Xiao Yang suddenly became alert. This guy was able to call the wind and rain? But it was only within the small area on the stage!

This guy should be a warlock undoubtedly!

Xiao Yang's heart was convinced that he had previously found some books about sorcerers in the dark room of Zhang Susu in Mingyue Tower, which recorded the abilities of some sorcerers from ancient and modern times.

At this moment, Xiao Yang suddenly realized in his heart. No wonder he felt such a strange feeling as soon as he stepped on this platform. It turned out that the platform had long become a formation arranged by Ye Hesong, and he was waiting for him to enter the formation!

However, this was the first time he had fought with a warlock like a warlock since he came into contact with the mysterious world of martial arts. He was not sure.

Ye Hesong raised his head and laughed, his face twisted, extremely ferocious, "Haha, in my formation, I am the king! I am the master of this inch!"

A little sweat broke out on Xiao Yang's forehead, and no one could panic under such circumstances.

"Xiao Yang, die!"

Ye Hesong shouted loudly, and his finger pointed at the dark clouds above his head, then fell downwards, pointing directly to Xiao Yang's face.

Boom-

A white flash slashed from the dark clouds, accompanied by a thunder sound, and slashed straight towards Xiao Yang.

Damn! Is this guy going to kill himself? I'm not a scumbag, I've never made a poisonous oath!

Xiao Yang was shocked and saw that the situation was not good, so he jumped to dodge.

A lightning strikes the ground of the platform, and the earth trembles, revealing a deep pit.

Xiao Yang turned around and saw the bottomless pit, and quickly patted his chest. He really couldn't imagine what this lightning would look like if this lightning struck him.

The onlookers from the audience couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw the scene in front of them, and they burst into cold sweat.

"You guys hide quickly! But now it depends on where you hide!"

Ye Hesong said angrily, pointing his hand at the dark cloud above his head again, silently chanting the spell.

Electric lights in the dark clouds intertwined, and hurricanes were rippling everywhere.

The tornado suddenly changed direction and blew towards where Xiao Yang was. At the same time, three lightning bolts slashed towards Xiao Yang at the same time.

Damn! This guy is going to kill himself!

Xiao Yang's heart tightened, and he noticed Ye Hesong's clues. Since the guy Ye Hesong started to roll up hurricanes and pile up dark clouds, he has been standing there, motionless, like a stone sculpture.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yang's heart moved.

He leaned over and rushed out in an instant, mobilizing the spiritual power in the source of spiritual power in his body, and cages a thick barrier of air waves around him, jumps into the hurricane.

Three lightning bolts fell, knocking half of the platform into a deep pit, and Xiao Yang's figure merged with the hurricane and disappeared.

Zhang Susu, Hong Yu and others in the audience couldn't help but sweat for Xiao Yang. Only Kong Xuehe had his hands in his pockets, and a smile seemed to have seen through everything. He was not nervous about Xiao Yang at all.

Ye Hesong saw the scene in front of him, his face was full of suspicion.
Chapter completed!