"Song Xiaoyou, why are you here?" Feng Xiao flew out from among the seven monks, leaned forward slightly, and asked Song Renjia.

"Senior Feng, I hope you can withdraw from this battle. Song Renjia said.

"You're messing around!" Feng Xiao said angrily, "You are a person from the Chaotian Tower of the Tang Martial Arts Mansion, why did you instead help the abuse and stand on the side of the demon beasts?"

"I'm not anyone's person, I just want to help a mother. Song Renjia said.

"Interesting, Feng Xiao, this is the junior you brought from the human world?" A Yuan Ying stepped forward and looked at Song Renjia playfully, "The cultivation is not high, but the courage is not small." ”

"We finally invited Huang Yun Ancestor, and before we surrendered the Mastiff King, this kid rode on the Mastiff King's head first. Spread out, and it won't make people laugh off their big teeth?" another strong man stepped forward, alongside Feng Xiao.

"Don't talk nonsense, how many people have this kid attracted the attention of Wugong Island before, and it's not because he is holding a little mastiff in his arms?"

"Li also saw it, presumably this kid has already taken refuge in the demon beast line, and he is the enemy of our martial arts mansion. ”

Feng Xiao's face was ugly: "Everyone, my junior was indeed confused by the Mastiff King, I will let him go back, please don't embarrass him." ”

"Senior Feng, it's you who have been confused by greed. Song Renjia said, "Please also let go of a mother who has just given birth and leave now, otherwise, I will not be able to save you." ”

"You're still obsessed!" Feng Xiao said angrily, "Wait until I go back and tell Master Chen Gong and let him punish you heavily!"

Song Renjia frowned, but the next moment he relaxed: "Master Chen Gong will not be as profit-oriented and forgetful as you said. Senior Feng, are you really not leaving?"

"I should have asked you this sentence, now leave quickly, go to your room and think about it behind closed doors!"

Song Renjia shook his head, and the power of gods and demons appeared on the Ying Gong halberd, and said, "Go on!"

"Haha, what an arrogant junior! The wind is howling, I'm sorry. Come on, see if you can take my punch!" A strong man who was a strong man with a Yuan Infant cultivation appeared on his fist, and with a punch, the fiery red light fist surged towards Song Renjia.

Song Renjia raised his eyebrows, the feeling of this punch was very familiar. He handed the halberd to his left hand, clenched his right hand into a fist, and the crimson flames burned.

Song Renjia punched out, and he also hit a fiery red light fist. Although the fist is smaller, the flames burning on it are more vigorous.

Rumble!

The two fists collided, and a violent flame explosion occurred, and the fiery flame fluctuations made Song Renjia's clothes lift, and the hunting sound.

"You're not a simple junior, and you even know the supreme fire fist technique. The strong man's face showed surprise.

Roar!

The mastiff king roared angrily, and a mouthful of black light spewed out, heading straight for the strong man.

A cyan flying sword slashed through, cutting the light bullet in half, and the flying sword was sharp and fast, cutting towards Song Renjia's head.

"Feng Daoyou, I'm sorry, your junior is a little troublesome, I can't let him ruin our plans. A personable monk said with a flying sword on his feet.

Feng Xiao's face was ugly, and at this moment, it was too late for him to stop it. Obviously, Song Renjia's actions angered several Yuanying monks.

The flying sword was fast, but Song Renjia was not slow to react, and the Ying Gong halberd picked up and picked the flying sword away. But the flying sword did not retreat, changed direction, and stabbed towards Song Renjia's back.

Roar!

The Mastiff King let out a low roar, and a circle of brief black ripples emanated from him. The ripples rippled to the flying sword, causing the flying sword to stagnate for a while.

And Song Renjia also seized this opportunity, roared angrily, and turned around and slashed vigorously. Black divine and demonic power appeared on the halberd blade, and it slashed at the blade.

Click!

The flying sword was broken into two pieces.

The monk snorted, blood appearing from the corners of his mouth.

"His weapons are not simple, they are peerless divine weapons. The monk wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a gloomy face.

"Peerless Divine Soldier!" several Yuanying Cultivators were slightly shocked, and the next moment, their eyes also showed a greedy light.

"Let's catch it together, what do you say?" said one of the infant monks.

"I'm in favor. ”

"I agree. ”

"Wind Howling, you're not going to object, are you?"

"I'm ......" Feng Xiao had a look of struggle on his face, but he finally gave in when he saw the dangerous eyes of several Yuanying Cultivators.

"I agree. Feng Xiao said.

"Okay, then let's set up the King Capture Array. A white-haired old man flew out and took out a formation plate in his hand.

Several other Yuanying monks also took out a formation plate and scattered around. Depending on the situation, it is to surround the mastiff king and the Song people.

"The King Capture Array needs six people, Wind Howling, you go and stop them, don't let them run away. The white-haired old man said.

"Good. The wind howling machinery responded, slowly drifting forward, standing opposite the send-off.

"You're really not going back?" asked Wind Howling again.

"I'm sorry, Brother Feng. Thank you for the escort all the way before. Song Renjia said, "Now, I have to go." ”

"Mastiff King, I will temporarily put you into my Spirit Beast Ring, and I will take you out of here. Song Renjia said, "Do you believe me?"

"I believe in you. The mastiff said in a deep voice.

She changed to her original size, and Song Renjia took her into the spirit beast ring.

"Sure enough, I was taken advantage of by this kid. The wind is howling, and you still don't want to do it?!" shouted the strong man Yuanying Monk.

"I can't save you now. Feng Xiao took out a cyan long sword and said expressionlessly.

"I hope you don't regret it. Song Renjia said. His wings shook behind his back and he quickly retreated backwards.

"Ten million wind blades!" the wind roared angrily, pinching his hands to cast spells, and countless wind blades appeared out of thin air from Song Renjia's retreat. Song Renjia immediately stopped his figure.

But he didn't hesitate, and rose at a right angle of ninety degrees, flying towards the personable Yuanying Monk above.

The infant monk's flying sword had just been severed and he was wounded. Song Renjia believes that he should be regarded as the weakest one and should be easier to break through.

Seeing Song Renjia flying towards with an incredible look, a trace of panic flashed on the monk's face, and then he forcibly calmed down, stopped arranging the formation, and then cast a spell.

"Little Thousand Sword Technique!"

Countless white sword qi swayed out from his fingertips, fanning towards Song Renjia. With a wave of the Song Renjia halberd, he cut off countless sword qi, but he was still forced to stop.

"Wind Howling, why are you stunned? stop him!" the monk shouted with some eagerness on his face.

The wind whistled and flew over, and it was another move of tens of thousands of wind blades, forcing Song Renjia to retreat.

Song Renjia turned around again and flew towards the strong man quickly.

"Haha, you've chosen the wrong opponent. The big man laughed loudly, and then spat out the magic trick and roared: "Fire clone!"

A figure with flames burning all over his body detached from the big man's body and attacked towards Song Renjia.

Facing the figure of the flames all over his body, Song Renjia looked resolute. A flame also ignited in his hand, and the flame spread to the British Halberd.

Rumble!

Song Renjia held the flaming Ying Gong halberd and slashed down at the flame figure. The blow was extremely powerful, and it directly shot the flame figure into the ground.

The strong man Yuanying Monk's face changed, and he hurriedly shouted: "Feng Xiao, what are you still doing in a daze! Could it be that you deliberately let him go?!"

"Returning to the Wind Swordsmanship. Feng Xiao's mouth spit out four words flatly, holding a long sword and stabbing towards Song Renjia, above the long sword, a wind blade rotated around the blade, if it was stabbed like this, Song Renjia would definitely not be able to bear it.

However, Song Renjia did not intend to dodge, he looked back, and the black power of gods and demons appeared in the halberd in his hand, hidden in the burning flames.

Song Renjia turned around and struck a blow directly at the tip of Feng Xiao's sword.