.

Maybe, it was even weaker than the empty Lingluo at the beginning.

In this case, the spirit orb that needs to be consumed is undoubtedly an extremely large number.

There are three sources of moving spirit orbs, which is naturally better for him.

Seeing the two men showing unhappiness, Xue Youmei narrowed her eyes and swept the spear in her hand suddenly.

"call out!"

The cold tip of the gun swept across his throat, Ye Wen and Song Lu stayed for a while, and the warm liquid almost overflowed uncontrollably.

"Kill them." Xiao Yang waved his right hand, and while the Fire Wing waved, he rushed towards Jing Yun.

"Wait, I will cooperate!"

Looking at the tip of the gun, Ye Wen and Song Lu yelled quickly, vying for assurance.

Hearing the cry from behind, Xiao Yang's mouth turned slightly and he immediately fell in front of Jing Yun.

"You won, are you satisfied?" Jing Yun gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Yang.

From the moment of defeat, the prestige that he finally cultivated, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com has plummeted, and the preparations for entering the Thirteen Peaks were in vain.

"Satisfied or dissatisfied, don't you know it yourself?" Xiao Yang smiled, if it weren't for Jing Yun's insistence on killing him, how could he end up like this.

All this is nothing but his own making.

"For the next six months, you will pay at least 500,000 Spirit Orbs every month. Of course, you don't have to pay, but then I will go to the door to pick it up personally."

Sweeping his gaze over Jing Yun, Xiao Yang's gaze fell on Song Wan'er with a pale face: "By the way, your treatment is the same as Jing Yun. Don't blame me for not reminding you. I have never had a hobby of pitying Yu Yu.

"What's more, it's still a piece of bad jade."

When the voice fell, Xiao Yang shot up a dozen feet, and together with You Li and the others, he drove out of Ranfeng Gorge.

"Dare he look down on me?" Song Wan'er looked like a shrew, with sharp nails almost embedded in the flesh.

"Half million Lingyu per month? Dreaming! I don't believe it, would you still dare to kill me?" Jing Yun gritted his teeth tightly, thinking viciously in his heart.

The other side.

Looking at the leaving figures of Xiao Yang, You Li and others, Qi Yan's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and the bitterness in his eyes was almost gushing out.

In his heart, he had already regarded You Li as a forbidden, how could he allow others to get involved.

"Qi Yan, what's the matter with you?" Xue Yi gave him a surprised look.

"It's okay, Senior Brother Xue, Senior Sister An, let's hurry."

Forcibly squeezing a smile, there was another chill flashing in Qi Yan’s eyes, and his heart roared: "Xiao Yang, in the four small peaks, I am not as good as you, but in the 13 peaks, I have countless ways. I can play you to death."

"I will let you know that only if I have a beautiful face, I am worthy of being with You Li!"

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