"How do you want to die?"

Xiao Yang's indifferent voice fell on Zhuo Lin's ears like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, causing his body to tremble rapidly.

Die?

Who is this bastard, why do you want him to die!

"Kill me, you never want to find the treasure house of those big families!" Zhuo Lin stared at Xiao Yang, his voice full of threat.

He thought that Xiao Yang, like Han Er and the others, was a demon who killed people without blinking, and as long as he gave enough benefits, he could save his life.

It's a pity that until now, he still doesn't know the real reason for Xiao Yang's anger.

"What scum. ”

Sighing softly, Xiao Yang raised the snow knife in his hand, his eyes were sharp, and lightning swept between Zhuo Lin's eyes, bringing up a cold knife light.

"Ahh

The sharp pain from the blindness made Zhuo Lin scream miserably, and his two palms just wanted to cover his eyes, and the sharp knife flashed again.

"Huh!"

Two bloody arms flew up, Xiao Yang's eyes were indifferent, and the snow knife in his hand swung towards Zhuo Lin's legs again.

He will not show the slightest mercy to such inhuman animals.

"Boom!"

The snow knife was stuck diagonally on the ground, Xiao Yang tightened the black robe on his body, and walked forward without looking back.

Zhuo Lin, who was cut into a stick, squirmed on the ground in pain, screaming again and again, but in this case, even if he wanted to die, it was difficult for him to do it, and he could only endure endless torture.

"Ahead, it's the gathering place. ”

Looking at the relatively well-preserved high wall in front of him, Xiao Yang muttered in a low voice.

The beast tide, he had experienced it before, and the time at the Bloodstone Pass was extremely similar.

Once a beast tide breaks out, the surviving spirit masters will automatically gather together in one place to resist the impact of the spirit beasts, but few people choose to escape.

After all, in this case, once you are single, it is most likely a dead word.

"Boom!"

A dull sound suddenly sounded, and the ground under his feet trembled uncontrollably, and some smaller stones shook endlessly.

"The beast tide is here again!"

Panicked screams rang out from nowhere.

Standing on a boulder, Xiao Yang could see that the dense spirit beasts, like a moving black cloud, were rushing towards here, with amazing momentum.

At this time, many figures also appeared on the high wall, and they began to fight back with solemn faces.

The strength of these people is all at the spirit master level, and as for the half-step spirit hall, there has not yet been one.

But fortunately, the group of spirit beasts that make up the beast tide is not too strong, even if there is no half-step spirit level powerhouse appearing, it will not be wiped out.

"Fire Beast, Flame Fang!"

"Commander Genki, Kazuyo Rain!"

“......”

Angry shouts sounded, and one after another powerful attacks fell into the beast tide, bursting into a cloud of blood mist, looking at the cooperation of these people, it was obvious that they had a certain amount of experience.

However, this relaxed situation did not last long, and a fiery red spirit beast in the beast tide made many people's faces change suddenly.

"Flame Blade Arrow Master!"

"Ninth Order!"

Standing in the midst of the beast tide, the flame blade arrow master with a flame armor held his palm slightly, and a gorgeous flame bow quickly condensed out, and then it looked at the city wall, and its eyes flashed with a cold light.

Looking at this Flame Blade Arrow Master, many people on the high wall were pale.

Every time a ninth-order lord-level spirit beast appeared, even if it could be successfully resolved in the end, the casualties would be extremely huge.

Last time, a ninth-order high-lord-level thunderbolt eagle made them pay the price of two eighth-order spirit masters.

"Whew!"

As soon as the main finger of the flame blade arrow was loosened, the extremely sharp arrow, surrounded by blazing flames, shot towards the crowd on the high wall, and the fiery red air flow rotated rapidly around the arrow, as if forming a pillar of fire the size of a zhang.

However, the pillar of fire, up and down the body, exuded a fierce aura.

High Lord-level Spiritual Skill, Flame Beacon Arrow!

"Retreat, give me all back!"

A voice that was slightly hoarse because of fear spread over the high walls.

If this arrow explodes, it will instantly turn into thousands of sharp arrows, harvesting the spirit master on the high wall like cutting leeks!

"Swamp spider, muddy water web!"

A man took the plunge and gave an order to his spirit beast.

"Gollum!"

The eighth-order high lord-level water marsh spider, the two spider legs in front of it swiped rapidly, and a dense water-colored spider silk web was outlined in the air, ready to shake the incoming flame beacon arrow.

"Whew!"

Yan Feng's arrow shot into the turbid water net, and immediately stretched it hard, but the flames on it were also quickly extinguished, and this blow was a fluke to resist.

However, the crowd did not have time to cheer.

"Whew!"

A purple figure suddenly burst out from the beast tide, tearing apart the spirit beasts blocking in front of it all the way, and then jumped up the high wall, with two black pupils, which looked extremely bloodthirsty.

"Purple Thunder Wolf of the Ninth Order!"

Looking at the purple thunder wolf that suddenly rushed to the high wall, many people's hearts were filled with endless despair.

The water marsh spider was able to block the flame beacon arrow because of its attribute restraint, but its turbid water web was completely vulnerable in front of the purple thunder wolf!

Really.

The thunderous claws of the purple thunder wolf were imprinted on the turbid water web, and the body of the water marsh spider suddenly shattered into several wounds, and then retreated wildly, dying.

And the huge claws of the purple thunder wolf were castrated unabated, and they tore at the head of the water marsh spider spirit master.

Finished......

The same thought came out of everyone's hearts, and the man also laughed miserably.

Are you going to die here today......

Just when the claws of the purple thunder wolf were less than half an inch away from the man, a fierce wind suddenly roared, and the leg wind brought up by the wind slammed into the lower abdomen of the purple thunder wolf.

"Bang!"

The ripples of spiritual power spread, and the body of the purple thunder wolf suddenly flew down, smashing heavily into the ground below, blood spurting wildly from his mouth, obviously not much time to live.

Standing on the edge of the high wall, Xiao Yang slowly retracted his legs, his face indifferent.

With the strength of his second-order spirit hall, kicking a lord-level spirit beast to death was undoubtedly a simple matter.

In the eyes of Lingpan, there was almost no big difference between a lord-level spirit beast and an apostle-level spirit beast.

Looking at the black-robed figure that suddenly flashed in front of him, the man's face was full of sluggishness, and everyone on the high wall was also dumbfounded.

Kicking the purple thunder wolf?

It's terrifying, isn't it?

"Red Flame, do it. ”

Ignoring the shocked crowd in the rear, Xiao Yang said lightly.

"Huh!"

The two-colored flames rose on the claws, and the red flames directly turned into the size of the six-tailed Holy Spirit Fox, rushing and killing wantonly in the group of spirit beasts, and the six fire tails like blades, every time they swept, they would create a vacuum.

"This ......"

The people on the high wall looked at the spirit beasts that were constantly falling below, and their faces were full of shock.

Xuanluo City, when was it the birth of such a young powerhouse?

Standing on the edge of the high wall, Xiao Yang looked down at the fallen spirit beasts below, and did not relax at all.

Now, we're just getting started.

(End of chapter)