Fighting the Supreme Realm

Wu She, who was charging, was unexpected. His momentum suddenly stalled, his momentum weakened and then exhausted, and his mind went blank.

Just when Wu She's momentum weakened, Xiao Zhan's golden Roaring Tiger and Nan Erming's green python rushed into the crowd, causing a wave of people to fall on their backs. .

With broken walls, rubble on the ground, and smoke billowing in the sky, Wu She, a man and horse, suddenly fell to the ground. The men and horses in the early five-star stage were unable to compete with Xiao Yan and others once they got close.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wu She, a man and a horse, made a sharp turn, widened the distance, increased speed instantly, and scattered in all directions, making it impossible for Xiao Yan and others to follow.

While moving at a high speed, the centaur, horse, and witches fired their spears and bent their bows, and the arrows brought up whistling shadows, once again slowing down the approaching approach of Ziying and others, adding to the legendary evaluation of them, "There is no need to stop and turn around the mount on your crotch. She is both a mount and a rider!”

After the battle just now, the men and horses Wu She regrouped their formation, changed their tactics, and used their speed advantage to shoot a fatal arrow and immediately move further away, running vertically and horizontally from time to time, taking the opportunity to shoot at a more lethal position. Thousands of arrows flew and filled the air, causing everyone in the Xiao Zhan shield to have a headache for a while.

"What should I do?" Ziying asked. The men and horses Wu She were scattered in all directions, looking at each other. She and Le Shaolong were helpless.

"Damn it, this man Wu She is too cunning. If he doesn't confront us head on, there's no way he can catch up with us." Xiao Zhan and Feng Feng were also helpless.

Xiao Zhan and others were not good at speed, but Zi Ying and Le Shaolong were harassed by random arrows and were unable to swing their poles. Everyone was at a loss what to do.

"Isn't Mr. Xiao's soul fighting skill just now very effective?" Le Shaolong said. Although Xiao Yan's strength is the lowest, his soul power is quite powerful. The soul fighting skills just made these people's witchcraft and shooting movements stagnant.

"The level of these people and horses Wu She is too high for me. My fighting skills can only contain them for a moment at most, and I can't hurt them at all." Xiao Yan smiled bitterly.

"That's enough. As long as it acts as a containment and buys us even a little time, Ziying and I can catch up with them."

Le Shaolong and Ziying's eyes lit up and they made suggestions at the same time.

Xiao Yan nodded, and the Blood Spirit Skill was activated again. The power of the soul was poured out, and the underworld's wrath was used repeatedly. The sound waves rippled continuously, and a faint halo of light circulated between the ancient ruins. The broken walls and ruins looked increasingly desolate and desolate.

Covered by the power of the soul, the men and horses Wu She had no clue and fell into stagnation. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for Ziying and Le Shaolong.

The two of them seemed to have a divine light streaking through the void, their blades shining brightly and blood splattering everywhere they passed, like the God of Death harvesting life. The man and horse Wu She fell to the ground in a blink of an eye.

"I didn't expect that the Wushu Soul Fighting Skill would be so effective against these people. If it hadn't been for Young Master Xiao, we really wouldn't have been able to defeat them this time." Nan Erming and Feng Feng, who were guarding Young Master Xiao, sighed together.

Seeing such results, Xiao Yan's suppressed heart slowly relaxed. Since entering the fantasy world, the feeling of being protected has made Xiao Yan feel very heavy. Now that he can finally play a role in the team, Xiao Yan is very happy, although the continuous use of soul fighting skills makes him stronger than the souls in the late emperor realm. The strength was quite strenuous, and his brain felt dizzy due to the overdraft, but he gritted his teeth and persisted. Although his face was pale, there was a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Young Master Xiao, can you persist?" Xiao Zhan asked anxiously when he saw Xiao Yan's expression was wrong.

"Why don't you take a rest first? There aren't many people left, so there won't be any danger if someone slips through the net." Feng Feng also spoke up.

Xiao Yan shook his head, bit his lip, and continued to run the Blood Spirit Art, cooperating with Huang Quan Tian Wrath, letting Zi Ying and Le Shaolong harvest the last remnants.

The crisis in the illusion is constant, and no one knows what will happen in the next moment. It is not wise to let the tiger return to the mountain. Xiao Yan knows this very well. Fortunately, with the assistance of Blood Spirit Art, the duration and power of Huangquan Tianwu have been increased. Xiao Yan Yan Dao is not unable to support it.

Everything was a foregone conclusion. Wu She, a man and horse, ran away with fear on his face, but he could not change the fate of being killed. As a five-star early-stage Warcraft, Centaur Wu She never dreamed that the key to their final annihilation was a young man in the early three-star stage. He glanced reluctantly at the direction of Xiao Yan for the last time. The few remaining Centaur Wu She She covered her throat, and her body fell weakly to the ground. The dust on the ground covered up the former vitality. The ground was soaked with blood, but her soul had long since ended.

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