I live forever by seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster.

"Nianhe phantom, rise."

"Fire Eagle phantom, rise."

With two loud explosions, both White Feather Eagle and Nianhe underwent tremendous changes.

White Feather Eagle's body grew rapidly, and its whole body was wrapped in flames.

What was even more surprising was that the White Feather Eagle's eyes flashed with cold lightning, and its wings stood upside down, each of them like a sword, and its murderous intent was like a prison.

On the other side, Nianhe was no less impressive.

If the White Feather Eagle changed into a fire spirit, then Nianhe was a wind spirit.

Even with the help of blood power, Nianhe was more agile, completely different from the straightforward White Feather Eagle.

The next moment, Nianhe's eyes were cruel and his expression was ferocious. He was willing to let the Cloud Cranes die and perform a fatal killing blow.

"Naive." Fang Yang's expression did not change, and he was not anxious at all.

After sacrificing five subordinates, Nianhe seized the moment when the White Feather Eagle's qi flow was slightly stagnant.

Nianhe suddenly vibrated his wings and triggered a small hurricane that was enough to destroy the house.

The hurricane blew on the river, collided and rubbed rapidly, raising waves and making a huge sound like the roar of a tiger or a lion.

It only took a few breaths for the white-feathered eagle's body, which was like steel and iron, to be completely destroyed by the hurricane and die on the spot.

At this critical moment, the white-feathered eagle's eyes brightened, and the flames suddenly turned into dim flames.

Its wings suddenly changed from orange to gray.

The dim flames wrapped it in an instant, allowing it to fearlessly rush into the hurricane.

Like hot water meeting ice and snow, this small hurricane was actually washed out with a gap.

The hurricane seemed to be swallowed by flames!

This scene was too shocking, and the people in the field were stunned.

"Okay, keep suppressing it." Uncle Fang clenched his fist lightly, and the electric python under his feet also hissed, as if cheering for the white-feathered eagle.

"What is the origin of this flame? It is neither the blood power of the white-feathered eagle nor the blood power of the fire eagle..." Dongfang Xuezhi, Lin Tianxue and others frowned, extremely puzzled.

"I know this white-feathered eagle is not ordinary, I know. Nianhe, don't lose." Dongfang Zenglong's face was ferocious, unwilling to fail.

In the rear, Senyou and Dongfang Xuan stood side by side, both narrowing their eyes.

Senyou asked coldly: "Something is wrong. This is the leader of your Dongfang clan. Is this your promise to me?!"

"It's not the end of the road yet. There is still a chance. If something goes wrong, I will take action." Dongfang Xuan responded. He didn't expect that the Nianhe beast could not gain the upper hand.

Everyone knows that Fang Yang's white-feathered eagle is different from ordinary white-feathered eagles.

But no matter how different it is, this white-feathered eagle is a white-feathered eagle for a day, and it will be a white-feathered eagle for a lifetime!

Could it be that Fang Yang's white-feathered eagle could turn the world upside down like other fierce beasts with wild beast blood?

But the fact is that even though everyone has raised their expectations for this white-feathered eagle again and again, they still find that this white-feathered eagle is somewhat unfathomable.

This white-feathered eagle, just like its owner Fang Yang, has always been able to gain the upper hand in battle.

It has never been seen that it is in a state of embarrassment.

The streamer flickered, and the wind and fire roared.

The can grass that emerged from the can river would tear apart and become chaotic as soon as it appeared.

"Huh~" Dongfang Mo Ran's face was ashen, and the development of things had gone beyond his calculations.

Even his name "Smart Crane" seemed so stupid.

It was as if he was a paper tiger that was broken by Fang Yang's light poke.

This is so embarrassing!

Now, in mid-air, the white-feathered eagle was suppressing the Nianhe to fight, and the ten flying eagles were suppressing the five Yunhe to fight.

Whether it was a duel between the main generals or a duel between the soldiers, Dongfang Mo Ran was almost completely behind, and he had no way to compete with Fang Yang.

The so-called competition for the top spot seemed so ridiculous.

But...

"I haven't lost yet!" Dongfang Mo Ran remembered Sen You's horror, and immediately gritted his teeth and used the slave magic.

The slave magic usually squeezes the potential and life essence of the pet to exchange for immediate combat power.

It must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

And Fang Yang always pays attention to Dongfang Mo Ran's actions.

So Fang Yang also began to pinch the seal of the "Slave Spirit Art".

He was going to bless the White Feather Eagle and a group of flying eagles with strength to decide the outcome, and no longer leave the true essence to support the White Feather Eagle!

But at this moment, the world suddenly roared, and the Can River became turbulent.

It turned out that the formation that sealed this place showed its power.

The power of the formation was like a chain, locking the flying eagle and the cloud crane in the sky together, unable to move.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Dongfang Xuan appeared!

"Fang Yang, although I don't know how you can avoid the formation and cast a spell that exceeds the first level."

Dongfang Xuan stared at Fang Yang coldly, his eyes like knives: "But you have broken the rules, please leave here for thirty feet!"

A strong pressure spread from Dongfang Xuan, forcing Fang Yang to surrender.

One foot is more than three meters, which means that Fang Yang must leave a hundred meters. What is the difference between that and asking Fang Yang not to participate in this fight?

There is no doubt that it is to ensure that the final winner is Dongfang Mo Ran!

As soon as Dongfang Xuan said this, it quickly caused a shock to the crowd of spectators, and they were in an uproar and couldn't believe it.

"What is this, it's simply a naked conspiracy!"

"Don't play if you can't afford to lose, it's so dirty."

"I was just wondering why Fang Yang is always so calm. It turns out that this guy has a way to take advantage of loopholes. No wonder a mere white-feathered eagle is so capable..."

Everyone had different opinions.

Among them, Uncle Fang was even more livid and wanted to step forward to seek justice for Fang Yang.

But what is more regrettable is that the seemingly invisible power of the formation forcibly suppressed everyone and prevented them from entering the battlefield.

"Are you saying that I have a disloyal heart?"

Senyou in the dark sneered, "Huh, a mere kid named Fang, who doesn't even have a living saint ancestor, dares to fight me? You deserve it, bah!"

At this moment.

An unknown anger shot straight into Fang Yang's heart.

Fang Yang knew that he would encounter a crisis and then get an opportunity.

But he didn't expect that he would encounter such a crisis.

unacceptable!

Fang Yang had only seen this kind of situation in the Premier League in his previous life.

But he never imagined that he, a member of the Golden Family, would be bullied.

"What did you say?!"

"You have violated the rules and must leave this place."

Facing Fang Yang's cold words, Dongfang Xuan still answered unhurriedly and with full confidence.

At this moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed in Fang Yang's mind.

He knew that with his current status as [Executive Order], the person who could bully him in this way would most likely be Mori.

as expected.

He vaguely saw Senyou's figure behind Dongfang Xuan.

The gloomy figure was shaking its head at him, as if laughing at his overestimation!

For the first time, the disadvantages of Fang Yang's power status being attached to the Sen surname emerged.

That is, Fang Yang cannot be free in front of Sen surname, just like a domestic slave!

"Traitor, traitor, traitor!" Fang Yang felt depressed in his heart, and it would be difficult to calm down unless he killed this thief.

His eyes were fixed on the fortune, especially the winning one:

[Winning the lottery, participating in the Can River Festival, striving for the top spot, implies danger, but you will get a fourth-level opportunity, which is good luck. 】

Fang Yang took a deep breath and looked up at the white-feathered eagle.

He found that Bai Yu's eagle eyes were filled with blazing flames, as if he wanted to devour everything.

At this moment, one master and one pet seemed to have telepathy, knowing what the other was thinking.

The eagle strikes the sky, and the fire burns the sky!

Completely burn this unfair world to ashes!