Chapter 686

The cyan strong wind ball and the rotating flame spiral ball collided with each other in the eyes of many people, and a flash of light flashed over them. They were shocked slightly and exploded suddenly.

"Boom!"

The terrible aura swept over the high platform. The surrounding space was rippled, and the platform below was crumbling.

Violent spiritual impact, rampant in the field.

"Lingfengbi!"

"Bramble vine wall!"

The four peak disciples, whose faces changed one after another, began to defend themselves in front of them.

This level of spiritual impact, even outside the battlefield, they feel a deadly threat.

"Dong! Dong! Dong

Many of the weaker disciples vomit blood, while others are pale.

If they are in the center of the explosion, I'm afraid that their defensive spirit will be destroyed along with their bodies.

"Ha ha, as a new disciple, it's the same as winning even if you are defeated."

On the south peak, a wait-and-see elder said with a smile.

There is a boundary between the disciples of Sifeng, but these elders don't have it.

"yes, but there are many secrets about Xiao Yang. I don't know how he managed to kill Linghuang and tame jinmaoyu."

"Keep quiet, Lord Qiu Feng has said it. I don't want to talk about it again."

I don't know how long it took for the storm to dissipate, but the air was filled with disordered spiritual power, with wisps of flame and strong wind scattered everywhere.

"Poof!"

In midair, the body of the spirit of the wind, like a bird with broken wings, crossed a parabola and hit the broken platform heavily. The blood in the mouth pulled out a long blood line in midair.

"Wow

There was an uproar.

Ge Yun's Yufengling was badly damaged?

"Where is Xiao Yang's Fox?"

The scream rang out, and people's eyes swept quickly. Finally, in the middle of the damaged platform, they found the figure of red flame.

Lying in the broken stones, red flame six tails, powerless scattered, and its small head, is also drooping, the whole body hair, become charred and messy, a different depth of blood, crisscross in its body.

Looking at this scene, people were stunned.

Ge Yun's windward spirit and Xiao Yang's six tailed holy fox are both defeated!

Swallow a mouthful of saliva, Song Qing's teeth, tightly bite together, looking at Xiao Yang's eyes, full of chill, but that one of the fear, but in any case can not hide.

ChiYan and Yufengling were paralyzed on the high platform and motionless. The disciples of Sifeng looked at each other.

How does that count?

"Younger martial brother Xiao is a new disciple, and he is only a third-class student. This battle should be won by our side of Beifeng." A young man with a great reputation in Beifeng has a clear voice.

Out of the north peak, in this peak arena, whether you lose or win, you represent your own peaks.

"That's right. Ge Yun is an old disciple who has been famous for a long time. It's reasonable to crush Xiao Yang." This time, it was a new disciple of the same class as Xiao Yang.

"What are you talking about? A draw is a draw. How can you win or lose?"

"That is, when you get out of the four small peaks and fight with people outside, they will care whether you are a new disciple or an old one?"

At the same time, some of the people in Beifeng and Beifeng burst into fury.

She is a disciple of Nanfeng, and she can't fight Xiao Yang, so she can only choose not to help each other.

Staring at Xiao Yang, Ge Yun's face, a few tendons rise, he did not expect that the end will be this kind of outcome.

"Don't you agree?"

In the face of Ge Yun's cold eyes, Xiao Yang said faintly.

"What can I do for you?"

Ge Yun is like a long-standing explosive barrel. Under the guidance of Xiao Yang's line of fire, he completely burst out: "my spirit of the wind, in a while, he will be able to break through the sixth level. It's not difficult to crush you, but you are just a lucky draw. What's the qualification to be complacent?"

"Just taking advantage of a little bit, your tail is up in the sky. You are a person who can't make great achievements all his life!"

Hearing this, many people's eyelids jumped.

Ge Yun's spirit of the wind is about to break the sixth level?

Such strength is absolutely qualified to enter neifeng.

"You don't agree." Xiao Yang smiles and shakes his head.

"I know you're a Sanyuan spirit Master. Now, let your other two spirit beasts fight. I think it's a big deal." Ge Yun gave a sneer.

He doesn't feel ashamed to fail in this way.

On the contrary, it will only make him think that Xiao Yang's only ability is to win with the identity of Sanyuan spirit Master."Since we want to treat you well, we have to make you unable to find an excuse for failure." Xiao Yang's eyes turned and fell on red flame.

"Wow!"

Enter the red flame of fox confused state, stagger stand up, a few pieces of gravel, roll down from it, that appearance, seem to fall at any time.

"Is that all you need?" Ge Yun's face is ironic, and his spirit General of Yufeng is not unable to stand up.

"That's it." Xiao Yang lifted the corner of his mouth and said with a smile.

"His foxes, obviously, have no fighting power Wait

A disciple of Dongfeng cried out in horror: "what's the matter, the wound is healing?"

Clusters of tiny cyan flames were rising everywhere on the red flame. In the process of burning, the wounds, big and small, were quickly smoothed.

"The flame..."

The elder on the South Peak's eyes suddenly flickered: "I said how so familiar, healing ability, endless, this is the life yan!"

"Shengyangyan, shenglingyan, this fox is too complicated to play." An elder shook his head and said with a smile.

When he meets Xiao Yang, Ge Yun is doomed.

In Ge Yun's shocked eyes, the wound on ChiYan's body quickly disappeared into invisibility. It seemed that he had no intention of fighting at the beginning.

"Shua!"

Looking at the spirit of the wind, the red flame claws suddenly burst out. The six elongated fire tails raised the body of the spirit of the wind.

Deep in the air, there was a trace of panic in the eagle like eyes of the spirit of the wind.

It doesn't understand how the red flame, which had been badly damaged with it, almost recovered to its peak after such a short time.

"Bang!"

The red flame tail flicks slightly, the body of the spirit of Yu Feng falls on the bottom of the high platform, and the whole body is paralyzed.

"Ge Yun lost." Qi Yan murmured in a low voice, but there was a strong sense of war in his eyes. Sooner or later, he would return all the humiliation he suffered today!

Taking his eyes back from the spirit of the wind, Xiao Yang looks at GE Yun, and his indifferent voice rings above the high platform.

"Now, have you taken it?"