The Eight Magical Techniques Integrate into the Spells and Return to Battle

The Heavenly Rebellion was shot out by the curse spirit, and Fuhei Shier's face was ugly, and he looked at the black hole on Xia Youjie's fingertips slowly shrinking and disappearing.

Xia Youjie clenched his right hand into a fist, withdrew it to his chest, and looked at Fuheishier coldly.

Han Han looked at his uncomfortable look, the corners of his mouth raised, and sneered: "Now it is our two 'strongest' group beating you." As

soon as the words fell, Xia Youjie waved his right hand, launched the technique, and several black holes appeared in front of him, and several spell spirits shot out, sliding in an arc, bypassing Han Han, and directly hitting Fuheihir.

Seeing this, Fuhei Shier held You Yunding to open Han Han's sword blade, and then quickly retreated, swinging You Yun in his hand to kill the oncoming spell spirits, and eliminated them one by one.

Han Han took advantage of the gap and came behind Fuheihir, and the sword blade in his hand slashed down fiercely.

Fuheishir sensed that Han Han had appeared behind him, and suddenly turned around, although he had no time to face Han Han head-on, but the Wanli lock around his waist could, and with the swing of his waist, the Wanli Lock was drawn behind him.

With a burst of breaking sound, it resisted Han Han's sword blade.

Han Han naturally would not give up this rare opportunity easily, dissipated the condensed flame of his fingertips, clenched his fists and smashed towards Fuhei.

The short stick blocked the way of the fist, and Fuhei Shier held a section in each hand, one in front and one behind, because the response was too hasty, it was still a little reluctant to catch Han Han's fist with one hand, and his figure couldn't help but take two steps back.

"You dare to turn your back to me with one hand? Han Han raised his eyebrows, speeding up the frequency of his attacks, not seeking quality, only seeking to be able to land his fist on Fuheihir.

And Xia Youjie, who was far away, also saw Han Han's intentions, increased the output of spell power, and more spell spirits shot towards FuheiShier.

Fuheishir also knew Han Han's plans at this time, but he should be overwhelmed now, he could only insist, as the You Yun in his hand continued to accelerate and wave, airtight, and his body was constantly changing, as if Fuheishir was shrouded in a protective cover.

The spell spirit in front will be shattered when touched, but it is inevitable that there will be fish that slip through the net, and Han Han in the back also fell a few punches on him.

Han Han knew that this was Fuhei Shier's intention, through his hearing, to judge the sound of the fist cutting through the air, resisting the heavy fist, and the relatively light falling on him, it was innocuous.

It's just that Han Han also knows that he can't hold out for long, so the physical consumption of Fuheishir is extremely high, and as time goes by, Fuheishir will only slow down, and then he can only wait for death.

The ground under Fuhei's feet continued to sink, and his face was livid, "It's hateful, it's not a way to go on like this."

"That's all there is to it. Fuheishir gritted his teeth.

Fuheishier's feet suddenly stumbled, and there was a flaw, and Han Han's eyes froze and accurately captured.

A punch that directly hit You Yun with heavy force struck away, and at the same time, Fuhei Shier swung You Yun in his hand, generating a wave of qi to solve the curse spirit in front of him.

Then he turned around and happened to meet Han Han's gaze, "You're late." Several

punches slammed into Fuhei, and he could only respond in a hurry, and You Yun and his fists kept colliding, making a metallic sonorous sound.

Han Han's several heavy punches still fell on Fuheihir, and he snorted.

The curse spirit had also reached Fuheihir, and Han Han also charged a punch and hit Fuheihir.

Fuheishir flew directly to the side, I don't know how many foundations were broken, and in an instant the building collapsed, dust and smoke filled up, and finally stopped.