As his order was conveyed, the members of the immortal-killing army formed groups of ten and faced off against an immortal.
Since single combat doesn't work, let's fight in groups!
For a time, many immortals were entangled by the army of Immortal Defeators and were completely unable to use them.
"Ho ho ho!"
At this moment, Shura and the ghosts took action!
They possess greater strength than humans, especially after receiving the power of the Haotian Pearl, their strength has increased dramatically, and they can defeat an immortal alone.
"Shura, ghosts, you will turn into two sharp swords and tear the immortal army into pieces!!" Qiang Wenwu shouted, and the Shura army and the ghost army immediately responded and launched a violent attack on the immortals.
The immortals were entangled by the immortal-killing army, and they were already very frustrated. Now that Shura and ghosts were added to the attack, they were in unspeakable suffering.
"Get out quickly, we can't be surrounded by them!" a Xuanxian shouted.
He understood that in this battle, they underestimated the enemy and were caught off guard by the opponent. If they did not withdraw and regroup, they would easily be disintegrated by the opponent bit by bit.
"Oh, if you want to retreat, there's no way!!" A hearty voice sounded, and a fiery figure flew over, raised his hand and waved two daggers, killing the leading Xuanxian.
The Xuanxian with two immortal wheels turned sideways and dodged the two daggers. Just when he thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, another white figure flashed over and a sharp sword stabbed him sharply.
The immortal's pupils shrank, showing a look of surprise. Was this reaction too fast? This side just made a feint attack, and the other side caught up with it, without giving itself any chance to breathe.
This is no longer a matter of coordination, but a spiritual fit.
Bang!
This Xuanxian was stabbed by Hu Yanxiu's sharp sword.
However, the golden light on the immortal's body blocked the sharp sword, but the burst of momentum knocked him away.
"Xiao Xiu Xiu, you did a great job!!" Zhi Wu grinned and gave Hu Yanxiu a thumbs up.
"Don't be complacent!" Hu Yanxiu stared solemnly at the immortal who flew backwards, and said in a deep voice: "These immortals seem to be surrounded by a shield, and our attacks cannot break it."
"There's no way to break through?" Zhi Wu raised his eyebrows, and then his momentum dropped. His whole body instantly lifted up, four faces were revealed, and eight arms popped out. "I'm just going to see if I can still blast it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure moved and rushed towards the immortal.
Before the immortal could calm down, he saw Zhi Wu rushing over with four heads and eight arms, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. "King Shura?!"
"It's me too!"
Zhi Wu raised the corners of his lips and revealed an evil smile.
Then, he clenched his fist suddenly, his eyes flashing with excitement: "Come on, let me see how strong your shield is!!"
The immortal's pupils shrank, and he saw Zhi Wu waving his eight arms and attacking like crazy.
Bang bang bang!
Zhiwu's eight arms were like cannonballs, wildly hitting the immortal's body.
However, there was a shield around the immortal's body, which blocked all these fists.
Seeing that his fist was indeed blocked, Zhi Wu was unhappy, and his eyes flashed with an increasingly dangerous light.
(End of chapter)