Ji Yi¡¯s name has been resounding for thousands of years. Unexpectedly, he was seriously injured by the opponent in several rounds. He lay on the ground with his life and death unknown. The opponent was so powerful and terrifying.
"Let's all attack from a distance together, don't get close to him." The commander took one look and knew that his own entanglement wouldn't be enough for him to slap him, so he ordered directly.
Everyone suddenly came to their senses, and for a moment flying swords, sword energy, and various spells were thrown at them without any thought.
Although the power is different and the threat is not great, Wu Messenger does not want to waste more of himself and dodges back and forth. Only when he can't dodge will he directly kill it with his fan. It looks a little embarrassed.
"Don't use magic weapons that are connected with the mind. The ones on the left should aim at the right side of the hall door and carry out indiscriminate covering attacks." After seeing several Shura's flying swords being knocked down, the commander himself was implicated and vomited. After a few mouthfuls of blood, he quickly ordered.
With sharp eyes, he stood below and saw a bit of blue appearing on it, thinking that it might be the opponent's formation eye. He hurriedly asked his own people to separate some of them to attack.
"Damn it." Now Messenger Wu just wants to rush over and kill the opponent's commander with one palm. Unfortunately, the opponent's acuity is indeed very high. Not to mention his outstanding performance, Shura Shaoshao has lost a lot of people, and every decision has made him lose a lot of people. Hitting their own weaknesses is very effective in making them perform better.
I had no choice but to stay in that position. In contrast, the most important thing was not to let the people in the hall come out in time. I felt a huge danger from that young man.
Although Ji Yi was seriously injured due to the other party's carelessness, it was only because his realm was much higher than his, and he could see through his actions at a glance. If he was really of the same level, he would not dare to forcefully break the gun shadow.
Based on my experience of walking for tens of thousands of years, I know that the young man must have a magic weapon that can threaten him, and it is also very easy and does not require much effort.
"I am still relatively dangerous in this realm. I have to wait until I am stronger. Then I will really not be afraid of the opponent. The conditions for releasing powerful magic weapons are more difficult, and the power of releasing them quickly is not enough."
I am not afraid of them taking action in person, but I am afraid of those weird magic weapons. Not to mention myself, even a quasi-sage can lose his face if he is not aware of it for a moment.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? If the other party had not been so strict in his hiding, he would have hid in the crowd at the first time, and he would have only used a wide range of sound transmission for each command. Although it was more costly, it would have made it impossible to tell where he was hiding.
Otherwise, with a little injury, you have to kill him first. How can he be led by the other party and walk away. This is really passive. It seems that there are really a lot of talents in Shura.
Layers of black mist stood directly in front of the spar, blocking the overwhelming spell. The Black Messenger was afraid that if they hit the spar, it would be terrible if they were released in advance.
"Everyone, blast over there." The commander was overjoyed and continued to shout. Now he had to block the attack. If so many people attacked together, it would consume him to death.
Although those attacks were frequent, the overall intensity was still not enough. Messenger Wu felt that he was still steadily improving his cultivation, thanks to the aura in the hall, and of course the corpses contributed by Shura also contributed indispensably.
Now I have felt that the crystal stone is becoming more and more fragile, and the door has begun to tremble. It seems that it will not last long, and everything is developing in a direction that is unfavorable to me.
"Hmph, you seem to have forgotten something." A bit of greed flashed in Wu Messenger's heart, and he looked at the many wounded outside. Although they had put up a protective shield to protect themselves, they could simply resist the attack of the skulls above.
In the past, I would also harass people from a distance, but at that time, my cultivation level was still relatively low, the intensity was not high, and the power was not enough, so I was directly dispersed by the opponent's concentrated fire. At that time, I simply didn't expend that effort and concentrated on absorbing the spiritual energy.
But things are different now. After such a long time, my cultivation level has become several times stronger than before.
A huge palm suddenly appeared above the heads of the wounded people behind. It attracted most people's attention as soon as it came out. The palm fell hard with great power.
Shura¡¯s command always felt that he had forgotten something. How could the other party allow him to attack and only defend but not resist?
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Inadvertently saw that his wounded were being healed intensively. There was only a relatively thick protective shield above their heads, so he had reserved one specially for them. The more powerful tribesmen were their guardians, and there were several tribesmen who could fill in at any time.
Suddenly, the commander thought of the opponent's black mist devouring the corpse, and his heart flashed like a flash of lightning. Now they have separated into two teams. Before, Wu Messenger did not attack for such a long time, and he had already forgotten that he could also attack from a distance.He quickly pinched it in his hand and found it, and he kept mumbling in his mouth. Soon, a thin layer of black light blocked his face, protecting his whole body.
He himself really underestimated him. He didn't expect that he still had this skill. This spell was indeed extraordinary.
"To make you so arrogant, feel my blood mist magic." Master Hao controlled the blood mist and rushed over, directly surrounding the black messenger. Seeing that the other party could only resist, he couldn't help but ridicule. .
The Shura people below looked at the top with all their concentration. If something went wrong, they rushed to support and watched Master Hao gain the upper hand again.
Everyone cheered, and even Pan Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. If the opponent was only at this level, then they really don't have to worry.
"I didn't expect the other party to be so difficult to deal with."
"Master Hao is really strong. I don't know how strong he is normally."
"This is not nonsense. How could Lord Hao take action? This is the first time I have seen Lord Hao take action."
Everyone looked relaxed for a while, but they still looked up intently, for fear of something unexpected happening.
Gu Zheng felt something bad in his heart. Although the other party gave him the feeling that he was only in the peak state of the Golden Immortal, there was a vague aura of a higher level about him.
Although everyone can¡¯t feel it, they used to have high standards. They feel that the gourd that has been taken out long ago is now hanging on the waist and can be released at any time if something goes wrong.
??But it will never be used unless it is absolutely necessary, because once you use it, your identity will be exposed, and you will usher in more terrifying enemies. By then, you will really have no power to resist.
"Is this the only effect?" Messenger Wu's voice emerged leisurely from the blood mist. He felt very relaxed. The blood mist did not put much pressure on him.
"It's really disappointing. I thought there were other changes." As soon as he finished speaking, the blood mist suddenly shrank, and two black skulls appeared from it.
This skull is not like the shadow formed by the black fog before. The thick black fog is glowing and looks very hard. Two green flames are floating in the eyes, flickering very strangely.
The claws in the blood mist grabbed the skeleton and could only bring up a little bit of black silk. The damage caused was minimal and it could be said to be completely useless.
And the skeleton was opening its mouth wide, swallowing the blood mist one bite at a time, occasionally blinking its mouth, as if it was eating the supreme delicacy.
In such a moment of confusion, a small piece of the blood mist disappeared in the blink of an eye, which made Mr. Hao feel extremely distressed, and he quickly took the blood mist back.
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