“Whoosh whoosh…”
Pang Xuan immediately used her sleeve arrows, six short arrows with a strong cold light, and quickly shot at Han Yu.
Han Yu's spear shook, and a wave of air rushed out, sending all six short arrows flying.
"Saint Son, save me!" Pang Xuan shouted in horror. Feeling the murderous aura of Han Yu, it was the first time she felt that death was so close.
"Go away!" Holy Son Wuji was furious, trying to break through the blockade of Zhao Mingchen, Yu Qianshuang, and the masked woman.
However, although he has infinite combat power, these three people are extraordinary, especially the latter two are extremely powerful.
"laugh!"
The long spear in Han Yu's hand, the dragon energy disappeared, the golden scales scattered, revealing the purple spear shaft. He pierced through the void, pierced through Pang Xuan's abdomen, and pinned her to the wall.
"Bad thief, my father won't let you go!" Pang Xuan screamed with all her strength, her eyes staring like a dead fish.
"what!"
The Promise Holy Son roared like crazy.
It's not that he pity Pang Xuan so much, but that Han Yu actually killed the elite of the Promise Palace in front of him, which is a great shame for him.
However, there was nothing he could do about it.
As long as the ancient book is still in his hands, Zhao Mingchen, Yu Qianshuang and the masked woman will not give him any chance to escape.
Han Yu turned his head to look at Lu Chenhao who was lying on the ground. At this time, Lu Chenhao was already awake.
His face was ashen, and his eyes were full of despair.
"Give me a treat!" Lu Chenhao slowly closed his eyes, and a very lifeless voice sounded slowly.
"scoff..."
Blood flew up and splashed all over the ground. Han Yu took the gun and turned to leave.
All the grievances and grievances are now over. But deep down in his heart, there was no pleasure in killing the enemy at all.
Han Yu took a few steps, suddenly stopped, and slowly closed his eyes, the world seemed to suddenly stand still.
The battle between the Promised Son and the others seemed to be silent.
"Bang!"
When the Holy Son of Wuji didn't pay attention, he was hit by the Linglong Treasure Car, and his body flew out, blood staining the sky.
Pang Xuan and Lu Chenhao were dead, and he had nothing to worry about.
"Bitch, get out of here!"
The Holy Son of Wuji was furious, and his body turned several times in the void, avoiding the Linglong Treasure Car. The Divine Swords of Liangyi crossed two wonderful arcs and hit the Linglong Treasure Car from both sides.
"Dangdang..."
Two loud noises sounded, and the two swords were shaken away, leaving the Linglong treasure car unscathed.
"Chirp!"
Suddenly, a high-pitched cry sounded, and a colorful divine phoenix flew out from the hands of the masked woman, rising against the storm, and its wings cut off the void.
Immediately, a sacred aura emanated, as if the real ancient divine beast phoenix appeared in the world.
The colorful god phoenix just wiped the hand of the Holy Son Wuji with its left wing, and it wiped out a terrifying scar and blood splashed.
Holy Son Wuji felt pain in his wrist, and the ancient book in his hand flew out without grasping it. The colorful phoenix probe claws firmly grasped the ancient book in its claws. The masked woman wanted to take the opportunity to retreat.
Suddenly, a huge fist slashed across the void, hitting the belly of the colorful phoenix heavily. The colorful phoenix was directly scattered, and the ancient book spun in the storm.
A cold light flashed in the masked woman's eyes, and she rushed towards Zhao Mingchen with a swoosh, sending her palms together, and bombarded with seven palms in a blink of an eye.
"Boom boom boom..."
Every palm of the masked woman has the power to open up mountains and crack the earth.
Zhao Mingchen slammed it with seven palms, and his body was so shocked that he flew out and smashed against the wall, bleeding continuously from his mouth.
The masked woman glanced at Zhao Mingchen indifferently, and rushed to the ancient book again.
"cough cough..."
Zhao Mingchen coughed violently and stood up slowly, looking at the three people who were caught in the melee, a helpless look appeared on his face.
Compared to the three, he is still inferior.
However, he is not discouraged, the cultivation of the three is higher than him, and it is reasonable that he is not an opponent. He believed that as long as he broke through to the ninth level of King Wu as soon as possible, he would definitely be able to compete with the three of them.
Zhao Mingchen was also free and easy, and gave up decisively. Taking a complicated look at Han Yu, he walked out of the fifth palace while clutching his chest.
Zhao Mingchen's withdrawal did not affect the intensity of the battle at all.
Yu Qianshuang, the masked woman, and the Promised Son of God competed against each other and were equally terrifying.
At this time, the three of them all hit a real fire.
"A hundred swords and a thousand kills!"
The Holy Son Wuji, who once again held the ancient book in his hand, swung his sword with one hand, and the sword intent rushed into the sky. In an instant, from above his sword, it was like a flood bursting a dyke, and countless sword beams poured out.
"Boom..."
The dense sword glow is like a swarm of bees, and it makes people's scalp tingle when they look at it.
"Boom rumble..."
Yu Qianshuang's Linglong Treasure Car ran over the void, not afraid of the sword tide at all, and let the sword light bombard the Linglong Treasure Car.
The masked woman once again displayed the magical power just now, the divine phoenix was in the air, and her wings were like heavenly knives, which could sever the world.
The sound of gas explosions was deafening, and soon the Holy Son Wuji's Hundred Swords and Thousand Kills were resolved.
Holy Son Promise struck two hard hits with the two again, and was so shocked that he flew out and slammed into the palace wall.
"Yu Qianshuang, you have the ability to fight!" The Holy Son of Wuji was furious. Yu Qianshuang sat in the Linglong Treasure Car. The Linglong Treasure Car was unparalleled in defense and could not be attacked at all.
Yu Qianshuang did not speak, and the treasure car continued to move forward.
Holy Son Wuji took a deep breath and threw the ancient book to the Linglong Treasure Cart. Then he and the masked woman attacked Yu Qianshuang together.
Although Yu Qianshuang did not urge Linglong Treasure to fight, the defense of Linglong Treasure made her invincible. This is not a good thing for the Promise Son and the masked woman.
The two of them seemed to have a heart-to-heart connection. For a while, neither of them was in a hurry to scramble for ancient books, and they kept bombing and killing Linglong Treasures.
"bang bang bang..."
There was a loud noise that was deafening, and the Linglong Treasure Car was beaten by the two great arrogances and retreated again and again. Suddenly, the masked woman landed on the Linglongbao car, slammed open the door of the Linglongbao car with a palm, turned into a light and rushed in.
Suddenly the treasure car trembled, and there was a terrifying sound of fighting from inside the car.
Holy Son Wuji was overjoyed when he saw this, the masked woman and Yu Qianshuang entangled, giving him a chance. One kick kicked Linglongbao's car into the air, and then rushed towards the ancient book.
"Om..."
Suddenly, the void trembled. In the bright hall, thick smoke suddenly rose, and the Holy Son of Wuji was enveloped in smoke in an instant, and he lost his sense of direction.
"Whoosh..."
A sharp air-breaking sound disappeared, and it was just that.
"Maze?" Holy Son Wuji shuddered suddenly, a terrifying air wave swept out, the smoke dissipated, and the formation pattern in the void was annihilated.
The ancient books and Han Yu have both disappeared.
"Damn it!" Holy Son Wuji was furious, rushing out of the palace gate and chasing after him.
"boom!"
Inside the Linglong Treasure Car, the masked woman rushed out, her hair was messy, her clothes were disheveled, and she looked a little embarrassed. Before he could sort it out, he chased the Promised Son.
The Linglong Treasure Car spun in the void for a while, and then stopped when it hit the wall. It also quickly rushed out of the palace gate.
The fifth-level palace, which was lively for a while, then fell into silence.