Xia Yi felt the coercion of the 'fierce spirit', but the moment the coercion affected him, a familiar warm current flowed through his body again, helping him resolve the powerful coercion of the 'fierce spirit'.

Although the speed of dissolution was very slow, it was enough to make Xia Yi behave more easily.

"Phew, I'm not you lowly human!"

The 'fierce spirit' seemed to have heard the most disgusting words in the world, and cursed in a violent temper, and the black shadow instantly rushed in front of Xia Yi.

Seeing this, Yang Zhangzhen and the three of them were shocked and tensed, and they tried their best to retreat backwards, trying to distance themselves from the 'fierce spirit'.

Xia Yi wanted to move, but he couldn't, even if the warm current in his body could dissolve the pressure of the 'fierce spirit', he couldn't move. His strength is indeed the weakest of the four.

The 'fierce spirit' floated in mid-air, looking at Xia Yi condescendingly, and his arrogance was monstrous.

Xia Yi couldn't move on his legs, so he could only be forced to raise his head, pretending to be calm and looking at the 'fierce spirit'.

Looking closely, Xia Yi found that this black shadow was billowing black gas, like boiling water, constantly tumbling, but it was a little farther away to see its true face.

Yang Zhang really wanted to rescue Xia Yi, but he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Xia Yi raising his head and looking at the 'fierce spirit'.

Finally saw the demeanor of the gentleman Xia, the gentleman was full of anger in his chest, and he was not afraid of ghosts, even in the face of the 'fierce spirit'. ’

'He doesn't have a 'martial spirit', but Xia Yi is still the same Xia gentleman!'

Xia Yi didn't know Yang Zhang's sincere sigh at this time, if he knew, he would definitely be very aggrieved and said - you are right!

Facing the "gaze" of the 'fierce spirit', Xia Yi felt a little difficult to breathe, his face turned red, his eyes gradually lost focus, and he was almost suffocated.

"Truly, you humans are just a bunch of waste, I'm just in front of you, you can't help but want to kneel down and kowtow to me, so, don't use humans to insult me!" In the black air, a piercing and shrill laugh came out, almost piercing the eardrums and consciousness of the four people.

Xia Yi felt that he was about to suffocate, his consciousness was gradually blurred, the whites of his eyes almost occupied his sockets, and his body was involuntarily slumping to the ground.

Yang Zhangzhen saw that Xia Yi was suppressed by the 'fierce spirit', and his heart was shocked and angry. The image of Xia Yi raising his head and glaring at the 'fierce spirit' was still floating in his mind.

Xia Yi has already "died" once, and this time, he will not let Xia Junzi die again no matter what.

Yang Zhangzhen held his breath and condensed, and shouted angrily in his consciousness, only to see his body vibrate, as if there were ripples around him, and two vague "Yang Zhangzhen" appeared on both sides, and after a moment of shock, the two "Yang Zhangzhen" returned to Yang Zhangzhen's true body, and the three of them were one, and the momentum on Yang Zhangzhen's body exploded, and suddenly soared.

Silver armor appeared around Yang Zhangzhen, and Yang Zhangzhen, with his eyes closed and a solemn expression, seemed to be as majestic as a silver armor god general at this time, and he could not be desecrated.

"Drink!"

Yang Zhangzhen suddenly opened his eyes, and a divine rebuke came out of his mouth, and a pale golden ripple visible to the naked eye slammed into all directions, and the black qi in the third layer was swayed, weakening a lot, and the coercion of the 'fierce spirit' was broken, and it was no longer strong at once.

Su Ziqi and Zhao Jingjing regained their freedom, their bodies were much more flexible, and they summoned their martial spirits as soon as possible to help Yang Zhangzhen.

In an instant, the momentum of the two sides showed a situation of confrontation.

"Let go of Xia Yi!"

Yang Zhangzhen put on a posture, and an extra spear appeared between his hands, a little cold came first, and then the spear came out like a dragon.

The spear rolled towards the 'fierce spirit' like a dragon, and the silver light of the spear appeared, shining like a star, and stabbed fiercely into the billowing black gas.

"Humph!"

The 'fierce spirit' snorted coldly, as if it looked down on Yang Zhangzhen's spear like a dragon, it didn't dodge at all, and the billowing black gas directly collided with Yang Zhangzhen's spear.

"Bang!Bang!"

The third floor of the Gathering Spirit Pagoda reverberated with a piercing sound of metal impact, and the sound was so sharp that it stimulated Su Ziqi and Zhao Jingjing to have splitting headaches, and they couldn't give Yang Zhangzhen any help.

And Xia Yi's situation has not improved in any way, the 'fierce spirit' and Yang Zhangzhen are fighting, but the billowing black smoke has not left Xia Yi half a step, Xia Yi has always been under its coercion.

At this time, Xia Yi's eyes were filled with the whites of his eyes, as if possessed by a demon, and his body began to twitch slightly.

Yang Zhangzhen released all his strength from the beginning, before he was worried that the power would affect Xia Yi's safety, and the gun was aimed at the 'fierce spirit', just wanting to force the 'fierce spirit' back.

At this time, when he saw that Xia Yi was on the verge of life and death, he couldn't care about anything else, and a spear flew, like a flying dragon dancing in the sky, and stabbed towards Xia Yi.

"You have the guts. There was appreciation in the billowing black air.

Yang Zhangzhen's face remained unchanged, deaf to the praise of the 'fierce spirit', and he was immersed in the battle.

When the spear cold mang rushed in front of Xia Yi, Yang Zhangzhen's eyes were firm and focused, and his wrist shook neatly, only to see the cold light like a falling star across Xia Yi's face, attacking towards the 'fierce spirit'.

"Qiang!~"

The silver spear stabbed the black gas.

A fierce impact overshadowed all sounds, and Su Ziqi and Zhao Jingjing did not resist at all, spurting blood and passing out.

Yang Zhangzhen's body shook violently, his hands cracked, blood spurted from his mouth, and his hands were stained red with essence blood, as well as the silver spear he clenched.

At that moment, there seemed to be a real dragon coiling on the silver spear, and the dragon's head loomed above the cold mang, and the dragon's kiss was angry, roaring silently towards the rolling black gas.

"Hmm!" let out a muffled snort in the billowing black air.

Yang Zhangzhen forcibly increased his combat power with weeping blood, and finally forced the 'fierce spirit' to take a step back.

Xia Yi's body got rid of the coercion and suppression of the 'fierce spirit', and stood in place and staggered, as if he would fall at any time.

Yang Zhangzhen forcibly increased his combat power, but the side effect was that his strength was completely lost in an instant, and his body involuntarily collapsed to the ground.

At the moment of losing consciousness, Yang Zhangzhen seemed to see Xia Yi's eyes turn blood-red, and then fell into darkness.

"Truly, your strength is very good, but it's a pity that it's still a lot worse than that little guy from Wu Liang. If you desperately delay time or get out with all your might, I really can't do anything about you, who knows that you will desperately try to save this kid, but you will lose yourself. ”

"What a stupid human being, you and your martial spirits are both excellent, then you're welcome. ”

The billowing black gas surrounded Yang Zhangzhen, who had passed out on the ground, and attached to Yang Zhangzhen's body as if drooling.

"Huh?"

The black gas that was constantly tumbling suddenly froze, and he sensed that there was something abnormal behind him.

A pair of blood-colored eyes appeared, staring hollowly at the billowing black gas.

Xia Yi stood in place, surrounded by golden light, an oval halo appeared behind his head, and his bloody eyes were even more enchanting.

"Eliminate the demons and defend the road for three thousand eons, and the first heaven and man will go down to the mortal world. ”