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When Su Qi hammered down into the air, Qing Qishu suddenly rushed up.

He and Su Qi passed by in an instant.

He even slapped Yan Xiao's beak directly.

It's like, slapped it!

Yan Xiao's beak pecked through this hand without any suspense...no blood dripped.

boom!

With a frontal kick, Jiang Wang kicked Yan Xiao into the air.

The bird's beak was pulled away from Qing Qishu's palm, and the hole solidified into a hollow.

The blackness did not spread, and the blood did not flow back.

Qing Qishu's recovery ability and Yan Xiao's beak's strange power seem to cancel each other out.

No, to be precise, Yan Xiao's Beak has the upper hand.

The recovery ability that Qing Qishu is proud of is no longer effective in the face of Yan Xiao.

The ending of Aoki Shield has already warned everyone that Yan Xiao's pecking basically hurts and kills everyone. That is to say, Qing Qishu relied on his recovery ability, and he could still carry it a few times.

But once he pecks at a hole, how long can he hold it?

Most importantly, such abilities did not exist in the previous records of the Senhai Saint Clan.

Did Yan Xiao gain some kind of growth? Or is this just an ability that it will only expose during its weak period?

Yan Xiao was kicked flying.

All the golden needles that Wu Quji had dropped on the ground flew up at once, surrounding them right in the middle.

Shh~

Very light and thin cracking sound.

Countless voices converge into this voice.

It was as if a ball of golden light exploded, and countless linear golden lights shot out.

All of a sudden, it filled the line of sight, covering Yan Xiao.

The untold secret of golden needles, lock disease golden needles!

Wu Quji moved his fingers quickly and focused extremely.

The golden light shuttles, thousands of needles go through the body.

However, Yan Xiao's right wing fluttered again, and he disappeared in it.

Su Qi jumped sideways without warning, like a fish swimming into the sea. And Yan Xiao's beak just pecked at his previous position. This technique is indeed ingenious.

According to the related records of the saint clan, Yan Xiao is only known to be extremely fast, extremely powerful, extremely sharp beak, extremely sharp claws, and immortal.

Now when they fight against each other, their speed and strength are not as good as recorded, so it can be seen that after hundreds of years, they are indeed much weaker.

But no one said that a peck of its beak is fatal, and it can move out of thin air with a flap of its right wing.

The relevant records of the Yan Xiao of the Saint Clan are far behind.

With the ability to teleport through the air, it is too difficult to kill it.

If it can't be locked, no matter how perfect the cooperation is, it will only be like Wu Quji's golden needle lock disease just now. After preparing for a long time, it can only fail.

Through the red makeup mirror, it may be possible to find out the corresponding details and find an opportunity to lock its landing point.

But under such circumstances, Jiang Wang didn't dare to enter the red makeup mirror at all. Yan Xiao could peck the red makeup mirror into pieces with one flap of his wings. At that time, he would have no time to jump out, and it would be shattered along with the red makeup mirror.

Disaster!

Too hard!

Wu Quji held the golden needle between his arms, he didn't know whether to drop it or where to drop it.

The only good news at this time is that Yan Xiao's left wing has been seriously injured. The right wing can move out of thin air, but the left wing doesn't know what kind of terrifying ability it is.

The unknown descendant must be a powerful monk who hides his strength. However, no matter what the reason for hiding his strength and what purpose he has, no one can know.

No one can know what kind of thrilling battle happened between him and Yan Xiao.

Only this wound on Yan Xiao's left wing was left, which provided help for Yan Xiao's later challenger.

Life and death are such direct and cruel things.

If Jiang Wang and the others died here today, their splendor would also be unknown.

At this time, Yan Xiao's eyes were pure madness and tyranny.

Su Qi, who was the first to cause damage to it, has become its primary target after killing it.

With a peck to the air, the right wing flapped again.

It appeared behind Su Qi again.

And Su Qi stood up as if he had predicted it a long time ago, revealing Jiang Wang who was in front of him at this time.

It's an almost perfect fit.

Choo Choo Choo!

Boom!

Clank!

...

Jiang Wang released the eight-tone flame bird that he had prepared for a long time!

Directly bombarded with a large-scale Taoism, Yan Xiao couldn't escape at all.

This Taoism with clear records and precise placement has indeed achieved the best results since the beginning of the war.

The range Yan Xiao moved out of thin air was not far enough. After flapping his wings, he was still within the bombardment range of the Eight-tone Flame Sparrow, and was blown upright. Moreover, the damage of the Eight-tone Flame Sparrow also includes sound killing, no matter how fast Yan Xiao runs, as long as the Eight-tone Flame Sparrow does not stop when it stops, it will be hurt immediately.

The disgraced Yan Xiao, with blood dripping from his feathers, recovered from the injury of the Eight-tone Flame Sparrow, and his eyes were already fixed on Jiang Wang.

Tyranny, madness, hatred.

The right wing fluttered.

clang!

The bird's beak collided with the circle of a sword!

Again without success.

Jiang Wang, whose sword is in a circle, is like a curled up hedgehog, with no dead ends at all.

Yan Xiao slid across the air and grabbed it with one claw.

A sharp sound like grinding teeth.

Jiang Wang clearly felt that the circle of his sword stopped for a moment.

It was impossible for this sword to stop, but this defect still appeared.

This is a new ability, which is different from the previous pecking death and teleportation. These abilities Jiang Wang has only seen for the first time, and he is still unable to accurately describe and summarize them.

But a terrifying imagination suddenly appeared in his mind.

It seems that Yan Xiao has embarked on a completely different path from the records, and judging from these abilities...

How many kinds did it refine in total? Including the torn left wing, if it is assumed that it also represents one kind of ability, then there are already four kinds.

If it is refined into five abilities, what will happen?

As the saying goes, "Although a sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs", and swallows also have five internal organs.

Will Yan Xiao achieve Tianfu when he refines five kinds of abilities, just like a monk who acquires five kinds of supernatural powers?

What about after Tianfu?

This thought just passed away, Jiang Wang didn't have time to think about it.

Because his sword circle had disintegrated on the spot.

Yan Xiao even poked his beak to find it, aiming at the throat.

Jiang Wang only flicked his wrist, and Sauvignon Blanc was already lying on his neck.

Within a square inch, even if the sword circle disintegrates, he still has enough confidence to hold the key point.

With his long sword in hand, everything is not over yet!

But Yan Xiao in front of him disappeared again.

Jiang Wang only felt something hit his back hard.

It is Qingqishu.

Qing Qishu couldn't keep up with Yan Xiao's speed, but before Yan Xiao launched an attack, he stood behind Jiang Wang with the consciousness of a defensive master.

Sure enough, Yan Xiao's attack came.

But he was also grabbed, and most of his chest was torn apart.

The chest still wasn't bleeding.

He subconsciously reached out, wanting to grab Yan Xiao's wings.

He wanted to tear off Yan Xiao's wings directly!

But his hand was in mid-air.

he can not!

It's not that there is no chance to do it, but even if there is, he can't do it

He couldn't hurt Yan Xiao directly, that would only usher in a more powerful and terrifying side of the monster after its resurrection.

On the Dragon God!

He, Qing Qishu, is a warrior, but he can only bear, not fight back.

His teeth were about to be crushed, he could only look at Yan Xiao fiercely.

All of this is slow to say, but actually only happens at the moment of confrontation.

Jiang Wang felt that the man on his back had softened.

He hugged him back, and the direction was reversed immediately.

The blade of the sword crossed his eyes, facing Yan Xiao directly.

It was at this time that Yan Xiao saw the inscription on the Sauvignon Blanc sword - Yan Guichao.

Yan Xiao, shrouded in pure tyranny and madness, seemed to think of something all of a sudden.

His eyes were clear for a moment, and then he was filled with boundless hatred and hatred.

It opened its mouth and screamed.

The whistling sound was weird and evil, it was different from before, it sounded very much like——

"Yan! Yan! Yan!"