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At this moment, the blood-colored energy around the high priest, like the raging waves of the sea, suddenly emitted a dazzling and dazzling blood, and instantly swallowed the blue fire phoenix emitted by Ling'er. At the same time, a huge energy wolf claw appeared, slapping at Xiao Rong's golden spear fiercely.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the blue fire phoenix and the golden spear burst out at the same time, and the blood and wolf claws were also shattered by the powerful energy wave, dissipating without a trace, revealing the figure of the high priest.

Looking at the high priest again, he has changed his appearance, and has become a more suitable human form for battle.

Although the humanoid high priest is still tall, it is only similar to the mad battle after the madness, the head is still the lion's head, and the single horn on the head is still there, but the body has become a human form, except for a hard scale armor, the tiger tail is gone, and the wolf claws have also been transformed into hands and feet, but one hand has some minor injuries, and it is still dripping blood, which is the effect of Xiao Rong's shot.

"Yes, very good!" The high priest stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the blood on his hand, and said with a cruel smile: "I didn't expect you to force this seat to show its combat form so quickly, and you can actually cause a small amount of damage to this seat, it seems that this seat should be more serious!" ”

As he spoke, the high priest slapped forward with a palm, and as his palm slapped out, a huge blood-red palm condensed in the air, and slapped it towards the three of Wild Battle, Xiao Rong and Yu Ling'er, who were facing him head-on. Faced with the blood-colored palms falling from the sky, the three of them made different responses.

Fighting with a roar of rage, he swung his knife with his backhand. The broadsword slashed up from the bottom up. The snow-bright sword slashed towards the blood-colored giant palm in the air.

Xiao Rong's figure is half-turned, and he carries it with a belt. With his strapping arm, he slammed the Breathing Spear up and smashed it hard; Yu Ling'er did not directly attack the blood-colored giant palm, the Vermilion Bird Sword waved, and the continuous fire shadow spread upward, as if covering the golden spear with a layer of red veil.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, although the blood-colored giant palm smashed the sword of the frenzied battle, it was also smashed by Xiao Rong's golden spear, turning into a sky of blood-colored energy.

The tremendous force of the shock caused the furious battle to retreat again and again. Xiao Rong and Yu Ling'er's figures also paused, but the three of them had a doubt at the same time: This blow in the human form of the high priest doesn't seem to be stronger than the attack just now? Then what is his so-called combat state......

At this moment, the figure of the high priest flashed, suddenly crossed the three of them, appeared in front of the arhat behind him, and raised his hand to pat the arhat's head. As a result, all the sword moves that Nangong Yi and Dongfang Xu made against him suddenly fell into the air.

It turned out that the high priest actually had the idea of pinching the soft persimmon and picked the weakest Arhat first. Every time they get rid of someone, Xiao Rong's overall combat strength will drop by one level, and in this way, from weak to strong, it will be much easier for him to fight.

The high priest suddenly appeared and attacked the Arhat. The wind blade on the side, who had not yet made a move, was shocked, and with a wave of one hand, an almost condensed half-moon-shaped cyan wind whirlwind appeared out of thin air. Whirling and swirling towards the High Priest.

Luo Han also knew in his heart that he was definitely no match for the High Priest. However, he didn't mean to retreat at all, but instead held the Vajra Demon Suppression Pestle with one hand. Throwing himself into the high priest's chest with all his might. At this time, you can't dodge, since that's the case, it's better to fight directly, as long as you can block him, Xiao Rong and the others will naturally rush over.

The high priest was slightly stunned when he saw this, obviously he didn't expect that the two people who were the weakest in his opinion not only did not flee in this situation, but even dared to take the initiative to attack themselves, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart: It seems that they still don't clearly realize how powerful they are!

The palm that slapped at the arhat swept away, and an extremely strong wind swung out, and the cyan wind whirlwind emitted by the wind blade instantly flew out, and then turned into a fist, and slammed into the fist of the arhat holding the vajra demon pestle.

Since this little monk wants to work hard, let him see his own strength, so that he can know how inadequate he is! The high priest thought proudly in his heart: In the face of absolute power, you are not even qualified to fight hard!

But just as the fists of the two were getting closer and closer, they saw that Luo Han suddenly shook his wrist, and the Vajra Demon Descending Pestle in his hand suddenly came out of his hand and shot straight to the throat of the high priest.

"Hmph, carving insect skills!" In the face of this sudden blow, the high priest just snorted lightly, and the punch that slammed towards the arhat was blocked, and the Vajra Demon Pestle was instantly bounced out. Then the high priest turned his fist into a palm again, and actually grabbed Luohan's fist.

Immediately after, I saw that on the palm of the high priest's hand, a blood-red energy rose up like a flame, instantly enveloping Arhat's fist.

"Ahh Luo Han couldn't help but snort miserably. He naturally knew that he could not be the opponent of the high priest, and the reason why he was desperate was to rely on this trick to plot against the high priest, even if he couldn't kill him, he would seriously injure him.

Unexpectedly, the high priest only changed his palm twice, and he easily broke his attack plot, and the flame-like blood-colored energy coming out of his palm was actually corroding the energy and flesh of his fist.

When the blood-colored flames wrapped around Luohan's fist, Luohan suddenly felt as if his fist had been thrown into a churning pool of sulfuric acid, and the flesh and energy were rapidly dissolving.

In just a short moment, Luohan's fist was already full of holes, and in some places there were already white bones exposed, and the huge pain was simply unbearable.

"Rohan!" Hearing Luo Han's painful cry, Wind Blade was horrified in his heart, and he couldn't care about anything else, so he jumped up and threw himself directly at the high priest.

At the same time, the tall figure of Furious Battle also appeared behind the High Priest, and the big sword slashed at the High Priest.

Luohan and Fengjian were already behind the three of Furious Battle, Xiao Rong, and Yu Ling'er, and the high priest crossed the three to attack Luohan, but it was only a short time of one or two breaths, and the others were simply beyond the reach of the whip.

On the contrary, he was shocked by the high priest and retreated again and again, but because of the retreat, he was the first to arrive, and he didn't want to think about it at the moment, so he slashed and surrounded Wei to save Zhao.

The high priest was about to kill Luo Han, but unexpectedly, a cold chill suddenly came from behind him, and he couldn't help but tremble, and the palm that grabbed Luo Han's fist was released, and he slapped it on Luo Han's chest with a forward palm, slapping it out heavily. Then he flashed forward, and avoided the fatal slash.

At this time, the figure of the wind blade had already pounced, but the high priest didn't look at it, and with a wave of his hand, a blood-colored palm rose to the sky and slapped towards the wind blade. The wind blade poured all his might, the thin willow sword stabbed out again and again, and countless wind whirlwinds also bombarded wildly, finally shattering the blood-colored palm, but the huge anti-shock force still shook him out. (To be continued......)