The scene of the juniors in a mess naturally could not escape the perception of Flanders and Zao Wuji.
Although they were filled with extreme anger towards the assassin just now, in just a moment, Flanders and Zhao Wuji guessed the background of the group of dead soldiers.
From the fact that Dai Mubai was shot into a hedgehog, we can see how ruthless Davis was in the Star Luo Empire!
Even if he abandons a Contra, he will put Dai Mubai to death!
It's really scary.
But these people did not take action against others. Instead, they made Flanders and Zhao Wuji relax a little.
With their eyesight, it was not difficult to see that these dead warriors in black robes did not deliberately target the other young soul masters.
But Oscar and Ye Lingling were hit by an arrow...
All I can say is that I am really unlucky...
Of course, the top priority now is not to think about what kind of struggle is hidden behind this; it is to help these young children reorganize their formation as quickly as possible.
It is not advisable to fight alone!
Not even an ordinary small group can survive this powerful beast tide.
"Old Zhao!!!"
Flanders roared angrily, and the attack range suddenly expanded a lot, and he forcibly stopped the ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts that were besieging Zhao Wuji.
Logically speaking, his support speed is the fastest.
But the problem is...
Zhao Wuji can't hold back so many soul beasts by himself!
And by virtue of his advantage in the sky, he could barely hold back these ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts.
Therefore, Flanders had no choice but to let Zhao Wuji provide support.
If Qin Ming's combat power was still there, they would not be forced to divide their forces like now; but Qin Ming, who had just received a full blow from a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, had his ribs broken and could not perform at all in a short period of time. Full strength.
It is very difficult to drive even one-tenth of the power...
Not every soul master can endure severe pain and fight, and his combat power will not be affected by the injury at all.
Therefore, Qin Ming's state is extremely ordinary.
Flanders understood Qin Ming's state.
but...
He overestimated his own condition!
Except for the initial outbreak, which held back more than ten thousand-year-old soul beasts, the rest of the battle turned into a one-sided situation.
Apart from dodging, Flanders can't give any counterattack!
Any pause may result in a full blow from a ten-thousand-year soul beast, which will then turn into more than a dozen ten-thousand-year soul beasts to join forces to surround him!
But even so, after Zhao Wuji reluctantly reunited this fragmented small team, a huge black shadow still carried a strong wind, drew a beautiful parabola, and crashed down here.
but...
This huge black shadow did not last.
Instead, it turned into pieces in mid-air and was forced to explode.
"Dean!!!"
It seemed that he heard Ma Hongjun's heart-rending shouts not far away.
Flanders opened his eyes slightly.
On the bridge of his nose, there are a few obvious cracks on the rigid black-rimmed glasses that he has been wearing, just like his shaky life at this moment...
fragile...
Another huge black shadow broke through the clouds and appeared above Flanders.
The piercing screams and the disgusting stench revealed the identity of the visitor - a ten thousand-year-old bird spirit beast!
This is why Flanders lost so quickly.
The air versus the ground really has the advantage.
But if it's air-to-air, artillery support can be provided from time to time on the ground...
He really has no room to perform...
His lips moved a few times, as if he wanted to give something, but he soon realized that the soul power in his body was almost zero, so Flanders stopped his movements and instead looked at the picture above quietly. The bloody mouth is getting closer and closer to him.
Zhao Wuji's expression changed drastically, and he vigorously waved a claw upward.
but...
it is a pity.
At the end of the strong crossbow, the force cannot penetrate Lu Guan!
He's just the mighty Kong Bear.
If it were a Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, the claws could tear this ten-thousand-year-old soul beast into pieces.
But the powerful King Kong Bear is obviously much weaker.
A trace of ridicule flashed across the huge pupils, seeming to be mocking the human soul master for overestimating his capabilities. He flapped his wings hard, and a small tornado appeared, directly canceling out the claw light that flew over.
Then, this ten-thousand-year-old soul beast opened its mouth and tried to swallow Flanders into its belly...
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Imperial Fighting Team looked sad.
They all turned their heads, unable to bear to look any further.
No one thought...
In this unusual tide of beasts, the first person to die was not the soul master like Yu Tianheng who stood in front of the team, nor was it the weak auxiliary soul master like Ye Lingling, but a man who extended a helping hand to them. The soul saint!
Such cruel facts are unacceptable to these young soul masters.
But what's even more cruel is...
There is nothing they can do to change this fact!
Only Ma Hongjun was still staring at Flanders and the ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, as if a substantial flame was burning in his pupils.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger...
The rain is getting heavier and heavier...
But none of these could stop Ma Hongjun's angry mood and increasingly firm belief.
certainly...
I couldn't stop the sudden soft moan...
Through the wind!
Through the rain!
The sound is still clear!
"The fastest must be slow...but I am an exception!"
Before the sound came, a long bone gun flew across the sky!
With overwhelming power, it instantly passed through that ferocious head.
A large amount of blood spewed out from the small hole, pouring down on Flanders, who looked expressionless and joyless, all over his head and face.
Zhao Wuji was overjoyed; it was obvious that he recognized the owner of the voice and shouted quickly:
"little monster..."
But before he finished speaking, a figure flashed past Flanders; then, a faint voice suddenly sounded behind Zhao Wuji.
"Okay, Teacher Zhao, you don't need to say anything, the dean is already here."
Pointing at Flanders who was just waking up from a dream, the handsome young man smiled and said.
With a slightly embarrassed look on his face, Zhao Wuji's mind turned around and he continued the following words reasonably and without any pause: "...Well done!"
Glancing at the situation at the scene, Lu Yuan stretched out his fingers to draw a closed circle in the air; then, with a light dance of his fingers, the large tracts of soul beasts instantly turned into fragments.
Thick blood mist rose, but was then blown away by the strong wind that came from nowhere.
After doing all this, Lu Yuan walked to an arrow scattered on the ground, squatted down, pulled the arrow out of the ground, and patiently examined the arrow in his hand...
Completely ignoring the confused looks of everyone in Huang Dou.
Zhao Wuji finally breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the many thousand-year-old soul beasts that were so close yet seemingly distant.
He knew Lu Yuan's martial spirit.
Such a barrier is enough for him to rest for a long time.
Of course, the premise is that there is no space attribute soul beast on the soul beast side.
but...
This premise was directly ignored by Zhao Wuji.
How rare is the spatial attribute, and how powerful is it?
He has been hunting soul beasts for so many years, but he has indeed never encountered any space-type soul beasts.
This has proven that space soul beasts are rare!
Therefore, Zhao Wuji dispersed his martial soul's true body without hesitation, sat cross-legged, and restored his soul power.
He didn't know if Lu Yuan needed his help.
But he must first be prepared to help Lu Yuan.
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