Fall: Rebirth

At this moment, the appearance of the black shadow seemed to bring endless darkness and evil, making the air around the ground extremely depressing.

This time, the aura emanating from the black shadow was stronger than before, carrying with it an irresistible murderous intent, as if it was gathering strength to launch a fatal attack.

Everyone's eyes instantly became alert, their brows were tightly furrowed, and their faces showed nervous expressions, as if they were keenly searching for any potential danger in the darkness.

The shadow pounced at us like a ghost, its fangs and claws bared, its speed was as fast as lightning, leaving us no time to react. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of us like a gust of wind.

Seeing this scene, everyone panicked and scattered. Their movements were as agile and quick as frightened birds, and they all fled from the attack range of the black shadow.

Chu Heng flashed and quickly dodged sideways. At the same time, he reached out and grabbed Hill's arm tightly, pulling him behind him to protect him from the black shadow.

Hill opened his eyes wide, looking at everything happening before his eyes, as if he had fallen into a fog.

Ling Han also reacted quickly like a cheetah, summoning his sword and preparing to meet the attack of the black shadow. He gripped the hilt tightly, his eyes like torches, as if burning with a determined flame, determined not to let the black shadow break through the defense line easily.

At the same time, Yan Luo was as light as a swallow, and she jumped to the side. She turned her hand gently, and the bird feather fan appeared in her hand again. She watched the black shadow vigilantly, always keeping a high alert, like a cheetah ready to attack.

Yan Luo's originally gentle face suddenly became cold. She swung her arm violently, and the bird feather fan in her hand waved like a dancing butterfly.

The tip of the fan shone with the light of stars, and then it rushed towards the shadow like an arrow. As she waved the fan in her hand, the starlight flickered, like a meteor across the night sky, with unparalleled power, as if to tear apart the entire darkness.

Hill, who had come to his senses from the confusion, continued to use his water control skills, his hands dancing flexibly, and the shape of the water was constantly changing. Sometimes it turned into a sharp ice blade, rushing towards the black shadow like lightning; sometimes it turned into a ferocious water dragon, pouncing on the black shadow with its fangs and claws bared. Each attack contained his precise control over the water element, forcing the black shadow to be distracted to deal with it.

Ling Han and Chu Heng wielded their respective swords. Their movements were clean and neat, like flowing water. The swords were swung quickly in their hands, and the swords were as powerful as wind, thunder, and lightning. Their swordsmanship was as fierce as a storm, and each sword contained their deep spiritual power, making it difficult for the black shadow to get close.

The two of them cooperated with each other in perfect harmony, as if they were in perfect sync with each other, making it difficult for the black shadow to resist for a moment.

The black shadow felt the powerful attack from everyone and roared angrily, the sound was deafening. It concentrated all its strength and pounced towards Yan Luo like a ferocious beast.

Yan Luo's figure flashed like a ghost and he easily avoided the attack of the black shadow.

But the black shadow did not give up. It continued to chase after Yan Luo, as if it wanted to kill him.

At this moment, Hill, who realized that Yan Luo was in danger, had a flash of alert in his eyes. He quickly performed the water control technique, pushed hard with both hands, and controlled the water flow to quickly gather into an extremely solid water shield, which steadily blocked Yan Luo in front of him.

The black shadow's attack hit the water shield hard, making a loud "bang" sound and splashing water, like crystal clear pearls scattered all over the ground.

Yan Luo took the opportunity to launch a counterattack. She waved the bird feather fan in her hand again, fanning out a powerful airflow. The airflow whistled like a hurricane, sweeping towards the black shadow with overwhelming force, pushing the black shadow back several steps. Her eyes were full of determination, and her hand holding the bird feather fan trembled slightly, showing her inner tension.

Hill was not to be outdone, he controlled the water dragon and launched a new round of attacks on the black shadow. His expression was serious and focused, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and as he moved, the water dragon tumbled and roared in the air, with a fierce momentum.

Ling Han and Chu Heng took the opportunity to encircle the black shadow from both sides. Their swords flashed with cold light and stabbed towards the black shadow's vital points.

Ling Han had a resolute look on his face, his steps were vigorous and swift, each step was full of power.

Chu Heng seemed more composed, his eyes were cool and sharp, and the sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning.

The black shadow dodged left and right, avoiding their attacks, but gradually fell into a passive position. Its figure flickered in the light and shadow, looking a little embarrassed.