Master of Beasts

"Wu Lang, if you dare to touch me, you don't even want to get out alive today!" Tang Honglian's pretty face changed slightly. She didn't expect that Wu Lang's actions would be so extreme.

From Wu Lang's eyes, she saw the most primitive desire of men.

"I can't touch you?"

Hearing this, Wu Lang's eyes were red, and his ugly face was vividly expressed at this moment: "Tang Honglian, what kind of memorial archway are you erecting? Henry Zhang's trash must have touched you, so why should I I can't touch you, so you're pretending to be a saint in front of me?"

Being insulted like this, Tang Honglian's beautiful eyes were condensed with coldness, and fiery flames surged up in her palm, and the pattern of the summoning spirit array took shape rapidly.

Red lotus explosion, the most powerful spiritual skill of the blazing red lotus, can detonate itself and produce terrifying destructive power. Even a half-step Nirvana-level spirit beast will die under such an explosion.

As a woman who is in the same rank as Youli in Fengxue City, she naturally has her own pride.

Even if he died, he wouldn't let Wu Lang run into him!

Seeing Wu Lang tearing his face, the eyes of the surrounding youths were full of obscenity, and what's more, they yelled without restraint, adding fuel and jealousy.

"Hahaha, Angkor is really a hero. You can't give her face with this kind of woman."

"Angkor is finished, can you make us feel good too?"

"A stinky bastard, he dared to push his nose on his face, it made me laugh to death."

The igniting sounds around made Tang Honglian feel angry, while Zhong Mu behind him had a completely natural expression.

This is the ancient land of the Great Desolation, not the Xueyue Empire, nor the Lingchuan Empire, as long as one can worship the Three Great Sects and sell Tang Honglian, what is it?

Besides, if she fell into the hands of Wu Lang and the others, she would not be able to die.

Therefore, Zhong Mu didn't feel any guilt at all.

"Tang Honglian, you asked for all of this!" With a ferocious smile on his face, Wu Lang grabbed Tang Honglian's clothes viciously with his fierce expression, while the young people around him were Cheering and jumping for joy, his expression was extremely excited.

Looking at Wu Lang with a ferocious face, Tang Honglian narrowed her eyes slightly, and fiery waves erupted from her palm.

"Boom!"

Just as Wu Lang's palm was about to reach out, a low muffled sound suddenly resounded, followed by several muffled sounds one after another.

Hearing this voice, both Wu Lang and Tang Honglian, who was about to cast Red Lotus Explosion, froze and stared blankly behind.

"Boom!"

Clenching his fists tightly, Henry Zhang's face was cold, and at his feet, there were several figures lying down in disorder, howling incessantly, and they were the young people who screamed excitedly before.

"Henry Henry?" Wu Lang was slightly taken aback, and then his face became extremely furious.

It's that bastard again!

"Angkor, he dared to hit me, kill him!"

"My leg, my leg is broken, Angkor, I want him to die!"

Falling to the ground, several young people stared at Henry Zhang with distorted faces, wishing to swallow him alive.

"To shut up."

Indifferently spit out two words, Henry Zhang kicked wildly with the soles of his feet continuously, and the bodies of several young people suddenly drew a series of powerful parabolas, and hit the mountain wall heavily. The bones were broken, and the worst one was the head burst.

The strength of these people is only the seventh-order spirit master, and they are undoubtedly as weak as babies in front of Henry Zhang today.

"Tang Honglian, how dare you play tricks on me!"

Seeing Henry Zhang appearing, Wu Lang subconsciously believed that this was a trap set by Tang Honglian to lure him into the bait. In a rage, Wu Lang stretched out his palm, like an eagle's claw, and grabbed Tang Honglian's snow-white neck violently.

However, just as Wu Lang made a move, Henry Zhang's figure immediately flashed over, and his strong palm, like an iron hoop, firmly grasped Wu Lang's arm.

"How could it be!" Wu Lang couldn't believe it, how could Henry Zhang's speed be so fast,

The action just now was no different from teleportation!

Looking at the few stars that quickly dissipated on the ground, Tang Honglian was thoughtful.

"In Snow Wind City, I really wanted to kill you, but here, your disgusting style has not changed."

Henry Zhang's eyes were flat, his palm suddenly turned, and Wu Lang's arm twisted.

This is the sound of bones breaking from it!

"Let go! Let me go! You bastard savage, you only use brute force!" Wu Lang was sweating profusely from the pain, and a thick look of horror appeared on his face.

Only then did he feel that Henry Zhang is also a ninth-level spirit master!

In Guyang City, all the younger generations know that Henry Zhang has exceptionally strong physical strength, comparable to some spirit beasts.

Therefore, almost everyone who is hostile to Henry Zhang has reached a consensus that if they can fight with spirit beasts, they will never approach Henry Zhang. Healers of the same level, in the hands of the latter, have no resistance at all.

Seeing this, Zhong Mu, who was standing in the distance, felt his heart pounding, and a bad premonition arose spontaneously.

"If you don't have any last words, you can go on the road now." Henry Zhang said lightly, and a sharp rock shuttle quickly formed above him, aiming at Wu Lang's head.

"Wait a moment!"

With a face full of fear, Wu Lang gritted his teeth and scolded: "Xiao Yang, you are still the same as when you were in Snow Wind City, you only use these messy methods, if you have the ability, just give me some time to summon the Blood Screaming Eagle out !"

"Oh."

Looking at Wu Lang with a ferocious face, Henry Zhang said indifferently: "I have no skills, so I still have to send you on your way."

Seeing this scene, Tang Honglian's bright eyes blinked slightly, and a slight arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

After great joy and sorrow, now her heart is at peace, and she realizes that this boy who has been molested by her as a little brother has matured a lot.

"He is Henry Zhang? Sister Honglian, your taste is really getting worse and worse. Can a coward who dare not even dare to fight can be compared with Angkor?" Zhongmu in the distance stared at Henry Zhang with resentment .

If Wu Lang died, his only protection would be gone!

"Who is he?" Henry Zhang looked at Tang Honglian suspiciously.

"A villain through and through." Tang Honglian said coldly.

"You!" Zhong Mu's eyes were slightly angry. He used to have some illusions about Tang Honglian, but with the appearance of Wu Lang, this illusion could only be suppressed in his heart and he dared not bring it up.

However, he still felt a deep humiliation after being evaluated by Tang Honglian.

"Call out your blood-crying eagle." Henry Zhang let go of his palm, and said neither salty nor weak.

"This is you looking for death!"

Taking a few steps back, Wu Lang smiled viciously and said, "This valley is where you bastard will be buried!"

"Crazy!"

The figure of the blood-crying eagle appeared in mid-air, with its blood-red wings stretched out. However, as soon as its proud cry came out, a sharp snow light cut across its body.

"puff!"

Suddenly, under the horrified eyes of Wu Lang and Zhong Mu, the body of Xueyingying was split into two!