Master of Beasts

Chapter 441 The Saint Song

"Xiao Yang."

When Meng Tianchen's plain voice spread, Su Manqing was stunned for a moment, and then, there was some sullen anger on her pretty cheeks, Meng Tianchen, is this humiliating her!

"Lord Meng, you are so confident that you can win the first two games?" Su Manqing's voice was cold. In his opinion, Henry Zhang, the fifth-level spirit master, was just someone Meng Tianchen randomly selected, purely to make up numbers.

"Hehe, the little girl of the Su family is still so hot-tempered." Meng Tianchen smiled lightly, obviously knowing Su Manqing a little bit.

"Lord Meng, let's change someone else. I don't want to bully him. If you insist on doing this, it will only make us Youguang people think that Xueyue has fallen, and the younger generation is not as good as the next generation." Su Manqing said unceremoniously , From the beginning to the end, he never looked at Henry Zhang squarely.

"Little girl, you can't be so arrogant." Meng Tianchen smiled without any annoyance.

"Your name is Henry Zhang, right?"

Su Manqing turned her eyes and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, you can quit automatically. A fifth-order spirit master has no capital to fight with me. Xueyue's vision in choosing people is really getting worse and worse."

Hearing this, Henry Zhang shrugged helplessly, he didn't want to participate, but Meng Tianchen had already spoken, if he quit again, he wouldn't be able to hang around in Snow Wind City in the future.

"Whether I have capital or not, you can try it later." Henry Zhang raised his head and said flatly to Su Manqing, not being irritated by this savage woman.

"I've seen too many pretentious people like you." Su Manqing descended the mountain angrily, obviously too lazy to talk to Henry Zhang. In her eyes, only Zuo Qingshi and others are qualified to have an equal dialogue with her.

"Has everything been arranged?"

Seeing that the middle area was vacant, Zhuang Bufan turned his palm slightly, and a bright little beast like an elf appeared in front of him, with the light like the sun shining all over his body.

"It's Zhuang Bufan's saint chant. I heard that it's his spiritual beast. It's not even recorded in the Spiritual Beast Records. It shook the entire Xuanhuang City at that time!"

Amidst the many discussions, Zuo Qingshi took a step forward, and then a cyan stone turtle shot up from the ground, its sharp claws spread out, filled with an extremely sharp aura.

"Is Shi Feng a tortoise?" Henry Zhang's eyes flickered slightly.

Same as Zuo Qingshi, his spirit beast, no matter its name or appearance, is extremely ordinary, but as long as it is the young generation of Fengxue City, no one dares to underestimate this spirit beast. Qingshi's Shifeng turtle, left a deep impression.

"The seventh-level high-ranking lord level, look at the aura of this Shifeng turtle, it will soon break through the eighth level, if Brother Qingshi is not trapped in the Xueyue Empire, he will be able to do something on the mainland. Today, Zhuang Bufan is the first I have been taught three times, and I hope to be able to tell the winner." Zhuang Bufan smiled lightly, and the saint chant in front of him, exuding a soft radiance, rushed to the rocky ground below.

"It's easy to say." Zuo Qingshi smiled, but there was a bit of sharpness in that smile.

In the past few years, he had fought privately with Zhuang Bufan twice, but each time they ended in a draw. This time, he had a lot of confidence in defeating Zhuang Bufan's chanter.

"Guangliubo!" The smile on Zhuang Bufan's face faded, and his cold and dignified voice rang out suddenly.

Standing in mid-air, the saint chanter twirled his little hand, and in front of it, a brilliant formation bloomed, and spiritual power swept across, countless light clusters containing terrifying spiritual power, like a violent storm, overwhelming the sky The tortoise **** descended towards Shi Feng.

Each of these light clusters is enough to kill a fifth-order spirit beast in an instant.

"Do you want to do this again?" Zuo Qingshi murmured, his face still calm.

The light cluster came whistling, Shi Feng's tortoise's eyes flashed coldly, its sharp claws pressed against a rock, and the tortoise shell on its back fell off piece by piece, and immediately brought a strong wind that tore the air, Go straight to the light group.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The tortoise shell collided fiercely with the light ball, and it continued to explode in the sky, spreading the energy,

Like a blossoming of gorgeous fireworks, lingering in the air for a long time.

"Shua!"

Amidst the bursting energy, countless slender stone pillars soared into the sky, and in an instant, the area where Shifeng Turtle was located seemed to turn into a forest of stone pillars.

"Singer of the Holy Light, Wings of Holy Light!" Zhuang Bufan said indifferently. He had already studied Zuo Qingshi's Shifeng Turtle thoroughly, so he naturally knew how to deal with it.

"Shua!"

Sure enough, on a stone pillar, the Shifeng tortoise swooped out from under the cover of dust, its tortoise claws glowing with cold light, filled with spiritual power, and tore at the chanter with unrivaled ferocity.

There was no wave in the ancient well of the eyes, the hands of the chanter were slightly closed, and a pair of gorgeous wings of light stretched out from behind it, and then quickly closed towards the front to protect it.

"Boom!"

The ghost claws of the Shifeng tortoise were fiercely imprinted on the light wings, and the body of the chanter, amidst the violent fluctuations of spiritual power, shot into the ground with a bang, and cracks spread rapidly where they landed .

"It's been a long time, but your style of play is still so aggressive," Zhuang Bufan said.

"Aren't you the same?" Zuo Qingshi smiled noncommittally, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes immediately: "Shi Fenggui, use the Broken Mountain Claw to suppress the Saint Song!"

In the middle of the air, Shifeng Tortoise's sharp claws spread out, and the gathered spiritual power made its claws instantly become ten feet in size, and immediately carried a strong wind of oppression, and suppressed it towards the chanter.

The luster of the claws seemed to be cast from rocks, hard and sharp.

"Suppression? Zuo Qingshi, you couldn't do it a year ago, and it's the same now." Zhuang Bufan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his narrowed eyes slowly projected downward.

"call out!"

Just when the Shi Feng Tortoise was about to fall to the ground, in the dust-filled potholes, there were suddenly countless beams of bright light, which shot out suddenly, and immediately swept around, causing the surrounding mountain peaks to crumble one after another.

Looking at the impacting beam of light, Shi Fenggui's eyes narrowed slightly, and his huge claws stretched across his body, forming a defense.

"Boom!"

The beam of light bombarded the rock claws, and the Shifeng turtle was directly thrown into the sky. As the beam continued to explode, its body trembled slightly.

"Crack!"

Finally, the rock's claws shattered, and the Shifeng Tortoise spun around in the air and landed on a stone pillar. However, the next moment, its dark yellow pupils shrank sharply.

On top of its head, a golden book was quietly floating, and on the surface of the book, there was a sun-like imprint.

As the pages of the book were opened, the violent spiritual power gradually spread in midair, and the surrounding air fluctuated slightly.

"High-level lord-level spiritual skills, Guangdian catalog!"

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