The beam of vitality was like thunder, and it collided with the purple-black thunder and lightning ball of light. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boom !!"

I saw that the purple-black thunder and lightning ball and the vitality beam were frozen together, and no one could help anyone.

Xiao Han's eyes narrowed slightly, glanced at Yan Tiannan, and found that Yan Tiannan's body was trembling at this moment, and the blood in his mouth was spitting even more, as if he might fall to the ground at any time.

He understood the relationship between Yan Tiannan and the purple-black thunder and lightning light ball, and knew that if Yan Tiannan fell to the ground, then the purple-black thunder and lightning light ball would inevitably get out of control, and they would lose the only weapon that could fight against the Netherworld Tiger.

At that moment, I saw his figure flickering, and he instantly came behind Yan Tiannan, flipping his palms, and actually input all the vitality in his body into his body without reservation.

With Xiao Han's help, Yuan Hai, which Yan Tiannan had dried up, once again gave birth to a new force.

I saw him drink in a deep voice, endure his injuries, and quickly change the technique, and the thunder and lightning ball suddenly released purple and black thunder and lightning, and actually defeated the Yuan Qi beam inch by inch, and then rushed towards the Netherworld Xuanhu with undiminished power.

Seeing this, the Netherworld Tiger was shocked, it didn't expect that it would end up with such a result with a single blow, and its heart was shocked at the moment, so it wanted to flutter its wings and fly away.

However, the speed of the purple-black thunder and lightning ball was far beyond its imagination, and in an instant, before it had time to react, it crashed into its body.

Suddenly, the last trace of power of the purple-black thunder and lightning ball was poured into the body of the Netherworld Xuanhu.

When the purple-black thunder and lightning ball dissipated, a gust of fresh wind suddenly blew between heaven and earth, blowing away the smoke and dust, and the result of all eyes appeared.

But seeing the Netherworld Tiger floating in the air, panting, a smear of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his body was also charred black, revealing his bloody sternum.

Everyone saw very clearly that under this blow, the Netherworld Xuanhu was seriously injured, his breath was extremely weak, even if he stood in mid-air, he was already crumbling, and I am afraid that his strength was less than three percent of the previous one.

Although this blow failed to kill it, it was also expected by Yan Tiannan that it could achieve this effect, which had exceeded the expectations in his heart.

With all his strength, Yan Tiannan finally fainted.

All he can do, do his best, and then, it can only depend on the will of God!

Xiao Han was behind him, and he was also exhausted, so he hurriedly took out an Ice Yuan Pill and took it, intending to recover some strength as soon as possible.

With the current situation, the Netherworld Tigers have been hit hard, both in strength and speed, they have been greatly affected, as long as they concentrate their forces, hold the city gate, and then attack down from the city wall, there is still a great chance that they will be dragged until the moment when the beast tide dissolves.

Jiang Yunqing has been following Yan Tiannan for more than ten years, so he naturally learned a lot of things, and he quickly understood the situation at the moment, and began to actively organize people and horses to strictly guard the city, and gathered more than a dozen martial artists from the Xuan Realm to start frantically attacking the Netherworld Xuan Tiger.

The two groups of martial artists each had their own formations, and the fifteen people were arranged in an orderly manner, and they flew towards the Netherworld Xuanhu at great speed.

Due to their speed, the attack of the beast tide below could not hit them at all, and the Netherworld Tiger was deeply damaged, even if it was strong before, it had to flee now.

The purple-clothed warrior and the black-clothed warrior raised their swords, each emitting a fierce sword aura, which quickly slashed at the back of the Netherworld Xuanhu, and even splashed its wings with blood, wailed, and fell from the sky.

The Netherworld Tiger slammed to the ground, and after several struggles, it was only after a few struggles that it could stand firm, and at this time, those martial artists who had transformed into the Mysterious Realm rushed forward again.

Seeing this scene, the Netherworld Xuanhu immediately shouted angrily, and dozens of fourth-level demon beasts around him hurriedly rushed over to protect it.

Hiding in the beast tide, even though the target was obvious, it made it difficult for the black-clothed warrior and others to attack, but instead became the target of everyone, and the vitality in the sky was full of attacks, so that they had to temporarily retreat and find the right time to attack again.

At this time, I saw that the Netherworld Xuanhu suddenly pounced on a fourth-level high-level demon beast, with a huge mouth, and actually devoured it little by little, leaving only a pile of white bones in the blink of an eye.

And as it devoured the fourth-level high-level demon beast, the injuries on its body were actually recovering little by little, and its strength was also rapidly recovering.

When Xiao Han and the others saw this scene, their hearts were shocked, they didn't expect to pay such a big price to severely damage the Netherworld Tiger, but they were healed by it so easily, which made the little hope they had just seen instantly annihilated into ashes.

After the Netherworld Xuanhu devoured a fourth-level demon beast, it was not satisfied at all, and devoured two fourth-level middle-level demon beasts one after another, and then stopped.

During this period, even if the other demon beasts were frightened, they did not dare to retreat, so they could only let it devour it.

Now, most of its injuries have recovered, and its strength has also recovered to eighty percent of its peak, and with its current strength, it can be unimpeded.

Thinking that it had been shot down by a few martial artists from the Transformation Realm, its heart surged with anger, and it roared loudly in the sky, and with a flap of its wings, it rushed towards them.

Seeing this, those warriors raised their eyelids, and they all spared no effort to use their strongest moves, and together they sent out two huge sword rays that were dozens of zhang long, and slashed towards the Netherworld Xuanhu with the momentum of angry thunder splitting the mountain.

Even in the face of the blows of so many masters, the Netherworld Xuanhu's eyes revealed a trace of disdain, and two cyclones erupted from his nose, and then a huge mouth shot out a grand beam of vitality and greeted him.

In the blink of an eye, the extreme moves collided with each other.

I saw that the powerful Yuan Qi beam instantly defeated one of the sword rays, and continued to rush towards the black-clothed martial artists with undiminished power.

Even though they tried their best to block it, they were still bombarded and killed four people on the spot by the Yuan Qi Beam, and the remaining two martial artists in the middle stage of the Transformation Realm were also seriously injured and smashed down on the city, falling to the ground and groaning.

And the other sword, at the moment of getting close, was actually shattered by it with the two horns on its head.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Han was frightened in his heart, he had seen large and small scenes in his life, and had encountered countless enemies, including many demon beasts at the peak of the fifth level, and martial artists at the peak of the Heaven and Man Realm.

When facing those enemies, he was not afraid, but now, a trace of fear rose in his heart, not because of anything else, but because the difference in strength between the two sides was too great.

He is just a martial artist in the late stage of the True Yuan Realm, even if he can leapfrog the enemy, but in front of the fifth-level middle-level demon beast Netherworld Xuanhu, he is still as weak as an ant, and there is no room for resistance at all.

And at this moment, the Netherworld Xuanhu set his eyes on him, to be precise, Yan Tiannan beside him.

With its ability, it naturally had already sensed that it was Yan Tiannan who was manipulating the thunder and lightning ball behind his back, causing it to suffer heavy damage, and now that he had the opportunity to take revenge, of course he would not let it go.

I saw that its eyes flashed with a ferocious cold light, and as soon as its wings fluttered, it "brushed" and rushed towards them at once, and when it approached, it suddenly spewed out a powerful beam of vitality, and it roared towards them at great speed.

Faced with such a shocking blow, Xiao Han's heart sank, he knew that if he couldn't block this blow, even if he gave up Yan Tiannan, he would not be able to escape death.

At the moment, his mind was in a hurry, thinking about it, thinking that if he still had vitality, then this vitality could only be tied to the Zhentian Monument.

He had already made a decision in his heart, even if the secret of the Zhentian Monument was exposed, in order to survive, he would summon the Zhentian Monument and make this last stand.

Seeing that the beam of death was about to fall, just as he was about to urge his divine sense and lead out of the Zhentian Monument, a hundred-zhang long sword suddenly appeared outside the sky, instantly crushing the beam and sweeping for several miles, killing nearly 10,000 demon beasts.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, and immediately looked in the direction where Jian Gang was flying, but saw that under the reflection of the sunset, a lonely and desolate figure stepped into the air in the wind and landed on the top of the spire on the city tower.

Xiao Han took a closer look and found that the man had a middle-aged appearance in his forties, with long hair flowing away, wearing a brown long robe, an unsheathed cold sword on his waist, and a yellowish bamboo flute in his hand, lightly touching his mouth, and playing silently.

He couldn't hear any sound, but he could feel a strange power coming out of the bamboo flute, sweeping around his body and sweeping over the thousands of demon beasts under the city.

In an instant, I saw the beast tide boiling, countless demon beasts wailing and screaming, even those fourth-level demon beasts were no exception, and after a while, tens of thousands of demon beasts had bleeding from their ears and noses, and their internal organs were shattered and died.

Seeing this, the Netherworld Xuanhu raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, the sound shook for dozens of miles, and the wordless flute sound seemed to be broken in an instant, and Xiao Han could no longer feel that strange power.

The beast tide under the city did not wail and scream anymore, but continued to frantically storm the city gate and bombard the city wall.

The man's brows furrowed, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he shot mercilessly towards the Netherworld Tiger.

The Netherworld Tiger knew that the comer was extraordinary, and his eyes were fixed at the moment, and he also stared at him coldly.

Xiao Han didn't feel a powerful aura from that person, but judging from Fang Cai's sword gang, this person's strength should not be inferior to that of the Netherworld Xuanhu.

He knew something about the vast majority of the Heavenly Wind Empire's Heavenly and Human Realm swordsmen, but he didn't have any impression of this person, and he guessed that maybe this person was a newly promoted powerhouse during the time he was "addicted".

The man glanced at Xiao Han and the others, and then at the endless beast tide, and when he was expressionless, he took the bamboo flute and slowly pulled out the cold sword behind him.

It was a simple brass-colored long sword, about three feet two inches long and one finger wide, which seemed to be plain, but in fact, the cold and murderous aura that came out of it made Xiao Han feel cold, like falling into an ice cellar.

The long sword was drawn, and the murderous aura rushed into the sky, stirring the wind and clouds and changing color.

I heard the man say coldly, "Dusk is lonely and cold!"

Immediately, I saw his figure flicker, and in an instant, he disappeared to the top of the spire!