The Mermaid Ancestor Shield Skin obviously didn't know that Xia Qiu had been able to see him.

When he tried to reach out the empty tentacle to sneak up on her, she rose into the air, using his outstretched tentacle as a springboard, and flipped her head in front of the tentacle on the other side of him in the bounce, and the plum blade in her hand slashed down.

A hole was cut in the tentacles of the shield skin, and Ling Yu also took the opportunity to break free, sat on the ground and gasped and said, "If it is a little later, I am afraid that I will be strangled to death by this monster!" ”

Some black liquid gushed out of the wound on the tentacle of the shield, and after only a few grunts, his wound healed automatically, and he shouted in shock: "Can a mere human see me?" ”

Although Xia Qiu's soul separation ability has a much higher success rate than before, it still often fails, just like the last time she was looking for the crack leading to the Black Fire Purgatory in the Yongchuan Forest, she took a lot of effort to do it again.

So at this moment, Ling Yu, who was sitting on the ground, was still a little incredulous, looked at her and asked, "What?" Can you see him? ”

Xia Qiu nodded.

"Tell me what he looks like?" Ling Yu crooked his mouth and smiled evilly, and suddenly jumped up from the ground.

Xia Qiu retold the appearance of the shield skin to Ling Yu, and Ling Yu actually began to laugh when he heard it, and then looked at the air Xia Qiu and said sarcastically: "I didn't expect the ancestor of the mermaid clan to look so ugly, it's really the most ridiculous joke I've heard recently!" ”

Angered by his contempt, Shieldskin had always considered himself extremely beautiful and noble as an ancient creature created by the Tenjin Qiansu at the beginning of the formation of the Demon Realm. His body structure is extremely special, he can use his own mucus to heal ordinary wounds, and his secret weapon is far more than that.

He stabbed at the spirit feather that had just mocked him with one of his recovered tentacles, and Xia Qiu roared when he saw the situation: "Get out of the way!"

Lingyu dodged to the side as she prompted, only to dodge the blow from the shield.

And the shield skin immediately turned around and attacked Xia Qiu, when he stabbed it with his left tentacle, Xia Qiu avoided it sideways, but then he continued to attack with his right tentacle, Xia Qiu had to resist with a plum blade, but was thrown to the side by the power brought by the huge tentacle, hit the rock wall of the cave hard, and then fell to the ground.

"Are you alright?" Ling Yu jumped over and asked, although he couldn't see the enemy's appearance, he still protected her in front of her.

"Hmm!" Xia Qiu replied, and the pain in her back made her frown.

Ling Yu suddenly crossed his arms in front of his chest, his arms facing inward, and only from behind could he see several colorful feather darts in his hands.

He whispered to Xia Qiu behind him: "When he attacks, you will command me to release the feather darts, and with them on him, I will be able to capture his position." ”

Unlike normal darts, his feather darts will give birth to barbs when they penetrate the flesh, and when he shoots continuously, the darts will automatically shoot in a vertical line towards the enemy, and after the enemy is hit, their barbs will also connect to the enemy's flesh, and if you try to pull it out, it will cause a whole wound.

But for this, Ling Yu must be blessed.

If he stood still, according to his calculations, there was a good chance that the shield would attack him head-on, but it was not ruled out that there would be other possibilities. Although Xia Qiu's soul separation ability is his "eye", there is a time difference between her command and his movements, and it is still unknown whether she can succeed.

Shield looked at Ling Yu who was standing in place with his hands crossed in front of his chest and was a little confused, this young man obviously couldn't see himself, even if he had the girl behind him to command, but his confident appearance still made him unhappy. If it weren't for them, he would have completely taken possession of Heron Yin's skin, and now he had to waste precious rebirth time with these two stinking teenagers.

He decided to make a big deal to let the two teenagers understand what it means to be self-defeating, and to provoke him who is of a different rank from them, and the two of them are killing themselves, so he has no reason to be polite to them. He flicked the two fishtails under him vigorously, and rushed towards the spirit feather head-on, and the ink-colored demonic power cyclone brought a gust of wind and waves.

"Put!"

With Xia Qiu's voice, Ling Yu flew out all the colorful feather darts in his hand.

And then before he could react to what was going on, he was rushed out by the demonic power of the shield skin. He nearly lost his instincts the moment he hit the wall, but he knew he had to stay awake or his efforts would be undone.

Instead of falling to the ground, he waved his wings and flew into the air, and as the wings moved, he clearly felt that his left wing was injured, so that he would always unconsciously turn to one side when flying. He looked around and saw a row of colored feather darts floating in the air, and he breathed a sigh of relief that his plan had succeeded.

There was a low moan of shield skins in the air.

"Those feather darts are shooting in his right shoulder and chest, and he's trying to pull them down!" Xia Qiu reminds the spirit feather in the air.

"Hmph, I won't give him such a chance!"

Lingyu responded, and transformed his countless strips of silk from his sleeve, and threw them towards the shield skin, the top of the silk immediately twisted into a cone, and the shield skin had to temporarily give up pulling the feather dart on his body, but dodged to the side.

With the guidance of the feather dart, Spirit Feather can easily capture the position of the shield skin, and it is no longer fair to dodge a battle based on feeling. Because of this, he came to his senses, put aside the physical pain for a while, and began to release his colorful demonic power cyclone. Xia Qiu had also recovered and flew to his side, raising the plum blade in his hand to prepare to compete with the shield again.

Outside, Ouyang Xiaoleng, the battle between the two thousand horsemen and Yaksha has also become white-hot.

This time, because the life of the Amber Dragon King and Qingyun's Strange Array were closely linked, the two teenagers also became surprisingly tacit.

Qianqi was willing to cover Ouyang Xiaoleng with his Divine Dragon Fire Bow, and then he would attack Yaksha. Every time Yaksha just cast a spell with his staff to conjure up a monster, he would be shot through by Qianqi's bow and arrow, and he didn't know if it was his psychological effect, but with the seamless cooperation of another young man, he felt that Ouyang Xiaoleng's swordsmanship was much more subtle than before.

After a few rounds of fighting, it was he who messed up first. He knew that he was too underestimated to choose to go head-to-head with them, and now it seemed that he had to change his tactics.

His gray-white demonic power cyclone spread like a mist, and he fought and retreated, leading the two teenagers into the mist. The two of them had just sweated profusely from the fierce battle, and as soon as they entered the cold and damp mist, they felt extremely uncomfortable, and they couldn't help but shiver, and their hands and feet were a little disobedient.

As soon as Ouyang Xiaoleng waved his sword to split the mist in front of him, he saw Yasha's spear poking towards him, and he hurriedly flashed to the side with a divine ice block.

As soon as Qianqi on the side put away the Shenlong Fire Bow, and was about to use the hydrator to conjure a sword, he was suddenly tied to his waist by a translucent rope, and the rope instantly changed into a big snake and forcefully brought him into the air, the big snake spit out the letter in the mouth of a few centimeters in front of him, and he hurriedly reached out to grab the snake's head.

"The Wind Moves the Leaf Dance!"

Before he could catch the big snake, Ouyang Xiaoleng's voice came from below.

Several clouds of flames like red maple leaves flew towards this direction, scattering the serpent that Yaksha had conjured up with his staff, and the Thousand Riders fell to the ground with him.

He stood up and rubbed his ass and complained, "Hey, can you give me some hints?" ”

"How can I have that time?!" Ouyang Xiaoleng glanced at him and said coldly, it was still his usual arrogant appearance.

"You're still a general under Qingyun, and you don't even dare to fight head-to-head? What kind of hero is hiding and playing yin! Senki shouted at the mist in front of him.

Yaksha knew that he was trying to hook him to make a noise to determine his position, so he ignored him at all, and instead secretly prepared to launch the next onslaught.

The sword with the hydrator in the thousand riders took shape instantly, and Yaksha didn't know that the sword of the thousand riders had the effect of absorbing the surrounding liquid, in fact, even Ouyang Xiaoleng didn't know that he still had a hand. The more liquid he absorbs, the more powerful the sword he conjures up.

After only a short while, the mist-like demonic power cyclone around Qianqi had almost been absorbed by this sword, and the sword in his hand was much bigger than just now. When Yaksha saw it, he knew that he couldn't delay any longer, otherwise his power would be used by him.

He suddenly threw the shield in his hand sideways at the Thousand Horsemen, and as the shield spun in the air, sharp jagged teeth grew around it. Qianqi hurriedly bounced it away with the sword in his hand, but it flew quickly after a moment in the air, and Qianqi was caught off guard by the serration that injured his right arm. In addition to the severe pain, he could clearly feel a strange tingling in the wound, and it turned out that Yaksha had applied poison to the serrations of the shield.

Although that poison could not kill Qianqi, who was the son of the Dragon King, it would still cause him to hallucinate in a short period of time. For a moment, Qianqi felt that the world in his eyes had become a kaleidoscope, colorful and constantly spinning, and an indescribable pleasure spread through his brain, making him laugh wildly.

"Thousand Riders! Don't be dominated by illusions! Ouyang Xiaoleng shouted at him.

But to him, his voice sounded so far away, as if it were coming from the water, and he felt like he was in the depths of the ocean. The brilliant colors gradually changed to a deep and intense blue, and he felt extremely relaxed when he was soaked in the sea, and the fish swimming in front of him were like hypnotic pendulums, causing his eyelids to fight and his brain to become sluggish.

Ouyang Xiaoleng saw Qianqi fall down on his back, and the moment he landed, the sword in his hand also re-transformed into liquid, causing water to splash.

For the time being, only the duel between him and Yaksha was left, and the shield of Yaksha in the mist flew towards him again, and he blocked it with divine ice and quickly jumped to a high place, and sure enough, the shield turned back towards the position he was just in, and if he hadn't dodged in time, he would have been injured by it.

The shield returned to Yaksha's hand before it hit him, and the moment it reached his hand, the sawtooth was also put away, and he threw it towards Ouyang Xiaoleng again without hesitation, and the sawtooth opened again.

Ouyang Xiaoleng had to dodge repeatedly, and he found that every time he tried to shoot it down, he couldn't succeed, so he thought about it in his heart, and then he had some ideas.

He remembered that he had seen the shadow of Taijiquan in the sword technique of Xia Qiu, and the Taijiquan created by human beings emphasized lightness and softness, continuous, and gravity without gravity. One of the moves is to grab the tail of the finch on the right, and rotate the arm in an arc, as if the whole body follows up and down, with the waist as the axis, and then converts the opponent's strength and then counterattacks back.