Miss Eight Series Summoner

Sweeping down, he discovered that the strength level of this guard was not lower than Tier 5.

At the beginning, this fifth rank was a great master, and those elders back then were only rank six or seven.

Look now, the guards who are just guarding the gate are not lower than Tier 5. To what extent is the Fengjia now?

Standing with the wind in the sky, he secretly exclaimed.

Then he slowly descended towards the wind-constant courtyard.

Very quiet.

When the four figures landed from the sky, they found that the surroundings were very quiet.

Feng Heng was not in the yard, and there were no guards patrolling the surrounding area, but it could be felt that the Feng Family at this time was inexhaustible and could not be compared with before.

"Beauty, this is your home? Why is it so quiet?" Zuo Yufei glanced left and right, looking excited.

Compared to the demon world, everything in the human world is indeed colorful.

However, at this moment, it seemed to hear someone coming.

The wind flicked with her bare hands, and a fog of illusionist demon suddenly enveloped the four people, and the four figures and breath were immediately hidden.

"What the **** did you do? This also lost to Lao Tzu. Where did you put Lao Tzu's face? I tell you, in the next game, your group dare to lose to the stinky tiger. Don't Call me Master Lao Tzu, I have to let you try my fist."

A loud anger came more clearly as the few people walked.

I saw that Gang Xiong was full of discomfort, leading the three people behind him, striding into the yard with a stride.

The three young men behind him couldn't help but shrink their necks when they heard it, with a bitter expression on their faces.

"Master, master, this is really too treacherous. We only lost a little bit here. Don't worry, we will win the next game." One of the men said quickly and seriously. .

The other two nodded again and again.

As soon as Xiong heard this, he was satisfied; "Well, this is indeed my Xiong Fang's apprentice. Let's go and get everything from the old man. The old man is still waiting."

"It's the master!"

Soon, I saw Gang Xiong and his three "apprentices" entering Feng Heng's room and moving out a big box.

Then, he walked away quickly.

Looking at Fengxi hidden under the fog of the Magical Heart Demon, her brows were raised high.

Tiger side?

Xiong Fang?

apprentice?

It seems that when she is absent this time, many new things have appeared in this family.

Feng Xi was not in a hurry to show up, but was very curious about what game they were talking about.

Therefore, when Gangxiong and the others left, she also followed leisurely, and the three of Jin Jiaye would naturally go with her.

The training square of the former Fengjia.

Today, it has more than doubled.

At this time, the entire square was actually stained with people, or there were four to five hundred people, the only difference was the color bands on the arms.

Divided into two teams.

One green and one red.

On the side of Gang Xiong, there is a blue belt.

Needless to say, the zebra must have a red band.

And on that high platform, sitting Feng Heng, following the three elders of the Feng Family, and Xiaohu.

In the middle is an arena built of iron plates.

When the mercenaries waiting at the side saw the big box that the three people were carrying behind Gangxiong, the emotions of the crowd rose.