Wan Zilong in front of him put on a posture of courage that was not appropriate, and the golden spear he held in both hands pointed at the fake Yan Feng who was close at hand. Golden flames of light erupted from the tip of his spear, and the coercion faintly distorted the air, making it look extremely powerful.

"Is it a magic weapon to become stronger by devouring demonic power crystals, if it's just like this, it's definitely not enough!" said Yan Feng, and the thunder and soul in his left and right hands hit Wan Zilong at the same time. And Wan Zilong's shoulders moved, he shook his wrist and took out the gun, and he stepped forward head-on!

At the same time, the golden flame fluttering at the tip of the spear exploded as the spear moved, and then turned into a spiral flame, which rewound around the sharp spear head, making the head of the golden spear look like a spiral spear head. The change ended in an instant, and the spiral-shaped golden flame spear tip also collided with soul power and thunder at this time!

"Boom!" The different spiritual powers collided together, and immediately exploded, emitting an earth-shattering vibration. The thick smoke instantly enveloped the two of them, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was constantly coming out of the smoke. Ping Pong, more than 10 sounds per second!

Wow - a circle of tobacco wrapped around a person's back, and a person was the first to retreat from the smoke. The tip of the Golden Flame Spiral stabbed out of the smoke and went straight to the man's left eye.

Fake Yan Feng raised his right hand, and the materialized soul power turned into a sturdy gauntlet, barely blocking the golden spiral spear, but the light flame from the tip of the spear still grazed the side of Fake Yan Feng's cheek, leaving a slender scar under his left eye.

A powerful wind pressure suddenly exploded, blowing away all the smoke around him, and the golden spiral spear split into ten, almost simultaneously attacking the head, torso, and limbs of the fake Yan Feng. Fake Yan Feng only had two hands, and the thunderbolt gauntlet and the soul power gauntlet were exchanged to block, but there were still six small holes in the whole body at one time, and they were all near the key points of the joints.

Wan Zilong's gun speed was too fast, and Yan Feng couldn't parry, if it weren't for the fact that his body was cast by the soul of a sea beast, he would have bled and been seriously injured if he had been replaced by ordinary people.

Fake Yan Feng's face finally changed, he found that he still underestimated Wan Zilong, and it was a wrong decision to choose him as the first person to defeat head-on! That Wan Zilong's eyes were dark and sharp, like an invisible night blade in the night, and when it really pierced out, it would make the victim taste the fear of impending death.

Fake Yan Feng retreated a few meters, swinging out twenty sea beast souls that accelerated to turn red with his right hand, and threw out two thick thunder and lightning chains with his left hand. At the same time, the two pairs of thunder wings behind him shook violently, ready to escape again.

"Do you think you can stop me here?" Wan Zilong sneered, but he didn't move, his body stayed in place, and he didn't speed up to catch up with the fake Yan Feng who was pulling away. In the next second, he pulled his legs apart, arched his back slightly, and tightly grasped the body of the spear with his right hand, pulling the gun behind him!

This is - the throwing pose!

"Chase!" Wan Zilong roared, the air seemed to be bursting with thunder, and a golden phantom appeared all over his body, and the light and shadow were almost five times as large as himself. After this moment-like manifestation of the Dharma, the power of Wan Zilong's whole body flowed from his heels to his waist, then to his shoulders, and finally to his arms, and his eyes burst out with dazzling golden light, like a vision produced by the condensation of spiritual power to the extreme.

Spin step, spin body, whirl arm, throw!

This is a thunderbolt, this is a soul-chasing shot! The pure golden light spear turned into a meteor in the air, twisting out an astonishing power and energy, tearing through all the soul power explosion fog and thunder chains that blocked him in front of him, and appeared in front of the fake Yan Feng's eyebrows.

Boom! A thick thunderbolt like a big python instantly moved away from the front of the golden light gun, crossed a distance of 100 meters, and appeared on the other side.

When Wan Zilong threw a shot and was about to hit the fake Yan Feng, the fake Yan Feng's divine thunder was also used in an instant. The golden meteor pierced the location where Yan Feng was originally located and hit the air.

"Tsk!" Wan Zilong saw that he had missed, so he scattered his posture and pinched his hands to control the spear. The light wrapped in the golden meteor slowly dissipated, and the spear, which flew four or five hundred meters away, received the call of the incoming autonomous, and turned a huge turn and returned.

But this is three or four breaths later, when the fake Yan Feng came out of the thunder python, his eyes were dyed with a real fear, his eyebrows were cold, and he was extremely afraid of being almost pierced through the eyebrows by the spear.

If he hadn't prepared the Divine Thunder Moment before Wan Zilong was ready to throw the gun, I'm afraid he would have been pierced by now. You must know that even if he is a soul body composed of sea beast souls that can be infinitely regenerated, the consequence of having his head broken is that his body stays in place and waits for death before the head recovers.

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Chen Xiu's heart moved, and in the current environment, he immediately understood why Zhao Qi was thinking so much: "Are you saying that Kong Yizhu may use despicable tricks when he can't defeat Master Su......?"

And the formation of the ship's defensive shield is still paralyzed.

"There's no time, evacuate the people on the deck!, just in case!" Zhao Qi's expression was very grim.

......

Although it was a possibility that he guessed when the spirit trick was opened, the result was really as Zhao Qi expected. The two of them quickly shouted people to leave the deck, as "Su-sama guards". And when the power of the heavenly thunder hung overhead, most of the crew had no objection at all, and for the sake of their lives, they all listened to the words of the two and ran to the cabin. The captain of the semicolon also agreed with the two men's concept of crisis and issued an order to evacuate the crew on deck.

And when the evacuation progress was about to reach seven or eighty percent, the thunder fell, and it really hit the top of the Luowang! But fortunately, with the foresight of Zhao Qi and Chen Xiu, and the cooperation of the captain and everyone, everyone basically escaped. Among the crew members who did not have time to escape the thunder, there were all dead and wounded, but compared to the fact that all the crew suffered, it was much better.

And when the smoke was rising, Zhao Qi and Chen Xiu walked onto the deck as observers. However, it was difficult to see the outside world due to the thick smoke, but they ran over after noticing the movement and the very soft talk. At this time, Wan Zilong had already left.

"Oops, Master Su's injuries are extremely serious, we need to carry him down quickly and be treated by the ship's doctor. Zhao Qidao, he and Chen Xiu lifted Su Hao's upper body, and the other lifted Su Hao's lower body, moving to the cabin.

"By the way, did you hear me clearly, I think I heard someone talking to himself. Chen Xiu asked.

"It should be the one who put Master Su down, but I don't have time to worry about this now, let's get down to business first. ”

"Hmm. ”

......

In the outside world, it was originally a three-on-one battle, but now Wan Zilong has also joined and become four-on-one.

Fake Yan Feng felt as if there were ants crawling in his heart, he glanced at the dead people surrounding him, and sneered.

"Do you think you can defeat me with outnumbering tactics?"

"Empty Yizhu is just bluffing, Su Yiyun has been fighting with him for a long time, and the four of us will definitely be able to defeat him!" Mo Jinghong shouted, stabilizing the army's heart first.

"Hmph, Young Master Mo is so confident, but what if I say that I have absorbed half of Su Yiyun's ability?"

"Then you can use it! Again, the four of us won't lose!" Mo Jinghong said.

Mo Shanhe nodded, Yan Ze and Wan Zilong both stared at the fake Yan Feng tightly, and there was no wavering in their eyes.

Fake Yan Feng is still the same on the surface, but he is empty in his heart. Because what he said just now was all a lie, he actually hadn't absorbed Su Yiyun's ability yet, Yan Ze arrived and stopped him.

"If I hit Su Yiyun hard and don't explain to him the reason for his failure, those times will be ...... Even two more seconds doesn't make a difference. Yan Feng's cultivation and divine sense I absorbed for nearly a minute, Su Yiyun's ability is so powerful, it also takes enough time, only Qiu Ling's eyes are special, and he himself has no ability to resist to get it instantly. At this time, we must not regret it, let alone waver. I can win!" Fake Yan Feng told himself in his heart.

At the same time, the four of them made eye contact, and suddenly they were in trouble together!

Yan Ze's physical strength was the strongest, and the moment he stepped into the air, he burst out with an extremely strong speed, and rushed in front of the fake Yan Feng in the blink of an eye. Fake Yan Feng learned the lesson of the previous thunder and lightning being split by Yan Ze's bare hands, this time he directly threw his sleeves and waved out more than twenty hideous sea beast souls, all biting Yan Ze who was attacking.

"Explosion!" His eyes were fierce, half of the sea beast souls instantly turned red and exploded, Yan Ze hurriedly stopped his body and retreated, while the remaining sea beast souls swarmed up and tore Yan Ze's waving arm.

"The soul can overcome the body, no problem. "Fake Yan Feng's heart is settled, and Edgeworth's Mo Jinghong and Mo Shanhe have arrived.

"One person's shield can bounce thunder and lightning, then ......" Fake Yan Feng suddenly appeared behind the thunder light wing, he was no longer burdened by Su Hao, and the speed he used was naturally in full force. I saw that he instantly turned into a clear gorgeous thunderbolt, rushed out of the place where he was outflanked by Mo Shanhe and Mo Jinghong, and took the initiative to rush towards Wan Zilong, who was raising his gun.

"Aren't you very yin, come!" Fake Yan Feng snorted violently, using his soul power to shake, who knew that Wan Zilong's pupils were full of light, as if he had sent out an extremely strong resistance force, which was equal to the soul power shock. Fake Yan Feng secretly marveled at Wan Zilong's goodness, so he left * thunder, right hand entanglement of the soul, and his eyes turned into three pupils to see through Wan Zilong's meridian energy distribution, and attacked.

And Wan Zilong's hand speed was extremely fast, and he took out a bright yellow demonic power crystal from the mustard seed bag without a shadow, and slammed it on the head of the spear.

I don't know what the spear head is made of, but I know that the demonic power crystals with a certain hardness instantly burst into countless yellow fragments, and all the energy contained in it automatically wrapped around the spear's spear head, and it seems that the spear has its own powerful attraction. And after a breath, when the fake Yan Feng attack reached Wan Zilong's face, Wan Zilong's spear tip had already emitted a scorching yellow light, and the bright yellow color extended from the head of the spear to the tail of the spear, which looked like a golden spear with brilliant flames!

At the same time, a blatant supreme royal aura suddenly appeared.