The **** eagle was divided into two halves, with dull and stiff eyes in the air. After that, the red blood sprayed wildly from the place where it broke, making Wu Lang and Zhong Mu's faces full of shock and horror.

The **** eagle, but the ninth-order high lord level, and Xiao Yang, is only the ninth-order spirit master, how could it not even take a blow from his spirit beast!

Standing in mid-air, Xueyou has a slender figure and a slender spear pointing obliquely to the ground. A hazy snow-colored light film covers the tip of the gun, making the sharp tip of the gun even stronger.

Xuehuiyan, a low-level Nirvana-level spirit skill, can be attached to any part of a snow-type spirit beast to strengthen it, and then launch a fatal blow in a short moment.

If it weren't for the attributes of the poison-eating three-headed scorpion, it would be immune to most of the damage from the snow-attribute spirit skills, and would suffer severe damage from this swift blow, and even the possibility of being buried.

Seeing Wu Lang who was shocked, Xiao Yang's eyes were indifferent, and his slender palm was slowly raised, aiming at the direction of the former.

"Asshole, don't think you can kill me!"

With an angry roar, Wu Lang waved his palm, and a blood ball exuding violent spiritual power hit the ground heavily, and the dazzling blood light suddenly exploded.

"boom!"

The majestic blood light spread, and Xue Youmei, who was stepping in the air, quickly swept back, blocking Xiao Yang's body, and turning the spear with a sharp sound of breaking wind, resisting the surging blood light.

This blood cell is the egg of the Nirvana-level **** eagle. The impact generated by the explosion can easily kill the eighth-order spirit master, and even some ninth-order spirit masters do not dare to shake it hard.

With the monstrous blood light, filled with long and narrow beautiful eyes, Tang Honglian's pretty face changed abruptly.

With her strength, she couldn't resist this kind of shock.

at this time……

"do not move."

A gentle voice rang in her ears, and then, she clearly felt that a black robe wrapped her body, that was not a thick, but extremely powerful arm, a tight ring On her waist, and her cheek, there is a warm chest.

Sniffing the man's breath coming from his nose, Tang Honglian's pretty face was flushed with a flush, which seemed extremely charming.

In an extremely ambiguous posture, Xiao Yang held Tang Honglian in his arms, but Xiao Yang's eyes were still pure, without any other thoughts, Xueyou's charming and slender snow spear was spinning crazily in front of him.

"Chang!"

After a few breaths, the spear in Xue Youmei's hand plunged straight into the ground, and the ground in front of it was fan-shaped, a mess that was destroyed.

"Xiao Yang, when I find Bai Qi, I will surely let people take your life!"

Rushing out of the valley at the fastest speed, a grinning smile appeared on Wu Lang's face.

After spending so long with Bai Qi, he was very clear about how terrifying Bai Qi's current strength was, and even some of the people at the forefront of the spiritual monument were attached to him.

"I didn't kill you directly. I just wanted to see how many hole cards your old opponent could have, but you disappointed me very much." The direction of Xiao Yang's palm turned slowly, and then he shook it suddenly.

"You are not ashamed!" Hearing Xiao Yang's voice, Wu Lang's mouth was full of disdain, and he ran here. Can you catch him up?

"Shit!"

A violent pain suddenly came from his abdomen. Wu Lang was taken aback for a moment. Even if he saw a slender blood line, it appeared in his abdomen and spread all the way to his back.

"Snapped!"

The color of horror rose in his eyes, and Wu Lang's upper body slid directly to the ground. When his head hit the ground, he could still vaguely see the lower half of his body standing in place.

"The devil... the devil!"

Taking a few steps backwards, Zhong Mu looked at Xiao Yang tremblingly, with an icy chill that radiated from his bones: "What kind of sorcery did you use, it is so vicious!"

The palm of his hand slowly dropped, Xiao Yang expressionless, and he didn't even have the mood to pay attention to Zhong Mu in the distance.

A seventh-order spiritual master, in today's great wasteland, can only struggle at the bottom.

"You... still don't let go..."

The faint sound of mosquitoes and flies reached his ears. Xiao Yang was stunned for a moment, then quickly released his arms, and smiled sly.

His tremendous strength caused Tang Honglian’s white skin to be drawn out with a circle of obvious red marks, and the softness of his chest made him realize that just now in what kind of posture, he was rudely embracing this delicate body. In the arms.

"Stop him!" Tang Honglian turned her head and looked at Zhong Mu who wanted to escape, her voice was a bit cold.

There is nothing more angry than betrayed by someone you trust.

"Ok."

Although he didn't know what happened, Xiao Yang nodded, and Xue Youmei beside him shot out suddenly, and the sharp spear slammed into the ground.

With his toes on the top of the gun, Xue Youmei looked down at Zhong Mu condescendingly, and the snow-white spiritual power swayed rapidly in her open hands, causing Zhong Mu's body to froze in place for a while.

"Zhong Mu, give me an explanation." Tang Honglian's voice was cold, she couldn't understand how this person who was saved by her father could become like this.

"Explain, what explanation do you want to hear!"

The sluggish Zhong Mu suddenly saw a terrifying fierce light in his eyes, and roared: "It was you who killed Wu Lang and lost his shelter. I can't live for three days in the wild and ancient land. Do you want to Kill me!"

"What happened to Wu Lang last time? You won't lose a single hair? As for such a big fight~lightnovelpub.net~ Being asleep by other people is also asleep, why can't you be asleep?

"Tang Honglian, I only discovered your true face today. It turns out that your heart is so insidious. You would rather watch me die than help me!"

"Snapped!"

Zhong Mu, who kept roaring, was suddenly slapped to the ground, and Xiao Yang on the side gently rubbed his numb palm.

"Sorry, this guy is too noisy and can't hold it back."

Looking sadly at Zhong Mu on the ground, Tang Honglian felt mixed.

Zhong Mu's age was obviously much older than Xiao Yang, but what he thought in his heart was not how to become stronger with his own strength, but to use all means to humbly take refuge in other people's hands.

At first, when Xiao Yang was still a spiritualist, he dared to enter the Bai family alone, and even Bai Xiao, a strong spiritualist, could not be removed by him.

The two are simply incomparable!

"Want to live?"

With a disdainful sneer, Xiao Yang said coldly: "As long as you follow Honglian honestly, as long as I'm still alive, no one will move you. Wu Lang's trash can't even protect himself and can protect him. other people?"

Hearing this, Zhong Mu, who was lying on the ground, felt like being struck by five thunders.

Yes, Xiao Yang would definitely not watch him die if he was next to Tang Honglian. Moreover, Xiao Yang's strength was much stronger than Wu Lang!

The emotion of regret rushed to my heart, and then the next moment, there was a touch of heat across Zhong Mu's neck.

His eyes widened suddenly, and Zhong Mu was amazed to see that a fiery red lotus petal was sandwiched between Tang Honglian’s slender fingertips, and a drop of hot blood dripped down...

"In order not to shame Uncle Zhong in the future, you should stay here forever."

Throwing the fiery red lotus petals into the ground, Tang Honglian's very charming little face was cold.

(End of this chapter)