"It's a bit miserable!"

The Dou Xuan Arena, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly became noisy again, and all the Xuan Masters widened their eyes, and they saw it clearly.

In the center of the Douxuan Field, a thin figure squirmed with difficulty, first a white and tender little hand grabbed the turf on the Douxuan Field, and then the other hand supported his waist, and climbed up from the ground with difficulty, suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and raised green tendons around his neck had burst out, full of murderous aura.

"Don't!" the castle lord's grandfather exclaimed loudly on the north platform, his voice was mixed with a few hints of command, he knew that Xiao Jing, this kid has been extremely conceited since he was a child, as the youngest Xuan Master in the whole castle, with his third-level Netherworld Cheetah, he can casually win the third-order and fourth-order Xuanshu in the castle, but now he has planted a heel in a Lu Qi child, naturally he will not give up, it seems that he is going to use the Xuanju.

Fang Huan was also shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that the other party would be able to get up after being hit by his own wind dance stick, and he could clearly feel the murderous aura in the other party's eyes.

"You actually dodged my Nether Cheetah's Shadow Beast Technique, so how do you think you can dodge this move?" Xiao Jing's face flashed with a trace of evil spirit!

"Bull Rush!"

Xiao Jing released the spirit beast again, and the Netherworld Cheetah heard the sound, but a powerful golden illusion appeared around his body.

It is a three-zhang golden bull, with a huge body of five or six square wide.

Fang Huan was suddenly taken aback: Could it be that this is his first spirit beast, this Netherworld Cheetah has parasitized the beast skills of the Golden Bull? This Taurus is a power-type spirit beast at first glance, coupled with the speed of the Netherworld Cheetah, you have to be careful, if you are resisted by the Taurus, I am afraid that the otherworldly life will end.

Fang Huan held the short stick tightly in his hand, lunged, and was always ready to receive the move, and the castle master on the north platform was entangled in his heart, and began to regret arranging this delayed play-off match.

"Moo, moo!!"

The phantom golden bull on the Netherworld Cheetah, along with the leopard's feet, pressed the huge bull's hooves heavily against the ground, and then pulled back a few times, and the yellow sand appeared on the Douxuan Field, only to see the Netherworld Cheetah take a moment, and the golden bull rushed towards Fang Huan with the cheetah.

Fang Huan frowned, bent down and jumped, the speed was very fast, and he instantly straddled the golden bull, grabbed the horns of the bull, and clamped the cow body with his legs.

Under the powerful impact of the golden bull, the netherworld cheetah rushed with arrows, and the whole golden bull spun and jumped on the fighting arena like crazy, wanting to throw off the child on his body, Fang Huan didn't have too many thoughts, he could only grab the horns fiercely, and didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

The yellow sand is flying on the fighting field, the cow roar and the leopard roar are intertwined, and the mysteries in the stands are all staring intently, this fighting Xuan is the most fierce fighting Xuan they have ever seen.

The third-level Netherworld Cheetah, plus the second-level Taurus, is simply a nightmare existence in the Xuanshi Realm, taking into account both strength and speed, and if you are not careful, you will be torn to pieces!

They felt a little sorry for Fang Huan, they felt sorry for this genius Xuan, his life was going to stay at the age of six forever, and the one who was about to send him away was a second-order genius Xuanshi.

"We can't go on like this anymore," Fang Huan's heart fluctuated a little, this Netherworld Cheetah and the Taurus Parasitic Body can only stop if they exhaust the strength of the Netherworld Cheetah's body, and even so, Xiao Jing will not have the slightest loss, this is the most essential difference between the Xuanist who has a spirit beast and the Xuanji who does not have a spirit beast.

Taking advantage of the gap between the cheetah's corner drifting, Fang Huan jumped up and summoned a short stick.

"The Second Form of the Wind Dance Stick Method - Sealing the Stick !!"

As soon as he came out, the young man looked natural, and he had a solution in his heart.

I saw that Fang Huan was facing the Netherworld Cheetah, the Netherworld Cheetah took the golden bull illusion, let out a long roar, and pounced towards Fang Huan, in an instant, the young man immediately lay down on the ground, and at the moment when the Netherworld cheetah took off, holding a short stick, using the mysterious power in his body, he clicked on the belly of the Netherworld Cheetah, and the Netherworld Cheetah was frozen in the air, and the phantom golden bull disappeared instantly.

Fang Huan was gambling, if the sealing stick couldn't hold the Netherworld Cheetah, then he would most likely be torn apart by the Netherworld Cheetah. Fortunately, the bet was won, and the sealing stick is not only effective for humans, but also for spirit animals.

"This kid, his mystic skill is not low, no matter how you say it, it must be a low-level third-grade or above mystical skill!" Xiao Jing felt a little incredible, the opponent's mystical skill was able to seal his Netherworld Cheetah and Taurus Illusion. However, how could a Lu Period Mystic Master possess a mystical technique?

"You really have some strength, but my mystic skills haven't been released yet! you have to be careful!" Xiao Jing shouted loudly, not knowing whether it was mockery or contempt!

"Senior brother teach!" Fang Huan held the short stick tightly, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

"Ice Spike!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Jing put his hands and wrists together, turned up and down ninety degrees, and then pulled hard to the chest position, only to see hundreds of ice picks gathered at a uniform speed behind Xiao Jing, and finally quickly pushed out, shouting in his mouth.

"Thorn!"

Hundreds of icicles fired in unison, flying out like sharp arrows, attacking in Fang Huan's direction.

"Wind Dance Stick Method, Third Form - Protective Stick !!"

Fang Huan held his breath and threw out the short stick, which spun around Fang Huan's thin body, becoming a hard shield!

The ice pick collided with the shield, making a loud "click" sound, and then paddled to the ground, splashing ice chips everywhere.

"What...... How many mystic skills does this kid know? Can he actually resist my low-level fourth-level mystical technique, the Ice Spike!" Xiao Jing was a little stunned!

The castle lord finally took a long breath at this moment, knowing that he had underestimated Fang Huan a little, but he had other calculations in his heart.

"The first style of the wind dance stick method - the !! of the spinning stick"

"It's over, brother!"

Fang Huan's expression was natural, he withdrew the blanch, held it in his hand, and after the short stick rotated, he swung out his condensation.

A purple true qi slashed in Xiao Jing's direction, as fast as lightning.

"Again?"

Xiao Jing smiled contemptuously, quickly moved away, and the purple true qi slashed on the chair of the empty seat in the stands, and the chair shattered instantly.

Fang Huan felt a little surprised, this Xiao Jing's speed was faster than he imagined.

Fang Huan got up in the air, his body rotated in the air for a circle, and the short stick in his hand also rotated for a circle. Suddenly, several purple rays of light slashed towards Xiao Jing's position.

Xiao Jing hurriedly moved sideways, quickly dodging several purple true qis, and then smiled contemptuously: "What's the matter?

Fang Huan wanted to take off again, but it was as if he had been pulled by something and couldn't move, and then he looked down and saw that the range around him had been sealed by ice, no matter how he moved, he couldn't get rid of this biting ice.

"Don't struggle, this is my second mystical skill, Ice, I secretly released it when you released it on me, do you think you are the only one who will control the mystical technique?

"Goodbye!" Xiao Jing pursed his lips and blew the bangs in front of his forehead, a little conceited!

"Fierce Bull Impact !!"

Xiao Jing let out a loud shout, and the Netherworld Cheetah, which was originally fixed by Fang Huan with a sealing stick, conjured into a golden bull illusion again, jumped away, quickly turned the bull's head, and attacked Fang Huan who was frozen in ice.

Fang Huan could only close his eyes, unable to move, he could only silently accept the upcoming impact!

"Stop!" the castle lord let out a loud sigh and jumped down from the north platform, yes, he wanted to save Xia Huan before the golden bull hit Fang Huan.

"The Third Beast Technique of the Xuanwu Dragon Turtle - Copper Wall and Iron Wall !!"

The castle lord shouted in the air, his voice was a little hoarse, but it was full of strength, and at the ring of the castle lord, an armored basalt dragon turtle flew out of the air, and the dragon turtle released a one-zhang high wall of orange flames in front of Fang Huan.

It happened to be opposite Xiao Jing's illusion golden bull, which slammed into the orange flame wall.

“duang~”

With a loud bang, the Nether Cheetah and the Phantom Taurus were catapulted nearly two meters away.

"Castle Lord......, Grandpa!"

Xiao Jing was a little annoyed, but he immediately relaxed and lowered his head.

"You kid, didn't grandpa say that you are not allowed to hurt your junior brother, why don't you hurry up and accept your mystical skills?" the castle lord's grandfather scolded angrily.

Xiao Jing's left hand was raised slightly, then he clenched his fist and shouted, "Close", the ice under Fang Huan's feet disappeared in an instant, but a bunch of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Fang Huan knew that he had failed, Xiao Jing's Xuan Technique and Beast Skill were already the limit of the low-level Xuan Master, if it weren't for the Castle Lord's grandfather to save him, he was afraid that he would have died.

The young man hurriedly bowed deeply to the castle lord's grandfather, and said sincerely: "Thank you for the castle lord's grandfather!", and before the castle lord could respond, he walked in the direction of Xiao Jing.

Xiao Jing clenched his fists, he couldn't guess what this kid was going to do, thinking that Fang Huan was going to play a trick again, so he pulled out his lunge, always ready to fight.

Fang Huan took a few steps closer, and suddenly arched his hand towards Xiao Jing and said, "Senior brother, it's Huan'er who is rude, and I hope that Senior Brother will forgive me." Huan'er is far from Senior Brother!"

Xiao Jing was a little surprised, but he was not as angry as he was at the beginning, after all, this Fang Huan was not an easy player to deal with in his eyes, he paused, tidied up his vest, took a few steps forward, and patted Fang Huan's shoulder: "Senior brother, it is the senior brother who is a little reckless, and the senior brother should ask the junior brother for the guilt!"

The two teenagers smiled harmoniously and hugged each other deeply, they cherished each other, and the other party was both a strong teammate and a deep friend.

The castle master's grandfather scratched his brain, and he didn't quite understand the children's inner world, but he had a comfortable smile on his face, such a Douxuan ending was a ...... he didn't expect.

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