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The four Xinlan teams that lost their command were a little chaotic, but their combat effectiveness did not weaken much, and the aura released by so many warriors at the same time was unimaginably powerful.

Boom!

The protective light shield of the Xiaoyao Boat was broken in an instant, and Wei Feng hurriedly took it back into the storage ring, fortunately, the cultivation of Zhou Fatong and the others had reached a certain level, and the air combat would not be affected.

The Divine King Shield was prompted by Zhou Fatong, directly blocking the qi released by a team, and the black giant mountain slammed down from above, and a group of warriors fell down with a miserable scream.

The Wind Rider raised its head proudly, let out a roar that shook the sky, and the fierce wind swept towards the Xinlan army, and the Red Flame Bird, which was also able to stealth, took this opportunity to spit out a large area of hot magma flames.

Under the fierce wind and flames, I don't know how many Xinlan third-level martial artists were burned to the ground, and the cries of pain came and went.

Meng Yao's left hand thunder crystal, right hand thunder knife, one after another powerful thunder and lightning, intensively attacked the front, and the formation of the Xinlan army in front of the direct attack was disrupted, and it was difficult to jointly attack.

Dongfang Yu simply sat on top of the blue-horned rhinoceros, and the crescent knife drew several rays of light and shadow, stubbornly blocking waves of onslaught.

Gu Ting was also in charge, unfolding the mountains and rivers, the effect was very significant, the giant mountain appeared in the air, so that the Xinlan warriors were all shocked, and then the torrent rushed down, I don't know how many people were drowned in the water.

The flying deer came to help, and a strange music sound came out of his mouth, disturbing the minds of the Xinlan warriors and making Gu Ting more handy.

The Flying Cloud Eagle also entered the battle, its body moved extremely fast, appearing and disappearing, and when the sharp beak fell, it would lift off a piece of bloody flesh of the Xinlan warrior, and it never missed.

Zhou Fatong, Gu Ting, Dongfang Yu and Meng Yao, with the help of the spirit beast, each held one side, and at the critical moment, the white-ridged sea eagle did not escape and joined the battle with the cloud eagle.

The Xinlan warriors also have domesticated demon beasts, but the strange noise of the flying deer interferes with them, so they can't move forward at all.

Wei Feng spread his wings and quickly shuttled among the Xinlan warriors, the Rushing Eye, the Starlight Sword, and the pillar of fire shot out by the wings, all of which were deadly.

There are enemies all around, Wei Feng has already killed red eyes, he will kill when he encounters them, he will cut them when he meets people, blood droplets are like rain, and they are falling one after another, and at this moment, looking into the air from below, it is already a red color.

The strong enemy is in front, but the Xinlan warriors have no intention of retreating, as long as they insist, there will be a moment of reversal.

Either you die, or I live, Wei Feng also released the incinerator to attack those powerful Xinlan fourth-level martial artists, and the targets of his hunting were precisely these strong men.

The Xinlan warriors never thought that the attack power of this team was so powerful, and the leader shouted loudly, no one would back down, no matter what, they would kill these people.

With a wail, the white-ridged sea eagle was hit by several third-level Xinlan warriors who jointly threw a scimitar, several wounds appeared on its wings, and its feathers fell from the air.

Sou!

Wei Feng hurried over, and the Starlight Sword swung out a piece of starlight, blocking the next attack, and quickly put it into the spirit beast bag.

"Yu'er, be careful!" Wei Feng raised his eyes and exclaimed in surprise.

The two fourth-level martial artists suddenly threw out the meniscus knife in their hands at the same time, attacking Dongfang Yu from the left and right sides.

Dongfang Yu threw out the Haoyue Ring with his hand, and a circle of cold halo caught a meniscus knife, and then threw out the meniscus knife in his other hand, and met the meniscus knife that came from the surprise attack.

Boom!

The two meniscus knives touched each other, making an earth-shattering explosion, and they were actually disconnected in unison.

Wei Fan moved his wings, and a pillar of fire rushed towards the sneak attack fourth-level martial artist, instantly rushing him out of a thousand meters away, Dongfang Yu suddenly retracted the Haoyue Ring, and snatched another meniscus knife.

The blue-horned rhinoceros kept mooing and roaring, blocking a round of attacks for Dongfang Yu, Wei Feng didn't care to greet Dongfang Yu, his body was like electricity, and he directly pressed towards the fourth-level martial artist who had lost the meniscus sword, and raising his hand was an extremely surging qi.

This person was not ambiguous, he directly raised his palm to greet him, but he was swept out, he was also a fourth-level high-level martial artist, but the degree of filling of the Gang Qi in Wei Feng's body did not seem to be inferior to that of a fifth-level beginner martial artist.

Swish!

A blade slashed across Meng Yao's shoulder in an instant, the robe was cut and directly rubbed against the skin, and Meng Yao's shoulder was immediately stained red with blood.

"Xiaofeng, don't worry, I'm fine. Meng Yao swung more than a dozen swords at the fourth-level martial artist who attacked him one after another, and the person was rushed out by the thunder and lightning, and it took a long time to be able to stabilize, the clothes on his body were already tattered, and his chest was scorched black.

Wei Feng suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, those red eyes were terrifying, this fourth-level martial artist was stunned for a moment, and a cloud of starlight from the Starlight Sword hit his chest, and then stabbed in.

This fourth-level martial artist lowered his head silently, and as Wei Feng pulled out the Starlight Sword, the dust fell.

Thousands of incinerators interfered with the attack of the Xinlan warriors, Wei Feng covered everyone while frantically slashing and killing these Xinlan warriors, and the very hateful thing was that these people didn't seem to know what life and death were, and they still continued to attack.

The flying arrows in the ground were gone, they were too close, and those low-level martial artists were afraid of hurting their own people, which saved Wei Feng and the other five people a trouble.

The war is cruel and bloody, with the help of the spirit beast, the five people defend and kill at the same time, and this sky has become a sea of breath, and the wind and clouds have changed to the extreme.

Repelling the attacks of the Xinlan warriors again and again, Wei Feng and the others' breakthrough plans always failed, and these Xinlan high-level warriors had already formed a circle, making the surrounding air impermeable.

Kill, kill, kill!

Without any choice, the five of them fell into a complete frenzy, with only the word killing in their eyes.

In this battle, from daytime to dark, and then to dawn, the ground below was already covered with the corpses of Xinlan warriors, and the corpses kept falling in the air.

"Die!" Wei Feng roared, once again impaling a fourth-level Xinlan martial artist on the spot.

At this moment, there are only more than 100 Xinlan warriors in the air, Gu Ting, Dongfang Yu and Meng Yao's bodies have already hung colors, and the consumption of physical energy is also close to the limit.

"I know you're not afraid of death, come here!" Wei Feng raised his Starlight Sword high and proudly faced a group of Xinlan warriors in front of him.

"Xinlan warrior, I'd rather die in battle!"

The last fourth-level Xinlan martial artist took a big step in the air, his breath surging all over his body, waving the meniscus knife in his hand, drawing out a series of sharp lights and shadows, and he refused to give up and led the team to attack.