At this moment, Luo Zhongdao was injured again by Feng Xinghu.

But after fighting for so long, Luo Zhongdao can be regarded as slowly becoming familiar with Fengxinghu's combat methods.

In addition, Luo Zhongdao originally mainly cultivated the Five Elements Earth Genus, so his defensive power was originally higher than that of ordinary monks.

What's more, Luo Zhongdao is still a Five Elements Holy Body, and the spiritual power in his body recovers even faster.

So for a while, Feng Xinghu continued to be blocked by Luo Zhongdao and the turret Zheng Wu on the side.

With the arrival of Lei Jian and the others, the pressure on Feng Xinghu also increased rapidly.

In just a moment, Luo Zhongdao and the others left all kinds of injuries on the body of the Wind Tiger, both large and small, and it seemed that they had the intention of killing this Wind Tiger.

As for Zhu Yang at this moment, he is the worst of the three battle groups.

Even if he was cultivating in the middle stage of foundation building, when his right arm was seriously injured, Zhu Yang could only barely support it at the moment, and there was almost no hope of defeating this male tiger.

In an instant, Zhu Yang, who was obviously supposed to be the first to kill his opponent in the plan, became a breakthrough for the wind wolf at this moment.

At this time, Yuan An on the side was still swinging his fist, and then hit Feng Xinghu's head.

Feng Xinghu looked at Yuan An in front of him, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Since being hit by Yuan An for the first time, Feng Xinghu has been looking for an opportunity to escape, and has been constantly retreating.

But even if it occasionally stepped forward to attack, it was still ruthlessly repelled by Yuan An.

As for its occasional swing at Yuan An's claws, it always misses for some reason, and it is clear that it is only close to Yuan An.

And with Yuan An's another punch, Feng Xinghu finally retreated to the side with the power of being repulsed, dodging Yuan An's attack.

It's a pity that before Feng Xinghu could launch a counterattack, he saw that after Yuan An glanced at it, the milky white spiritual power in his hand began to gather again, and in an instant, dozens of light thorns emitting dazzling light slowly appeared around Yuan An.

With Yuan An's control, dozens of light thorns flew towards Fengxinghu at the same time.

Feng Xinghu just wanted to resist, but the next moment, he was instantly stabbed into his body by a light thorn.

But what made Feng Xinghu feel strange was that these light thorns that pierced his body did not cause it any damage, not even basic pain.

This made a trace of doubt flash in the eyes of the Feng Xinghu, who was originally full of fear.

However, since he was not harmed, Feng Xinghu did not bother with anything anymore, but immediately prepared to rush forward.

It's a pity that with Yuan An's urging, Feng Xinghu, who had just run two steps, felt that dozens of light thorns in his body began to exude a scorching sensation at the same time.

Feeling this scorching heat, before Feng Xinghu could react, the sharp pain from his body immediately made the running it stumble under his feet, and then fell to the ground.

The next moment, in a miserable tiger roar, the body of the wind tiger began to emit bursts of heat.

After only a few breaths, Feng Xinghu had completely lost his breath, and lay on the ground with the smell of flesh all over his body.

Yuan An, who was pinching the formula, saw the fall of the wind tiger, and slowly stopped the movements in his hand, and kept panting in his mouth, looking extremely consumed.

Seeing this, Li Qingying and the others, who were carried aside because of their injuries, looked at Yuan An not far away with their eyes wide open, and their eyes were full of shock.

And Yuan An also took a few breaths, and hurriedly took out a few elixirs from the storage bag and took a casual clothes.

At the same time, two lower-grade spirit stones appeared in his hand, quickly recovering his consumption.

Looking at Li Qingying and the others who were watching him not far away, Yuan An thought for a moment and slowly walked over.

After using spiritual power again to give Li Qingying and a few people, especially the Xuandan Peak disciple who had lost a leg, he closed his eyes again and recovered.

Li Qingying looked at Yuan An, who was tired beside her, and tried to speak several times, but finally held back.

And the view of the live broadcast room at the moment

When everyone saw Yuan An sitting down, they finally realized what had just happened, and they all started to discuss.

"Quintessence, my Yuan An is amazing, and it will be solved at once."

"What just happened, I saw a white light, and then the tiger lay down, can anyone tell me what happened?"

"I can't read it, I can't read it."

"It turns out that Yuan An is the hidden elder, just now that guy from Xuandan Peak faced a tiger alone I thought he was so powerful, so that's it."

「…………」

For a while, the barrage that praised Yuan An and complained about Zhu Yang instantly filled the entire live broadcast room, which made people watch it so lively.

However, there are naturally some of the stranger minds in so many viewers, and some viewers feel that Yuan An waited until the other Xuanjian Sect disciples suffered heavy losses before using it, and at first glance, the purpose was impure, and he was reprimanded.

"What's amazing, this Yuan An is only making a move now, and he is not a good person at first glance."

"That's it, you see what everyone else has become, and now you are making a move, what are you pretending to be here."

"But since Yuan An has this method, why didn't he use it in the first place, what are you waiting for."

「…………」

The speeches of the big minds naturally made the other audience angry, and even began to reply.

"Upstairs, you use big moves when you play games, do you have any brains?"

"That's it, you can't see what Yuan An has become tired of using this trick, and he is still talking cool here."

"Alas, some people know that it is enough to say cool things."

「………」

The audience fought with each other, and Su Mu didn't have time to get a chance now, because at this moment, he was looking at Yuan An who was sitting on the ground in the secret realm with a solemn face.

Looking at Yuan An, who had a normal face on his face, Su Mu didn't know how the other party could endure the sharp pain in his body.

After all, the monk forcibly used a spell that was higher than his own cultivation level, but it was not just a matter of consuming spiritual power.

The spiritual power of a high-level monk is far superior to that of a low-level monk in terms of quality and purity.

Once a monk wants to forcibly use a higher-grade spell, it means that the monk needs to make his spiritual root work at a high capacity in a short period of time.

And this kind of high-load operation often produces an extremely strong sting pain in the monk's dantian when he uses high-level spells.

The pain caused by the drying up of the dantian and the withering of the spiritual root is not as simple as being torn off a piece of flesh and blood, it is a pain that ordinary people can hardly bear.

At this moment, although Yuan An had a normal face on his face, as if he was just recovering his spiritual power normally, it could be seen from the cold sweat left on the other party's forehead.

Yuan An was now forcibly suppressing the sharp pain coming from his body.

After all, now that he finally killed a popular tiger, Li Qingying felt a little more at ease, if he showed weakness at this moment, Li Qingying and the others were afraid that they would be even more flustered, making the situation even more serious at this time.