The duel between humans and the strongest of the peak of the beasts made the ordinary soldiers automatically give up their own battlefield. Although this duel of kings has the temptation of the soldiers, the desolate beasts they face do not allow them to have the leisure to appreciate.

Huo Yingqi had been busy dealing with the tiger in front of him, and he had searched for He Yifei's figure before, but the chaotic situation did not let him find anything. In the end, he had to secretly pray for He Yifei's good luck in his heart, and temporarily gave up his attention to He Yifei.

At this moment, no one noticed that He Yifei, who maintained a paralyzed sitting posture, was the most loyal spectator of this showdown.

However, for He Yifei, who only had the strength of a second-order warrior, he couldn't completely see through the wonderful duel between the immortal sect powerhouse and the desolate beast.

Even, only when the two sides collided with each other after the temporary separation, He Yifei could see their blurred figures clearly and distinguish the camp they belonged to.

"It's enjoyable, this noodle is really exciting!"

Although He Yifei was difficult to see through the situation, the extreme performance of the strength and speed of the two sides was enough to make him enthusiastic and excited.

In order not to miss any wonderful moments, in the end, He Yifei had to put all his attention on the nearest disciple of the Brahman Sect.

After all, relatively speaking, the actions of the disciples of the Martial Sect could still make He Yifei see some clues.

Although the speed of the Martial Sect disciple was not as fast as the Phantom Silver Fox, with the assistance of that Zen disciple and the tacit understanding of the three of them all year round, they could always stop the lightning-like Phantom Silver Fox at the most critical moment.

Even, if the Phantom Silver Fox hesitated slightly, it would be tightly surrounded by the three Martial Sect disciples, and then enjoy the pleasure brought by a chaotic fist fight.

On the other hand, the white tiger was even more difficult than the phantom silver fox, although it was alone to face the disciples of the Life and Death Sect, but the golden eagle soaring in the sky was completely focused on its body. With the cooperation of the two sides, the white tiger was also attacked by the enemy, and for a while, he was too busy to take care of himself.

In fact, the strength of that white tiger is not weaker than that of any phantom silver fox. At the beginning, when the phantom silver fox was powerful in the barren forest, it was also with the joint efforts of the two beasts that he conquered the unruly white tiger.

However, although the current White Tiger has been reduced to the mount of the Phantom Silver Fox, the three beasts have been friends for many years, and at this moment they are already close friends who share weal and pain.

Because of this, when the Phantom Silver Fox was fighting with the powerhouses of the Immortal Gate, he was also always paying attention to the situation of the White Tiger.

However, the golden eagle soaring high in the sky was still preparing for an opportunity to sneak attack the white tiger, and at this moment, it did not realize that the phantom silver fox had already regarded it as the first target to kill.

"Chirp!"

The arrogant golden eagle will always let out a crisp chirp before attacking, thus showing its speed beyond the speed of sound.

Seeing that the golden eagle launched another attack to meet the phantom silver fox of the disciples of the Brahman Sect, a cunning look flashed in his eyes.

"Huh!"

I saw that the phantom silver fox that rushed towards the disciples of the Brahma Sect exerted its strength again, causing its speed to increase sharply.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Brahman Sect also hurriedly gathered their formations and prepared in advance to face the impact.

However, the phantom silver fox is not a drunkard, its limbs flashed, and it had already jumped on the arms of the martial sect disciple in the front, and before the heavy punches of the two people in the back came, the agile phantom silver fox twisted its waist, and its limbs used its strength to exert force, and its body rushed towards the position of the white tiger.

And at this moment, the white tiger still made the appearance of concentrating on fighting against the disciples of the Life and Death Sect, as if he was not aware of the sneak attack of the golden eagle. In such a situation, the white tiger dared to give up his back to the phantom silver fox, which shows that it does not have ordinary trust in the phantom silver fox.

"Chirp!"

The arrogant golden eagle let out a soft cry again, and its sharp claws suddenly stretched out, grabbing straight at the white tiger's broad back.

However, in the next second, the golden eagle felt a flash of light and shadow under him, and a sharp pain instantly hit his mind from the root of the claw.

"Chirp!"

The golden eagle in the middle of the ambush did not dare to delay at all, it contracted its claws, while frantically flapping its huge wings, and rose towards its home field.

"Huh!"

The Phantom Silver Fox struck a successful blow, but it was not stupid enough to follow the golden eagle into the air, it gloated and glanced at the absconding golden eagle, and then rushed towards the location of the disciple of the Brahman Sect again.

Although the golden eagle avoided the pursuit of the phantom silver fox, the root of its right claw was full of feathers and blood. Obviously, under the blow of the phantom silver fox, the right paw of the golden eagle has been greatly traumatized.

"Bold! Dare to hurt my golden eagle!"

The golden eagle was injured, and the emaciated old man sitting on its back also suddenly became angry, and at this moment, his eyes were also angry, looking at the phantom silver fox that was wantonly attacking below.

"Brother Diao! If you don't make a move, I'm afraid that next time, it won't be as simple as hurting your golden eagle! I look at these beasts, but I like your golden eagle very much, and they can't keep it, and now they are planning a toad to enjoy the good things of swan meat?"

The angry shouting of the emaciated old man aroused the interest of the old man holding the sword, and at this time, he actually had the leisure to joke.

"Brother Yunqi, the reason why I didn't make a move, brother, is just because I want your Yunyao Palace to take the limelight! It's a pity, I didn't expect Brother Yunqi to not know my brother's hard work!"

Hearing Yunqi's teasing, the old man surnamed Diao pretended not to know the hearts of good people.

"Brother Diao, your brother has received your heart! However, if you pity the golden eagle and don't help, I'm afraid that the old witch at the door of life and death will never spare you in the future!"

Looking at the overall situation, Yun Qi had already discovered the difficulty of the disciples of the Life and Death Sect fighting the White Tiger alone, and at this moment, he couldn't help but open the Life and Death Gate.

"Hehe, Brother Yunqi, you underestimate the old witch's doorman too much! In my opinion, even if I stop here, the white tiger will definitely die and go to Huangquan!"

The old man surnamed Diao was indeed distressed by his spiritual pet, and at this time, he did not hesitate to praise the courage of the people of life and death, and he did not want to drive the golden eagle to join the battle.

"Good! Good! All living beings are suffering, but you two still have the heart to make jokes! If there is a difficulty in the world, the foundation of the immortal gate will be cut off!

The closed-eyed Zen disciple, when he heard the bickering between the two at this time, he was compassionate, but he couldn't hold back the resentment in his heart, and reminded him.

"Since Zen Master Fankong has spoken, the old man has no choice but to obey the order! Brother Yunqi, my brother is going to steal the limelight from your Yunyao Palace!"

Although the Sanskrit Sect has always had no quarrel with the world, at this time, the Brahman opened his mouth, which actually made the old man surnamed Diao correct his attitude, which shows that the status of the Brahman Sect among the four ancient schools of Xianmen is also extraordinary.

Then, the old man surnamed Diao reached into his arms and took out an emerald jade bamboo piccolo. As he pressed the piccolo to his lips, the golden eagle also turned abruptly and swooped down on the battlefield below.