Xiao Yang''s cold voice, Song Qing disdained to smile, lingyidiao and Ziyan fox, at least 10 meters apart, he did not believe that a Ziyan fox can have any magic, can attack so far.

    "Bluff." In this regard, Song Qing just lightly spit out a few words.

    "Shua!"

    With a wave of its wings, the golden feather blades in front of it suddenly pierced the air, and the sharp wind broke through.

    Feather blade whistling, red flame purple gem like eyes, still calm, claws slightly lift, spiritual cohesion, a sharp purple ring of fire, suddenly flash out, immediately crazy rotation.

    "This is..." Song Qing looks at the purple ring of fire, and his face shakes slightly. His understanding of the purple fox is still in the initial stage. As for the ring of fire sting, he has never heard of it. At this moment, a bad feeling suddenly rises in his heart.

    Red flame head slightly raised, looking at the sky on the spirit wing carving, eyes swept a sharp color, claw micro grasp, purple fire thorn ring, instant burst out.

    "Click!"

    First of all, the sharp feather blades of lingyidiao are facing the ring. However, it seems that the ring has not collided with any object. It sweeps directly from the middle of those feather blades. Behind them, the broken feather blade falls down powerlessly, and under the drive of gravity, it is embedded into the stone platform.

    In his eyes, the purple ring of fire magnified rapidly, and the killing intention on the eagle''s face instantly dispersed. His whole body plummeted and flew up madly. From the ring of fire, he felt a deadly threat.

    "Stop it Song Qing shouts out in a hurry. His face is always indifferent and he doesn''t know where to go.

    However, his shouts did not have any effect on the fire sting ring. The speed of the spirit wing eagle was faster than that of the fire sting ring. In a flash, he caught up with the spirit wing eagle and passed through its golden wings.

    In the blood, the shrill cry reverberated in the sky. After shaking for a few seconds, the spirit wing Eagle fell out of the black scale fighting field and disappeared in everyone''s eyes.

    Seeing Xiao Yang''s indifferent eyes, Song Qing excites herself and jumps off the stage. On her face, she is filled with fear.

    "Chief Moyin, announce the result." Xiao Yang''s light way.

    After hearing the reminder, Mo Yin regained his mind and announced the result of the game conditionally. His eyes were fixed on Xiao Yang, just like a poisonous snake.

    Xiao Yang defeated Song Qing of the seventh level with the strength of the fifth level. This potential is far beyond his cognition. Judging from the practice of Yanhuang spirit hunting group at the beginning, Xiao Yang must be hostile to them at this time. If they don''t get rid of this son, they will have trouble sleeping and eating in the future!

    With the gloomy face of Mo steel looked at each other, Mo Yin nodded, more sure of the idea in the heart.

    "I won." Yue Ning took a few white jade pieces from the members of the Yanhuang hunting group, and her face showed a shallow smile. She won Xiao Yang just now, but she didn''t expect that Xiao Yang actually won.

    "Chief Moyin, can you give me the gold coins first? It''s useless for me to take these jade pieces." Xiao Yang looked at a lot of jade pieces in his hands with a headache. All the spirit hunters under the stage looked envious and envious.

    "If I had known, I would have won with this boy, grandma. How much gold is it worth?"

    "That''s to say, if you bet 10000 gold coins, you can earn 50000 gold coins even if you deduct part of them from Yanhuang spirit hunting group. It''s really rich!"

    The voice of regret, under the stage one after another ring up.

    "That''s not good. The black scale arena has the rules of the black scale arena. All jade pieces can only be exchanged after the competition." Mo Yin is sorry to smile at Xiao Yang. He never thought that he would really give the gold coin to Xiao Yang, so he doesn''t feel sorry for losing so much.

    What if Song Qing was defeated? There were some strong men in the Yanhuang spirit hunting group. He was determined to kill Xiao Yang.

    "Oh, forget it. I won''t compete."

    Seeing this, Xiao Yang sighed and shook his head. When he came to the edge of the platform, he would lean over and jump down.

    "Wait, are you sure you don''t? Win two more games and you''ll get the attack spell! " Mo Yin was stunned for a moment, and quickly exclaimed. If Xiao Yang exchanged gold coins on the spot and got into the mountain forest, they would have to take a lot of trouble to find him.

    "If you exchange the gold coins for me, I''ll be better than you. If you lose, you can''t get the gold coins you get from winning eight games. If you don''t exchange them for me, I''ll lose my life." Xiao Yang had a show.

    "Please believe in the reputation of our Yanhuang spirit hunting group." Mo Yin is relieved, as long as Xiao Yang has the heart to continue to compare, what he is afraid of is that Xiao Yang doesn''t want to compare and runs away with the money.

    "I don''t believe it." Xiao Yang waved his hand, turned and jumped again.

    "Give it to him."

    A cold voice sounded from under the stage. Mo Gang''s eyes narrowed slightly at Xiao Yang and slowly opened his mouth. His desire to kill Xiao Yang was no less than Mo Yin.

    "But third uncle, it''s against the rules." Mo Yin said with a bitter smile.

    "The rules are set by people. I''ll do it when I say it." Mo Gang impatiently waved his hand, what gold coins, he now, just want to see Xiao Yang blood spilled on the high platform.Lips slightly pursed for a while, Mo Yin unwilling to take out a gold coin card from the empty stone, shot at Xiao Yang.

    Seeing this, Xiao Yang quickly took back his legs and put the gold coin card into the empty stone with a smile on his face. Even if Mo Yin didn''t exchange it, he couldn''t really give up the competition. After all, the attack spirit was too tempting for him.

    "Next, Xu Qi." Mo Yin looks down at the stage and nods to a young man who seems to be grumpy.

    "Can I still bet?"

    Just when Mo Yin is about to announce the beginning, Xiao Yang suddenly makes a weak voice.

    "Little brother Xiao Yang, it''s against the rules to ask you to bet just now. Please don''t make it difficult for us." Mo Yin tried to hold back his anger and forced out a smile on his face.

    With a sigh of disappointment, Xiao Yang looks at the young man standing in front of him. From that man, he feels a very irascible breath, just like a burst of fire.

    "How much power do you have?" Xu Qi''s cold eyes look directly at Xiao Yang.

    "It should be enough for you." Xiao Yang rubbed some dry face and said with a smile.

    "One move."

    Xu Qi didn''t get angry because of Xiao Yang''s attitude. She just spat out two words. A fiery figure suddenly came out from her side. The fierce flame breath swept the whole black scale arena in an instant.

    "It''s an elephant."

    Xiao Yang looks at the clumsy figure with a slight smile. Since Xu Qi wants to solve it, it''s just as he wishes.