Master of Beasts

Chapter 371

The ghost of Ming bamboo, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, was lying on the ground powerlessly. His chest almost collapsed. The previously glittering bamboo sword was also dim at this time.

Looking at the badly injured ghost of Ming bamboo, pangyi's lips trembled slightly and his face was covered with ashes.

In Fengxue City, although he is not as dazzling as Zuo Qingshi and others, he is also a little famous, which keeps a sense of superiority in his heart.

However, just out of the city experience, was mercilessly defeated by song Yin, this blow is not big.

After the ghost flies, the ghost's muddy eyes suddenly shift to pangyi's body. After a while, a cruel smile gradually lifts on his face.

"Shua!"

The huge claws were wrapped in the black mist. The tomb guard ghost's body was like a ghost. He quickly approached pangyi, and immediately slapped him on the chest.

With the power of the ghost guarding the tomb, this palm is enough to make pangyi half dead.

However, just as the hand of the ghost guarding the tomb was about to fall on pangyi's chest, a silver fist, with a condensed Dragon Seal suspended in front of it, suddenly bombarded him. Vaguely, it seemed that there was a deep sound of dragon chanting.

"Bang!"

The huge sound of explosion sounded, and the invisible energy swept away. All the litter on the surrounding ground were smashed. Even the tombstones were cracked at this moment.

"Poof!"

Hit by the aftershocks of the collision, pangyi's body crossed a parabola in mid air and fell heavily on the ground. He spat out a mouthful of red blood, mixed with several teeth.

"All right." Xiao Yang jumped down from the huge rock, his eyes without any emotion, looking down at pangyi and the indifferent way.

Pang Yi couldn't help shaking when he was staring at him. He read out the warning from his eyes. What Xiao Yang had just done was to teach him a lesson!

"If you don't die, it will bring me trouble. I really don't want to save you." Xiao Yang looks at the battlefield in front of him calmly. His voice makes pangyi feel chilly.

Then he remembered that the young man dared to kill Zhu Yuan at the cold tea banquet, and then declared war on Bai Qi directly. How could his careful thinking escape Xiao Yang's eyes.

"Never again."

Light drop a word, Xiao Yang toward the front, there, tomb guard ghost and rock horn dragon rhinoceros, is crazy against, spread out of the spirit, shatter a tombstone.

At the beginning, Xiao Yang really wanted song Yin to kill Pang Yi. However, when Ming zhuhun was casting sword rain, he suddenly noticed a breath of black and dark air. Therefore, he let Yan Jiaolong rhinoceros take the hand to save Pang Yi.

Maybe there are some secrets hidden in Pang Yi. He doesn't mind spending some time to explore the secret.

"Dong!"

After another fierce collision, the rock Horned Dragon rhinoceros and the tomb guard ghost retreated one after another. However, the rock Horned Dragon rhinoceros retreated six Zhang, while the tomb guard ghost only retreated four Zhang. It is not difficult to see that there is a big gap between the two.

But even so, song Yin, who was watching the battle in the distance, was surprised. Xiao Yang's rock horned rhinoceros was only a third-order Lord. Moreover, it was only when his tomb guard ghost used the corpse ghost hand.

This also means that if it is in the same level, even if the rock Horned Dragon rhinoceros does not use any spirit skills, it can defeat the tomb guard ghost with its strength!

"Ha ha, the gold seal in front of your rock Horned Dragon rhinoceros fist is the legendary dragon seal. Today, it's really extraordinary. However, if you want to defeat my tomb guard ghost with this, it's naive." Song Yin a smile, smile, but there is a cold.

"Oh?"

Smell speech, Xiao Yang didn't care to smile, with rock Horned Dragon rhinoceros, it's really difficult to take advantage of the tomb guard ghost, but he is not only a spirit beast.

"Red flame."

With a sharp look in his eyes, Xiao Yang's palm spread out, and the dark yellow summoning spirit formation quickly outlined in front of him. At the next moment, four feet of the red flame of shengyangyan roared out of it and landed beside yanjiaolongxi.

"Master Shuangyuan!" Song Yin looks at Xiao Yang, breathing slightly. Then, he suddenly thinks of something and exclaims, "are you Xiao Yang?"

"It's a great honor, master Songyin, to know my name." Xiao Yang's face was covered with a faint smile.

"Haha, I didn't expect that Meng Tianchen, the old man, was so clever that he didn't let the famous strong men in the Empire come to Youguang Empire, but found you."

Song Yin licked the corner of his mouth with ferocious eyes, and his voice rang out slowly: "it's said that you have a rinbing list. If I guess correctly, Zuo Qingshi, Fang Han and others should also come here. It's wishful thinking that you rookies who are not stained with a few drops of blood want to kill me."

"Grave keeper, kill them for me!"

Song Yin's fierce voice reverberated in the dark cemetery. The grave keeper's huge claws curled slightly, and immediately burst out, tearing at the head of red flame.Compared with the rock horned rhinoceros, the defense ability of red flame is much weaker. Persimmons need to be soft. With the intelligence of the Lord level spirit beast, they naturally understand this truth.

The shrill sound of breaking the wind came from the top of the head. The eyes like red flame and glass narrowed slightly. The three tails stretched abruptly, just like defense. They crossed in front of the body and protected the most vulnerable head.

"Bang!"

The fist of the ghost of guarding the tomb blows heavily on the cross tail of the fire, and red flame suddenly reverses rapidly. Under the suppression of the ghost of guarding the tomb, red flame's body smashes many dead trees and tombstones, and a long trace emerges on the ground.

Feeling the great power from the tail of the fire, the red flame's eyes were very dignified. It was only when there were four streamers of fire around his body that the tomb guard suppressed him.

"Bang!"

The sound of the ghost stepping back is like the sound of a sword with three sharp feet.

His body retreated a little. The ghost looked at the three scratches on his chest, and suddenly showed a strange smile. He raised his head, and the black fog quickly condensed on his open claws.

In a flash, a tombstone about the size of Zhang emerged. It was held between its two claws and immediately slapped down against the red flame.

"Bang!"

In this huge force, the air below, layer upon layer of explosion, harsh sound explosion, suddenly resounded.