It is infuriating that the Son of Light bears the name of Light and yet does what he has done so shamelessly. But more people are appreciative!

The Holy Son of Light was wearing a light yellow robe, and when he played the Sun and Moon Treasure Wheel, his eyebrows had the two marks of the Sun and the Moon, which was a pictographic "Ming" character.

"Hehe, die!" the Holy Son of Light smiled hideously, and the Scepter of Light knocked out the Sun and Moon Treasure Wheel!

At this moment, Fang Sanfang and Fang Si stepped up their offensive, people could hardly see their sword shadows, Sima Jian gritted his teeth to dissolve the knife light on three sides, feeling very difficult, and longed for a third hand!

The Sun and Moon Twin Seals were only a fist away from him!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the seal of the sun and the moon exploded, and black and white swept across the battlefield, like a scene of alternating night and day!

"Brother Sima!" Long Xiaochuan was furious, drew his sword and slashed out, and at this moment, his eyes stared fiercely at the Holy Son of Light, and he slashed his sword at him!

The Bright Saint Son's expression tightened, he had already roughly concluded from the battle just now that this was an opponent who was not weak against him, and his strength was greater than that of a brute beast!

The wheel of the sun and moon that the Holy Son of Light had just played was still in effect, like a black-and-white strangulation field. Someone said:

"This must kill is comparable to the power of no regrets, the kid with the double knife is going to die. ”

"Wouldn't this be a little unbright......" Someone teased, a little dissatisfied in their hearts, just now the three battle platforms fought for the tiger, which made people look at the blood surging, and now a yin trick suddenly appeared, which made people feel ashamed.

"Hehe, what the Holy Son of Light said is right, this is originally a battle of life and death, and besides, the contract also says that there are no boundaries in battle......"

"It's just that they are stupid and don't know the evil of the human heart...... someone said.

"That little thief, one or four, combined with the strength of everyone, will easily kill the remaining two boys!" someone in the holy land said, Fang Sanfang Siyin Valley Saintess and the others all looked at that scene with a sneer, only Ye Shuji was alone! His forehead was full of cold sweat, and he stood in a daze, as if he had seen a man-eating giant beast.

As the black and white faded, the sudden change of the battle platform was displayed in front of everyone's eyes, and everyone was suddenly terrified, thinking that they had seen a ghost in broad daylight!

It was obvious that he had hit that thin man just now, but now he suddenly became the Flying Feather Holy Son! Many people couldn't believe it, and they couldn't accept it!

"Holy Son!" the black and white color dispersed, and someone in the holy place exclaimed, and prepared to rush forward!

"What's going on! what is his ......," some people said in a daze.

The Flying Feather Saint Son was lying on the floor dying, blood was flowing everywhere, and part of his body had been broken

"Look at the two of you!" Sima Jian's forehead had not yet dripped off the beads of sweat, and his clothes were in tatters, and at this moment he was angry and angry, his eyebrows were upside down, and the muscles on his face seemed to be carved.

He quickly slashed out with both hands, the sword light was like lightning, and with two sonorous sounds, he was in front of Fang San and Fang Si in the blink of an eye! Fang Sanfang and Fang Si were also shocked by the sudden change of the back battle platform just now!

"Boom!"

The two of them swung their knives to fight back, but they didn't expect Sima Jian's knife to be so fast, Fang Sanfang and Fang Si couldn't dodge, the soft armor on their chests was split, and blood spilled into the air.

"Holy Son!"

At this time, some people from the Flying Feather Holy Land rushed up to recapture the Holy Son, and many people under the battle platform looked at the battle platform nervously, hoping to know the life and death of the Flying Feather Holy Son from the expressions of these people!

"Alas......"

Secretly, an old senior in the Holy Land sighed and slowly put down the sword he had raised.

Suddenly, a white mist emanated from the Flying Feather Holy Son's body, like wisps of immortal qi entangled in it! His shattered body slowly stood up, covered in blood, and looked oozing!

"Sure enough, a son of the Holy Land, how can he be killed on his back so easily!" someone clapped his hands in surprise.

Suddenly, there was a trembling roar, and a pair of fiery yellow wings appeared on the back of the Flying Feather Holy Son, and his face gradually changed, suddenly looking like a ghost with a sharp face!

"What's going on?"

There were people around who took a few steps back, and the original Flying Feather Saint Son was a beautiful man who was as rich as jade, how could he turn into such a terrifying person in an instant!

"I'm going to kill you one by one!" Flying Feather Holy Son's voice became sharp and piercing, and he spread his wings and slaughtered Su Yang!

"Boom!"

The Flying Feather Holy Son flew into the mist, and suddenly there was a loud bang, and where the mist of the battle platform merged, a big mountain suddenly appeared in the sky and smashed down, and at the same time, a Yellow River covered the turquoise water waves, and opened a gate of hell!

These two sudden changes made some people not react! Then they saw that the Flying Feather Holy Son, whose appearance had changed drastically, seemed to have been punched and sunken down.

"I am immortal!" the Flying Feather Holy Son roared, and his body changed dramatically again!

"This is ......" Ye Shuji's expression was solemn, he knew a little bit of the secret of the Flying Feather Immortal Palace!

The people around were all shocked, the situation on the battle platform was changing too fast, and what did the Flying Feather Holy Son give birth to? Is it some kind of forbidden technique?

"This Flying Feather Saint Son is not simple! he actually has the blood of a thin divine beast!" In the distance, a middle-aged man, wearing a yellow robe and a crown,

"The blood of the immortal bird!" said a middle-aged man wearing a crown on his head, in a deep voice.

Wu Zhilin, the news that someone had changed the rules spread before, and the outstanding disciples of several holy places in the Great Middle Domain once again fought to the death, which attracted many big people to come here......

Above the clouds in the distance, a man in a green shirt said softly: "It is said that the ancestor of the Flying Feather Immortal Palace found the corpse of a divine bird in the burial ground, the divinity has not been eliminated, and its blood is comparable to immortal medicine. It is a legendary mythical beast, an immortal bird. The Flying Feather Immortal Palace has never stopped studying this divine bird, and the Flying Feather Immortal Palace used to hide it in every possible way, but now it seems that this matter is true, and he has made a major breakthrough!"

"Holy Lord, could it be that the Flying Feather Immortal Palace wants to obtain the bloodline of the immortal bird!" said one of the people next to him.

Not only them, but many of the big people around them who did not show up have seen a clue......

"Boom!"

The mist on the battle platform was dispersed by the mountain, and Su Yang jumped up with the Flying Feather Holy Son in one hand, his whole body was golden, his blood and qi were surging, and there was a layer of mist above his head, and the water lotus in his body was forced out by him!

"Immortal?" Su Yang led the Flying Feather Saint Son's neck and rushed to the floor from the air! With a boom, the entire back of the Flying Feather Saint Son's head was pinched off, leaving only a bird body!

"Whoa......" Ye Shuji didn't stop, and the droplets of water were gathered on his body, and then a fierce tiger pounced on Su Yang's back!

"Zheng Zheng!",

The Holy Maiden of Sound Valley also made a move, and the seven-colored strings were like steel needles, piercing Su Yang!

Su Yang held the flying feather body in one hand and smashed the tiger of the blue water! At the same time, the flying feather holy son and half of the holy son were also shattered!

He grabbed the seven-colored strings of the attack with his left hand and pulled the goddess of the valley over! Then he punched out with his right hand and roared: "Dead fatty!

(End of chapter)