Miss Eight Series Summoner

The floor began to vibrate, and thunderstorms sounded in the sky, and one after another lightning struck Jin Jiaye.

With a light wave of his hand, Jin Jiaye threw the sword into the air, poured profound energy into it, and the long sword turned into countless small swords, flying towards the lightning.

The lightning disappeared quickly. Then, Jin Jiaye pierced the sword towards Lin Er's chest. Before Lin Er could react, his chest was pierced, and he was pierced. Lin Er stood in place, motionless. The corners of the mouth evoke a small arc.

Jin Jiaye drew the long sword fiercely, Lin Er took out a bottle of pill from inside his sleeve, then raised his hand to cover the bleeding chest, stepped forward a few steps, and a touch of addiction was drawn to the corner of his mouth. Bloody smile.

Hei Yan gritted his teeth and stood up with Feng Jiu in his arms, and then retreated behind Feng Xi's several people in a few steps.

"This war is up to you."

Hei Yan gently put Feng Jiu on the ground, and sat beside her, forming a protective circle.

Although both he and Feng Jiu were injured, but Feng Jiu was not as strong as him, so the injuries were more serious than him.

Thinking about this, Hei Yan frowned. He could see that Feng Xi and Jin Jiaye had been trapped by the formation just now. They are now exhausted, but they are better than him and Feng Jiu. Better, plus there are eight series of summoned beasts, it should still be able to eliminate Lin Er.

But he also had to worry that although Lin Er was backlashed by the power of the formation, he, as the Great Elder of the Demon Race, couldn't have no assassin.

As a member of the Demon Race, he knows that the power of the Demon Race at the last moment is tremendous.

Judging from his appearance, he must have blew himself up.

If he blew himself up, the damage would not only be here, but the entire Feng Mansion would most likely be damaged.

I don't know, if Feng Xi can kill him first!

Seeing this, Feng Xi thought for a while, and soon thought of the place Hei Yan had thought of, and tightened the long whip in his hand.

Lin Er, who was standing opposite her, looked at them and laughed loudly, with a sullen expression on his face.

Jin Jiaye gathered a ball of light in his hand and threw it toward the place where he was standing. Lin Er put his hands together, and then prepared to shoot his Tianling Gai.

Feng Xi frowned and threw the long whip in his hand towards him. Lin Er turned and avoided, and the Zebras also started to attack him. The eight-line summoned beasts and Chi Ling also knew what he was going to do, quickly Ran around him and surrounded him.

Hei Yan also gathered a ball of light in the palm of his hand and threw it at him. Lin Er was now covered with blood, and blood was still flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

"Do you think you stopped me?"

Lin Er sneered, said coldly, and then raised his hand high, preparing to fall.

Feng Xi glanced at him indifferently, then took the hairpin off his head and threw it at his hand.

Lin Er felt a tingling pain and violently lowered his hands. At this moment, Feng Xi quickly stepped forward and threw the whip towards Lin Er's neck.

Lin Er was caught by the long whip and fell to the ground. Jin Jiaye gathered a ball of light in his hand, then turned and exchanged a look with Feng Xi.

Feng Xi raised the whip high again and pulled Lin Er a little bit. Lin Er has no strength now, so he can only stare at the two with wide eyes, and Jin Jiaye throws the ball of light inside. Upon reaching Lin Er, a protective circle was immediately formed.