Amidst the roar, the light-winged demon lion cut off the pair of light wings and charged like lightning.
Dozens of people joined forces, but they couldn't kill this light-winged demon lion! The young saints once again felt the tyranny and terror of the ninth-level monsters, and their faces were pale in horror. Although they were still holding on to the hilt of their swords tightly, their fighting spirit was extremely low.
At this moment, three young figures stood in front of them!
"Beidou, Batian!" Fatty Bai's sword glow was so majestic and continuous.
The light-winged demon lion rushing forward was shrouded by the sword light, as if stuck in a quagmire, its speed suddenly slowed down a lot.
"Nine days, phantom thunder!" The long sword in Luo Enen's hand flashed coldly, several clones appeared at the same time, and several thunder lights also exploded above the head of the light-winged demon lion at the same time.
"Holy Soul, Tianpo!" Ye Wuse's sword seemed a little ordinary, not as powerful as the sword skills of Fatty Bai and Luo Enen, but when that point of cold star suddenly hit the light-winged demon lion's forehead Blooming, everyone was startled to realize that this sword is actually so exquisite, so precise and fierce, it is even more terrifying than the sword of the white fat man Luo Enen, and it is even more difficult to guard against.
The light-winged monster wailed in pain, black blood flowed out from its seven orifices, and Ye Wuse's sword pierced a bloody hole on his forehead scorched by the thunder, and blood gushed out.
What a powerful strength! Looking at the young figures of Luo Enen, Fatty Bai, and Ye Wuse, the disciples of the surrounding sects all showed envy and admiration in their eyes.
However, Gu Fenghua turned around and walked to the side of the formation in a few strides. Although Luo Enen and the others failed to kill the Light-winged Demon Lion with a single strike, judging from the situation, the Light-winged Demon Lion is obviously broken inside and can't withstand a few strikes from them. She doesn't need to waste time on it, the top priority , it is more important to repair the enchantment as soon as possible!
After a few strides, Gu Fenghua came to the side of the formation in the center of the flying boat deck, and quickly made a few handprints.
She has observed the techniques of the guards of the chamber of commerce just now. Even if it is difficult to understand the essence of them for a while, it is not difficult to follow the same pattern, even more skillful and smooth than those of the guards of the chamber of commerce.
"What are you doing?" However, before she finished printing her fingerprints, there was a stern voice from the opposite side.
Looking up, it was Qin Fangyu who spoke. This guy is not stupid. He knows that if he wants to escape this time, the most important thing is to repair the defensive barrier in time. Let them hurt the guards of the chamber of commerce, so he hid beside the guards of the chamber of commerce early on. This is also the safest place for the entire cloud crossing flying boat.
Of course, as the son of the lord of the Xianyin Sect, at this time he should actually be at the front to set an example, so that he can show his grandeur to everyone. Being greedy for life and fearing death and retreating before the battle is not only embarrassing for himself, but also for the Xianyinzong. As far as his lustful and unscrupulous virtues are concerned, he has already lost all the face he was about to lose. At this time, saving his life is the most important thing, so how can he care about face?
All the seniors of the Shangzong fought desperately in front, and although the young disciples were not strong enough, they each held their swords and waited for it. However, Qin Fangyu hid at the end. How could Gu Fenghua not see through his thoughts, and looked at him contemptuously, I didn't even bother to say a word to him. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com