After all, Emperor An Xi is also a second-level monk, who is always better than the ordinary blue-necked fighting eagle. With this fierce attack, he killed no less than ten blue-necked fighting eagles, and also successfully attracted the hatred of some blue-necked fighting eagles.
About twenty or thirty blue-necked fighting eagles all turned around and swooped down towards Emperor An Xi, like rapidly diving fighter jets. Regardless of their attack power, this formation alone was enough to make people feel thrilling.
As a second-level monk, Emperor An Xi could not face twenty or thirty blue-necked fighting eagles at the same time. In addition, he did not expect that his actions would cause such serious consequences. When all the blue-necked fighting eagles swooped down towards him, he was stunned as if his acupoints had been tapped. A pair of palms were held up, with the feet split into palms, but facing the eagles that were blocking the sky and the sun, he didn't know where to strike with his palms.
Du Yong saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. He raised his hand and fired more than ten palms into the air like bullets. The energy of the fifth-level monk is definitely not comparable to that of the second-level monk. Du Yong's palm immediately knocked down more than ten blue-necked fighting eagles. [
But there were nearly thirty blue-necked fighting eagles swooping down towards Emperor An Xi, and more than half of them were staring at Emperor An Xi with their red eyes. Their sharp claws were already spread out, like a handful of reflections. The cold dagger with its cold light was waiting to pierce Emperor An Xi's body at any time.
As for those golden warriors, their reactions were not as fast as Du Yong's, and their cultivation was not as deep as Du Yong's. Although they rushed forward, they were of no use at all, and they were all in a hurry.
When he saw that Emperor An Xi was about to be torn into pieces by these blue-necked fighting eagles, a cold shout suddenly burst out from the side. Then Emperor An Xi trembled and clearly felt an unusual spiritual power. Soaring into the sky behind him.
The reason why this spiritual power is unusual is that it is not very powerful, but the power contained in it is extraordinary. Especially Emperor An Xi was the most sensitive to the aura contained in this spiritual power. Because this aura is more solemn and majestic than the imperial aura in him.
"It's... who is it?" Emperor An Xi couldn't think of anyone else on this continent who could release such an aura besides members of his royal family. He turned his head and looked behind him with a rather surprised expression.
"Is it you?" Emperor An Xi was surprised again when he saw Hu Li.
Hu Li didn't care about chatting with Emperor An Xi at this time. He released all his energy and rushed straight towards the group of blue-necked fighting eagles.
Seeing Hu Li helping, Du Yong relaxed at first, but when he realized that the energy released by Hu Li was very weak and far inferior to him, his heart immediately sank again.
Even he could only shoot down a dozen of them with one palm. With Hu Li's cultivation, he could only shoot down five or six. But even if five or six were shot down, the remaining blue-necked fighting eagles could still kill Emperor An Xi easily and happily.
But just when Du Yong was about to give up despair, an unbelievable scene happened. Hu Li's palm force met the eagle group. Although he failed to kill a blue-necked fighting eagle, he successfully defeated the eagle group.
"How is this possible?" Du Yong opened his eyes in shock and couldn't understand anything.