"Teleport!"

Time is pressing, Feng Xingyun didn't have time to think about it at all, and directly began to release teleportation to send everyone out!

"Aunt Yan, you guys quickly use teleportation to take everyone away, Michael, Sage Xue, quickly take everyone away!"

Feng Xingyun shouted while using teleportation to send the people around him out.

With the joint efforts of Feng Xingyun and Yan Bingyan, plus the two saint-level martial artists of Archangel and Xue Fanghui, everyone finally escaped from under the fist of the Golden Saint!

It's just that Feng Xingyun at this time is not happy at all, and in this situation, they will not be able to escape from the pursuit of the Golden Saint at all, and sooner or later they will be caught up by the Golden Saint.

"Boom!"

The Golden Saint's fist slammed to the ground, and a wave of sand swept out like a tsunami in the wild sand splashing.

This wave of sand rushed through the location of a group of people in Fengxingyun, except for a few people who flew in the sky, everyone was thrown up, and then fell to pieces, fortunately, everyone was a warrior, and there was soft sand below, so there were not too many casualties, only a few people were slightly injured!

The aftermath of just one punch injured several people, and this is the reason why they are standing hundreds of meters away from the center of the fist, if they were closer, I am afraid that they will not be injured, and they will probably lose their lives!

"Everybody, get out of here!"

Because of the Silver Winged Pegasus, Feng Xingyun pulled the water and gently jumped on the back of the Silver Winged Pegasus at the last moment, dodging the impact of this sand wave, and hurriedly urged, at this time, he didn't have time to see if the Golden Saint had caught up, when the next punch would fall, all he could do was to take everyone out of here as quickly as possible, and escape for a while!

"Young Master, look!"

When Feng Xingyun was about to use teleportation to send everyone out again, the archangel suddenly pointed at the Golden Saint and shouted at Feng Xingyun!

Feng Xingyun turned his head and looked at the Golden Saint behind him, and immediately noticed that something was wrong, the Golden Saint's current movement speed seemed to be more than twice as slow as before, his fists were retracted, and his feet were raised and lowered, as if he was slowing down!

"Young Master, the Golden Saint can't master the elemental power, so he can't use the elemental power to get rid of your sluggish and magical effects at all."

The archangel said with some excitement, he knew very well what it meant!

"Hahaha, this time it's saved!"

Feng Xingyun let out a hearty laugh.

"Sage Xue, you take everyone away, gently, you also go with everyone, I'll stop this guy with Michael and Xiaoyin!"

Feng Xingyun immediately arranged, the golden saint's step by step was too big, even if he was slowed down and the law was slow, the speed was still much faster than everyone, he needed to drag this big guy with Michael!

"Brother Yun, be careful!"

Shui Qingru didn't refute, she knew exactly when to do something, but after jumping off the back of the Silverwing Pegasus, she told Feng Xingyun.

"Well, don't worry, I'll be fine, Xiaoyin, Michael, let's go, we'll meet this big guy!"

The slowness of the Golden Saint by the Great Slow Great, coupled with the blessing of the attack acceleration, with the speed of the Silver Winged Pegasus and the Archangel, there is no need to worry about being hit by the Golden Saint at all!

Wind Wandering rode the Silver Winged Pegasus, and together with the archangel, he turned back to greet the Golden Sage.

"Michael, up!"

Feng Xingyun pointed at the golden saint and asked the archangel to make a move, while he rode around the side on the silverwing Pegasus and was responsible for sweeping the formation.

Feng Xingyun's real power is magic, and his own strength is a fourth-level middle-level martial artist, even if he adds various blessings, at most he is barely comparable to a sixth-level martial artist, and in front of the golden saint, it is not enough to see at all!

"Holy Spirit blessed!"

"Bloodthirsty thaumaturgy!"

"God of Luck!"

"Protect the Stone Skin!"

"Body Protector Aegis!"

Feng Xingyun began to release auxiliary magic on the archangel who rushed towards the Golden Saint, because the Golden Saint did not have the damage of elemental power, so these auxiliary magics plus the previous attack acceleration were enough!

After blessing the archangel with the buff magic, Feng Xingyun began to unleash the negative magic on the Golden Saint.

"Weak and powerless!"

"Possessed by a curse!"

The two are all damage reduction magic, although these two magic spells are useless, for the Golden Saint's more than 10,000 damage, no matter how much the damage is reduced, if it really hits the archangel with one punch, it will definitely be a second kill!

After the two magic fell on the Golden Saint, the archangel finally flew to the Golden Saint's side, and Fengxingyun also flew to the Golden Saint's flank!

When he got close to the Golden Sage, Feng Xingyun found that the Golden Sage was far more huge than he estimated, and he and the archangel were about the same as two ants in front of the Golden Sage!

"Whew!"

Seeing Feng Xingyun and the archangel approaching, the golden saint bowed down, and his two palms slapped towards the archangel like a fly!

"Smack!"

The two palms collided together, making a crisp sound, but this sound that was usually just a clapping palm came out in the hand of the Golden Saint, and a thunder sounded in the sky, and the airflow formed by the palms hitting each other was similar to a twelve-level storm, and the wind clouds and silver-winged Pegasus not far away turned over several times in the sky in a row!

Fortunately, after the sluggishness of the Great and the Dharma, the movements of the Golden Saint were relatively slow, and the Archangel had already broken out of the attack range of the palm when the two palms struck each other, and as a saint-level martial artist, he was not an ordinary saint-level martial artist, and the airflow that could blow the wind and clouds and the Silver Winged Pegasus away had an extremely limited impact on the archangel!

"Kill!"

Dodging the attack of the Golden Saint's palm, the archangel finally approached the Golden Saint's calf, and the big sword in his hand stabbed fiercely towards the Golden Saint's calf!

"Whew!"

A sound of gold and iron sounded, and the long sword in the archangel's hand pierced into the leg of the golden saint, but the defense of the golden saint was too strong, and the archangel's long sword only pierced half of it, and it couldn't penetrate half a point again, with the huge body of the golden saint, this damage was estimated to be similar to pulling a leg hair from him!

"Roar!"

Although the damage was limited, but being stabbed by the archangel, the golden saint was still angry and slapped his palm on his leg!

"Michael, be careful!"

Feng Xingyun saw the movements of the Golden Sage, and reminded loudly that if the Golden Sage's palm was slapped, he was afraid that the archangel would be slapped into a ball of meat sauce, this was definitely not a joke!

There is no need to be reminded by Feng Xingyun, the archangel, who is a saint-level existence, has also discovered the attack of the Golden Saint, kicked his legs on the legs of the Golden Saint, and quickly dodged the attack of the Golden Saint while pulling out his long sword!

The golden saint who was hit by the sluggish Great and the Fa, his movements were still too slow, and he couldn't keep up with the speed of the archangel at all, long before his palm fell, the archangel had already left the attack range of his palm, even if this attack range was dozens of meters wide!

"Boom!"

The golden saint didn't hit the archangel with one palm, but slapped it on his leg, and for a while, the gold dust flew and splashed in all directions!

"Nima! Teleport! ”

Seeing the gold dust splashed around, Feng Xingyun cursed, and teleported to a kilometer away in an instant!

Those things that are gold dust to the Golden Saint are like pieces of grenade shrapnel to him, if he is hit, Feng Xingyun will definitely not be able to eat and walk around, and even his life will be in danger, and the aftermath of the Golden Saint's attack is not something he can resist!

As for the archangel, Feng Xingyun couldn't take care of the archangel at this time, but he believed that these things that were fatal to him should not be able to threaten the archangel, anyway, the archangel was also a saint-level existence, and it was not an ordinary saint-level.

In fact, it was similar to what Feng Xingyun thought, the archangel did not encounter any danger at all, and when Feng Xingyun looked back, he happened to see the archangel flying towards the thigh of the golden saint while dodging the attack of the gold dust!

"See-through eyes!"

Feng Xingyun didn't care about the archangel, what he could do had already been done, the rest was up to the archangel, what he needed to do now was to collect the information of the golden saint and see how much damage the archangel had done to the golden saint!

"54950/55000, it's only 50 damage, I know!"

Feng Xingyun shook his head, if it goes on like this, with the archangel he can't kill the golden man at all, and what's even worse is that the 50 points of damage, he doesn't know if it's the damage caused by the archangel, or the damage of the golden saint's palm!

No matter how you look at it, Feng Xingyun feels that the Golden Saint's own palm is far more damaging than the one with the archangel's stab!

When Feng Xingyun checked the blood volume of the Golden Saint, the archangel had already dodged the splash of gold dust, and at this time, he didn't care about anything else, and saw it with a sword again, and slashed towards the knee of the Golden Saint!

"Giggles!"

In the splash of firelight, a sound of metal rubbing came out, and the archangel's sword only cut a trace two fingers deep, of course, the two fingers deep here are the two fingers of the wind and clouds, not the two fingers of the golden saint.

"See-through eyes!"

Feng Xingyun released a perspective eye again, and then the expression on his face became quite strange!

"Nima, this doesn't let people live!"

Feng Xingyun scolded, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged into his heart!

In the investigation of the Eye of Perspective, the Golden Saint's HP not only did not decrease, but became more, from the original 54950/55000 to 54976/55000, the Archangel's sword, the damage caused was not as much as the amount of HP recovered by the Golden Saint, how could he fight!

Moreover, with the terrifying recovery speed of the Golden Saint, even if the Xue Saint came over and joined forces with the Archangel, the damage caused would not be as much as the amount of blood recovered by the Golden Saint!

"What a metamorphosis of Tamar!"

Feng Xingyun complained, isn't it a pervert? Up to 90% magic damage reduction, which is basically equivalent to immunity to magic attacks, in this way, the powerful elemental power attack possessed by the saint is basically a decoration, useless at all, and the direct physical damage is extremely limited!

At this time, Feng Xingyun really admired those saint-level martial artists back then, and they destroyed the golden saints without sacrificing anyone!

"Young Master, the Light of Destruction!"

The archangel shouted loudly at Fengxingyun while dodging the golden saint's slap again!

"Light of Destruction, yes, Light of Destruction!"

The reminder of the archangel made Feng Xingyun suddenly remember that there is also the magic of the light of destruction that reduces defense!

At this time, Feng Xingyun was not stingy with mana, and smashed several destructive lights on the Golden Saint in a row, until the Golden Saint's defense became zero!

"Let's see how you resist this time!"

He hadn't forgotten how miserable the turtle, which was known for its defensive power, died miserably after being hit by the light of destruction!

It stands to reason that Feng Xingyun should have remembered the powerful magic of the light of destruction for the first time, and now that he thinks about it, he is really sorry for the powerful effect of this magic!

However, this is not to blame, because he uses this magic very little in the game, and it does not have such a big effect as reality.

Secondly, Feng Xingyun had never encountered an enemy with such a strong single strength before, and the time he used the magic of Destruction Light was extremely limited, so much so that he almost forgot about this magic!

"Kill!"

After seeing several rays of destruction falling on the Golden Saint's body in a row, the archangel rushed and slashed his sword into the Golden Saint's thigh!

"Poof!"

As soon as the archangel's sword slashed by, it basically didn't have much hindrance, and a long blood mark was drawn on the golden saint's thigh, which was not a grade of damage from the previous sword at all!

Seeing that this sword did so much damage, Feng Xingyun hurriedly looked towards the Golden Saint, wanting to see how much damage this sword had caused!

“54869/55000！ More than a hundred damage, not bad! ”

The damage of this sword is more than a hundred, according to this damage, the archangel can kill the golden saint as long as he cuts out 500 swords, of course, this is only calculated according to the damage, not counting the regeneration of the golden saint, if it is counted, it is an unknown, because Feng Xingyun does not know for the time being, the regeneration ability of the golden saint is strong!

"Roar!"

The damage of this sword is not comparable to the damage of the previous sword, if you want to say that it was the same damage as pulling out the hair of the leg before, then the damage of this sword is a small cut, the damage is not too big, but it is really hurt, and it hurts!

Hurt by an ant-like existence like an archangel in front of it, it's no wonder that the golden saint is not angry!

It's a pity that even if the Golden Saint is angry again, it is useless, because it is still sluggish and slow by the wind and clouds, and it can't reach the archangel at all, on the contrary, the archangel with all kinds of buff magic blessings keeps drawing holes in the golden saint, constantly causing damage to it, making the golden saint roar again and again, but there is no way to take the archangel at all! (To be continued.) )