The golden sword lion roared up to the sky. The golden hair on its body actually grew up a little bit at this time. The breath suddenly increased a lot.

"Eight steps." The spirit hunters on the scene are all in a cool mood. The seven level golden sword lions have some difficulty in coping with it. After they are promoted, there is no possibility of victory at all!

The golden sword lion put down its head and scanned for a week. Its forepaws stepped out gently. Six Golden lightsabers emerged around it. It revolved around it slowly, emitting an extremely sharp smell.

"No!" The pupils of Chen Luo''s eyes contracted.

As soon as the golden armour sword and the lion''s body were shocked, the six Golden lightsabers roared out one by one. All the clouded leopards that had been rubbed had vomited blood. One of them had been directly pierced and nailed to the rock, and lost its vitality on the spot.

"Roar!"

With a roar, there are six Golden lightsabers around the golden sword lion, and the sound of the sword is clear.

"It''s over!" Several spirit hunters look desperate. Their cloud sand leopards don''t even have a chance to fight in front of the golden armour sword and the lion''s face. The latter''s ruthless style will certainly break their intestines.

As soon as his cold eyes turned, the golden sword lion''s eyes fell on Muge. All the spirit hunters on the scene were of the lowest strength. Naturally, he had to pick the softest persimmon.

"Bramble tree, defend!" When mugg saw that the target of the golden sword lion was him, he turned pale and filled his heart with despair.

"Whew!"

The six Golden swords roared, and just as they were about to run through the branches of thorns, a cold breath suddenly enveloped them. Immediately, only a few crisp sounds were heard, and the bright lightsabers were all broken.

"Who?" In Chen Luo''s eyes, the color of surprise surged. No matter who the comer was, he would be saved today!

"Xiao Yang?" When mugg saw the figure falling from the sky, his eyes flashed a touch of inconceivable. Didn''t he say that this guy fell into the Heishui river? How could he still be alive!

After a careful look at Chen Luo and others, Muge breathes a sigh of relief. Fortunately, these people from yunsha spirit hunting group just came back from outside and didn''t know what Xiao Yang looked like. Otherwise, if they were known by Yanhuang spirit hunting group, Xiao Yang would be in danger.

"Give me a break. I''ll take the golden lion."

Xiao Yang went to Muge''s body, and with a faint smile, the ice butterfly hovering in the sky suddenly dived down, and the sharp ice wings shrouded in the cold air, chopped down.

"Bang!"

The golden crested sword lion raises its claws and wants to tear up the ice wings of the Royal ice butterfly. However, the pain from it makes it back quickly.

"Where to run."

In the sound of Xiao Yang''s smile, the ice butterfly''s wings waved, and the strong cold air surged out. Immediately in front of him, it turned into an ice wheel about the size of Zhang Xu. With the sound of Shua, the ice wheel flew out and chopped down at the head of the golden crested sword lion.

"Roar!"

In his eyes, his anger soared, and his body was shocked. Six Golden lightsabers surrounded his body immediately rose up. Between the head and tail, a gorgeous sword wheel was formed, which collided with the ice wheel.

"Bang!"

The voice of the hand over of gold and iron rings. The flawless ice wheel, under the impact of the golden sword wheel, breaks most of it. However, the sword wheel is broken on the spot.

After stopping for a while, the broken ice wheel, with cold air, splits down. The golden sword lion''s seemingly hard body suddenly has a crack emerging.

With a roar of pain, the golden sword lion''s eyes were full of fear. He immediately turned around and ran away without turning back.

Looking at the majestic golden sword lion just now, it was defeated in an instant. All the spirit hunters on the scene were shocked and opened their eyes wide. Looking at Xiao Yang, they were afraid.

"Thank you very much, little brother." Chen Luo hurriedly stepped forward and did boxing.

"No harm..." Xiao Yang just said two words, his face suddenly changed, his palm suddenly covered his mouth, and a trace of blood overflowed from between his fingers.

"Are you all right?" Mugger asked nervously.

With a wry smile and a wave of his hand, Xiao Yang sighs in his heart that the injury caused by the rock horned rhinoceros is not good. Last night, in the process of running for his life, he used a lot of spiritual power to make the injury more serious. So once he used the spiritual power in the spirit gate, a deep pain came out.

Looking at the bloodstain of Xiao Yang''s palm, Chen Luo''s eyes narrowed slightly, and a touch of Yin cold flashed in the deep of his eyes.

"Little brother, are you hurt?" Chen Luo spoke slowly.

"Little hurt." Xiao Yang frowned in his heart. From Chen Luo''s expression, he felt a trace of bad intentions, so although he still had a smile on his face, he was alert at the bottom of his heart.

Chen Luo took a look at the Royal ice butterfly. When he found that its right wing was damaged, the corner of his mouth suddenly grinned, and his mind became more firm at this time.

"Let me introduce you. These are all members of yunsha spirit hunting group. This is Chen Luo, the leader of the group, the seventh level spirit hunting group." In a low voice, mugger could see that he seemed rather afraid of Chen Luo."Why is yunsha spirit hunting group, your blue blade spirit hunting group?" Xiao Yang''s brows are locked. Does it mean that something has happened to the blue blade hunting group?

"Our team leader took people out of blackscale a few days ago."

Muge shook his head with a wry smile and said in a low voice: "the Yanhuang spirit hunting regiment has long been against us. Among the many spirit hunting regiments in Heilin Town, only we refused to pay the sacrifice. So that day in Heilin arena, Mo Gang just wanted to kill Ning Yi on the stage and let uncle Yue Yi resist. Then he used this as an excuse to kill the blue blade spirit hunting regiment."

Hearing the words, Xiao Yang''s eyes narrowed, and his self reproach decreased a lot. It seems that the reason why the blue blade spirit hunting regiment can have today''s situation is that Mo Cheng and others have been planning for a long time, but it has nothing to do with him.

Just as Xiao Yang and Muge were talking, Chen Luo had already come to the Juling fruit tree. He thought for a moment, picked up a Juling fruit, and said with a smile, "little brother, thank you for your help. This Juling fruit is Chen''s gift."

Looking at the dozens of Juling fruits on the Juling fruit tree, Xiao Yang''s eyes twinkled. Just now he was saving each other, but now he is helping each other. Chen Luo wants to wash away his saving grace.

"Why." Xiao Yang makes a faint voice. Even if all the julingguo belong to him, it''s natural. What''s more, it''s still a ownerless thing. So what''s Chen Luo''s qualification to take julingguo as a gift of thanks.

Moreover, it is only one of dozens.

"Little brother, we are very grateful for your help, but even without you, the golden sword lion, we can deal with it easily." Chen Luo shrugs his shoulders with a smile, and the spirit hunters behind him all look hard. A cloud sand leopard slowly encircles Xiao Yang.

[Fifth, the limit. The readers from other places, you really are awesome. Although I don''t know that tomorrow is still not testing water, but the increase is even more.

Where Yan hand slow to death, a yard so much, now a touch of the keyboard, fingertips began to hurt, tomorrow morning the first more bottom, where Yan will add tomorrow''s chapters out, thank you for your support! 】