Master of Beasts

Under the gaze of many eyes, the cyan wind ball and the spinning flame ball collided brazenly, a ray of light flashed, the two were slightly shocked, and suddenly exploded.

"Boom!"

A terrifying wave of spiritual power swept over the high platform, causing ripples in the surrounding space, and the platform below was also crumbled inch by inch.

The violent spiritual impact raged wildly in the arena.

"Spiritual Wind Wall!"

"Wall of thorns and vines!"

The expressions of the surrounding Sifeng disciples changed one after another, and defenses were deployed in front of them.

With this level of spiritual impact, even they who were outside the battlefield felt a deadly threat.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The impact of spiritual power came, and many of the weaker disciples vomited blood, while the faces of others were also pale.

If they were in the center of the explosion, their defensive spirits might be destroyed along with their bodies.

"Hehe, as a new disciple, if you can fight like this with Ge Yun, even if you lose in the end, it will be the same as winning."

On the South Peak, an elder who was watching said with a smile.

There are boundaries between Sifeng disciples, but these elders do not,

"Yeah, but Henry Zhang has quite a lot of secrets. He killed the Linghuang and tamed the golden hair. I really don't know how he did it."

"Shut up, Peak Lord Qiu said it, don't bring this matter up again."

After an unknown amount of time, the storm raging in the field finally dissipated, but the air was filled with chaotic spiritual power, wisps of flames and strong winds scattered everywhere.

"puff!"

In mid-air, the body of the Wind Spiritist, like a bird with broken wings, crossed a parabola and slammed heavily on the shattered high platform. The blood spit out from his mouth drew out a long line of blood in mid-air.

"Wow!"

There was an uproar among the crowd.

Ge Yun's Wind Spirit,

Was hit hard?

"Where is Henry's Firefox?"

There was a sound of exclamation, and everyone glanced quickly, and finally found Chi Yan's figure in the middle of the damaged high platform.

Crouching among the broken stones, Chiyan's six tails were weakly scattered, and its small head was drooping limply, the hair all over its body became scorched and messy, and there were bloodstains of different shades in the It is criss-crossed.

Looking at this scene, everyone couldn't help being dumbfounded.

Ge Yun's Wind Spiritist and Henry Zhang's six-tailed holy spirit fox are both losers!

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Song Qing's teeth were clenched together tightly, and the eyes looking at Henry Zhang were full of chills, but there was a trace of fear in it, which could not be concealed no matter what.

Chi Yan and the wind master were paralyzed on the high platform, motionless, and Sifeng's disciples all looked at each other in blank dismay.

How to calculate this?

"Junior brother Xiao is a new disciple, and he's only a third-ranker. This battle should be won by my side at the North Peak." A young man with a high reputation in the North Peak spoke with a clear voice.

After leaving the North Peak, in this peak arena, no matter whether they win or lose, it represents their respective peaks.

"That's right, Ge Yun is an old disciple who has been famous for a long time. It stands to reason that he should crush Henry Zhang." This time, it was a new disciple who was in the same class as Henry Zhang.

"What the hell, a draw is a draw, how can there be a win or a loss?"

"That is, if you leave the Four Small Peaks and fight with people outside, will they care if you are a new disciple or an old disciple?"

Nanfeng's side exploded in an instant, scolding fiercely with the people from Beifeng, while Youli's small face was slightly helpless.

She is a disciple of Nanfeng, and she can't take action against Henry Zhang, so she can only choose not to help each other.

Staring at Henry Zhang, Ge Yun's face had a few veins popping up, he didn't expect that it would end like this.

"You don't agree?"

Facing Ge Yun's cold gaze, Henry Zhang said lightly.

"What do you have to convince me?"

Ge Yun is like a powder barrel that has been patient for a long time. Under the guidance of Henry Zhang's line of fire, he broke out completely: "My wind master, after a while, will be able to break through to the sixth level, and it will not be difficult to crush you , and you are just a lucky draw, what right do you have to get carried away?!"

"You only took a small advantage, and your tail is up to the sky. It's hard for a person like you to achieve great things in your life!"

Hearing this, many people's eyelids twitched.

Ge Yun's wind master is about to break through to the sixth level?

This level of strength definitely has the qualifications to enter the inner peak.

"You are really dissatisfied." Henry Zhang shook his head with a faint smile.

"I know that you are a three-source spiritual master. Now, let your other two spirit beasts take action. At worst, I will admit defeat." Ge Yun sneered.

He felt no shame in failing in this way.

On the contrary, it will only make him think that Henry Zhang's only ability is to use the identity of the three-source spiritual master to win.

"Since we want you to be submissive, we must let you find no excuse for failure." Henry Zhang turned his gaze and landed on Chi Yan.

"Wow!"

Chi Yan, who had entered the state of fox confusion, stood up staggeringly, and a few gravels rolled down from his body, as if he would fall down at any time.

"That's all you need?" Ge Yun said sarcastically, and it's not like his Spirit General of Yufeng couldn't stand up.

"Just based on this." Henry Zhang raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.

"His Firefox obviously has no fighting power... Wait!"

A disciple of Dongfeng shouted in horror: "What's going on, the wound is healing?"

Clusters of tiny blue flames sprang up all over Chi Yan's body, and while burning, they quickly healed those large and small wounds.

"This flame..."

The eyes of the elder on the South Peak flickered suddenly: "I said, why is it so familiar? Healing ability, endless life, this is Sheng Lingyan!"

"Shengyangyan, Shenglingyan, this Firefox is too complicated to play." An elder shook his head and laughed.

When he met Henry Zhang, Ge Yun was planted.

Under Ge Yun's shocked gaze, the wound on Chi Yan's body quickly disappeared into nothingness.

"Shua!"

Looking at the wind-spiriter, Chiyan stepped on it, and rushed out suddenly, with six elongated fire tails, lifting the body of the wind-spiriter high.

Deep in the midair, there was a trace of panic in the eagle-like eyes of the Wind Spiritist.

It didn't understand how Chi Yan, who had been severely injured with it, had almost returned to its peak state after such a short time.

"Boom!"

With a slight flick of Chi Yan's tail, the body of the Wind Spiritist fell to the bottom of the high platform, his whole body limp.

"Ge Yun lost." Qi Yan murmured in a low voice, but his eyes were full of fighting intent. Sooner or later, he would return all the humiliation he suffered today!

Withdrawing his gaze from the wind master, Henry Zhang looked at Ge Yun, and an indifferent voice sounded above the high platform.

"Now, have you taken it yet?"