Master of Beasts

Chapter 767

"Next, it's my turn to attack."

Xiao Yang's cold laughter spread, and the old man looked at the humming wheel of ice and fire. Suddenly, he had an unexpected premonition in his heart.

Tan CE, it's very likely to lose.

Even killed!

"Damn, what kind of magic is it? It can fuse the spirit power!" The face of the old man with blood and bone is blue.

Tan CE, however, is a five level spiritual disk, while Xiao Yang, however, is only a three-level one.

This was the first time he felt that his blood sacrifice was so vulnerable.

"I'm not wrong, Xiao Yang has combined the fire attribute and ice attribute together!"

"No explosion? It's impossible

"Who can tell me how powerful the combination of fire and ice will be?"

The sound of shock reverberated in the mouths of many disciples.

The integration of spiritual power is a means that ordinary people dare not even think about.

This is also the first time that Xiao Yang performed in front of the disciples of sixiaofeng.

"Fusion of psychic power?" Tan CE stares at the palm of Xiao Yang's hand. As the light wheel rotates rapidly, his heart suddenly sinks.

Then he remembered that Xiao Yang swallowed dozens of Mingquan fruits and destroyed the rumors of the Bai family.

When he heard it for the first time, he doubtless scoffed.

A little spirit Master, even if he swallows more dark spring fruit, can't have that kind of power, because his spirit beast and spirit skill won't increase with it.

But now, he didn't believe it.

It's possible to destroy the Bai family and kill the strong one of the spirit emperor!

"But you swallowed the fruit of the netherworld."

With a sharp look in his eyes, Tan CE said with a grim smile: "now you are much weaker than that time in Bai's family. You want to scare me away, and you are delusional."

"Lingshu, Xuefeng Dao!"

Tan CE's murderous voice fell down, and a blood knife about ten feet in size took shape rapidly in front of him. The red blood gas revolved around the body of the blood knife at high speed.

"Chop!"

With a wave of his right hand down, Tan CE's violent cheers rang through the air.

"Shua!"

About ten Zhang long blood knife, tearing the air, with a fuzzy blood light, facing Xiao Yang on the stone platform, chopping down, sharp wind breaking, continuous.

"Go

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Xiao Yang waved his palm, and the spinning light wheel of ice and fire, whew, came up. The sharp edge of the light wheel cut the space into traces.

In the nervous eyes of the crowd.

The blood knife and the light wheel collided fiercely in the upper half of the stone platform, and the dull explosion spread around, which made people's minds buzzing.

"Bang!"

The stone platform is half empty. The blade of the blood knife and the edge of the light wheel are precisely shaken together. The dazzling sparks are splashed at the intersection.

For a moment, the two were hard to win.

"Asshole."

There was a flash of fierce light in his eyes. Tan CE bit his teeth and cut off the red blood bead from his wrist with sharp fingertips. He quickly fell into the blood knife.

With the replenishment of blood gas, the blood saber shines brightly, pressing down the light wheel below.

"Ha ha!"

Because of too much blood loss, Tan CE's face turned white. Seeing this scene, his face suddenly began to smile again: "break it for me!"

In his heart, the victory of this battle will belong to him.

"Then break it." Looking at the ice and fire wheel in the downwind, Xiao Yang whispered, and the spirit power in the first spirit gate and the second spirit gate roared out without reservation.

"Click!"

A dazzling crack, spread out in the blood knife surface, blood bone old man's eyes, cold.

His proud blood sacrifice was crushed

The sound of a broken glass suddenly rings in the air. The blood knife full of cracks breaks into pieces all over the sky. The spinning wheel of ice and fire is like a flash of lightning.

"Shua!"

Although the color of the halo, dim a lot, but the sharp breath, it is still no less than half a point.

"No..."

Tan CE's face finally showed panic. However, before he could Dodge, the sharp light wheel just passed through his body.

"Bang!"

Not far from the rear of Tan CE, the light wheel turned into a sky full of light spots, floating in the air.

Its spiritual power is finally exhausted.

The light wheel passes through Tan CE's body. On the latter's chest, a blood red thread emerges. All the disciples of sixiaofeng are dull and can't believe their eyes.

Tan CE, failed?

"You You... "

Looking at the bloodstain tearing his body, Tan CE opened his mouth and twisted his face, which was extremely terrifying.He didn't want to die.

It was not easy for him to become a disciple of the blood bone old man.

It's not easy for him to get the chance.

How could he die here!

"By the way, I still have blood sacrifice!"

In front of Tan CE's body, a spirit beast with blood attribute looms.

"As long as I sacrifice it, I can live!"

His chest heaved rapidly, and the smile on Tan CE's face was like a morbid state, which made many people feel cold.

"Asshole, that's what it feels like."

His head was dizzy, and Xiao Yang was paralyzed and almost fell to the ground. This was the result of excessive spending of spiritual power.

"Blood sacrifice!"

With the last breath, Tan CE's roar came out.

"Sacrifice, sacrifice your head!"

The cold light in his eyes flashed, and Xiao Yang was tired. He stepped on the ground with his feet. His body was like a shell coming out of the chamber, and he rose to the top of Tan CE.

Looking at Tan CE below, Xiao Yang's eyes are cold and his fist blows down.

"Bang!"

The sound is loud, and the ripples spread. The hit tance falls to the ground and smashes a huge pit.

Billows of smoke and dust filled the air from the pit.

Lying in the deep pit, Tan CE has a bloody mouth. His dim vision, through the smoke, looks at Xiao Yang in the sky, with deep regret in his heart.

What he regretted was not that he was the enemy of Xiao Yang, but that he didn't use all means to kill Xiao Yang when he was weak.

But it's too late.

The vitality gradually dissipated, and Tan CE's vision fell into darkness.

"It's over at last."

Endless fatigue comes to his mind. Xiao Yang's body softens and falls to the ground powerlessly.

Before he was in a coma, he only felt a fresh fragrance filling his nose. The softness from his back made him feel a lot more relaxed

"Master Xuegu, your disciple, I can't help beating you." Qiu Ling looked at the face of the old man, smiling.

"Good bye, Lord Qiu. I'll come back to worship the mountain another day." Blood bone old man word by word of way, immediately turned around, head also don't turn of rush out four small peaks.

Stealing chicken is not eating rice.

No matter how cheeky he is, he has no face to stay here.

The next moment, a burst of joyful cheers, resounding through the four peaks.

The object of their cheers was naturally the boy who fell into a coma