Chapter 102

"What are those white pieces of jade?" Xiao Yang looked at the distance and asked curiously.

"That thing is made by the Yanhuang spirit hunting group. Five hundred gold coins can be exchanged for one, which can be used to bet." Said the spirit hunter beside Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang heard the speech and nodded his head gently.

It's very inconvenient for the spirit hunters who don't have the stone to carry a large number of gold coins, and it's even more impossible to bet on them. It has to be said that the Yanhuang spirit hunting regiment really took a lot of effort to get gold from the black scale arena.

"Can you mortgage it with a gold card?" Xiao Yang asked with a smile when the people of Yanhuang spirit hunting group came over with a wooden box.

"Of course."

The young man holding the wooden box, with a pair of sharp mouth and monkey gills, looked at Xiao Yang, and said, "but we don't accept those less than 500, and we have to press all the money in the gold card."

With a sigh of relief, Xiao Yang took out a gold coin card from the empty stone and handed it to the young man: "ten thousand gold coins, win over that girl."

Hearing this figure, all the spirit hunters around opened their eyes slightly and immediately looked at Xiao Yang. Ten thousand gold coins is not a small number. Even those men who lick blood at the edge of the knife every day may not be able to take them out. What's more, they still have a low winning rate!

"Do you want to think about it again? Chen Li is much better than Yue Yi's daughter!" The spirit hunter who talked with Xiao Yang before quickly pulled Xiao Yang's sleeve robe.

He shook his head with a smile. Xiao Yang looked at Gaotai. It was only ten thousand gold coins, which was not a big number for him.

"Chen Li is one to three against Yue Ningyi." Mo Yin whispered in the young man's ear, then showed a satisfied smile, and announced aloud.

"Miss Yue, you'd better admit defeat. You can't beat me with your strength." Chen Li stares at Yue Ningyi with a faint smile. As a fourth-order Lingshi, he naturally doesn't pay attention to Yue Ningyi's third-order wind sickle bird.

"Please teach me."

Yue Ningyi has no nonsense. She drinks delicately. The wind sickle birds flash out, flapping their wings gently. The sharp wind sickles on her head are divided into attractive eyes.

"Then don't blame me for my hard work."

The smile on Chen Li's face gradually converged, and the black fog came out of his summoning spirit array. In the black fog, a sharp hissing sound rang through the whole fighting field.

"Dark property." Xiao Yang's eyes were slightly fixed. This was the first time he saw a living dark spirit beast.

As the black fog dispersed, a bat shaped spirit beast rapidly flapped its black wings. Its body fluctuated up and down, with a faint Black Mist around its wings.

"Big night bat, a medium Royal spirit beast, is similar to the wind sickle bird, but its rank is higher than the latter." Xiao Yang's mind suddenly turns, he wants to know, Yue Ningyi in the end what card, can defeat Chen Li five wind sickle bird.

"Windsickle, blue blade light!"

In Yue Ningyi's cheers, the sharp sickle blades of the wind sickle bird, shining blue, immediately circled around and stabbed the bat.

At the sight of the fast-moving windsickle, the big night bat turned its body and joined its wings. It was at the moment when the windsickle was about to touch it that it dodged this lethal attack.

The eyes the size of soybeans narrowed slightly, and the wings of the big night bat spread out with a Shua. It seemed that the wings of the big night bat were soft, but at this moment they became as hard as iron, showing a metallic luster.

After a short period of staggering, the two quickly collided with each other. Bat wings and wind sickle collided. Dazzling sparks kept flashing in the sky, and the clear sound of the handover of gold and iron came out.

"The windsickle is suppressed."

Many spirit hunters shake their heads slightly. Yue Ningyi's wind sickle is obviously in decline. Although he has not been injured yet, he has been beaten by the big night bat all the time. The blue light on the sharp double sickles is dim at the speed visible to the naked eye.

"Pa!"

After several collisions, the bat finally seized the opportunity, shaking its right wing like a sharp blade, and rowed on the body of the windsickle.

There was a shrill hiss, and the body shape of the wind sickle shot backward, flapping its wings wildly until it was about to exit the range of the high platform.

"It's over." Chen Li smiles smugly.

The big night bat flapped its wings again. This time, its speed was faster than before. Its dark wings seemed to cut the air, leaving two long black traces in the air.

The big night bat is like thunder. In an instant, it sweeps in front of the wind sickle bird, and its right wing swings out.

However, at this time, the windsickle suddenly seems to give up all resistance, wings spread out, showing the soft abdomen.

Seeing this scene, Chen Li can't help but feel excited. On the contrary, he felt a thump in his heart. Yue Ningyi is not a fool. If he dares to do so, he has the courage to bear the corresponding cost.

Yue Ning's mouth was slightly raised, and his cold voice suddenly rang out: "wind sickle bird, wind blows!"

"Ho!"

With the sound of the wind sickle bird, the sharp silk threads from the tips of its wings shot out at a high speed, just like the rain scattering flowers, covering the night bat.The transparent silk threads, like substance, are enough to penetrate the body of the third-order spirit beast.

"Poof!"

Almost without any accident, the wings of the big night bat, after withstanding a few silk threads, could no longer bear it. The dense silk threads penetrated through the wings, making them like rags, full of loopholes.

When the dexterity is completed, the wind sickle bird's body will flash. The sharp double sickles will touch the big night bat's neck. With a slight movement, the body and head will separate.

"You lost." Yue Ning Yi takes a look at Chen Li, light way.

Xiao Yang, under the stage, smiles. It turns out that this is Yue Ningyi's trump card. Breaking the wind attack, a high-level imperial spirit skill, and dealing with the big night bat of the fifth level, really have a good chance of winning.

"How can I lose? It's you who lose!" Chen Li's voice, suddenly a trace of ferocious.

Hearing the words, Yue Ningyi's Willow eyebrows gently cluster, and her pretty face immediately changes. The big night bat, who did not dare to move, takes advantage of its split body moment to spread its claws, and the black fog condenses into a black seal, which mercilessly blows on the windsickle's chest.

Suddenly, the wind sickle bird with a wisp of blood fog, lightning like hit the high platform, a smoke wave, spread to it as the center.

"Mean!" The spirit hunter next to Xiao Yang yelled angrily. If Yue Ningyi hadn't left his hand just now, Chen Li's big night bat would have died under the attack of the wind. Unexpectedly, instead of thanking him, he would have avenged him.

Looking at the bottom with ferocious eyes, the big night bat hisses and shoots down like a meteorite. The target is the wind sickle bird that can't move.

Seeing the big night bat shooting down and trying to kill the wind sickle bird, Yue Ningyi's little hand was cold. In front of her eyes, it was dark and she fell back uncontrollably.

The wind sickle bird accompanies her from spiritual awareness to the present. Naturally, there is no need to say more about their feelings.

"Shua!"

Just then, a dark shadow suddenly flashed onto the high platform and gently picked up Yue Ningyi. His eyes were fixed on the big night bat, and his voice was cold.

"Red flame, tear it