Tang Hao said, "Yue Tianyu, have you given up? As a casual practitioner, I'm proud that I can use such magic weapons to catch you."

Being in the golden net, Song Fei found that this treasure is worthy of the magic weapon of the golden way. Its tenacity is far higher than the Hongling in Yan Qingling's hand. He can't even destroy his immortal killing style. It seems that he can't get rid of it by strength.

Tang Hao stood proudly in the arena and said with a smile, "it's not strength that makes me use my magic weapon against you. It shows that I value your strength and regard you as an equal expert. You are also proud. Unfortunately, you are a physical practitioner and will never realize the mystery of Dharma. You are destined to be my opponent."

Tang Hao's words, put on other physical practitioners, are indeed very reasonable.

There were several sighs in the sky. I didn't know whether to sigh that other people couldn't join the war or the defeat of Song Fei.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" several figures appeared in the sky, but Jiang Ling came with Yan Wenwen and others. After seeing Song Fei captured, these people really couldn't help running to the fighting field. They couldn't wait for Tang Hao to capture song feisheng back. They couldn't wait to see Song Fei's expression of despair and depression.

Unfortunately, even if they arrived at the arena, Song Fei's expression was as calm as ever.

The more calm Song Fei's expression is, the more unhappy Yan Wenwen and others are. Seeing that Song Fei can't break free, his face is still indifferent. Yan Wenwen and others can't help scolding: "Yue Tianyu, kneel down and beg for surrender quickly. Maybe we'll be in a good mood and open up, so that you won't suffer a little torture."

Jiang Ling said faintly, "Wenwen, don't you have to say that this person's bones are not very hard? We'll break his bones one by one later to see if he is still as calm as he is now."

Yan Wenwen ruthlessly nodded and said, "Lingling, you're right. Look at his hardness now, but we have plenty of means to deal with him. First, we peel off his skin slowly, then cut off his meridians one by one with a knife, then break the bones, soak his remaining body in hot water, and then burn his soul slowly with dark fire."

The golden net was shrinking and tightening. Song Fei struggled a few times, but he still didn't break free.

Tang Hao said faintly, "don't struggle. You can't get rid of it by relying on brute force. I'll give you to Miss Jiang Ling later. I hope you can take care of yourself."

Song Fei looked at Tang Hao and said with a sneer, "have you so-called proud sons of heaven always been so confident? In a word, you are so lofty and despise any other immortal. If you don't have the support of great forces behind you, my flesh is enough to kill you, or if you don't have the power behind you, even if you have practiced for tens of thousands of years more than me, I can easily kill you."

Tang Hao said, "there is nothing wrong with predecessors planting trees and posterity enjoying the cool. There is nothing wrong with former people seeking blessings for their children and posterity inheriting the blessings of their predecessors. Our rosefinch family has been superior since ancient times, which you can never compare with."

Yan Wenwen shouted, "senior brother Tang Hao, beat him half to death quickly, and then give it to me."

Tang Hao said, "since fairy Wen spoke, Tang Hao did it."

A fairy sword spits out from Tang Hao's mouth and stabs Song Fei's throat in an attempt to destroy Song Fei's Fairy body.

"Bang!" there were sparks on Song Fei's throat. A celestial weapon could not pierce Song Fei's defense with the blessing of Tang Hao's power.

Tang Hao said, "just, just, take it back and burn it with Sanwei real fire. Even if you are not bad, you will turn into dust under Sanwei real fire."

When Tang Hao spoke, he looked like he had a winning ticket. Although he spoke with consistent elegance, this was just his consistent way of speaking, but his eyes were full of disregard. He was afraid that Song Fei was not an opponent of the same level in his eyes.

Yan Wenwen descended from the challenge arena and said, "senior brother Tang Hao, can I slap him in the face?"

Tang Hao said, "unless he can break away from my golden net, fairy Wen can do it."

Yan Wenwen said with a grim smile, "if you want to break away from senior brother Tang Hao's golden net, Yue Tianyu can't do it in his next life. Oh, no, he has no next life."

While talking, Yan Wenwen approached step by step. When she looked at Song Fei, her eyes were happy, as if she wanted to take a bite next. Yan Wenwen's whole body trembled slightly because of excitement.

"Yue Tianyu, are you afraid? Regret? Hum, don't you beg for mercy?" Yan Wenwen walked very slowly and said as she walked.

Song Fei didn't speak, but looked at her calmly.

Yan Wenwen continued to say ferociously, "hehe, does not talking mean begging for mercy? No, it's not enough. I'll feel better if I kneel in front of me."

Song Fei drank coldly, "childish!"

"What are you talking about?" Yan Wenwen angrily punched out from a distance and blew it on Song Fei's face.

Song Fei said coldly, "you'll return it later."

"Fight back!" Yan Wenwen raised her hand and fanned Song Fei's face from a distance.

As soon as she raised her hand, Yan Wenwen looked at Song Fei in surprise.

Song Fei's body suddenly burst into purple flames, and a hot heat wave suddenly came from the pavement. Even if Yan Wenwen is the body of Phoenix and the top flame beast, she has a feeling of suffocation in the face of this heat wave.

Tang Hao's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but say in a deep voice, "purple flame is so terrible. This is the sun. It's really fire. Fairy Wen, go back."

In the sky, long Xinhang suddenly rushed towards Yan Wenwen and shouted, "Wenmei, get back."

Song Fei sneered, "retreat? I'm afraid it's too late. Don't you know Huoke Jin?"

There is no absolute between heaven and earth. The golden net can conquer physical cultivation, but it does not mean that the golden net is invincible. When meeting a powerful monk of the way of fire, his role is not as good as a fairy sword.

The golden net darkened rapidly under the burning of Song Fei's purple flame.

Tang Hao's mana should not be input into the golden net like a capital. At the same time, the fairy sword in his hand shot from his side and stabbed Song Fei on the other side of the challenge arena.

With a sneer on his face, Song Fei didn't even look at the stabbed fairy sword, and put all his energy into cracking the golden net.

If the attribute is conquered, he will only lose under the same mana. What's more, although Song Fei's is only the first level of Tianxian, even the third level of Tianxian and the lion dragon who has practiced the ultimate skill can't surpass Song Fei in mana, which is enough to show that he is not weaker than Tang Hao in mana cultivation.

Yan Wenwen was stunned in situ. She looked at everything in front of her. After several failures, she finally regained a trace of confidence. She didn't think that the things in front of her exceeded her expectations.

After reacting at the next moment, Yan Wenwen immediately turned and ran.