Master of Beasts

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the thunder-like impact sound from the top of the head, the coercion that shrouded it instantly disappeared without a trace, and the blade plate in Henry Zhang's hand continued unabated, and slashed fiercely towards Mu Yuan's throat.

"Hehe, Elder Tan, I don't need you to teach me the disciples of Si Xiaofeng." Yang Kun blocked Master Tan's falling palm with his fist, and there was a trace of sharpness in Yang Kun's laughing voice.

"You can't kill me, otherwise, Elder Tan won't let you go!" Mu Yuan stretched his wings behind his back, and retreated frantically, his face pale.

"Do you think, if I don't kill you, that old dog Master Tan will let me go?" Henry Zhang smiled lightly, the blade in his hand turned into a golden light, and shot past

"Clang!"

The blade plate was inserted obliquely on the stone platform, and Mu Yuan held his throat tightly with both hands, and looked at Henry Zhang with unwillingness and remorse in his eyes.

If he had known that Henry Zhang was a multi-source spiritual master, and that another spiritual gate was of the rock attribute, no matter what he said, he would not take this job.

"Little bastard!"

Seeing Mu Yuan fall, Master Tan's roar was extremely murderous.

Mu Yuan has a lot of weight in the Great Thunder Sky. If there is no accident, he will definitely be able to step into the Spirit Emperor in this life, and even hit the Spirit King. There is a lot of possibility.

This time, he brought Mu Yuan out, and it was just a private act. After returning to Da Lei Tian, ​​the anger of some elders would inevitably be spilled on his head.

"Master Tan, although my Si Xiaofeng welcomes all kinds of competitions, even hostile forces can treat each other with courtesy during the competition, but if you openly want to kill my Si Xiaofeng's disciple, you really think that I, Qiu Ling, are easy to bully Is it not working?"

The killing intent in Master Tan's heart,

When the upsurge reached its peak, the figure of a young man appeared in front of Henry Zhang, and with a light grasp of his hand, the spiritual power in the field seemed to freeze.

"Qiu Ling?" Master Tan's complexion changed suddenly.

With Yang Kun present, Qiu Ling would actually appear in person. Is Si Xiaofeng trying to show his attitude towards Henry Zhang's defense?

"Qiu Fengzhu, we came from a long way, but Guifeng's disciples are so cruel. They are just sparring. They killed my two disciples, little Leitian. It's too arrogant and overbearing." Master Tan asked in a deep voice, His tone became much calmer, and he didn't dare to break his face with Qiu Ling.

Firstly, this is the territory of Si Xiaofeng, and secondly, as Qiu Ling is a strong spirit king, if Qin Cang does not come out, no one can resist at all.

"You killed Xiao Leitian's disciple?" Qiu Ling looked at Henry Zhang and asked expressionlessly.

"Yes." Henry Zhang replied with some trepidation, but the voice was extremely firm. If it happened again, he would still kill Jiang Jin and Mu Yuan.

There is no other reason, the talents of these two are too terrifying, it is impossible for him to plant the seeds of disaster for the future.

"The eight standing there, why are they still alive?" Qiu Ling looked at Xiao Leitian's remaining eight disciples with a calm expression.

Hearing this, Henry Zhang's eyes flickered slightly, and it was hard to believe his ears.

Qiu Ling, instead of blaming him, blamed him for killing too few?

The eight Xiao Leitian's disciples turned pale instantly, and their legs trembled uncontrollably.

These four small peaks are simply a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. They already regretted coming here rashly.

"Qiu Fengzhu, you..." The corner of Master Tan's mouth twitched fiercely. Looking at this appearance, Qiu Ling made it clear that he wanted to defend Henry Zhang and did not intend to give him an explanation.

Seeing this, many elders on the four peaks laughed in their hearts.

Master Tan may not know about this newly promoted peak master, but they are very clear about it.

Qiu Ling and Song Manyan used to be disciples of Si Xiaofeng. In that class, they were notoriously domineering. Even some elders in the inner peak had headaches, so there was nothing to do with them.

"Elder Tan, this exchange is over, please go back." Qiu Ling already had the intention of seeing off the guests in his words.

"Qiu Fengzhu, I hope that when the Southern Wilderness Spiritual Realm is opened next time, Guifeng's disciples will be as strong as you." Master Tan snorted, and was about to take eight disciples away.

"and many more."

At this moment, Qiu Ling's voice sounded again: "I only told you to go, and those eight stay."

"What do you mean!" Master Tan's heart sank slightly.

"Master Tan, your skill of pretending to be stupid is not good enough. Mu Yuan, a disciple of Big Thunder Sky, has cultivated in it for more than half a year, and the speed of improvement is many times faster than that of Little Thunder Sky. And you , but pulled him out to fight against Si Xiaofeng's disciples, we haven't settled the debt yet."

"These eight people, each with 50,000 Lingyu, let Qin Cang come over and ask for them in person."

After Qiu Ling finished speaking, many disciples gasped.

50,000 per person, that is 400,000, this is a huge amount of spiritual jade!

Even if Xiao Leitian took out this spiritual jade, it would still be extremely painful.

"see a visitor out."

Turning around, Qiu Ling stepped on the sole of her foot, and her figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Peak Master Qiu, you..." Master Tan trembled in his heart.

That's 400,000 Lingyu, Qiu Ling is obviously robbing it!

"Elder Tan, please." Yang Kun said with a smile.

Gazing Henry Zhang fiercely, Master Tan's distorted face turned into a rainbow of light, and swept out of the four small peaks as fast as lightning.

"Wow!"

Looking at Master Tan who left in embarrassment like a bereaved dog, earth-shattering cheers erupted in the peak arena, reverence and fiery eyes looked at the slender young man on the stage, at this moment, Henry Zhang was in their hearts The weight completely overwhelmed An You, Xue Yi and the others.

"It's still not cruel enough." Yang Kun suddenly looked at him and said with a faint smile.

Hearing Yang Kun's words, Henry Zhang had doubts on his face.

"If you were Qiu Ling back then, you would have figured out a way to get all of Xiao Leitian's disciples to play at the same time, and then eat them all up." The smile on Yang Kun's face was slightly violent.

Hearing this, Henry Zhang laughed dryly.

Compared with the real ruthless person, he is still a lot worse.

The confrontation between Xiao Leitian and Si Xiaofeng's disciples, under the manipulation of some caring people, radiated to the surroundings at a speed like a gust of wind, with Si Xiaofeng as the center.

This time, Little Lei Tian suffered a disastrous defeat.

Not only lost two disciples, even the remaining disciples were detained in the peak master, and Xiaolei Tian's side remained silent all the time, and did not make a sound to the outside world.

After all, using Da Leitian's disciple, and a well-known disciple on the list, to replace Xiao Leitian's disciple in the battle, their faces are also extremely ugly.

It took a long time for the aftermath of this incident to subside slowly.

After handing in the task, looking at the piles of spirit beads in the empty boundary stone, Henry Zhang was a little emotional.

As expected, each of the sky-level missions has generous rewards, and coupled with the huge number of star crystals, the spirit beads he and Youli got are also a lot more than ordinary sky-level missions.

"The Lingzhu is enough, now, it's time to prepare for entering the Thirteen Peaks."

Walking in the peak, Henry Zhang stretched his waist, a faint cold light flashed in his eyes without a trace: "But before that, there is a scum that needs to be resolved urgently."

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