As soon as the three-second time limit arrived, Wen Yiming retreated quickly, and took over the three shadow corrobes that pounced on Sai Yaren in one fell swoop, while Sai Yaren put aside the left and right cullings, and burst into the martial arts towards the corpse devouring blood eagle in a low drink, and a heavy stick shadow was divided into three blows.

'Bang bang! ’

There were two muffled sounds, and the two blood eagles guarding the lord on the left and right were swept away on the spot by Saiyaren with a stick intent assault.

The blood eagle is not as good as the shadow warn, and it is not immune to the damage that comes with the consumption of mental power, and in the charged attack of Saiyaren who forced a full breath, the injury was not light, and even Wen Yiming in the rear could hear the sound of broken bones, which shows how aggrieved Saiyaren was by the damage immunity of the previous shadow warn.

With the most lethal stick in the air, Sai Yaren's pupils shrank, and he teleported out decisively, and said at the same time: "Keep the teleportation and keep up!" ”

The Corpse Devouring Blood Eagle avoided the strongest attack with a short teleportation at a critical moment, although its short teleportation distance was only less than three hundred meters, but it was only three seconds away from the next release of the Corpse Eater, and Sai Yaren had to rush to attack and kill, so he did not hesitate to waste teleportation to follow closely.

He understood Wen Yiming's retention tactics, since he wanted to kill the lord and rush out of the territory, then he definitely needed a relay teleportation, and they were very clear about the vertical and horizontal area of this territory, so he had to let Tong Qiang and Hao Tianxiao keep the teleportation so as not to disrupt the plan.

Three hundred meters, outside the distance of Tong Qiang's spiritual rhino support, Hao Tianxiao obtained more than two seconds of righteous incentive effect, and under his extremely fast movement, he could quickly participate in the battle, but there would inevitably be a delay in time.

Sai Yaren clenched his teeth, the perseverance in his eyes did not waver at all, he was called a stick demon on the mainland, and he was by no means in vain.

At the moment when he decisively launched the teleportation, he did not perceive the shadow of the corpse-devouring blood eagle in the straight-line detection shared by Wen Yiming in time, judging only by the teleportation fluctuations in the air, it was about three hundred meters.

This kind of nuanced judgment cannot be achieved without being experienced in many battles.

The teleportation distance controlled by Sai Yaren was three hundred and fifty meters, and he was confident that he would fall in front of the corpse devouring blood owl.

The moment he landed, his clenched teeth loosened slightly, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and a confident smile floated.

Immediately after, the heavy stick swung sideways behind him, and raised his arms in a violent roar.

Out of the stick!

It was like a groundbreaking stick split, breaking through a dark golden light and shadow in the surging air of the black mist, as if forming a high-speed roulette wheel, and its fierce stick wind shook the black fog alive, almost sending out a sonic boom.

Wen Yiming narrowed his eyes, he fell last, at this moment, he could not penetrate the black mist, but he could feel the murderous aura coming from the front, as if the momentum of Mount Tai cracking had descended in front of him.

With his artistic conception attainments, and he also has a certain understanding of the stick intention, he instantly understood from the momentum that came from afar that Sai Yaren's stick intention has gone far out of Zhongcheng, and although there is a distance from Dacheng's stick intention, the difference is no longer grinding, but an opportunity for an epiphany.

Sai Yaren's stick intention inspired him a lot, after all, he just stepped into the threshold above the stick will, compared to Sai Yaren, who specializes in stick skills, he is not half a star worse in artistic conception, and he has a specialization in the art industry, he has to admit it.

Sai Yaren is also very satisfied with this stick, it can be said that since the stick intent has advanced to the middle level, he has rarely been able to burst out with this kind of breakthrough stick intent attack.

It was really that the situation they were facing was too urgent and critical, Wen Yiming's injuries continued to deteriorate, and they had to guard against Situ Qiandao's attack; Tong Qiang specializes in defense and has no offensive power; Hao Tianxiao's strength is slightly lower, and he lacks the martial arts of a fatal blow.

He was the only violent presence in the four-man team, and in the abyss where it was possible to fight on and off for three months, he brought out long-lost potential.

He could feel that the martial arts comprehended in the Nine Intentions Pagoda were evolving.

Stick Crit!

This is a fatal blow martial art, and there is a touch of humanized panic in the blood-red eyes of the corpse-devouring blood eagle, and the short-range teleportation has just been performed, and the guards on the left and right and a few shadow birds have also been thrown off by it.

With a fierce roar, the voice of the corpse-devouring blood eagle was full of ferocity, and the tail scissors and wing slashes and grasping and splitting of the tail were blasted out in no particular order, turning a blind eye to the heavy stick that grew up in the wind, and looked like a desperate fight.

In the air, the thigh-thick heavy stick made people feel an invisible oppression in the void, and the moment they landed, it surged violently, as if it was a giant pillar that shook the eyes.

'Poof——! ’

A series of fractures rang out in a dull thump, mixed with a terrible wail.

The black mist of dead qi surged outward, and the corpse-devouring blood eagle was smashed diagonally to the ground, its two claws were broken in unison, and its back was also deeply collapsed.

Even Wen Yiming, who had entered the range of perception, was shocked, Sai Yaren's stick intent crit attack in the past had no such power, and the scene shown in front of him was obviously an advanced martial art.

At this moment, Hao Tianxiao's speed far surpassed Tong Qiang's, the breeze moved around his feet at an extremely fast speed, and a distance of three hundred meters was not a problem, and he arrived in the blink of an eye, and without waiting for Tong Qiang to protect him, the sword slashed out again and again towards the corpse-devouring blood eagle that was struggling to rise.

The Blood Shadow Grebes are not very viable and weak, but they must completely break up their defenses before they can be cut off, so in response to this, the attacks must be inflicted one after another, and they must be killed in one fell swoop, and if they wait until the Shadow Grebes arrive to protect each other, they will be helpless again.

The lord who was in deep danger had a fighting posture, and in Hao Tianxiao's frenzied attack, he slashed it with two wings in a row.

In the end, an extraordinary-distance tail scissor flicked in, forcing Tong Qiang to turn on the spirit rhino support to take damage for him.

With Tong Qiang's defense, the corpse-devouring blood eagle's life-fighting tail scissors still made his blood churn, and he resisted the ruyi shield, suppressing the beasts that had not yet churned, and shouted: "Speed kill!" ”

"Ho!"

Hao Tianxiao let out a low snort, and continued to consume the True Yuan to cut and damage the corpse devouring blood eagle with the Wind Fury Sword, and Tong Qiang suppressed the defense, and he didn't even have time to protect the two bubbling and bloody wounds with the True Yuan.

Of course, with the shadow body attribute of the shadow warn, the injury could not be recovered, so he ignored it.

Sai Yaren stepped forward with a stick, and the consumption of the stick intent crit was too great, although there was no time limit, he could not use it continuously, so he could only flash in a violent step, carrying the stick intent to carry the most violent attack.

The dense sound of heavy swords cutting bones, as well as the dull sound of stick strikes, were endless.

They only have one second, if they can't kill it in one go, the waiting soldier devouring the corpse is activated, the first to collapse is the traumatized Hao Tianxiao, when the shadow quails and blood eagles are fully arriving, it will be difficult for them to reorganize the offensive.

Tong Qiang's Ruyi shield flickered big and small, constantly changing the angle with his mind, stubbornly pressing on the corpse-devouring blood owl's body, and striding wildly forward under his feet, rushing it fiercely and moving quickly, so as to distance himself from the corrobin behind.

Hao Tianxiao and Sai Yaren's swords and sticks were as dense as rain, and their mouths couldn't stop drinking, they couldn't imagine that this lord was so durable.

Wen Yiming was alone, under the pressure of all the Blood Shadow Cormorants, and at the most urgent moment, he didn't dare to be stingy with Zhenyuan anymore, and in one second, he shot dozens of broken finger winds in a row.

He must block the Bloodshadow Cormorant's short teleportation before his teammates can complete the kill, or he will fall short.

(End of chapter)