Master of Beasts

Chapter 437

"Xiao Yang."

When Meng Tianchen's insipid voice spread, Su Manqing was stunned for a moment. Then, on her pretty cheek, there was some anger rising. Meng Tianchen, is this insulting her!

"Prince Meng, are you so confident that you can win the first two games?" Meng Chen's voice is just five steps of Su Qing.

"Ha ha, Su's little girl is still so hot tempered." Meng Tianchen faintly smiles, obviously has some understanding to Su Manqing.

"Prince Meng, I'd better change him. I don't want to bully him. If you insist on this, you will only make us faint people think that the snow moon is declining, and the younger generation is worse than the younger generation." Su Manqing is not polite way, from beginning to end, did not face up to Xiao Yang.

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

"Your name is Xiao Yang, isn't it?"

Su Manqing turned her eyes and said in a cold voice, "if you don't want to die, you will quit automatically. A fifth level spirit Master has no capital to fight with me. XueYue's vision of selecting people is getting worse and worse."

Smell speech, Xiao Yang helplessly shrugged, he also didn't want to participate in, just Meng Tianchen all opened his mouth, if he quit again, don't want to mix in the snow city in the future.

"If I have any capital, you can try later." Xiao Yang raised his head, facing Su Manqing's insipid way, not irritated by this unruly woman.

"I've seen a lot of smug people like you." Su Manqing came down from the mountain in a huff and puff. She was obviously too lazy to talk to Xiao Yang. In her eyes, only Zuo Qingshi and others were qualified to have an equal dialogue with her.

"All set?"

Seeing the empty area in the middle, Zhuang Bufan's hand turned slightly, and a bright animal like an elf appeared in front of him, shining like the sun all over his body.

"It's Zhuang Bufan's chanter. It's said that it's his spirit beast. It's not recorded in the spirit beast record. It shocked the whole xuanhuang city at that time!"

Among the numerous comments, Zuo Qingshi stepped out one step, and then a blue stone turtle shot from the ground, spreading its claws, filled with extremely sharp breath.

"Shifeng turtle." Xiao Yang's eyes flashed slightly.

Like Zuo Qingshi, his spirit beast, regardless of its name and appearance, is extremely ordinary. But as long as it is the young generation of Fengxue City, no one dares to underestimate this spirit beast. Anyone who has made sarcastic remarks has been deeply impressed by Zuo Qingshi's Shifeng turtle.

"The seventh level is higher than the Lord level. Look at the smell of Shifeng turtle, it's going to break through the eighth level. If brother Qingshi is not trapped in the snow moon Empire and comes to the mainland, he will surely be able to do something. Today, Zhuang Bufan understands it for the third time, hoping to win or lose." Zhuang Bufan gave a faint smile. The chanter in front of him sent out a soft light and rushed to the rock below.

"Easy to say." Left green stone a smile, but that smile, but with a bit sharp.

In the past few years, he had two private encounters with Zhuang Bufan, but each time it ended in a draw. This time, he was confident enough to defeat Zhuang Bufan's chanter.

"Streamer!" The smile on Zhuang Bufan's face converged, and suddenly rang out with a cold and dignified voice.

Standing in the middle of the sky, the chanter's little hand twists. In front of it, a bright array blooms and opens. The spiritual power sweeps through the sky, and countless light groups containing terrifying spiritual power, like a storm, are sweeping down toward the stone peak turtle.

Each light ball is enough to kill a fifth level spirit beast in an instant.

"Do you want to do that again?" Zuo Qingshi murmured, his face was still flat.

As the light group roared, the sharp claws of Shifeng turtle stood against a rock, and the tortoise shells on its back broke away from it one by one. Immediately, with the strong wind tearing the air, it went straight up to the light group.

"Bang! Bang! Bang

The tortoise shell collides with the guangtuan fiercely, and constantly explodes in the sky. The diffused energy is like gorgeous fireworks, staying in the air for a long time.

"Shua!"

In the burst of energy, countless slender stone pillars soared into the sky. In a moment, the area where the Turtle was located seemed to turn into a stone pillar forest.

"Chanters, wings of light!" Zhuang Bufan's tone is indifferent. He has studied Zuo Qingshi's Shifeng turtle thoroughly and naturally knows how to deal with it.

"Shua!"

Sure enough, on a stone pillar, the tortoise flies out of the dust. The tortoise's claws are full of cold light. The tortoise's spirit is full of power, and the tortoise's claws are fiercely tearing at the chanter.

There is no wave in his eyes. The chanter's hands are slightly closed. A pair of gorgeous wings of light stretch out from behind and quickly close to the front to protect it.

"Bang!"

The ghost claw of Shifeng turtle is imprinted on the light wing. The body of the chanter, in the violent fluctuation of spiritual power, hits the ground with a bang. Cracks spread rapidly in the position where it fell.

"I haven't seen you for such a long time. Your playing style is still so radical." Zhuang Bufan said."You are not the same?" Zuo Qingshi gave a noncommittal smile, and the sharp light in his eyes flashed: "Shifeng turtle, use the broken Yue claw to suppress the chanter!"

In the middle of the sky, Shifeng turtle's claws spread out, and the gathered spiritual power made its claws instantly become ten feet in size, and immediately carried the strong wind of oppression to suppress the chanters.

The luster of the claw, as if cast by rock, is hard and sharp.

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

"Whew!"

Just as the Turtle was about to land, countless bright beams of light suddenly shot out of the dust filled hole, and immediately swept around, and the surrounding peaks burst one after another.

Looking at the impact of the light column, Shifeng turtle's eyes were slightly frozen, and his huge claws were horizontal in front of him, forming a defense.

"Bang!"

The light column bombards the rock claws, and the turtle is thrown directly into the sky. With the continuous cracking of the light beam, its body is slightly shaking.

"Click!"

Finally, the claws of the rock broke, and the turtle turned in the air and landed on a stone pillar. The next moment, however, its dark yellow eyes contracted sharply.

On the top of its head, a Golden Book floats quietly. On the surface of the book, there is a sun like mark.

With the opening of the page, the violent spiritual power slowly diffuses in the air, and the surrounding air fluctuates slightly.

"High Lord level spirit skill, lightbook atlas!"