The light curtain supported by the holy power is tough, but he is not at his peak now, Yang Ning's strength is strong, and every attack is not weaker than that of ordinary first-level saints, and he can't stand the number of dragon fists that attack instantly!

"Bang"

After blocking Yang Ning's several punches, the light curtain full of cracks exploded.

In a waterfall of light that exploded and splashed, several dragon-shaped fists glowing with golden light pierced through the waterfall like phantom lightning, and blasted towards Fei Xuanxiong with terrifying spiritual energy.

The strong wind blowing from his fist made Fei Xuanxiong's cheeks feel cold, he swung his hands forward like lightning, and a palm print instantly appeared in front of him, and he stomped his feet on the ground, wanting to retreat.

The next moment, Fei Xuanxiong's face changed suddenly, and his feet that wanted to move seemed to be stuck in the mire.

This is just the beginning, an extremely palpitating chill came from the back, cooling the bottom of my heart!

"Roar"

An inhuman roar appeared in Fei Xuanxiong's throat, and he bent down suddenly, and the holy power that was not full of his body forcibly condensed into his palms and slammed into the ground under his feet. Immediately, the body spun like a spinning top, and in an instant, it got rid of the suction under its feet and flew out five feet away.

"Bang ......"

"Poof"

Fists and palm prints intersect! Inspire immeasurable energy to sweep all directions; The broad earth was cracked and dust was splattered. Although Fei Xuanxiong narrowly avoided this lore, he was still hit by the backlash of the Holy Power and the raging storm set off by the explosion of spiritual energy, and a large mouthful of reverse blood spewed out, and the meridians that had been partially repaired suddenly cracked again.

"Huh!"

barely stood firm, and a suppressed spiritual energy suddenly appeared on his side, bringing a sharp wind sound that broke through the air, and swept across his waist. In a hurry, Fei Xuanxiong exhaled and roared, and with a backhand palm, the slightly vain holy power condensed into a large palm print and slapped it back.

"Bang"

The palm prints slammed into the swept psionic energy, shattering at the same time. The sharp rays of light shot through the trunks of the towering trees nearby. An overwhelming force invaded the palm of his hand and was transmitted to his body along the arm, freezing cold, Fei Xuanxiong felt that his entire arm was about to break, and half of his body was numb. The qi and blood were surging, and his face was flushed in an instant, and he almost couldn't hold back a mouthful of reverse blood and was about to spew out.

'Rub ......'

Fei Xuanxiong couldn't stand on his feet for a while, and his steps staggered forward, leaning forward and looking at the rush out for several feet.

"Bang"

A dragon-shaped fist full of golden light, carrying a fierce and incomparable spiritual energy, smashed into Fei Xuanxiong's chest, and the raging energy suddenly smashed his sternum and flew in the air.

"Poof"

The backlash that he forcibly suppressed could no longer be suppressed, and the mouth spewed out, and his body was even more collapsed and flew out of the distance, and his back hit the trunk of the big tree before stopping.

"Ahh

Fei Xuanxiong is angry! Anger is about to ignite his own spirit. The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs! At his peak, the man and beast in front of him were just slightly more powerful ants, which could be suppressed with a flip of his hand; And now, he was hit hard, and his strength was not one or two, but he was bullied by these two ants in turn.

"Buzz"

A sharp stabbing sound sounded in the forest, Fei Xuanxiong's hand lit up with a touch of glory, his hand shook, and countless bits of cold light rose in his hand, forming a glowing sea bowl like an inverted button, covering a radius of twenty zhang, and the pen was pressed down.

This is an indiscriminate large-scale attack, Yang Ning and the 'Golden Weasel' are both shrouded, and the speed at which the light bowl is pressed down is very fast, and in just a moment, the mouth of the bowl has already covered the earth, sealing the twenty zhang square radius without even a single gap.

Yang Ning and the 'Golden Weasel', who were trapped in the light bowl in an instant, felt a chill in their hearts for the first time, and a kind of heart palpitations filled the entire soul for no reason.

Due to the contract, the two were connected, and they instantly converged together, concentrating on vigilance.

They had just converged, and the bowl of light above their heads, the little points of light like stars, each point slowly emitted a bright light, and it became brighter and brighter, and gradually became dazzling. And these lights gradually stretched, elongated and solidified, and finally turned into a shiny spear with a cold glow.

Immediately afterward, each of these shaped spears suddenly seemed to be thrown out by a saint with all his might, like meteorite meteors, carrying earth-destroying spiritual energy, raining down to the ground.

Where the spear fell, the space was like a shredded piece of paper, and cracks were visible to the naked eye.

"I'm going to do it! This old thing has already been injured like that, and it can still come out like this! If you're so cruel, you're not afraid to consume yourself to death!? ”

"Little Kim! Don't hide it, do your best! Five Dragon Shields! ”

The long flying spear above his head made Yang Ning feel a deadly threat, and after scolding, the strongest defense of the Flash Dragon Fist was instantly propped up, protecting himself and the 'Golden Weasel' tightly, and at the same time ordering the 'Golden Weasel' to defend it with all his might.

"Whew!"

The 'Golden Eater' also showed a very solemn expression, with a muffled roar in his mouth, the silver light was full of his body, and the majestic mana formed a silver-white mini 'Golden Weasel' that suddenly merged into the colorful shield held up by Yang Ning, which immediately doubled the shield and made the light even stronger.

'Boom, boom......'

The spears rained down like a rain of bright light, each of which hit the ground like a comet, blasting the ground into craters several feet deep.

In a snap of time, there were more than dozens of spears critting on the light shield, and each blow was close to the full force of a first-level saint. The multicolored light shield was instantly covered with a pale gold luster, and the multicolored light was extremely distorted, like thunder and lightning in the sky on a thunderstorm day.

This was only the first wave of attacks, and the spears behind them kept falling with the light source in tow. It is not an exaggeration to say that the world of the light bowl is like the destruction of the world.

'Boom! Boom! ......’

The earth-destroying psionic energy exploded, and not an inch of the forbidden earth was intact. The raging energy filled every part of the bowl, and the entire ground was thrown off several feet, and in less than half a pillar of incense, Yang Ning and the others suffered thousands of bombardments, and the light shield supported by the joint force had become eclipsed, full of cracks inside and out, and was about to be shattered.

"Uncle, I can't hold it anymore! What to do? ”

The surging mana rushed into the shield like a tide, and it felt like his body was about to dry up and weaken, and the 'Golden Weasel Eater' asked Yang Ning worriedly.

"Hold on! With such a fierce move, the holy power that needs to be supported is also massive. This old guy has already been seriously injured, and now he uses such a big move, it must not last too long, as long as we resist the next wave or two, we will definitely be fine! You didn't notice? Is the psionic energy contained in the spear weaker than it was at the beginning? ”

Yang Ning's eyes sparkled, and his mana surged into the light shield, and he whispered to the 'Golden Eater'.

As Yang Ning expected, the two more waves of bombardment, like the spears falling from a rainstorm, gradually decreased, and the spiritual energy contained in them also became much weaker.

At this moment, the upside-down bowl of light suddenly shrank inward, and finally formed a thigh-thick giant spear, exuding an incomparably terrifying and fierce spiritual energy, stabbing at Yang Ning and his head.

The three-foot-long rush of cold light seeped into people, and the overflowing spiritual energy oppressed the air like boiling water, rippling one ripple after another; The space collapsed, as if the sky had cracked.