Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Tragic Battle III
In an instant, the Emperor Flame bloodline on Yang Wei's body burst out, the golden flame burned, the soul power bloomed, Yang Wei roared angrily, the bow and arrow opened, and the three arrows burst out, instantly attacking, this bow is simple and natural, it was greedy from Lin Shu before. Xu Xiaofeng's eyebrows were slightly crow, and the luster of the soul power of the Flame Venerable Body was sprinkled, and she seemed to be covered with a layer of flame armor.
"Bang!" The powerful oppressive force stabbed on the flame armor, which actually shook Xu Xiaofeng's body back, and Lin Shu's body was suspended in the air, as if something was brewing. In Lin Shu's body, he is frantically condensing soul power, and now his soul sea has been covered by the ancient tree of the green spirit, and it is solidifying the aura of heaven and earth all the time.
Now that his appearance seems to have withered in his soul power, a terrifying storm is actually brewing. There was no way for him to condense the fourth-order Dao pattern against the enemy in a short period of time, but if he blasted out an endless third-order divine element in an instant, the power that burst out at that moment was definitely enough for Xiaofeng to drink a pot, although this was a battle method of killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred, it was too terrifying to consume soul power in the soul sea.
However, now, he only has to fight, soul power, which is his advantage, and the soul power cultivated by the green spirit in the soul sea is also his advantage. "Poof, poof, poof......"
One arrow after another fell wildly on Xu Xiaofeng's body, as if endless, at such a close distance, it was difficult for her to accurately block the instantaneous arrows, especially the arrows that changed direction, Yang Wei, the arrows he shot used powerful intentions to control the change of direction at the last moment. In just a short moment, Xu Xiaofeng's face turned red with anger, and his face seemed to be able to drip blood, and he only felt a strange feeling coming from his chest.
The arrows controlled by Yang Wei were constantly attacking towards her peak, and although she was defended by the flame armor, such an attack made her crazy. Lin Shu felt embarrassed in his heart when he saw the attack of the arrow, this dead fat man was really talented, and he wanted to make the beautiful woman in front of him angry to death. However, Xu Xiaofeng's flame armor must also be a magical power, otherwise, with the peak cultivation of the fat man's soul realm, coupled with the powerful archery power, how could he not penetrate the ordinary soul power armor.
The light of soul power flowing above the flame armor became more and more intense, and the luster of soul power continued to pour down, Xu Xiaofeng's temperament seemed to be detached, only to see her long hair flying, and her steps leaped forward, and the flame will seemed to burn Lin Shu's body away. Lin Shu was still brewing, his soul power surging, and the speed visible to the naked eye was recovering the wound.
The other hand pointed out again, the soul power rushed into the Kunpeng phantom in the void, and the Kunpeng phantom was more powerful and suppressed down, frantically suppressing Xu Xiaofeng's outburst. "Little wind. At this moment, a streamer shot from behind Xu Xiaofeng, and this figure instantly descended and grabbed the palm of his hand, and the terrifying Lu family's palm print grabbed Lin Shu. "Lu Chuan. Lin Shu's expression sank, and his body exploded, but the terrifying palm print still swept on his body, and with a loud bang, Lin Shu spit out a mouthful of blood and was shocked and flew out.
"Look for death. Lu Chuan's eyes were like electricity, and the Lu family's palm print pounced on Yang Wei again, and the arrow roared angrily, but it was directly shattered under the Lu family's palm print, and a loud rumbling sound came out, and Yang Wei's body was shocked and flew out.