Who released the unicorn
Ye Lingyue was secretly startled.
She did not release the mangy unicorn.
Just now, Shui Feng also felt a powerful aura from the audience, locking on to him.
That breath was very scary.
He had the illusion of being stared at by a scourge.
Shui Feng only experienced this feeling once in the former Kunlun site.
It was the last time when she was targeted by the woman from the Buddhist sect.
Could it be that the woman also came to Cangshan City
Shui Feng was taken aback.
Impossible, that woman should be near the Queen's Palace at this moment.
I must be overthinking, but there is absolutely nothing wrong with the fear just now.
In the ears, there was an angry roar and an angry moan. The White Dragon King and the mangy unicorn had already started fighting.
The White Dragon King can call the wind and rain, and his strength is extraordinary.
As the ancient sacrificial spirit, the unicorn unicorn appeared with impressive momentum.
The two beasts are on the verge of firing.
Ye Lingyue and Shui Feng looked at each other, almost at the same time, both of them were moved.
The White Dragon King rushed into the sky, and the mangy unicorn was not to be outdone, but saw it kicking all four hooves and rushing to the sky.
The two had to listen to Tibetan Tiger's warning.
In order not to hurt the innocent and damage the Cangshan City, both of them chose to let the two beasts move the battlefield.
In the sky, the clouds rolled, and the figures of a dragon and a unicorn shuttled among the clouds.
"As expected of the first awakened ancient spirit, the strength is not bad."
Shui Feng looked at the figure of the skinny unicorn in the clouds.
The mangy unicorn is shaped like a mountain, and its momentum is astonishing.
Looking at that posture, it is obviously impossible for the White Dragon King to directly swallow the unicorn.
Around the ring that had already changed beyond recognition, all the onlookers woke up like a dream.
"It's the ancient spirit."
"There is an ancient spirit in Lingxiao City."
"No wonder Lingxiao City conquered two abandoned cities within a few days."
With many eyes, either curious or malicious, Qi Qi looked at the few people in Lingxiao City.
At this moment, Diyang Qingfeng and Diyang Qinglu also felt uneasy standing up.
"This is going to be troublesome. We don't know if we can leave Cangshan City safely."
Diyang Qinglu muttered.
"I can't control that much right now, let's avoid this catastrophe first."
Diyang Qingfeng was vigilant.
He kept staring at the flying dagger.
After the flying dagger flew out spontaneously, it hovered beside Ye Lingyue.
Shui Feng also noticed the sneaky flying dagger.
"It seems that the group arena is a contest between the two of us at the end, but, you plan to fight me with a broken dagger?"
Shui Feng glanced at the flying dagger.
He didn't see anything special about the flying dagger.
Just now, the White Dragon King slapped the flying dagger away with one tail.
On the flying dagger, there was a gap, which looked like it would break anytime.
The dagger of the craftsman dwarf tribe, no, right now it should be said to be Zitang's flying dagger.
Ye Lingyue was a little curious when she saw this flying dagger.
She raised her hand and grabbed the flying dagger.
The flying dagger was like a frightened fish, it stabbed suddenly towards Ye Lingyue's hand.
Ye Lingyue didn't pay attention, and was hit by the tail of the flying dagger, causing pain on the back of her hand, and there was a bloodstain.
Tsk.
Ye Lingyue spat.
This dagger is really weird.
Zitang was able to use a flying dagger, but he was rejected.
Thinking about it, that flying dagger didn't recognize himself.
Ye Lingyue snorted coldly, but saw her grab the backhand, ignoring the sharpness of the dagger, and grabbed the body of the flying dagger.
The dagger twisted and twisted in her hand, as if she was very dissatisfied with Ye Lingyue and wanted to escape.
"What's going on? Why is the dagger disobedient?"
After hearing this, Diyang Qingfeng broke into a cold sweat secretly for Ye Lingyue.
I thought that Zitang sent the dagger to help, but now it seems that it is clearly not helping.
You know, how could that guy be so kind.
He must be dissatisfied with Ye Lingyue's medicine that made him faint, and he was waiting for an opportunity to take revenge.
Diyang Qingfeng regretted it, but it was too late for him to step forward.
"Yang Fei'er, it seems that your dagger is still not working. Then I will show you my true strength."
Shui Feng looked at the situation in the sky and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while, and the sky gradually became bright.
In another hour, the Tibetan Mountain Moon Festival will be over.
He must get what he needs in this monthly episode.
Otherwise, after waiting another month, not only would he have to face the pursuit of the Buddhist sect, but at the same time, once the woman broke through the Queen's Palace, he would have no chance of winning.
Shui Feng knew that Ye Lingyue was pregnant with devil's algae, so she didn't dare to confront Ye Lingyue head-on.
Shui Feng's figure changed.
Suddenly, he disappeared.
"It's gone."
Ye Lingyue held the flying dagger with one hand, and looked around for Shui Feng's figure.
Not only the figure disappeared, but also Shui Feng's aura also disappeared.
Ye Lingyue became alert.
"It's getting foggy."
Under the arena, someone whispered.
Ye Lingyue looked up, and the milky white mist dispersed.
The mist was so cold that it had already surrounded the surrounding area.
Ye Lingyue's vision was blocked, and even the spectators under the ring could not see clearly.
"Concubine Yang, be careful, this is Shui Feng's Illusory Mist Killer. Only the sky..."
Chen Ri's anxious voice came.
But before Chen Ri finished speaking, his voice was covered by the fog.
This mist can not only block people's sight, but can even drown out people's voices.
Ye Lingyue's thoughts were also completely blocked.
Right now, Ye Lingyue seemed to be locked in a cage, surrounded by white mist.
Her feet moved slowly.
Suddenly, in the white mist, there was a strong wind blowing.
Ye Lingyue's figure flashed, and the strong wind brushed past her cheeks.
But it was an ice blade, and a few strands of hair were cut off.
Ye Lingyue's eyes deepened.
"Shui Feng, why hide your head and show your tail, show your figure if you have the ability."
After one blow, several attacks followed one after another.
Ye Lingyue was almost hit several times.
"Concubine Yang, if you can defeat my phantom mist kill, you will win this group arena match. If you lose, you will die in it today."
Beside her ears, there was Shui Feng's triumphant laughter.
"Shui Feng, why did you put me to death. The group arena match between you and me is just a matter of getting what we need."
Ye Lingyue looked back and forth, but she couldn't determine Shui Feng's position.
He seems to be nearby, but he doesn't seem to be here.
This phantom mist kill is very difficult to break.
"If I don't kill you, how can the ancient spirit be controlled by me. Don't waste your time. The phantom mist killing was a magical power of the god of Luoshui back then. Unless you are a master of destiny, you can't catch the flaws. Blame it I blame you for being unlucky, what I wanted was the ancient immortal weapon in Zitang's hands, but you have to find him yourself and send him to death."
Shui Feng sneered.
If it was Zitang who came up today, Shui Feng might not use this ultimate move, but Yang Fei'er came up to die by herself.
While speaking, the phantom fog became thicker.
Ye Lingyue couldn't even hear Shui Feng's voice clearly.