"bump!"

Liu Nian, who was entangled by the black literary energy, only felt a huge force coming from behind, which made him fly out directly. However, with his 39,000 combat power, he quickly slowed down his body. He was suppressed and his heart was already filled with anger. He raised the sword in his hand, cut through the air, turned around and slashed it diagonally.

In an instant, a half-moon-shaped sword aura that was five meters long raged towards the seven spiritual races floating in the air not far away, silent but extremely intimidating.

On the other hand, Shan Luo was still restrained by two black-skinned hell-level spirits. Even with his combat power of more than 50,000, he seemed a little overwhelmed and was suppressed to retreat step by step. However, he did not compromise. While defending, he was also looking for opportunities to attack.

"boom!"

The blood-colored literary spirit rose from the soles of his feet like a tornado, making his long hair stand up, and his eyes were filled with blood and red, like a red light bulb, making people shudder.

The two black-skinned spirits were also shocked by his terrifying literary energy and quickly retreated. Seeing this, they did not retreat but rushed towards them. In the blink of an eye, he came to the two black-skinned spirits, and their fists were bombarded from their waists like heavy artillery. The blood and energy were rotating from the center of the fists, full of energy, and even the air was torn apart, producing bursts of air explosions.

Bang! Bang!

Although the two black-skinned spirits predicted, their reactions could not keep up with the reaction speed of their brains and were directly hit by Yanluo's chest by Yanluo's fists. Yanluo's power was so great. More than 110,000 power values ​​shattered the armor on their chests. The powerful force made their bodies fly backwards without being controlled at all.

After finally gaining the upper hand, Shanluo did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it, but rushed towards the Red Maple who was watching the game not far away. The distance of his speed was only a blink of an eye.

"snort!"

I originally thought that two hell-level subordinates could solve the single defeat, but the result was not satisfactory. But since that's the case, then he will solve the half-demon with his own hands!

"Bang!"

A single whip leg fell from the sky, as fast as thunder, but Hongfeng raised his arms to block his head at a faster speed. The powerful wind blew the black and blue brocade clothes of Hongfeng fluttered and stirred up endlessly.

"I will make you realize that it will be a terrible price to accept us as servants!"

Shan Luo looked down at Hongfeng under him and sneered. As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly turned around without giving Hongfeng a chance to speak. His left fist, which was staying in the air, passed directly between his legs and smashed Hongfeng's face to the hall. The fist wind was sharp, making Hongfeng frown and bare.

As a general of the Spirit Clan, Hong Feng would not be so single-lost. His chest suddenly thrust, and an invisible force instantly bounced the single-lost out.

He flew nearly ten meters away before Shan Luo could barely stop his body. He touched his chest and calmed the surging blood inside. He looked at Hongfeng in horror and murmured: "This power is so weird!"

The invisible force just now not only swept him away, but also penetrated into his body, making him feel numb all over, and even the literary energy in his body was dissipating. How could he not be surprised?

"It seems that the master is in trouble. Although Hongfeng is only considered to be of medium level among the spirit generals, his strange words are really helpless." Qing Qi said as he looked at the fierce fighting in the sky. Upon hearing this, Ying Limeng and Jin Yuan looked at each other with a blank look on their faces. Obviously, they didn't understand Hongfeng.

"No words?" Jin Yuan asked with a frown, while Ying Limeng turned her eyes to Shanluo again. If Shanluo encounters life and death danger, she will take action immediately.

"The wordless literary energy of Hongfeng is invisible and colorless. Once it penetrates into the enemy's body, it will devour the literary energy in the enemy's body. As the battle time continues, the enemy will eventually be killed by him because of insufficient literary energy." Qing Qi said fearfully, but Ying Limeng sneered, and Jin Yuan showed a look of fear.

The word "Fate" that can devour the enemy's literary spirit is absolutely terrifying. If it reaches the slaughter of the people in the later stage, it will definitely be an invincible existence. If it shocks the world and makes ghosts and gods cry, I am afraid that no one in the world can stop it.

"As long as he crushes him with absolute strength, he can't do anything even if his literary spirit is strange!" Ying Limeng shook her head and said, pretending to be a mature person, and she feels funny no matter how she looks.

In the air, Yu Hongfeng was fighting with her. The two of them were fighting each other with their fists and feet. Their attack speed was so fast that the naked eye could not capture it. They could only vaguely see the afterimage, but the sound of the fists and feet colliding was so clear.

"This guy is really strong!"

Hongfeng was unwilling to think that he did not expect that Shanluo would no longer use Wenqi, but instead fought with him. Whenever he wanted to use Wenqi to invade Shanluo's body, Shanluo would quickly bounce off, leaving him helpless.

At this moment, the two hell-level black-skinned spirits rushed over and were immediately besieged by three hell-level powerful men. For a moment, he could only use his hands and feet to resist their attacks and could not fight back.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Gradually, he could not resist the single fall. The power of the three hell-level masters was extremely heavy. Even he was beaten to the point of qi and blood, and his throat even had a fishy and sweet smell.

Li Feng, who was flying the highest, was being chased by more than 30 spiritual races, and his literary cannon cylindrical bombardment shot at him, but he skillfully avoided it.

"If this continues, it will definitely be over!"

Li Feng in the golden literary veil cover gritted his teeth and thought that he turned around and threw out a literary slash from time to time, but the combat power of the spiritual races was not low, and they all easily dodged away. He was chased by more than thirty sharp arrows and would not fly into the clouds. He rushed straight to the sea surface for a while. Gradually, more and more spiritual races began to join the queue chasing him.

The others were not much better, only Moyu had been violently gaining the upper hand. This guy seemed to be inexhaustible, and the guns in his hand kept changing, and the effect was also gratifying. At least a dozen spiritual races were shot down by him and fell into the ocean.

"***! A group of little grasshoppers flew so fast!"

Moyu, who had dozens of guns hovering around him, cursing irritably, but unfortunately there were more than 60 spiritual tribes floating in the air around him. They were dodging bullets while waiting for an opportunity to take advantage of them. Moyu, who had no gunfire, could not even hold on to the punch of these spiritual tribes.

So he could only grit his teeth and persevere. Fortunately, he still had enough bullets. Now he could only hope that the three hell-level people could be dealt with quickly when they fell alone to rescue him.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The spirit party waved the golden scale stick in his hand, and the high-speed rotating golden scale stick knocked all the surrounding spiritual races out. The stick was so good that the flesh and blood splattered in the air. His combat power reached 40,000, and it was still very easy to ravage these ants.
Chapter completed!