Chapter 315

The sharp pieces of rock, like fish scales, pierced Lu Jie's body. In the process of plundering back, they gathered and turned into a delicate broken rock shuttle, which was gently held by a slender palm.

Looking at Xiao Yang's pretty face, Lu Jie opens his mouth slightly. He just wants to curse something. However, the blood from his throat chokes his words.

Turning around indifferently, Xiao Yang walked slowly to the red flame, and then with his back to Lu Zhe, he gently snapped his fingers.

"Pa!"

The clear voice rang out. In the eyes of the people, long and thin scarlet blood lines, like overflowing fountains, spewed out from the body of the robber. The scene made people feel cold.

"Land robbery!"

Zhou Tong's body fell heavily to the ground. He looked at Lu's miserable appearance, and his eyes were filled with blood.

Lu Jie's lips moved, but he couldn't make a sound. He just pointed to Xiao Yang with his blood red fingers shaking. Then he fell down powerlessly.

"All right."

When he came to the red flame, Xiao Yang touched the bloodstains on his body. He felt a little distressed. However, his face was still calm. If he wanted to be strong and survive, he had to fight and get hurt.

Otherwise, the bleeding place next time may not be these painless places.

"You've gone too far, little bastard!"

Looking back suddenly, Zhou Tong stares at Xiao Yang with ferocious eyes. He comes all the way. He sees countless collapsed houses, a cold corpse, and even sees Lu's death.

In this eight Lane Lane, Zhou Tong was the local emperor. How ever did he suffer from such cowardice.

"Too much?"

Xiao Yang sneered: "Zhou Tong, from the beginning, you recognized me, but why do you pretend you don't know me? Don't you dare?"

Zhou Tong's face was a little bit unnatural when he heard that. In the daytime, he saw Xiao Yang beat Bai Ming forcefully, and then defeated Bai's family with thunder soul pearl. It was less than half a day, and he certainly remembered clearly.

However, Xiao lie, Xiao Yang's father, is his life-saving benefactor after all. If he finds out this relationship, he will undoubtedly bear the name of being unkind and unjust if he starts to fight against Xiao Yang again.

"Ha ha, those who want to have a good relationship with Zhou Tongpan have gone to this windy city. If you hold this idea, I can only say that your self feeling is really good."

To calm his mood, Zhou Tong gave a smile. As long as he didn't admit his death, it would be reasonable to kill Xiao Yang.

"Ghost clothes!"

After that, Zhou Tong gave a sharp drink. Suddenly, a big black fog came out of the palm of his hand. The black fog condensed quickly. A cloak fluttering with the wind appeared behind the black fog. In an instant, a dark ghost hand came out of the black fog and tore it off.

"Shua!"

The air seemed to be torn, and a black smart claw about the size of Zhang suddenly took shape, and immediately shot at Xiao Yang with a very rapid speed.

Xiao Yang's face was cold, and his wings vibrated rapidly behind him. He could avoid the black smart claws, but the black smart claws smashed several houses one after another, tearing a long gully out of the hard ground.

In the middle of the air, Xiao Yang looks at the spirit beast beside Zhou Tong with solemn eyes. Even if his face changes slightly, he can see the dark ghost hand and gently grasp it. In a moment, a black sword with sharp spines on the edge is quickly condensed.

"Dark spirit beast, ghost clothes?"

It seemed that he suddenly thought of something. Xiao Yang took a breath of cool air. Ghost clothing, a kind of spirit beast, is extremely strange in both its spirit skill and appearance. Moreover, its combat effectiveness, even among the dark spirit beasts of the same level, can be regarded as the top. Even the soul refining envoy is much weaker than it at the same level.

Today's Yanjiao dragon rhinoceros, with its strong dragon seal, can barely kill the soul refining envoys of the third level intermediate Lord level. However, it has no chance of winning against the weird of the upper three level intermediate Lord level. At most, it can draw. What's more, this ghost garment is still the fourth level higher Lord level.

The gap between them is not a bit.

"What about Shuangyuan Lingshi? Your strength is too weak. Today, stay in my eight Lane forever!" Zhou Tong laughs, but the ghost clothes around him roar out in an instant.

"Whew!"

The black sword in his hand pointed straight ahead. With a strange smile from the ghost clothes, the thick black fog quickly curled up along the sword body, making the sharpness of the whole sword suddenly increase.

High Lord level spirit skill, soul seizing sword!

With the rapid shuttle of ghost clothes, the sword in his hand seemed to gather a huge sharp sword shadow, and immediately stabbed Xiao Yang's body.

"Now that you've sent it to me, don't blame me for being a cruel uncle." Zhou Tong's face was filled with a deep sneer. Over the years, it was a fake to say that there was no fear. Although Xiao lie had been abandoned, his descendants would grow up sooner or later. Zhou Tong himself knew how much he had done over the years.In order to hold the Bai family's thigh tightly, he often trips qianyaofang secretly, and Xiao lie and Muli are close friends, which most people in Fengxue city know.

If Xiao Yang is allowed to grow up, he may be the first to die. What happened today just confirms his conjecture.

Therefore, now that he has the opportunity to kill future troubles, he will not let it go.

The broad wings of the rock outline a series of complex lines, gently flapping. Xiao Yang looks at the rapidly growing sword tip, handsome face, a calm.

The sharp sword in Guiyi's hand was about to stab him in the throat. A light blue shadow, just like the ice moon falling from the sky, tore the air and chopped it down impolitely.

"Bang!"

Ghost clothes heart jump, hand sword a turn, across his head, just listen to a clear sound of collision, its body, unexpectedly is the ice blue wings, directly split back hundreds of feet.

Staying in front of Xiao Yang's body, Yubing butterfly maintains the posture of ice wings cutting down just now. After a moment, it slowly straightens up and stares at the ghost clothes with a wooden expression. Several crystal clear ice crystals revolve around it and rotate gently.

"Ice spirit beast..."

Looking at the sudden appearance of the Royal ice butterfly, Zhou Tong's face suddenly changed. In a moment, with a strong voice of horror, he roared in all directions.

"You are You are the master of Sanyuan spirit