However, this little time is enough for Li Xuantong to mobilize strength.

A huge hammer with a thunderous light appeared in Li Xuantong's hand, and with a single hammer, it blocked the attack of the dragon mark of the divine dragon and the cold shadow of the sleeping shadow.

Of course, the power of a holy rank and a divine dragon is so easy to be low-grade, so soon he was slapped into a persimmon with great neatness, and blood came out of the seven orifices.

"Holy Order!" Duan Lang and Yin Nong let out an exclamation at the same time, but the surprise of the previous voice was full of fear, while the latter was surprised and delighted.

Duan Lang didn't have much time to exclaim, because the rabbit's sword-wielding idol had already aimed at it, and he slashed it down with a single sword.

In fact, with the huge shape of the sword-wielding statue, this sword almost encompassed all the people around it.

However, the rabbit is more able to recognize its own strength, and it will never be strong in things that are not good.

If it wants to deal with such a holy rank, then there is nothing to say, but if you add Mo Qing, Lu Fei, and Yan Ruyu, it will be dead, and it is impossible to complete this task with another giant stone statue.

Therefore, the murderous aura of the rabbit was thrown directly at Duan Lang.

At the same time, Yan Ruyu and Mo Qing also ran into their own enemies.

On Mo Qing, it was the seven cylinders that transformed into the ancient fireworks beast, and the huge body was like a mountain of meat, highlighting Mo Qing extremely petite.

And Yan Ruyu fell into a bitter battle again, Nuomi's cooperation with Xu Muzhou and Qian Yuling made her almost scream, it was simply miserable.

"Ah, little lady, when the old lady asks for today, the old lady must kill you......"

"Ah, the old lady's breasts...... You wait for the old lady, ah, the old lady must tear you alive, she must scrape you alive......"

No one would have expected that such a battle would actually be a holy order being swept all over the sky.

Listening to Yan Ruyu, a saint-level powerhouse, let out a scream similar to killing a chicken, all the people next to him felt a chill in their hearts and wanted to hit the wall.

Is this still a Holy Order powerhouse? Is that the Holy Rank powerhouse is too weak? Or are these people too powerful?

No one answered, and everyone was shocked that the battle between these Holy Orders went.

Nightscale endured the great pain on his shoulder, held a silver spear, and killed Lu Fei, who was shocked by the powerful combat power of the people of Hanshilin.

The people of Poetic Heavenly City are indeed very powerful, from Mo Qing to those silver-armored warriors, each of them is a well-known hero.

But this Lu Fei was obviously a different person, and when he saw Night Scales shooting him, Lu Fei's face changed in fright.

"You, don't come here, help, who will save me......"

Mo Qing, who was fighting against the Seven Cylinders, heard Lu Fei's call, picked up the purple spear tip, picked out more than a dozen bright spear flowers in mid-air, and was about to fly back to rescue Lu Fei on tiptoe.

But at this time, how could the seven cylinders let her go.

The huge body violently changed back into a golden human body, and with a wave of his hand, two large balls of Liuyan flew towards Mo Qing, and the Liuyan was ten meters long, like two pillars of fire, violently intercepting Mo Qing's retreat.

Mo Qingjiao shouted twice, and tried to break through the blockade of the seven cylinders.

But in the face of the seven cylinders, which are not weaker than her strength, this idea is obviously unrealistic.

Although the Seven Cylinders that had changed back into a human form had weakened in power, the speed of individual combat was much more agile than just now, forcing Mo Qing to retreat again and again.