This immortal is a bit fierce

"Let go!" the deputy commander shouted, and crossbows fired from the city wall.

The crossbows left their bows, and watching the dense rain of arrows hitting the approaching dragon soul, the defenders on the city wall and the candidates on the Yunshan Tower all regained some confidence.

Unfortunately, the next moment, their confidence fell to the bottom.

The special arrows used to deal with little demons and imps in the past seemed to hit a storm barrier before they even got close to the dragon soul, and were blown to pieces.

Seeing this scene, not to mention the candidates and ordinary soldiers, many people in the usually well-trained Divine Armor Army were also shaken.

Faced with the absolute disparity in strength, relying on too many ants to kill the elephant is ultimately just an unattainable extravagant hope.

"Sure enough, we can't take any chances." Huang Feng originally thought that if the Divine Armor Army could solve the problem, he could hide, but it turned out that he was too naive.

Holding the last glimmer of hope, he asked Li Motang: "Shulu's geographical location is so important, doesn't it have a city defense formation?"

"Do you think that a formation that can protect a city for a long time is so easy to arrange?" Li Motang was full of fighting spirit. Since he could not rely on the Divine Armor Army to consume more dragon souls, there was no need to put the battle on the city wall.

As soon as she patted the scabbard, she was about to ride the sword up into the wind. Unexpectedly, she was stopped by Huang Feng as soon as she left the city wall.

"What are you doing?" Li Motang asked.

"Don't be too reckless. Look at what happened to Mr. He and Commander Li." Huang Feng directly used the two Hedao realm experts as negative teaching materials.

"What's your plan?"

Huang Feng explained: "You are both a princess and a genius of Yuyuan Pavilion, so you must have a lot of trump cards. Since it is a trump card, when it is revealed, it means the end of the road, and you must pursue a one-shot kill.

But we haven't yet figured out how much remaining power this dragon soul has, so why not let me control it and look for opportunities while you help. "

There was no time to think about why the work couldn't be divided and exchanged. Li Motang immediately agreed: "Okay!"

"This technique consumes a lot of energy. With my current strength, I can't sustain it for too long. You'd better hurry up when the time comes." When Huang Feng spoke, several spiritual energy vortexes appeared on both sides of his body.

Feeling the growing pressure in the spiritual energy vortex, Li Motang quickly moved away.

Huang Feng felt quite relieved when he thought of Bai Yang who was hiding on the city wall behind him and was preparing to collect the body for him. He clenched his fists and looked up at the dragon soul.

Shoot the wolf with a strong bow and guard the sky for thousands of miles!

"The Secret of the Sky"

Type 09!

Countless spiritual energy bombs rushed towards the terrifying dragon soul that was pressing down on the enemy. If the volley fired by the Divine Armor Army just now was like rain, the spiritual energy bombs that almost covered the sky were like a waterfall flowing upstream.

The Divine Armor Army on the city wall looked at this scene and were so shocked that they fell into a trance.

They had seen the Lord Commander shoot out a spear, crush a group of demons with his mountain top, and also seen Lord Zhenfu slay evil spirits with his sword a hundred feet wide, but none of these were as shocking as what they saw before them.

Although each spirit bullet was not as good as the sword and spear of Zhenfu or the commander, he stood there alone as if there were thousands of troops attacking.

It was as if a war drum was beating in their hearts, driving away their fear.

I thought I could easily break into the city and harvest souls, but Dragon Soul never expected to encounter such a level of attack.

One after another, the spiritual energy bombs easily tore through the wind pressure surrounding it and hit its remaining soul.

"Just an ant, an ant!"

It was finally reborn, but it seemed like any ant could dominate it. The dragon soul was furious, and its remaining soul turned into mist, trying to break through the heavy barrage of spiritual energy and wrap up the tiny little one in front of it. Human, crush him, tear him apart.

But it found that it couldn't rush through it at all, and the white mist that rushed over was scattered inch by inch, which in turn caused greater damage to its remaining soul.

Li Motang could not hide the shock in her eyes. She had seen Huang Feng's "Nine Forms of True Art", and the powerful and difficult-to-defend technique was still fresh in her memory.

She thought that such a technique would inevitably consume a lot of energy if used continuously.

But now, her impression of Huang Feng has been overturned again. Today's attack is like performing thousands of nine-style true techniques at the same time in an instant, and each attack is more powerful.

This made all the strategies she had previously deduced in her mind to fight Huang Feng invalid.

"Don't be distracted, I can't hold on for long!" Huang Feng was furious and depressed when he found out that this woman dared to slip away.

He has been studying how to make this technique automatically absorb the surrounding spiritual energy instead of consuming his own spiritual energy in order to achieve perpetual motion.

It's a pity that it hasn't yielded results yet, so it is used to deal with the remaining souls in front of it.

so tired!

The spiritual energy in the body continues to be depleted, and fatigue gradually appears.

The only thing that makes Huang Feng happy is that since the dragon soul in front of him cannot break through his attack, it means that his method is effective.

Watching the dragon soul change its methods many times, sometimes it turned into mist, and sometimes it used the method of moving mountains and seas, lifting up the ground like a rolling rock wave that wanted to engulf him.

But no matter what method he used, he was shattered by the spiritual energy bullets.

"It must be quite uncomfortable to look at." Huang Feng and Li Motang said in their hearts.

"You don't need to remind me."

"Damn it!" After repeated attempts without success, Dragon Soul didn't know how long the tiny human in front of him could stop it.

It felt a little scared as its power was constantly being depleted during the attack.

It has not recovered much strength in the first place, and if it is completely consumed here, it may never have a chance to stand up again.

Give up for now?

Even though it was full of reluctance, the dragon soul still made a decision, and it did not dare to continue to consume it.

"Are you leaving?" Huang Feng felt relieved when he saw the dragon soul suddenly retreating, preparing to flee. If he continued like this, he wouldn't be able to hold on for even a moment.

At this moment, Li Motang, who had been almost forgotten, suddenly took action.

Whenever she appears, she must be the most dazzling existence.

However, just now, she deliberately hid herself and made herself disappear from everyone's attention, just for this moment.

Li Motang didn't know when he came to the dragon soul. He took out a palm-sized, blue ice crystal sword from his sleeve and used the sword technique.

The ice crystal shattered, and a terrifying sword energy reached the sky, like a catastrophe coming to the world.

As soon as the sword energy came out, the clouds dispersed in a radius of thousands of miles, and under the blue and clear sky, the sword energy fell.

How could he have such strong sword energy?

The dragon soul was shocked. This sword energy was more powerful than the sword energy hidden in the branches. That sword almost destroyed its origin. How could it take another sword?

The dragon soul is immortal, but it is not really immortal.

"This is impossible!"

A sword cuts through the air and annihilates the dragon soul.

Huang Feng was secretly stunned. He indeed had a trump card. With the richness of Li Motang's family, this should not be the only one.

I really want to cheat him!

Seeing the dragon soul dissipating in the world, even the divine armor army on the city wall couldn't help but cheer.

Not to mention the candidates upstairs in Yunshan, who had gone from despair to shock, and now woke up from astonishment. They didn't care about the reserve of scholars.

The joy of surviving a desperate situation made them unable to control themselves and roared loudly.

Li Tan's voice trembled: "I want to write a poem for Brother Huang and Miss Li!"

"This is a new legend. We have a new legend in Shulu!"