Master of Beasts

The dazzling light, carrying violent fluctuations of spiritual power, swept across the field, and all the trees that touched it exploded on the spot and were annihilated in the fiery spiritual power.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, two figures shot backwards from the spreading position of the fluctuation of spiritual power, and slammed hard on the ground, each drawing a long trace.

Those two figures were Chi Yan and Wang Yanpo.

Lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, the two spirit beasts had their chests heaving slightly. They struggled for a few times but failed to stand up. The violent collision just now had exhausted the spiritual power in their bodies.

Looking at the exhausted Wang Yanpo, Yang Duan's face was full of disbelief.

His Wang Yanpo is a fourth-rank high-level lord. In the past, many spirit beasts of the same level were buried in its hands, but now, it is actually tied with a second-level high-level lord spirit beast?

"Whew!"

Panting heavily, Chi Yan lay on the ground, her palms and claws firmly supporting the ground, and a moment later, a dark yellow ripple suddenly centered on it, rippling in all directions.

At this critical juncture, it actually broke through!

Looking at the sudden flames of Chi Yan on his body, Henry Zhang heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. After nearly three months of psychic pagoda, Chi Yan was only one step away from breaking through the third level. The fierce battle finally caused the spiritual power in the body to break through the shackles.

Although after the breakthrough, the spiritual power of the spirit beast can only recover a little bit, but it is enough for the current Chi Yan.

Looking at Chi Yan who got up again with trembling eyes, Yang Duan raised his heart in his throat. It was obvious that Wang Yanpo had lost his ability to fight, and what would happen next was self-evident.

"Shua!"

Stepping on the hot holy sun flames on the soles of his feet, the red flame appeared in front of Wang Yanpo in a few flashes, and his sharp claws, like a sharp knife, stabbed down fiercely.

"Stop it, as long as you hand over the Tianyanying inscription, I won't hold you accountable for killing Yang Mo and the other two!" Yang Duan couldn't help shouting.

Although he was at a disadvantage, he still maintained a kind of arrogance in his words, as if his not pursuing it was a great favor to Henry Zhang.

Hearing this, Henry Zhang's dark eyes, Gujing Wubo, Yang Duan can even kill the people in his own door without blinking. If he is let go, it will be a disaster in the future.

In a crisp cracking sound, Chi Yan's sharp claws shattered the gemstone on Wang Yanpo's chest, and immediately sank into its body. The dark red blood flowed everywhere along the broken gemstone.

His whole body twitched a few times, Wang Yanpo lost all vitality, but the three flames around it gathered around Chi Yan, making the dark yellow streamer, which was slightly dim, become extremely bright.

"Woo!"

Stepping on Wang Yanpo's corpse, Chi Yan raised his head to the sky and let out a whine. At this moment, the breath of flame seemed to have regained its former glory, making the aura emitted by Chi Yan faintly approaching the fourth level.

If he fought against Wang Yanpo again under such circumstances, he definitely wouldn't be in the same embarrassment as before, and could even kill Wang Yanpo easily.

"You're done, we, Huo Lie Sect, won't let you go!" Yang Duan turned his eyes and looked at Henry Zhang with an undisguised ferocity in his eyes.

"Then you have to survive first." Henry Zhang smiled noncommittally, while Chi Yan suddenly turned to Yang Duan, walking towards the latter with cold eyes.

"Yang Yi, Yang Yu!"

Seeing Chi Yan approaching, Yang Duan's face suddenly became extremely flustered, even Wang Yanpo died in Chi Yan's hands, let alone him.

"sand!"

The trees in the distance trembled for a while, and Yang Duan looked over in surprise, but what appeared was Yang Yi in a panic, his face was full of panic, and he shouted: "Go!"

His mouth opened, but before he could say anything, Yang Duan was grabbed by the trembling Yang Yi, and then supported by a flamingo, he shot into the air like lightning.

"Elder Yang Yi, what's wrong..."

Yang Duan sat on the flaming crane, tremblingly looking at Yang Yi, whose face was livid, a bad premonition rose in his heart, making his scalp a little numb.

"That girl is a monster..."

With a little panic remaining on his face, Yang Yi swallowed hard. He joined hands with Yang Yu, and even the eighth-level spirit master was not afraid at all, and the girl killed Yang Yu in an instant. and his spirit beasts,

"How is this possible!" Yang Duan yelled in horror. He had lost a lot of confidence after being defeated by Henry Zhang, and the girl named You Li could even kill the seventh-level spirit master. Are all the young people in Syracuse freaks?

"In the future, I will never go out of Raging Fire City again!" Yang Yi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with lingering fear, just now was the closest he was to death.

"When I go back, I must tell the sect master that these two people cannot survive or die!"

Yang Duan said viciously, but just as his voice came out, a pale yellow flame suddenly penetrated out of his body, and then under Yang Yi's fearful eyes, it suddenly became vigorous and enveloped Yang Duan completely.

"what!"

A shrill scream resounded through the sky, Yang Duan twisted his body crazily, but a moment later, the domineering Sheng Yangyan burned his whole body to ashes.

Among the mountains.

Looking up at the burning flames in the sky in the distance, Henry Zhang grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth. The moment Yang Yi appeared, he unknowingly injected a cluster of holy sun flames into Yang Duan's body. He was guarding against Chi Yan, but forgot that Henry Zhang was the one who really wanted to kill him.

Gently putting Chi Yan, who had entered the state of fox confusion, on his shoulder, Henry Zhang walked into the depths of the forest with a puzzled expression on his face. He was very curious, what did You Li do to make Yang Yi, who is a seventh-level spirit master, Scared like that.

The sight in front of him suddenly widened, Henry Zhang's pupils shrank slightly, and the space within a radius of one hundred feet was actually empty, and he couldn't even find a single leaf.

A blue water polo stood on the open space, among them was Yang Yu's distorted face, and a Liaoyuan lion of the seventh-level high-ranking lord level. However, at this moment, they were all dead.

"This guy, his mouth is a little unclean." You Li looked at Henry Zhang and spread his hands helplessly.

The shock lasted for a long time before it gradually dissipated. Henry Zhang smiled helplessly. He thought that so many years of practice could narrow the gap between the two, but now it seems that not only has it not narrowed, but it seems to be even bigger.

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