Master of Beasts

The blood-screaming eagle that was split into two halves stared blankly in mid-air. After a while, dark red blood spurted wildly from the break, causing Wu Lang and Zhong Mu's faces to be filled with shock and horror.

The blood-crying eagle is a ninth-level high-level lord, and Henry Zhang is only a ninth-level spirit master. How could he not be able to take a blow from his spirit beast!

Standing in mid-air, Xue Youmei's figure was slender, pointing obliquely at the spear on the ground, a hazy snow-colored light film covered the tip of the spear, making the already sharp tip even sharper.

Xuehui Saliva, a low-level nirvana-level spiritual skill, can be attached to any part of a snow-attributed spirit beast to strengthen it, and then launch a fatal blow in a short moment.

If it wasn't for the poisonous three-headed dragon's attribute, it would be immune to most of the damage from the snow-attribute spiritual skills. Under this swift blow, it would have suffered severe injuries, and even had the possibility of being buried.

Looking at the shocked Wu Lang, Henry Zhang's eyes were indifferent, and his slender palm was slowly raised, aiming at the direction of the former.

"Bastard, don't think you can kill me!"

With an angry roar, Wu Lang waved his palm, and a blood ball exuding violent spiritual power hit the ground heavily, and the dazzling blood light suddenly exploded.

"boom!"

The majestic blood light spread out, and Xue Youmei, who was stepping in mid-air, rushed back quickly and stood in front of Henry Zhang. The rotating spear, with a sharp sound of breaking the wind, resisted the surging blood light.

This blood cell is the egg of a nirvana-level blood-crying eagle. The impact generated by the explosion can easily kill an eighth-level spirit master, and even some ninth-level spirit masters dare not shake it.

The monstrous blood light filled the long and narrow beautiful eyes, and Tang Honglian's pretty face suddenly changed.

With her strength, she couldn't resist this kind of shock.

at this time……

"do not move."

A gentle voice rang in her ears, and immediately after that, she clearly felt that a black robe wrapped her body, and those arms, which were not thick but extremely powerful, tightly wrapped around her Around her waist, and on her cheek, was a piece of warm chest.

Smelling the masculine breath coming from her nose, Tang Honglian's pretty face was flushed, looking extremely charming.

Holding Tang Honglian in his arms in an extremely ambiguous posture, Henry Zhang's eyes were still pure, without any other thoughts, Xue Youmei's slender snow gun spun wildly in front of him.

"Clang!"

After a few breaths, the spear in Xue Youmei's hand plunged straight into the ground, and the ground in front of her was fan-shaped, a mess of destruction.

"Henry Zhang, when I find Bai Qi, someone will kill you!"

Rushing out of the valley at the fastest speed, a sinister smile appeared on Wu Lang's face.

Having been with Bai Qi for such a long time, he is very clear about how terrifying Bai Qi's current strength is, moreover, even some people who are at the forefront of the Spiritual Monument are attached to his subordinates.

"I didn't kill you directly, I just wanted to see how many cards you, an old opponent in Snow City, can have. However, you disappointed me." The direction of Henry Zhang's palm slowly turned, and then he shook it suddenly.

"Big words!" Hearing Henry Zhang's voice, Wu Lang's mouth was full of disdain, and he ran here, and you can catch up?

"Chila!"

The severe pain suddenly came from his abdomen, Wu Lang was slightly taken aback, and soon after he saw a slender line of blood emerged from his abdomen and spread all the way to his back.

"Snapped!"

Frightened eyes rose, and Wu Lang's upper body slid directly to the ground. When his head hit the ground, he could still vaguely see the lower half of his body standing in place.

"Devil... Devil!"

Taking a few steps back, Zhongmu looked at Henry Zhang with trembling teeth, and a cold chill emanated from his bones: "What kind of magic did you use to be so vicious!"

The palms were slowly hanging down, Henry Zhang was expressionless, and he didn't even have the mood to pay attention to Zhong Mu who was in the distance.

A seventh-level spirit master, in today's Great Desolate Ancient Land,

You can only struggle at the bottom.

"You...you haven't let go..."

The faint sound of mosquitoes and flies came into his ears, Henry Zhang froze for a moment, then quickly let go of his arms, and smiled embarrassingly.

His enormous strength caused Tang Honglian's fair skin to be stretched out in a circle of obvious red marks, leaving the softness of his chest, which made him realize what kind of posture was used to roughly embrace this delicate body just now. in the arms.

"Stop him!" Tang Honglian turned her head and looked at Zhong Mu who was about to run away, her voice was a little cold.

There is nothing more angry than the betrayal of someone you trust.

"Um."

Although he didn't know what happened, Henry Zhang nodded, and Xue Youmei beside him shot out instantly, and the sharp spear smashed into the ground with a bang.

With her toes on the top of the gun barrel, Xue Youmei looked down at Zhongmu condescendingly, and the snow-white spiritual power surged rapidly in her outstretched little hands, causing Zhongmu's body to freeze in place for a moment.

"Zhong Mu, give me an explanation." Tang Honglian's voice was cold, she couldn't understand how this person who was saved by her father turned into such a appearance.

"Explain, what explanation do you want to hear!"

The sluggish Zhongmu suddenly had a menacing glare in his eyes, and roared: "You are the one who killed Wu Lang and lost his protection. I can't live for three days in the wilderness. Do you want to kill me?" kill me!"

"It's okay to be slept by Wu Lang once. You won't lose a single hair. As for making such a fuss, being slept by other people is still sleeping, why can't you be slept by him!"

"Tang Honglian, I just discovered your true face today. It turns out that your heart is so sinister. You would rather watch me die than help me!"

"Snapped!"

Zhong Mu, who kept roaring, was suddenly knocked to the ground by a fan, and Henry Zhang, who was on the side, lightly rubbed his numb palms.

"Sorry, this guy is too noisy, I can't hold back."

Looking sadly at Zhong Mu on the ground, Tang Honglian felt mixed feelings.

Zhong Mu's age is obviously much older than Henry Zhang, but what he thinks in his heart is not how to rely on his own strength to become stronger, but to use all means to bow down and take refuge in other people's hands.

Back then, when Henry Zhang was still a spiritual master, he dared to enter the Bai family alone, and even Bai Xiao, who was a strong Lingpan, was completely unable to step down by him.

There is no comparison between the two!

"Want to live?"

With a disdainful sneer, Henry Zhang said coldly: "As long as you follow Honglian honestly, as long as I'm still alive, no one will touch you, Wu Lang, that waste, can't even protect himself, but can protect you." other people?"

Hearing this, Zhong Mu, who was lying on the ground, felt like being struck by five thunders.

Yes, if he was by Tang Honglian's side, Henry Zhang would definitely not watch him die. Moreover, Henry Zhang's strength is much stronger than Wu Lang's!

Feelings of regret welled up in my heart, and the next moment, a blaze of heat flashed across Zhongmu's neck.

His eyes widened suddenly, and Zhong Mu was shocked to see that a fiery red lotus petal was caught between Tang Honglian's slender fingertips, and a drop of hot blood dripped down...

"In order not to embarrass Uncle Zhong in the future, you should stay here forever."

Throwing the flaming red lotus petals into the ground, Tang Honglian's very charming face was indifferent.