With a huge mouth filled with thunder light, the wild thunder dragon roared out quickly, and the overflowing thunder dragon caused the surrounding space to be twisted like the surface of water.

"Dead!" The Spirit King standing beside Master Tan coldly shouted.

This wild thunder dragon is his spirit beast.

His task is to kill Xiao Yang and bring his body back to receive a reward.

The Desolate Thunder Dragon rushed in, and the eyes of the Sword Master in the Sky were calm as a deep pool. The long sword flicked slightly, and the rotating sword wheel was restrained and dazzling.

Yi Jiantian, the most powerful is the back hand.

The power of a thorn can pierce mountains and rivers!

"Huh!"

Turning into a sharp sword light, the Sky Sword Master shot out quickly, and the sky was instantly torn apart with a long trace. The owner of the Wild Thunder Dragon, his complexion changed wildly: "Come back!"

However, he was still a step slower after all.

I saw a ray of light flashed by.

The sharp long sword instantly smashed the thunder light in the mouth of the wild thunder dragon. The figure of the sky sword master appeared behind the wild thunder dragon like lightning, pointing diagonally to the sword tip on the ground, a drop of red blood, slowly dripping .

The space is slightly quiet.

next moment.

"Boom!"

The ten-foot-sized body of the Desolate Thunder Dragon resembled a shattered bamboo, bursting to pieces from head to tail, and Master Tan's face was immediately covered by the color of horror.

There was a time when Xiao Yang killed the Desolate King and needed several spirit beasts and profound beasts to join forces, and in the end, if the Little Demon Mushroom didn't break through from the inside, Xiao Yang would undoubtedly lose.

Now, with only a Sky Sword Master, he could kill the Desolate Thunder Dragon in an instant.

The bloodline of the Wild Thunder Dragon is much stronger than that of the Wild Rock Saint.

This change can be described as earth-shaking!

"How dare you kill my Barren Thunder Dragon!" The powerful Spirit King beside Master Tan, with a pale face, staring at Xiao Yang, his killing intent was frantically high.

He had done things for Da Lei Tian for so many years before he was given a Wild Thunder Dragon.

Now, it was easily destroyed by Xiao Yang.

"Why, you are only allowed to kill me, and I am not allowed to fight back?" Xiao Yang glanced at the man faintly, and the latter's blue veins violently broke out, and he sternly shouted, "All shots, kill this kid!"

"Boom!"

The dazzling light of thunder flooded the entire space, and the wild thunder dragons appeared one after another, entrenched in the sky, and the figure on the back of each wild thunder dragon had a gloomy look.

I thought that only one of them would be able to capture Xiao Yang, but right now, they had to appear together and besiege a junior.

But whoever is strong in the spirit king, who is not stubborn, will be a little resistant to doing this kind of thing, and their faces will not look good when they are spread out in the future.

"Four second-order spirit kings." Xiao Yang's eyes condensed slightly: "Sword Master of the Sky, go."

The sword light bloomed under his feet, and the Sword Master of the Sky just stepped back.

"Want to go?"

The joking voice sounded, the Sky Sword Master's expression was horrified, his body suddenly moved to the left, and the fiery flames fell domineeringly in front of him.

That huge flame scorpion, the carapace all over, burns like a flame, and the end of the erected scorpion's tail is shimmering with unmatched luster.

The most shocking thing is that its pair of giant claws, huge pinching force, even some third-order high throne-level spirit beasts, may not be able to resist.

The Flame Soul Spirit Emperor Scorpion, a third-tier intermediate throne-level spirit beast, and the smiling middle-aged man standing on its back is the master of the Scorpion King Sect, Zhou Zhen.

"This time, let's see where you go." Zhou Zhen smiled playfully.

"Huh!"

The sharp sound of breaking the wind came from above, causing a tingling sensation in his skin. Xiao Yang's eyes sank, and he shouted, "Block it!"

"Chang!"

The sharp wolf claws slashed on the sword. The body of the sword master of the sky fell uncontrollably. The Brahma Wind wolf above, his eyes were fierce, and his claws continued to grasp at a speed like a violent wind. Out.

"Qiangqiang!"

The dazzling sparks splashed on the sword, and the sky sword master snorted coldly. A pair of gorgeous golden sword wings stretched out from the side of the sharp sword like a hard shield.

"See how long you can resist." The wolf palace suspended in the sky, with awe-inspiring killing intent: "Vatican Wind Wolf, no string wind claw."

"When you come up, you will be cruel?" Zhou Zhen smiled.

Stringless Wind Claw, a medium throne level spirit skill, the Brahma Wind Wolf of the Wolf Palace used this spirit skill to shred a third-order medium throne level spirit beast.

Even he was secretly surprised by the destructive power.

"Huh!"

Sen Leng stared at the sky sword master below. The crossed claws of the Brahma Wind Wolf suddenly tore out. The space could not stop twisting, and the slender traces were cut like six staggered wind strings. .

"Crack!"

The sword wing collapsed suddenly, and the Sky Sword Master's body flashed continuously. The space where it was just now was ripped apart arbitrarily, and the dark space cracks had not been closed for a long time.

Staring coldly at the Brahma Wind Wolf, three dazzling bloodstains appeared on the chest of the Sky Sword Master, looking like a shrinking wolf claw.

"Little bastard, if you dare to waste my son, I will break your bones one by one, and then seal them in a jar ~lightnovelpub.net~ to torment for a hundred years." Lang Palace stared at Xiao Yang savagely.

"Then also see if you have the ability." Xiao Yang raised his head and said, "The withered old man in the Mad Lion Palace, now that he is here, why hide and hide? Shouldn't it be like them and sneak attack on a junior. "

The bright golden light spread in all directions, the huge holy light lion slowly landed, and the old withered on its back snorted coldly: "The strength is not very good, but the soul strength is extremely strong. If you are not a sixth-rank alchemist, what If you can escape our pursuit several times, young people, it’s better not to be overwhelmed and beware of premature death."

Next to the withered old man, a cold-faced Mu Qian appeared, but beside him, there was no Dark Soul Night Demon Lion.

The sword of the Sky Sword Master is unmatched. Even though the Throne-level self-healing ability is strong, it will take half a day to fully recover.

"Run, why don't you keep running." Master Tan smiled, his eyes full of domineering irony.

"I said, it’s just a group of spirit kings oppressing me. You, a ninth-order spirit emperor, are you here to join in the excitement to show your sense of existence? If you seem to be panicked, I, the ninth-order spirit emperor, will live and die with you How about fighting?" Xiao Yang glanced at Master Tan.

"You..." Master Tan's face was green.

As the ninth-tier spirit emperor, how could he be Xiao Yang's opponent.

"If you don't dare, just shut up honestly, adults, children, don't join in the fun."

There was a voice that made Master Tan's eyes flushed again, and Xiao Yang faintly looked at Old Man and the others: "A few third-order spirit kings, together to block one of my juniors, are you not afraid of spreading it out?

"Weak people always find so many reasons for themselves. It's ridiculous to say something about elders and juniors." The old man snorted coldly, "Zhou Zhen, Wolf Palace, we will work together to kill this son to avoid future troubles."

(End of this chapter)