Master of Beasts

Chapter 812

"Wow

Nine violent tornado storms swept through the canyon, immediately scattered everywhere, crazy rotation, that momentum, no doubt very amazing.

"It's Jing Yun!" A disciple of the fifth peak, looking at the split cloud Griffin suspended in the middle of the tornado storm, could not help exclaiming.

Jing Yun, in the fifth peak of fame and status, in the absolute top, his every move, will attract a lot of attention.

"What happened?"

"It's said that Hua Ping has been planted in the hands of a man from four small peaks. He must take revenge for his relationship with Jing Yun."

"Although Hua Ping can't compare with Jing Yun, he is also the sixth level spirit plate. Among the four small peaks, someone can kill him?"

All over the mountains and fields, countless people gathered here and talked about it. Even some passing disciples could not help but stop and looked in the direction where Jing Yun was.

"It's said that the man who killed Huaping was Xiao Yang. He was in the limelight among the four small peaks."

"No matter how popular he is, he will pay the price for provoking Jing Yun!"

"It seems that Xiao Yang is just a new disciple who has just entered the peak for one year."

"Is it true or not? Is it really fierce?"

During the heated discussion among the disciples of the fifth peak, all the disciples of the four small peaks in the canyon looked at each other face to face. From the camp point of view, the two sides were indistinctly distinguished.

"Even the disciples at the top of the sixth level lingpan can be easily killed. It seems that Xiao Yang has left us behind again." The petals linger between the fingers. Anyou shakes her head and smiles.

"That guy, when he first entered the peak, even Rosen could beat him. Now, he can fight with the people of the fifth peak. This cultivation speed is really abnormal." Xue Yi gave a bitter smile.

Listen to two people's conversation, one side of Qi Yan, mercilessly clenched his fist, a unwilling and angry mood, rushed to the heart.

Since he was defeated by Xiao Yang in Nanfeng, he tried his best to break through the six level spiritual plate not long ago. He was just planning to beat Xiao Yang in front of you Li before the end of the training.

Now, Xiao Yang not only surpasses him in the rank, but also Hua Ping, who is at the top of the sixth level of lingpan, is killed, which makes his depression almost burst out.

"Shua!"

Several gorgeous rainbow, flying from afar, many people's eyes, are extremely excited.

Jing Yun is the representative of the fifth peak, and Xiao Yang is on the same level with him in popularity and reputation because he climbed to the top of the little pagoda.

People in the field have been waiting for so long in this turbulent wind gorge just to see what the collision between the two will be.

"Ha ha, the boy named Xiao Yang is dead."

"Isn't that bullshit?"

Many of the disciples of the fifth peak burst out laughing, which made some of the disciples of the fourth peak dare to be angry.

With a light fire wing, Xiao Yang looked at the nine tornado storms and gave a faint smile: "it seems that someone is ready to welcome us."

"Go

With a sneer, Jing Yun waved his hand. Nine whirling tornado storms pulled up the weeds and dead branches on the ground and swept away fiercely at Xiao Yang and others who were sweeping here.

"Hum, a small skill of carving insects!" Xia Zhen pointed a little: "the spirit of shadow, the awn of void!"

"Shua!"

With Xia Zhen sitting on it, the spirit of shadow disappears suddenly. At the next moment, black sharp marks appear alternately in the air. Tornadoes and hurricanes with violent energy suddenly split from the middle, shaking the surrounding towering mountain walls.

"The spirit of shadow, the exclusive spirit beast of Qianyao hall?" Jing Yun's brow slightly wrinkled.

"Qianyao hall, what is that?" Song Wan'er does not care about the curl of the mouth, said disdain.

"That's the power that ten Lingfeng empires dare not provoke." Jing Yun's cold way.

Hearing the speech, song Wan'er's delicate body trembled and quickly closed her mouth.

Lingfeng empire is a large empire in the northern region. Its comprehensive strength is no less than one of the four small peaks. Jing Yun's words, no doubt a heavy hammer, made her dare not speak more.

"Do you want me to kill him for you?"

Two legs shake, and the dark shadow of snow white suddenly appears in the sky.

Storm around endlessly, split cloud Griffin fell to Jingyun rear, sharp eyes, like a sharp sword.

"Xiao Yang, is that all you have?"

Looking at Xiao Yang in the sky, Jing Yun sneered: "in the year when I was away, the quality of the disciples recruited by Si Xiaofeng was getting worse and worse. Any messy people can come in. A guy who only depends on women can also become the representative of Si Xiaofeng? Funny.

"Ha ha!"

Jing Yun's words immediately caused a roar of laughter. All the disciples of the fifth peak were laughing so much that they could see that many of the disciples of the fourth peak were grinding their teeth secretly.This is naked contempt and provocation!

"The old disciples look down on the new ones. When they become old ones, they don't pay attention to the new ones." Anyou looked around and shook her head helplessly.

It's a dead cycle.

"You are Youli, aren't you?"

Song Wan'er, next to Jing Yun, looks at the elegant Youli. She can't help feeling envious: "I advise you to take a long-term view. There are so many excellent disciples in the thirteen peaks. They are so close to a weak person. Sooner or later, they will not come to a good end."

"It won't bother you." When it comes to Xiao Yang, you Li's voice, which is always peaceful, is a little fierce.

"Hum." Song Wan'er gave a cold hum.

After Xiao Yang is trampled by Jing Yun, how can you pretend to be hypocritical and calm!

"Do you really want to fight?" Xiao Yang looked down at Jing Yun, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Otherwise, do you think I've been waiting so long to have a family with you?" Jing Yun sneers.

"In that case, shall we make a bet?" Xiao Yang looks calm.

"He said Jing Yun flicked his finger and raised his head again, laughing and joking.

"Six months after entering the 13th peak, the loser shall give half of the beads to the winner, and the number of beads paid each month shall not be less than 500000."

"Wow

All of a sudden, the noise of chaos rang out.

This is a tough bet.

The loser's training speed, at least in six months, will fall behind a lot because of the payment of the beads, and the winner will advance by leaps and bounds.

If you win, it's OK. Once you lose, you will lose a lot!

"You are so sure that you are the one who wins in the end?" Jing Yun looks at Xiao Yang and his eyes flash with fierce light. Xiao Yang's pig like gambling makes him feel insulted.

Xiao Yang, clearly is to oneself, have great confidence!

"Why, dare not?" Xiao Yang picked the corner of his mouth with a smile.

Staring at Xiao Yang, Jing Yun's face, with a ferocious color, slowly revealed.

"Xiao Yang, you are very good. I took the bet"

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