The disciples of the Changle Gang and the Alien Beast Sect besieged more than a dozen female disciples in the Soul Palace.

Although Phantom Butterfly Yi defeated Xu Zihou, he also injured the enemy by 1,000 and damaged himself by 800, and his own soul power was consumed too much, and the whole person fell into a state of weakness.

The Soul Hall faction is now supported by Tu Jiaojiao alone.

After a short and fierce bloody battle, four or five female disciples of the Soul Hall fell screaming.

There are too many male disciples, and it is difficult for them to win one-on-one.

Not to mention one-on-two, or even one-on-three!

There is no shortage of masters in the Alien Beast Sect, among which Situ Jiao and Han Ping are the strongest.

I saw that Situ Shark's breath was climbing one by one, when it reached its peak state.

His form swept out like lightning, his fingers curled into claws.

A trace of spiritual power light between the ten fingers entwined and flowed endlessly, and then suddenly released violent energy!

"Drink!Thousand Illusion Split Mountain Claws!" Situ Jiao shouted, and between his claws, two large pieces of cyan spiritual power tumbled out.

From that billowing energy, two huge cyan claws were condensed.

It seems to be made of steel, tearing through the void, and facing Tu Jiaojiao under the hood.

Situ Jiao's claws are really like dragon claws across the sky, and they are unpredictable.

As soon as one move is attacked, it is as if there are thousands of claw shadows, surging attacks from all directions, which is dazzling.

Tu Jiaojiao hurriedly performed the wind walk, leaving countless graceful afterimages in the air to dodge.

"Beast pattern pen!" Bai Han grabbed it out of thin air, and in his palm, there was an ink pen that was more than a foot long.

The ink pen has the thickness of a thumb, and the body of the pen is engraved with a series of demonic runes.

Bai Han poured a large amount of spiritual power into the beast pattern pen, and the textures seemed to come to life.

They were intertwined and combined, and in the diffuse cyan demonic aura, they burst out one golden light after another!

The golden light outlined the pattern in the air, and suddenly turned into a golden-scaled python.

The python's skin was thick and spitting red letters more than a foot long, and it hissed.

opened his bloody mouth and pounced towards Tu Jiaojiao like a cloud.

And the beast pattern pen also grew sharply and became a psychic spear, specifically blocking Tu Jiaojiao's retreat.

Tu Jiaojiao was one against two, and she already felt a little difficult, coupled with Fang Ping's crazy magic stick method.

It was even more forced that Tu Jiaojiao only had the ability to parry, and there was no room to fight back.

Her pupil skills were originally very high, but in this melee situation, Tu Jiaojiao really didn't dare to concentrate on dealing with any of them.

Once distracted, it will create a chance for the two masters to kill, which is very dangerous.

"Three big men beat a woman, do you still need some face?" Tu Jiaojiao scolded angrily, "If you deceive me that there are few people in the Soul Palace, you bastards will be very wrong, Colorful Spirit Sparrow!"

Tu Jiaojiao and was forced to sacrifice his own treasure - the colorful sparrow hairpin!

The level of this treasure is also very high, second only to the Order Soul Cord of the Phantom Butterfly Clothes.

But the more high-grade magic weapons, once urged, the more the spiritual power of the martial artist will be consumed.

After every use, Tu Jiaojiao will fall into a state of temporary weakness.

Therefore, if it weren't for the critical situation, Tu Jiaojiao wouldn't want to sacrifice this treasure.

As Tu Jiaojiao pinched the trick with one hand, with a coquettish shout, the tumbling aura behind her quickly turned crimson.

Immediately, a large area of blazing red clouds rose into the sky and burned with a bang, forming a terrifying sea of fire.

In the center of the sea of fire, a loud chirp of birds suddenly sounded.

A seven-colored sparrow, wrapped in seven-colored flowing fire, fluttered its wings and flew.

Its huge tail flanks open out, releasing a brilliant glow like glass fireworks, as beautiful as a dream.

As soon as the wings of the Colorful Spirit Sparrow fanned, an incomparable chaotic aura swept out.

The chaotic qi condensed, turning into a crescent scimitar and slashing down.

It was like a dazzling lightning, a strong knife light, stabbing people who couldn't open their eyes at all.

Click!

The silver rays of the crescent scimitar directly split Situ Jiao's split mountain claws, the golden-scaled python condensed by the beast pattern pen and the beast pattern pen, and Fang Ping's big stick.

As soon as the three of them saw the colorful spirit hairpin, they felt bad, and they tried their best to escape, but they were still a step too late and were hit hard to varying degrees.

Fang Ping's hands were directly shattered, and he almost fainted on the spot in pain.

Situ Jiao's Thousand Illusion Cracking Mountain Claws shattered, and his Yuan Shen was also traumatized, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Han Ping's beast pattern pen was destroyed, and a long bloody mouth was split by the knife qi on his chest, two inches deep, and blood gushed incessantly.

He hurriedly swallowed the pill and used the heart formula to breathe and heal his wounds, where did he still have the ability to fight again?

After Tu Jiaojiao used the Colorful Spirit Sparrow Hairpin, her own Yuan Shen also fell into weakness, and she was not much stronger than the Phantom Butterfly Clothes.

But at this time, there are still more than twenty masters left in the Changle Gang and the Alien Beast Sect, and if they continue to fight, the Soul Hall may be in danger of being wiped out.

Fortunately, at this time, the battle on Su Jian's side was nearing the end.

It turned out that Zhong Xiong had found a treasure - the Fengyan Bracelet!

Sacrifice that bracelet into the air to unleash a powerful Gale Flame!

I saw the red treasure bracelet burst into flames, and in the blazing flames, a phoenix with fire all over its body flew into the sky.

The air within a radius of hundreds of zhang became extremely hot because of the appearance of the fire phoenix!

This is called the Flame of the Phoenix, and it is not a real phoenix, but a kind of flame that exists in the form of a phoenix.

The flame is like a waterfall rushing in the sky, intermittently, but always in the form of a phoenix!

Its power is ten times and a hundred times stronger than ordinary flames, and even if it is steel and rock, it will quickly melt under its flames!

The Flame of the Burning Phoenix drew a graceful arc in the air, and then it roared sharply, swooping directly towards Su Jian.

Zhong Xiong understood that in order to win against Su Jian, he had to use his nirvana at the beginning.

Otherwise, you may not have a chance to do it.

In fact, what Su Jian likes to see the most is that there are masters who use the magic powers of the two combat skills of thunder and fire to deal with him.

And related to these two elements, what magic weapons and treasure soldiers, etc., do not pose any threat to Su Jian.

Unless the level of that magic weapon is much higher than his ability to bear.

Su Jian stared at the fierce fire phoenix in the air and smiled indifferently, mobilized the ancient spirit ghost fire in his body to condense it in his right palm, and raised his hand to blast towards the violent fire phoenix!

A large blue mudra that burns.

A fiery phoenix spewing flames.

Two flames wrapped in supreme energy collided violently!

Thundered!

The flames and the ghosts collided violently, and the terrifying sonic boom sounded like thunder exploding in the air, and the whole world was turbulent at this moment!!

Dare to use your skills to be a tough weapon!

This kind of hard-hitting and desperate style of play, Zhong Xiong has never seen it.