God-level Pet Evolution System

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"Old Dog Pang, I'm behind you." Feng Yixiu suddenly patted the Patriarch of the Pang family on the back.

The Patriarch of the Pang family suddenly turned his head, took out his dagger and prepared to cut Feng Yixiu's throat.

However, in Feng Yixiu's eyes, his speed is really like a turtle's speed, and his mental power has surpassed the second-order limit.

The crazy attacks of more than a hundred bouncy balls couldn't hurt him at all, let alone Patriarch Pang's turtle speed attack.

Feng Yixiu dodged the opponent's sneak attack very easily, grabbed his right arm suddenly, and was about to launch a melee attack.

"Damn Cangshan Wolf King, come and help me!" Patriarch Pang wanted to use a silver-level monster card with his remaining hand.

"click"

But Feng Yixiu was faster than him, and before the monster card flew into his hand, he used a grabbing hand and directly broke his entire arm.

"ah"

At this moment Patriarch Pang's entire left arm has been completely dislocated, hanging on his shoulder feebly.

Feng Yixiu's flexibility seemed to grow on the opponent's body, no matter how Patriarch Pang struggled to break free, he couldn't get rid of Feng Yixiu's jujitsu entanglement at all.

"Thunder Eight-Duan Fall"

Feng Yixiu hugged Patriarch Pang's waist directly from behind, and then came directly with a powerful waist bow.

"boom"

Patriarch Pang's fat face was directly printed on the icy ground, and he fell in a mess.

But before he came back to his senses, Feng Yixiu's body was like a hot wheel, and he began to use the waist bow continuously.

The strong inertia made Feng Yixiu's strength stronger and stronger, and every time Patriarch Pang's face was imprinted fiercely on the ground.

From a distance, this pose looks like a thunderbolt, and its power is terrifying.

"Let's go" Feng Yixiu directly threw Patriarch Pang out with his waist bow for the last time, and the huge force directly blasted him into the steel wall.

Due to the master's fainting, Cangshan Wolf King himself slowly turned into a ray of light, which slowly began to dissipate.

Feng Yixiu clapped his hands with a relaxed face, looked at Maoyou who was still fighting the blood mage, and said with a smile, "Maoyou, do you need my help?"

The cat chuckled again, and said lightly, "No, it's just a high-level angel, and you don't need to do anything yet."

Feng Yixiu touched his nose boredly, and watched the battle between them. It can be said that it was really a fight between gods and gods.

The strength and precision of the shot were just right, not a single ounce of spiritual power was wasted where it shouldn't be wasted.

The black-clothed blood psychic looked at Patriarch Pang, who had passed out, and said viciously, "The mere high-level demon envoy is really arrogant. I want to see how you break my blood demon armor."

Immediately, the whole body of the blood mage was wrapped in a thicker layer of blood-colored armor, and there were clear blood patterns on the armor, obviously much more powerful than the blood demon avatar used by the intermediate demon envoy

The cat smiled again, looked at the blood magus in front of him, and continued to attack the blood magus' heart in a tepid manner.

The black black blade imprint on the blood magus's chest began to become more and more clear and huge.

"Snapped"

Just a light blow made the blood mage retreat more than ten steps in a row, and an obvious crack appeared in the blood demon armor on his chest.

The black-clothed blood mage looked at Maoyou in surprise, a little unbelievable.

Just now, Maoyou's strength was like scratching an itch, but now it shattered the Gorefiend's armor with one blow.

"Old Dog Pang, I'm behind you." Feng Yixiu suddenly patted the Patriarch of the Pang family on the back.

The Patriarch of the Pang family suddenly turned his head, took out his dagger and prepared to cut Feng Yixiu's throat.

However, in Feng Yixiu's eyes, his speed is really like a turtle's speed, and his mental power has surpassed the second-order limit.

The crazy attacks of more than a hundred bouncy balls couldn't hurt him at all, let alone Patriarch Pang's turtle speed attack.

Feng Yixiu dodged the opponent's sneak attack very easily, grabbed his right arm suddenly, and was about to launch a melee attack.

"Damn Cangshan Wolf King, come and help me!" Patriarch Pang wanted to use a silver-level monster card with his remaining hand.

"click"

But Feng Yixiu was faster than him, and before the monster card flew into his hand, he used a grabbing hand and directly broke his entire arm.

"ah"

At this moment Patriarch Pang's entire left arm has been completely dislocated, hanging on his shoulder feebly.

Feng Yixiu's flexibility seemed to grow on the opponent's body, no matter how Patriarch Pang struggled to break free, he couldn't get rid of Feng Yixiu's jujitsu entanglement at all.

"Thunder Eight-Duan Fall"

Feng Yixiu hugged Patriarch Pang's waist directly from behind, and then came directly with a powerful waist bow.

"boom"

Patriarch Pang's fat face was directly printed on the icy ground, and he fell in a mess.

But before he came back to his senses, Feng Yixiu's body was like a hot wheel, and he began to use the waist bow continuously.

The strong inertia made Feng Yixiu's strength stronger and stronger, every time Patriarch Pang's face was imprinted fiercely on the ground.

From a distance, this pose looks like a thunderbolt, and its power is terrifying.

"Let's go!" Feng Yixiu bowed his waist for the last time and directly threw Patriarch Pang out

, the huge force directly blasted it into the steel wall.

Due to the master's fainting, Cangshan Wolf King himself slowly turned into a ray of light, which slowly began to dissipate.

Feng Yixiu clapped his hands with a relaxed face, looked at Maoyou who was still fighting the blood mage, and said with a smile, "Maoyou, do you need my help?"

The cat chuckled again, and said lightly, "No, it's just a high-level angel, and you don't need to do anything yet."

Feng Yixiu touched his nose boredly, and watched the battle between them. It can be said that it was really a fight between gods and gods.

The strength and precision of the shot were just right, not a single ounce of spiritual power was wasted where it shouldn't be wasted.

The black-clothed blood psychic looked at Patriarch Pang, who had passed out, and said viciously, "The mere high-level demon envoy is really arrogant. I want to see how you break my blood demon armor."

Immediately, the whole body of the blood mage was wrapped in a thicker layer of blood-colored armor, and there were clear blood patterns on the armor, obviously much more powerful than the blood demon avatar used by the intermediate demon envoy

The cat smiled again, looked at the blood magus in front of him, and continued to attack the blood magus' heart in a tepid manner.

The black black blade imprint on the blood magus's chest began to become more and more clear and huge.

"Snapped"

Just a light blow made the blood mage retreat more than ten steps in a row, and an obvious crack appeared in the blood demon armor on his chest.

The black-clothed blood mage looked at Maoyou in surprise, a little unbelievable.

Just now, Maoyou's strength was like scratching an itch, but now it shattered the Gorefiend's armor with one blow.

"Old Dog Pang, I'm behind you." Feng Yixiu suddenly patted the Patriarch of the Pang family on the back.

The Patriarch of the Pang family suddenly turned his head, took out his dagger and prepared to cut Feng Yixiu's throat.

However, in Feng Yixiu's eyes, his speed is really like a turtle's speed, and his mental power has surpassed the second-order limit.

The crazy attacks of more than a hundred bouncy balls couldn't hurt him at all, let alone Patriarch Pang's turtle speed attack.

Feng Yixiu dodged the opponent's sneak attack very easily, grabbed his right arm suddenly, and was about to launch a melee attack.

"Damn Cangshan Wolf King, come and help me!" Patriarch Pang wanted to use a silver-level monster card with his remaining hand.

"click"

But Feng Yixiu was faster than him, and before the monster card flew into his hand, he used a grabbing hand and directly broke his entire arm.

"ah"

At this moment Patriarch Pang's entire left arm has been completely dislocated, hanging on his shoulder feebly.

Feng Yixiu's flexibility seemed to grow on the opponent's body, no matter how Patriarch Pang struggled to break free, he couldn't get rid of Feng Yixiu's jujitsu entanglement at all.

"Thunder Eight-Duan Fall"

Feng Yixiu hugged Patriarch Pang's waist directly from behind, and then came directly with a powerful waist bow.

"boom"

Patriarch Pang's fat face was directly printed on the icy ground, and he fell in a mess.

But before he came back to his senses, Feng Yixiu's body was like a hot wheel, and he began to use the waist bow continuously.

The strong inertia made Feng Yixiu's strength stronger and stronger, every time Patriarch Pang's face was imprinted fiercely on the ground.

From a distance, this pose looks like a thunderbolt, and its power is terrifying.

"Let's go" Feng Yixiu directly threw Patriarch Pang out with his waist bow for the last time, and the huge force directly blasted him into the steel wall.

Due to the master's fainting, Cangshan Wolf King himself slowly turned into a ray of light, which slowly began to dissipate.

Feng Yixiu clapped his hands with a relaxed face, looked at Maoyou who was still fighting the blood mage, and said with a smile, "Maoyou, do you need my help?"

The cat chuckled again, and said lightly, "No, it's just a high-level angel, and you don't need to do anything yet."

Feng Yixiu touched his nose boredly, and watched the battle between them. It can be said that it was really a fight between gods and gods.

The strength and precision of the shot were just right, not a single ounce of spiritual power was wasted where it shouldn't be wasted.

The black-clothed blood psychic looked at Patriarch Pang, who had passed out, and said viciously, "The mere high-level demon envoy is really arrogant. I want to see how you break my blood demon armor."

Immediately, the whole body of the blood mage was wrapped in a thicker layer of blood-colored armor, and there were clear blood patterns on the armor, obviously much more powerful than the blood demon avatar used by the intermediate demon envoy

The cat smiled again, looked at the blood magus in front of him, and continued to attack the blood magus' heart in a tepid manner.

The black black blade imprint on the blood magus's chest began to become more and more clear and huge.

"Snapped"

Just a light blow made the blood mage retreat more than ten steps in a row, and an obvious crack appeared in the blood demon armor on his chest.

The black-clothed blood mage looked at Maoyou in surprise, a little unbelievable.

Just now, Maoyou's strength was like scratching an itch, but now it shattered the Gorefiend's armor with one blow.

"Old Dog Pang, I'm behind you." Feng Yixiu suddenly patted the Patriarch of the Pang family on the back.

The Patriarch of the Pang family suddenly turned his head, took out his dagger and prepared to cut Feng Yixiu's throat.

However, in Feng Yixiu's eyes, his speed is really like a turtle's speed, and his mental power is beyond the limit of the second order

.

The crazy attacks of more than a hundred bouncy balls couldn't hurt him at all, let alone Patriarch Pang's turtle speed attack.

Feng Yixiu dodged the opponent's sneak attack very easily, grabbed his right arm suddenly, and was about to launch a melee attack.

"Damn Cangshan Wolf King, come and help me!" Patriarch Pang wanted to use a silver-level monster card with his remaining hand.

"click"

But Feng Yixiu was faster than him, and before the monster card flew into his hand, he used a grabbing hand and directly broke his entire arm.

"ah"

At this moment Patriarch Pang's entire left arm has been completely dislocated, hanging on his shoulder feebly.

Feng Yixiu's flexibility seemed to grow on the opponent's body, no matter how Patriarch Pang struggled to break free, he couldn't get rid of Feng Yixiu's jujitsu entanglement at all.

"Thunder Eight-Duan Fall"

Feng Yixiu hugged Patriarch Pang's waist directly from behind, and then came directly with a powerful waist bow.

"boom"

Patriarch Pang's fat face was directly printed on the icy ground, and he fell in a mess.

But before he came back to his senses, Feng Yixiu's body was like a hot wheel, and he began to use the waist bow continuously.

The strong inertia made Feng Yixiu's strength stronger and stronger, every time Patriarch Pang's face was imprinted fiercely on the ground.

From a distance, this pose looks like a thunderbolt, and its power is terrifying.

"Let's go" Feng Yixiu directly threw Patriarch Pang out with his waist bow for the last time, and the huge force directly blasted him into the steel wall.

Due to the master's fainting, Cangshan Wolf King himself slowly turned into a ray of light, which slowly began to dissipate.

Feng Yixiu clapped his hands with a relaxed face, looked at Maoyou who was still fighting the blood mage, and said with a smile, "Maoyou, do you need my help?"

The cat chuckled again, and said lightly, "No, it's just a high-level angel, and you don't need to do anything yet."

Feng Yixiu touched his nose boredly, and watched the battle between them. It can be said that it was really a fight between gods and gods.

The strength and precision of the shot were just right, not a single ounce of spiritual power was wasted where it shouldn't be wasted.

The black-clothed blood psychic looked at Patriarch Pang, who had passed out, and said viciously, "The mere high-level demon envoy is really arrogant. I want to see how you break my blood demon armor."

Immediately, the whole body of the blood mage was wrapped in a thicker layer of blood-colored armor, and there were clear blood patterns on the armor, obviously much more powerful than the blood demon avatar used by the intermediate demon envoy

The cat smiled again, looked at the blood magus in front of him, and continued to attack the blood magus' heart in a tepid manner.

The black black blade imprint on the blood magus's chest began to become more and more clear and huge.

"Snapped"

Just a light blow made the blood mage retreat more than ten steps in a row, and an obvious crack appeared in the blood demon armor on his chest.

The black-clothed blood mage looked at Maoyou in surprise, a little unbelievable.

Just now, Maoyou's strength was like scratching an itch, but now it shattered the Gorefiend's armor with one blow.

"Old Dog Pang, I'm behind you." Feng Yixiu suddenly patted the Patriarch of the Pang family on the back.

The Patriarch of the Pang family suddenly turned his head, took out his dagger and prepared to cut Feng Yixiu's throat.

However, in Feng Yixiu's eyes, his speed is really like a turtle's speed, and his mental power has surpassed the second-order limit.

The crazy attacks of more than a hundred bouncy balls couldn't hurt him at all, let alone Patriarch Pang's turtle speed attack.

Feng Yixiu dodged the opponent's sneak attack very easily, grabbed his right arm suddenly, and was about to launch a melee attack.

"Damn Cangshan Wolf King, come and help me!" Patriarch Pang wanted to use a silver-level monster card with his remaining hand.

"click"

But Feng Yixiu was faster than him, and before the monster card flew into his hand, he used a grabbing hand and directly broke his entire arm.

"ah"

At this moment Patriarch Pang's entire left arm has been completely dislocated, hanging on his shoulder feebly.

Feng Yixiu's flexibility seemed to grow on the opponent's body, no matter how Patriarch Pang struggled to break free, he couldn't get rid of Feng Yixiu's jujitsu entanglement at all.

"Thunder Eight-Duan Fall"

Feng Yixiu hugged Patriarch Pang's waist directly from behind, and then came directly with a powerful waist bow.

"boom"

Patriarch Pang's fat face was directly printed on the icy ground, and he fell in a mess.

But before he came back to his senses, Feng Yixiu's body was like a hot wheel, and he began to use the waist bow continuously.

The strong inertia made Feng Yixiu's strength stronger and stronger, every time Patriarch Pang's face was imprinted fiercely on the ground.

From a distance, this pose looks like a thunderbolt, and its power is terrifying.

"Let's go" Feng Yixiu directly threw Patriarch Pang out with his waist bow for the last time, and the huge force directly blasted him into the steel wall.

Due to the master's fainting, Cangshan Wolf King himself slowly turned into a ray of light, which slowly began to dissipate.

Feng Yixiu clapped his hands with a relaxed face, looked at Maoyou who was still fighting the blood mage, and said with a smile, "Maoyou, do you need my help?"

The cat chuckled again, and said lightly, "No need, just be a high-level demon envoy."

It's over, you don't need to act yet."

Feng Yixiu touched his nose boredly, and watched the battle between them. It can be said that it was really a fight between gods and gods.

The strength and precision of the shot were just right, not a single ounce of spiritual power was wasted where it shouldn't be wasted.

The black-clothed blood psychic looked at Patriarch Pang, who had passed out, and said viciously, "The mere high-level demon envoy is really arrogant. I want to see how you break my blood demon armor."

Immediately, the whole body of the blood mage was wrapped in a thicker layer of blood-colored armor, and there were clear blood patterns on the armor, obviously much more powerful than the blood demon avatar used by the intermediate demon envoy

The cat smiled again, looked at the blood magus in front of him, and continued to attack the blood magus' heart in a tepid manner.

The black black blade imprint on the blood magus's chest began to become more and more clear and huge.

"Snapped"

Just a light blow made the blood mage retreat more than ten steps in a row, and an obvious crack appeared in the blood demon armor on his chest.

The black-clothed blood mage looked at Maoyou in surprise, a little unbelievable.

Just now, Maoyou's strength was like scratching an itch, but now it shattered the Gorefiend's armor with one blow.

"Old Dog Pang, I'm behind you." Feng Yixiu suddenly patted the Patriarch of the Pang family on the back.

The Patriarch of the Pang family suddenly turned his head, took out his dagger and prepared to cut Feng Yixiu's throat.

However, in Feng Yixiu's eyes, his speed is really like a turtle's speed, and his mental power has surpassed the second-order limit.

The crazy attacks of more than a hundred bouncy balls couldn't hurt him at all, let alone Patriarch Pang's turtle speed attack.

Feng Yixiu dodged the opponent's sneak attack very easily, grabbed his right arm suddenly, and was about to launch a melee attack.

"Damn Cangshan Wolf King, come and help me!" Patriarch Pang wanted to use a silver-level monster card with his remaining hand.

"click"

But Feng Yixiu was faster than him, and before the monster card flew into his hand, he used a grabbing hand and directly broke his entire arm.

"ah"

At this moment Patriarch Pang's entire left arm has been completely dislocated, hanging on his shoulder feebly.

Feng Yixiu's flexibility seemed to grow on the opponent's body, no matter how Patriarch Pang struggled to break free, he couldn't get rid of Feng Yixiu's jujitsu entanglement at all.

"Thunder Eight-Duan Fall"

Feng Yixiu hugged Patriarch Pang's waist directly from behind, and then came directly with a powerful waist bow.

"boom"

Patriarch Pang's fat face was directly printed on the icy ground, and he fell in a mess.

But before he came back to his senses, Feng Yixiu's body was like a hot wheel, and he began to use the waist bow continuously.

The strong inertia made Feng Yixiu's strength stronger and stronger, and every time Patriarch Pang's face was imprinted fiercely on the ground.

From a distance, this pose looks like a thunderbolt, and its power is terrifying.

"Let's go" Feng Yixiu directly threw Patriarch Pang out with his waist bow for the last time, and the huge force directly blasted him into the steel wall.

Due to the master's fainting, Cangshan Wolf King himself slowly turned into a ray of light, which slowly began to dissipate.

Feng Yixiu clapped his hands with a relaxed face, looked at Maoyou who was still fighting the blood mage, and said with a smile, "Maoyou, do you need my help?"

The cat chuckled again, and said lightly, "No, it's just a high-level angel, and you don't need to do anything yet."

Feng Yixiu touched his nose boredly, and watched the battle between them. It can be said that it was really a fight between gods and gods.

The strength and precision of the shot were just right, not a single ounce of spiritual power was wasted where it shouldn't be wasted.

The black-clothed blood psychic looked at Patriarch Pang, who had passed out, and said viciously, "The mere high-level demon envoy is really arrogant. I want to see how you break my blood demon armor."

Immediately, the whole body of the blood mage was wrapped in a thicker layer of blood-colored armor, and there were clear blood patterns on the armor, obviously much more powerful than the blood demon avatar used by the intermediate demon envoy

The cat smiled again, looked at the blood magus in front of him, and continued to attack the blood magus' heart in a tepid manner.

The black black blade imprint on the blood magus's chest began to become more and more clear and huge.

"Snapped"

Just a light blow made the blood mage retreat more than ten steps in a row, and an obvious crack appeared in the blood demon armor on his chest.

The black-clothed blood mage looked at Maoyou in surprise, a little unbelievable.

Just now, Maoyou's strength was like scratching an itch, but now it shattered the Gorefiend's armor with one blow.

"Old Dog Pang, I'm behind you." Feng Yixiu suddenly patted the Patriarch of the Pang family on the back.

The Patriarch of the Pang family suddenly turned his head, took out his dagger and prepared to cut Feng Yixiu's throat.

However, in Feng Yixiu's eyes, his speed is really like a turtle's speed, and his mental power has surpassed the second-order limit.

The crazy attacks of more than a hundred bouncy balls couldn't hurt him at all, let alone Patriarch Pang's turtle speed attack.

Feng Yixiu dodged the opponent's sneak attack very easily, grabbed his right arm suddenly, and was about to launch a melee attack.

"Damn Cangshan Wolf King, come and help me!" Patriarch Pang wanted to use a silver-level monster card with his remaining hand.

"Ka

crack"

But Feng Yixiu was faster than him, and before the monster card flew into his hand, he used a grabbing hand and directly broke his entire arm.

"ah"

At this moment Patriarch Pang's entire left arm has been completely dislocated, hanging on his shoulder feebly.

Feng Yixiu's flexibility seemed to grow on the opponent's body, no matter how Patriarch Pang struggled to break free, he couldn't get rid of Feng Yixiu's jujitsu entanglement at all.

"Thunder Eight-Duan Fall"

Feng Yixiu hugged Patriarch Pang's waist directly from behind, and then came directly with a powerful waist bow.

"boom"

Patriarch Pang's fat face was directly printed on the icy ground, and he fell in a mess.

But before he came back to his senses, Feng Yixiu's body was like a hot wheel, and he began to use the waist bow continuously.

The strong inertia made Feng Yixiu's strength stronger and stronger, every time Patriarch Pang's face was imprinted fiercely on the ground.

From a distance, this pose looks like a thunderbolt, and its power is terrifying.

"Let's go" Feng Yixiu directly threw Patriarch Pang out with his waist bow for the last time, and the huge force directly blasted him into the steel wall.

Due to the master's fainting, Cangshan Wolf King himself slowly turned into a ray of light, which slowly began to dissipate.

Feng Yixiu clapped his hands with a relaxed face, looked at Maoyou who was still fighting the blood mage, and said with a smile, "Maoyou, do you need my help?"

The cat chuckled again, and said lightly, "No, it's just a high-level angel, and you don't need to do anything yet."

Feng Yixiu touched his nose boredly, and watched the battle between them. It can be said that it was really a fight between gods and gods.

The strength and precision of the shot were just right, not a single ounce of spiritual power was wasted where it shouldn't be wasted.

The black-clothed blood psychic looked at Patriarch Pang, who had passed out, and said viciously, "The mere high-level demon envoy is really arrogant. I want to see how you break my blood demon armor."

Immediately, the whole body of the blood mage was wrapped in a thicker layer of blood-colored armor, and there were clear blood patterns on the armor, obviously much more powerful than the blood demon avatar used by the intermediate demon envoy

The cat smiled again, looked at the blood magus in front of him, and continued to attack the blood magus' heart in a tepid way.

The black black blade imprint on the blood magus's chest began to become more and more clear and huge.

"Snapped"

Just a light blow made the blood mage retreat more than ten steps in a row, and an obvious crack appeared in the blood demon armor on his chest.

The black-clothed blood mage looked at Maoyou in surprise, a little unbelievable.

Just now, Maoyou's strength was like scratching an itch, but now it shattered the Gorefiend's armor with one blow.

"Old Dog Pang, I'm behind you." Feng Yixiu suddenly patted the Patriarch of the Pang family on the back.

The Patriarch of the Pang family suddenly turned his head, took out his dagger and prepared to cut Feng Yixiu's throat.

However, in Feng Yixiu's eyes, his speed is really like a turtle's speed, and his mental power has surpassed the second-order limit.

The crazy attacks of more than a hundred bouncy balls couldn't hurt him at all, let alone Patriarch Pang's turtle speed attack.

Feng Yixiu dodged the opponent's sneak attack very easily, grabbed his right arm suddenly, and was about to launch a melee attack.

"Damn Cangshan Wolf King, come and help me!" Patriarch Pang wanted to use a silver-level monster card with his remaining hand.

"click"

But Feng Yixiu was faster than him, and before the monster card flew into his hand, he used a grabbing hand and directly broke his entire arm.

"ah"

At this moment Patriarch Pang's entire left arm has been completely dislocated, hanging on his shoulder feebly.

Feng Yixiu's flexibility seemed to grow on the opponent's body, no matter how Patriarch Pang struggled to break free, he couldn't get rid of Feng Yixiu's jujitsu entanglement at all.

"Thunder Eight-Duan Fall"

Feng Yixiu hugged Patriarch Pang's waist directly from behind, and then came directly with a powerful waist bow.

"boom"

Patriarch Pang's fat face was directly printed on the icy ground, and he fell in a mess.

But before he came back to his senses, Feng Yixiu's body was like a hot wheel, and he began to use the waist bow continuously.

The strong inertia made Feng Yixiu's strength stronger and stronger, every time Patriarch Pang's face was imprinted fiercely on the ground.

From a distance, this pose looks like a thunderbolt, and its power is terrifying.

"Let's go" Feng Yixiu directly threw Patriarch Pang out with his waist bow for the last time, and the huge force directly blasted him into the steel wall.

Due to the master's fainting, Cangshan Wolf King himself slowly turned into a ray of light, which slowly began to dissipate.

Feng Yixiu clapped his hands with a relaxed face, looked at Maoyou who was still fighting the blood mage, and said with a smile, "Maoyou, do you need my help?"

The cat chuckled again, and said lightly, "No, it's just a high-level angel, and you don't need to do anything yet."

Feng Yixiu touched his nose boredly, and watched the battle between them. It can be said that it was really a fight between gods and gods.

The strength and precision of the shot were just right, not a single ounce of spiritual power was wasted where it shouldn't be wasted.

The black-clothed blood psychic looked at Patriarch Pang, who had passed out, and said viciously, "The mere high-level demon envoy is really arrogant.

I want to see how you break my gorefiend armor."

Immediately, the whole body of the blood mage was wrapped in a thicker layer of blood-colored armor, and there were clear blood patterns on the armor, obviously much more powerful than the blood demon avatar used by the intermediate demon envoy

The cat smiled again, looked at the blood magus in front of him, and continued to attack the blood magus' heart in a tepid way.

The black black blade imprint on the blood magus's chest began to become more and more clear and huge.

"Snapped"

Just a light blow made the blood mage retreat more than ten steps in a row, and an obvious crack appeared in the blood demon armor on his chest.

The black-clothed blood mage looked at Maoyou in surprise, a little unbelievable.

Just now, Maoyou's strength was like scratching an itch, but now it shattered the Gorefiend's armor with one blow.

"Old Dog Pang, I'm behind you." Feng Yixiu suddenly patted the Patriarch of the Pang family on the back.

The Patriarch of the Pang family suddenly turned his head, took out his dagger and prepared to cut Feng Yixiu's throat.

However, in Feng Yixiu's eyes, his speed is really like a turtle's speed, and his mental power has surpassed the second-order limit.

The crazy attacks of more than a hundred bouncy balls couldn't hurt him at all, let alone Patriarch Pang's turtle speed attack.

Feng Yixiu dodged the opponent's sneak attack very easily, grabbed his right arm suddenly, and was about to launch a melee attack.

"Damn Cangshan Wolf King, come and help me!" Patriarch Pang wanted to use a silver-level monster card with his remaining hand.

"click"

But Feng Yixiu was faster than him, and before the monster card flew into his hand, he used a grabbing hand and directly broke his entire arm.

"ah"

At this moment Patriarch Pang's entire left arm has been completely dislocated, hanging on his shoulder feebly.

Feng Yixiu's flexibility seemed to grow on the opponent's body, no matter how Patriarch Pang struggled to break free, he couldn't get rid of Feng Yixiu's jujitsu entanglement at all.

"Thunder Eight-Duan Fall"

Feng Yixiu hugged Patriarch Pang's waist directly from behind, and then came directly with a powerful waist bow.

"boom"

Patriarch Pang's fat face was directly printed on the icy ground, and he fell in a mess.

But before he came back to his senses, Feng Yixiu's body was like a hot wheel, and he began to use the waist bow continuously.

The strong inertia made Feng Yixiu's strength stronger and stronger, every time Patriarch Pang's face was imprinted fiercely on the ground.

From a distance, this pose looks like a thunderbolt, and its power is terrifying.

"Let's go" Feng Yixiu directly threw Patriarch Pang out with his waist bow for the last time, and the huge force directly blasted him into the steel wall.

Due to the master's fainting, Cangshan Wolf King himself slowly turned into a ray of light, which slowly began to dissipate.

Feng Yixiu clapped his hands with a relaxed face, looked at Maoyou who was still fighting the blood mage, and said with a smile, "Maoyou, do you need my help?"

The cat chuckled again, and said lightly, "No, it's just a high-level angel, and you don't need to do anything yet."

Feng Yixiu touched his nose boredly, and watched the battle between them. It can be said that it was really a fight between gods and gods.

The strength and precision of the shot were just right, not a single ounce of spiritual power was wasted where it shouldn't be wasted.

The black-clothed blood psychic looked at Patriarch Pang, who had passed out, and said viciously, "The mere high-level demon envoy is really arrogant. I want to see how you break my blood demon armor."

Immediately, the whole body of the blood mage was wrapped in a thicker layer of blood-colored armor, and there were clear blood patterns on the armor, obviously much more powerful than the blood demon avatar used by the intermediate demon envoy

The cat smiled again, looked at the blood magus in front of him, and continued to attack the blood magus' heart in a tepid manner.

The black black blade imprint on the blood magus's chest began to become more and more clear and huge.

"Snapped"

Just a light blow made the blood mage retreat more than ten steps in a row, and an obvious crack appeared in the blood demon armor on his chest.

The black-clothed blood mage looked at Maoyou in surprise, a little unbelievable.

Just now, Maoyou's strength was like scratching an itch, but now it shattered the Gorefiend's armor with one blow.