Fighting beyond the sky

All attacks are immune to Wang Zhisha. Zhen Zongfu's eight-star peak, Guiyin's eight-star mid-term strength, and fighting methods emerge in endlessly. Both of them have no way to fight against Wang Zhisha. Xiao Yan's fighting power is the most outstanding, but even these two people can't hurt the slightest, Xiao Yan's strength in the middle of the eight-star stage, the power of the soul has broken through to the level of consciousness, but in front of this king's demon, he is not the slightest Confidence, Xiao Yan dare not say that he is stronger than Zhen Zongfu or Gui Yin. Even if Xiao Yan breaks through the eight-star middle stage, there is still a huge gap between them. After all, Xiao Yan has just broken through, and Xiao Yan has not fully grasped the eight-star strength. If you give Xiao Yan some time, not to mention he is better than Zhen Zongfu, at least he won't be as embarrassed as before when he fights with Guiyin again.

Right now Xiao Yan is very anxious and eager, but even if he makes a move now, it may be just a mantis arm as a chariot, and he cannot stop the king's evil spirit at all. Xiao Yan can't bear to see Zhen Zongfu and Guiyin who are about to be defeated at this moment. , as a man, even if he can't beat him, he still wins!
Xiao Yan is not afraid of fighting, but, he is observing, he hopes to find the weak point of Wang Zhisha Demon, Xiao Yan thought of the "Old Ancestor" of the Pill Palace, but quickly dismissed this idea, this Wang Zhisha The devil is a puppet. Although it is said that it must obey the command of people, it is not controlled by people. The "ancestor" of the alchemy hall can only command, but not control him. Influence, the only thing that has influence is that the king's Shamo will become a thing without an owner.

Wang Zhishamo's steel claws ruthlessly tore at Guiyin's abdomen, blood spewed out again, Guiyin's figure fell backwards like a kite with a broken string, Wang Zhishamo took two steps forward, pinched Grabbing Guiyin's neck, he choked Guiyin tightly, and raised his steel claws to move towards Guiyin's head.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan became anxious immediately. Although he was still in a state of confrontation with Guiyin before, Xiao Yan quickly saw the situation on the field clearly. The killers of the Shadow League turned to help the Xiao Mansion. No one could understand that the Shadow League After defecting, Guiyin temporarily became an ally of the Xiao Mansion. Since he is an ally, he can't just ignore death.

But Zhen Zongfu and Guiyin, the two strongest beings among the eight stars, were defeated, so how could Xiao Yan be an opponent? Although Xiao Yan's reached the middle stage of the eight stars, his fighting skills and himself were still not able to reach the level of being truly capable. When displaying his own strength, he was not good in all aspects, and rushing forward to fight blindly was just a drop in the bucket, but now there is no way, Xiao Yan has to try no matter what, he can't wait to die.

A ghost emerged from the center of Xiao Yan's eyebrows, and quickly condensed into a bow on his left palm. He pinched the bowstring with his right hand, and the sky fire gushed out along his arm, condensing into an arrow. His body was like a bow, and he pulled it backwards, using all his strength. , Xiao Yan's body has formed an extremely exaggerated shape. This arrow is Xiao Yan's strongest fighting skill today. Although it is not yet mature, its penetrating power and attack power have already surpassed Qianchi Wuying.

"Whoosh~"

With the sound of a breaking wind, Xiao Yan let go, and the arrow feathers shot from the holy bow at the king's evil spirit. The speed was extremely fast. The arrow feathers were forged by heavenly fire, carrying endless flames, and carrying the meaning of ghosts and spirits. Incompatibility, but at this moment, a special force of friction between the two broke out.

As Xiao Yan expected, the arrow feather hit the King's Shamo, and the King's Shamo didn't dodge in any way. The arrow feather hit the head of the King's Shamo. The energy, Wang Zhishamo's head was tilted, Xiao Yan's eyes lit up, the secret channel was effective, but Wang Zhishamo was pinching Guiyin's hand, but he didn't let go.