Fang Yang was very clear about the path that the White Feather Eagle was going to take. It was impossible for the White Feather Eagle to be as smooth as him or the Little Frost Horse.

He, Fang Yang, was born in the Golden Family. Even if the Fang family lineage had declined in the Changkong Family, the power of the tiger was still there.

It can be said that even without the involvement of the Sen family lineage, Fang Yang could have entered the fifth level, it was just a matter of time and the speed of cultivation.

The same is true for the Little Frost Horse. The Little Frost Horse, which has a strong bloodline power, is also a "family child" among the fierce beasts.

But the White Feather Eagle is different.

Although the White Feather Eagle is not as miserable as ordinary beasts in absorbing vitality, if the White Feather Eagle wants to follow Fang Yang and continue to accompany Fang Yang, then the White Feather Eagle will have to make a thousand times more efforts.

Because the limit of the White Feather Eagle race is there.

But the White Feather Eagle cannot return to its ancestral bloodline and cannot become a Fire Eagle.

Because of the connection between [Qiyun Huawu] and the White Feather Eagle tribe, the White Feather Eagle has walked a path similar to the ancestral sacrifice spirit.

Therefore, if the White Feather Eagle wants to grow and break through the realm, it must fight all the way up!

It must rise in blood and fire, and repeatedly hone itself between life and death.

This is a pet that is truly born for battle!

This time, coming to the Guanhe Festival, obtaining the fourth-level opportunity is one reason, to let the White Feather Eagle fight with other powerful pets, and then cultivate the White Feather Eagle's unparalleled spirit.

It is best to let the White Feather Eagle completely cultivate the king's spirit that suppresses its peers, so that it can break through the bloodline restrictions and become the King of Beasts.

The King of Beasts at the third level!

"Eagle cry? Snake cry?" In the distance, Le Shiyu and others suddenly looked up.

As if they thought of something, one after another practitioners came to the river area where the White Feather Eagle and the Blue Water Snake were fighting.

And when they approached, they really saw Fang Yang and Dongfang Zenglong standing on each side and about to fight.

In just a moment, everyone got excited and wanted to see the show.

"Dongfang Zenglong is a poison practitioner, making countless people hate him. His pet, the blue water snake, is full of poison and can be called a poisonous creature!"

"Yes, even if Fang Yang's white-feathered eagle wins, I'm afraid it won't be good..."

Voices arose.

Le Shiyu looked at Fang Yang's cold figure and couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

She didn't like Fang Yang, so she broke off her friendship with Qing Mang.

Part of the reason why she broke off her friendship with Qing Mang was because she couldn't stand Qing Mang's immaturity.

Especially after Qing Mang was compared with Fang Yang, it was even more difficult for her to look directly at Qing Mang.

"Boom--"

Accompanied by the sound of breaking wind and waves, the eagle group and the snake group officially clashed.

The white-feathered eagle moved.

The wings fluttered, the flames were entangled, like two fire knives, and the majestic murderous aura rushed to the face.

The leader, the blue water snake, froze in the moment of eye contact.

Evil spirit!

This is the terrifying vitality that can only be accumulated by killing hundreds of creatures with one's own hands.

"Get up!" Dongfang Zenglong noticed the gap between the two leaders and felt a chill on his back.

He quickly summoned his own spirit shadow and blessed the leader blue water snake.

In this way, the leader blue water snake barely got rid of the suppression of the white-feathered eagle's qi.

But at this time, the white-feathered eagle had already used its body.

Its body was frosty white, revealing small but numb scars.

At this moment, it used its killing moves that it had honed in bloody battles.

A pair of flame winged knives, with the momentum of burning everything, were determined to cut the leader blue water snake in half.

At the critical moment, the leader blue water snake could only retreat instead of advancing, trying to force the white-feathered eagle to retreat with injuries in exchange for injuries.

But...

It was useless!

"Bang——"

The crisp sound shook and spread all around.

Like a knife cutting tofu, the flame wing knife directly penetrated the head of the leader blue water snake, and even the spirit phantom was forced to retreat.

A headless snake corpse floated to the surface of the water, and pools of purple poisonous blood spread in the river, but were consumed in an instant.

The White Feather Eagle continued to pounce on the other ten blue water snakes.

On the other side of the river bank, Dongfang Zenglong knelt on the ground, lost his soul, "How could this happen?"

One attack!

The blue water snake, which was trying its best, couldn't even take the attack of the White Feather Eagle, and couldn't even get the poisonous blood on the White Feather Eagle.

What's more terrifying is that Fang Yang hasn't used the Fire Eagle Phantom to bless the White Feather Eagle.

In a few breaths, the blue water snakes were completely killed, and the White Feather Eagle and its subordinates were almost unscathed.

Such a record was simply amazing to the onlookers such as Le Shiyu.

They knew that Fang Yang's White Feather Eagle would win, but they never expected that the White Feather Eagle would be so easy.

Seeing Fang Yang as the winner, he had almost taken all of Dongfang Zenglong's pot grass, and some onlookers were still unable to react.

"Winning, so easy?"

"That white-feathered eagle is too scary, it's like it walked out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses!"

"A pet must have a master, it seems that Fang Yang's temperament is not only indifferent, but also very cruel..."

Everyone was stunned.

And Le Shiyu's pair of autumn water eyes stared deeply at Fang Yang's figure, as if she wanted to remember Fang Yang firmly in her heart.

Too amazing.

Every time Fang Yang appeared, he would bring her a shocking scene.

Such a guy, while making Le Shiyu in awe, also inexplicably had a strange sense of excitement in her heart.

"Fang Yang, don't be complacent, Mo Ran won't let you go!" Dongfang Zenglong, with disheveled hair and a sick snake-like body, said unwillingly.

But Fang Yang ignored him and continued to walk forward to collect more pot grass.

Suddenly, Fang Yang stopped, turned slowly, and looked behind Dongfang Zenglong.

Dongfang Zenglong looked back along Fang Yang's line of sight, and a sick smile suddenly appeared on his face.

There, Li Yang, Cheng Ningjin and Luo Xiyue, the three young geniuses, were walking slowly.

The most clever thing was that they presented the posture of the Three Talents Formation, almost blocking Fang Yang's retreat!

Li Yang, the top eight of the Changkong clan's full army competition.

Cheng Ningjin, the top four of the Dongfang clan's full army competition.

Luo Xiyue, the top four of the Dongfang clan's full army competition.

These three people are undoubtedly the young geniuses who are well-known under the command of the current Senyue army.

Each of them is as strong as Dongfang Zenglong, and even better.

And the pets and slaves they cultivate are undoubtedly first-class and powerful, with extraordinary bloodline power.

If it is a fight between cultivators, then Le Shiyu and others will definitely bet on Fang Yang.

Even though in this level of pet area, everyone's power is limited to below the second level by the formation, they will still bet on Fang Yang to win.

But...

Can the White Feather Eagle come and go like Fang Yang and overwhelm his peers?

They expressed doubts.

"Fang Yang is in big trouble!"

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