The heavy dead wood giant hand, with the shadow of covering the sky, grabs at Xiao Yang. Just the air flow generated by the closure makes the huge trees around smash.

Looking at the palm of the withered wood, Xiao Yang''s eyes are full of crazy color.

Admit defeat?

No way!

"In this battle, the four major regions are defeated!" See huge wood palm is about to close, North Chen immediately Li drinks.

"It''s not up to you."

Luo Longyan held his arm and said with a smile: "from the beginning of the battle to now, all the people in the four regions are No. 4 hunters. Only his words can represent the four regions."

"Qiu Yu, are you crazy? Don''t you give up quickly!" Lu Qingtan said sullenly.

Lu Qingtan this words, some people immediately dull down.

Qiu Yu, the former southern region of scattered cultivation, outstanding talent.

Ten years ago, suddenly there was no trace.

The fourth hunter is Qiu Yu?

"Green Sandalwood."

The face under the mask obviously gave a wry smile: "this is the meaning of demon hunting king. He said that Xiao Yang has the possibility of winning. If there is an accident, he will bear the consequences."

"Maybe?" The jade hand is tightened by Lu Yunxuan, and Lu Qingtan stares at the demon hunter.

Is it possible to win the Ninth level imperial vault and the fifth level throne?

How to win?

"Damn it

Xiaoyang''s face is covered with blood.

Xue Youmei holds a long gun and his eyes are full of struggle.

"Bang!"

The giant hand held tightly.

The huge trees standing upright all around burst out like ripples.

Quiet.

Dead still.

Countless eyes, staring at the dead wood giant hand.

Xiao Yang, dead?

"Ha ha!"

As his body floated down, Yin Tan stood on the top of his giant hand and laughed wildly: "how about you as the eight grade Dan master, how about you as the seven grade weapon refiner, and how about you as the ten source spirit Master? Are you still crushed by Laozi as a reptile? Ha ha

"Roar!"

Like the magic of the waves, at the same time roaring sound, the sound waves, deafening.

"Brother Yi, you are really good at that."

Luo Longyan''s face is full of laughter.

You can occupy half of the territory of the four regions without fighting.

Is there anything more perfect?

"It''s still the devil who makes things like God."

Yi Chi Feng''s mouth turned slightly.

Lord, Lord of the land.

If he didn''t show his magic power ahead of time and bury a well-trained demon seed in Yin Tan''s body, it would be very difficult for them to win the last battle.

After all, Xiao Yang''s snow charm has two origins.

No matter how strong the nine level throne level monster is, it can''t be killed.

At the same time of Carnival in the devil''s land.

The four camps are silent.

"Xiao Yang..."

Looking at Kuki''s giant fist, Lu Yunxuan''s figure is in a flash. She wants to rush through, but Lu Qingtan pulls her back: "don''t be impulsive. No one can interfere in this kind of battle. Anyone who violates it will be punished by the two sides."

"The emperor to be?" Lu Yunxuan''s strong anger was condensed in her eyes.

Since there is an emperor, why don''t you just show up and fight directly?

Is it interesting to let a group of spirit kings fight?

"Boom!"

Seeing that the dissuasion didn''t work, Lu Qingtan sighed to himself. The fluctuation of the fifth level spirit spread out and stunned Lu Yunxuan: "Qiu Yu, this account is on you."

"I..." Qiu Yu has a dry face.

He didn''t think it would be like this.

He also wants Xiao Yang to help with alchemy.

How can I hope Xiao Yang will die.

"Heaven has eyes!" Qin Cang was crazy and happy.

The flowers are unparalleled.

A few people who had conflicts with Xiao Yang were also gloating.

But more people have heavy eyes.

Xiao Yang, death.

Two domains, lost.

It''s a huge loss.

"Little reptile, you should be kneaded into meat mud."

Above Kuki''s giant fist, Yan Tan waved with a smile: "let me see how miserable your death is under my hands."

"Creak, creak!"

In a harsh voice, the giant wood fist slowly loosened.

Some people can''t bear to close their eyes.

Ji Jianli and Yan Sheng also shook their heads and sighed.

All of a sudden.

"What''s the matter?"

Yintan''s cry of horror suddenly rang, and the dead wood''s giant hand released. The expected bloody scene did not appear. A hazy snow colored light ball floated slowly.Inside the photosphere.

The snow with eyes closed, the gun standing, the snow-white hair falling like a waterfall, a delicate snowflake shaped light wheel, standing behind.

"This is..."

From the light ball of snow color, Xiao Yang''s eyes flashed a different color: "the snowflake pendant presented by Shen Xue? It''s a great spiritual power. No wonder in recent years, xueyoumei has never broken through. The original spiritual power flowing to it has been absorbed by the snowflake pendant. "

One of the four domains.

Many people gaped.

What''s going on?

"Not dead." The demon hunter felt relieved and laughed bitterly to himself.

Fortunately, Xiao Yang is safe and sound.

Otherwise, it would be a lot of fun.

"Yintan, what are you doing?"

Yi Chifeng roared: "kill, kill him quickly!"

When he recovered from his fright, Yan Tan clenched his teeth, and the fierce color in his eyes flashed by. He loosened the giant wood palm and grasped it with a lightning speed.

"Hum!"

The snowflake shakes.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The smell of snow, suddenly soared.

First order throne!

Second throne!

The third throne!

"Dang!"

Eyes slightly closed, snow Youmei in the hands of the gun suddenly horizontal, holding the giant wood palm, was stuck at both ends of the gun, unable to save.

"Yes

Yin Tan''s face was ferocious, and his veins burst.

Although xueyoumei is only a third-order throne, he has two origins. In addition to his dark wood attribute, he is restrained by xueyoumei''s attribute. Now when he fights, he will win more than he loses.

We must get rid of xueyoumei as soon as possible!

"Hum!"

His right hand held the spear, and his eyes opened abruptly. His long white hair floated back wildly, and two ripples of snow color surged open again.

Fourth throne!

Fifth throne!

"Five steps, throne level!" Mo Gong is ecstatic.

The same is the fifth throne.

The charm of snow!

"Broken!" Xiao Yang drinks out a low voice.

"Boom!"

The majestic snow storm broke out with a bang. The hard dead wood hand turned into powder in an instant. Yin Tan vomited blood and flew back.

"How could that be?"

Looking at the snow ghost standing in the air, Yan Tan''s eyes were full of horror.

In a moment, break through to the fifth throne?

There are demons in snow?

"Like rank suppression, right?"

Xiao Yang''s cold voice rang out, the snow ghost flashed to the rear of Yin Tan, the sharp long gun was raised, and a roaring sound resounded through the world again.

The sixth throne!

Xiao Yang''s black eyes were cold and said slowly, "by chance, I like it, too."

"Shua!"

The sharp spear broke away from Xue Youmei, passed through Yan Tan''s chest, and inserted obliquely into the ground. The slender barrel of the spear kept shaking.

"Hum!"