Chapter 615: Contest

Hearing the other party's words, Zhan Feihong, who was captured, couldn't help but look at Raphael on the side.

At this moment, the leader of the chant had a thick purple light all over his body, and this layer of purple light seemed to forcibly stop his operating mechanism as a life puppet, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't move for half a minute!

"Without this group of traitors to help you, how can I escape?"

Reaching out and touching the crack in the gradually recovering protective circle, Michael said with a sneer.

Without Raphael's help, even this last chance to escape was wiped out by the other party, and Zhan Feihong's face couldn't help but darken.

But he is not the kind of person who gives up easily, he has the indomitable spirit of my way, and only by fighting his all can he be worthy of his heart!

I saw a burst of black and white thunder light burst out from the thunder drum in Zhan Feihong's hand again, and he re-used the power of this Tai Chi Divine Thunder to bombard the archangel Michael!

As bursts of thunder cannons with powerful celestial power erupted towards him, Michael reached out and slashed his sword horizontally, unhurriedly resisting them one by one.

"Don't worry, for a disobedient rebel like you, I won't just take your life. ”

After this wave of thunder cannons was all blocked by him with the amplification effect of the Creation God Relic, he shook the hilt of his sword slightly and threw out a sword qi.

"Now that no one is in the way of me, let's have a good time!"

At the same time as the words sounded, that sword qi had already shuttled to Zhan Feihong like lightning, and without giving him any chance to react, it penetrated his entire arm!

For a moment, a large amount of blood burst out from his cut wound, almost shaking the thunder drum to the ground carelessly.

Holding back the pain with all his might, he handed the thunder drum to his other hand, and he broke out a second attack again!

This time the Thunder Cannon was even harder than the last time, Zhan Feihong didn't even care about the situation of the Taiji Realm anymore, and burst out all the limits without any scruples!

But because of this, Huang Wanqin and her grandfather Song Xunwen had to escape from the Tai Chi realm, otherwise it would be really difficult to ensure safety!

"Feihong!!"

Seeing that Zhan Feihong was forced to this role, they couldn't help but be so eager that they couldn't help each other!

However, Zhan Feihong didn't have time to take care of the feelings of these two family members, he has now put all his bets on the explosion of this extreme blow, even if he can interrupt the effect of the other party suppressing the archangel Raphael, it is not in vain.

But when the power of the Taiji Divine Thunder blasted towards the archangel Michael like a tide, a white light flashed coldly from the opposite side!

"You're too small, my sword. ”

At the same time as Michael's voice sounded, the white light that burst out of the light simply expanded the incomparably huge shield-like structure, and then it was erected in front of him!

When the thunder cannon and the divine power of the shield structure completely collided together, the dazzling blue light of the creation god began to explode in all directions!

After ten breaths, the black and white thunder of the Tai Chi Divine Thunder finally slowly weakened, revealing the damaged condition of the Holy Giant Shield!

I saw that nearly half of the area of this Holy Light Shield was blasted into debris by the thunder, and a large area of divine power was reduced to nothing.

But even so, the archangel Michael who was hiding behind him was still intact, because ninety percent of the eruptions of the Taiji Divine Thunder were completely canceled out by the power burst out of the relics of the Creation God!

"Little guy, what other tricks do you have, just throw them out and take a look?"

Putting away the half-destroyed Holy Light Giant Shield, Michael squinted at the other party's extremely weak Zhan Feihong.

At this time, Zhan Feihong had already greatly damaged the situation in the Taiji Realm through the blow just now, and even if there was still strength left to cast a new attack, the Taiji Realm could no longer withstand this extreme outbreak process.

"It seems like you don't have any new tricks to play, it's boring. ”

Regarding Zhan Feihong's current weak appearance, Archangel Michael's sadistic expression was a little less funny, and he shook his hand and released a sword qi that slashed at Zhan Feihong's other arm.

Now Zhan Feihong can't even move hard, where can he dodge such a lightning blow, and the locked arm has been severely traumatized without accident!

"Mole ants are ants, even if they can jump up a few times, they can't jump very high. ”

Seeing Zhan Feihong sitting directly on the ground, Archangel Michael sighed in disdain, and the teasing expression on his face disappeared and was replaced by a killing intent as cold as frost.

"Die, you don't have to live. ”

The saber in his hand, which had been amplified by the relics of the Creation God, raised into the sky, and the three pairs of wings behind him gathered an incomparably powerful divine power, frantically pouring into the blade!

After waiting for the sword body to be infused with divine power, the archangel Michael mercilessly aimed this blow at Zhan Feihong and slashed upward!

In the face of such an incomparably powerful killing momentum, Zhan Feihong's eyes had a strong color of despair.

At this moment, a green light suddenly rose behind him, and then a loud chant reverberated above the platform again!

Then, Zhan Feihong felt an incomparably strong current of heat sweep over his body, and then his limbs and bones regained their vitality!

Even that Tai Chi Realm recovered at a super fast speed!

Feeling the changes in his body, he hurriedly grabbed the thunder drum, ran the Taiji Divine Thunder again, and poured into the Taiji territory!

Seeing that ferocious divine power coming down, Zhan Feihong couldn't care so much, when even the increased thunder cannon gushed out!

"Well, and ...... tricks?"

Seeing this scene, the archangel Michael couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then increased the output of the wings behind him!

As a result, Zhan Feihong's Tai Chi Divine Thunder, which finally broke out, was once again suppressed by Michael's reinforcements!

Seeing that the situation was so worrisome, Zhan Feihong had no choice but to continue to beat the thunder drum and continuously pour the thunder into his Tai Chi territory!

However, in this way, the endurance of the Taiji Realm was tested again, and signs of damage began to appear!

"Uh——!!"

After about two breaths, Zhan Feihong felt like a knife in his body, and his legs couldn't help but kneel down slowly!

However, just as he was about to lose his hold, the sound of the chant behind him suddenly rose a few scales!