When Su Qi's hammer was in the air, Qing Qishu suddenly charged forward.
He and Su Qi passed each other in an instant.
He even slapped Yan Xiao directly on his beak.
Like, slap it in the face!
Yan Xiao's beak pecked through this hand without any suspense...no blood dripped.
boom!
Jiang Wang kicked Yan Xiao away from the front.
The bird's beak pulled away from Qing Qishu's palm, but the hole solidified into a hole.
The blackness did not spread and the blood did not flow back.
Qing Qishu's recovery ability and the strange power of Yan Xiao's Beak seemed to cancel each other out.
No, to be precise, Yan Xiao's Beak has the upper hand.
The recovery ability that Qing Qishu was proud of was no longer effective against Yan Xiao.
The ending of Qingmu Shield had already warned everyone that Yan Xiao's pecks would basically hurt whoever died. In other words, Qing Qishu can still survive a few times relying on his recovery ability.
But once he pecks a hole, how long can he hold it?
The most important thing is that such abilities do not exist in the previous records of the Senhai Saint Clan.
Did Yan Xiao achieve some kind of growth? Or is this just an ability that is exposed during its period of weakness?
Yan Xiao was kicked away.
All the golden needles that Wu Quji had dropped on the ground suddenly flew up, surrounding him right in the middle.
Phew~
A very light and thin sound breaking through the air.
Countless voices merged into this sound.
It was like a ball of golden light exploded, and countless linear golden lights shot out.
Suddenly it filled the line of sight, covering Yan Xiao.
The secret of the Golden Needle Sect, the golden needle that locks out diseases!
Wu Quji moved his fingers quickly, focusing to the extreme.
Golden light shuttles, thousands of needles pierce the body.
However, Yan Xiao flapped his right wing again and disappeared.
Su Qi jumped sideways without any warning, like a fish swimming into the sea. And Yan Xiao's beak just pecked at his previous position. This movement technique is truly ingenious.
From the relevant records of the Saint Clan, we only know that Yan Xiao is extremely fast, extremely powerful, has an extremely sharp beak, and has extremely powerful claws, and is immortal.
When they fight now, their speed and strength are not as good as recorded. It can be seen that after hundreds of years, they are indeed much weaker.
But no one said that a peck from its beak would kill it, and that it could move out of thin air with a flutter of its right wing.
The records related to Yan Xiao from the Saint Clan have fallen far behind.
With the ability to move out of thin air, it would be too difficult to kill it.
If it can't be locked, no matter how perfect the cooperation is, it will just be like Wu Quji's golden needle lock attack just now. After preparing for a long time, it can only fail.
Through the red makeup mirror, you may be able to find the corresponding details and find opportunities to lock in its placement.
But in this situation, Jiang Wang didn't dare to get into the red mirror. Yan Xiao would be able to smash the red mirror into pieces with a single flutter of his wings. By then, he would not have time to jump out, and it would be destroyed along with the red mirror.
Disaster!
It’s so hard!
Wu Quji held the golden needle and didn't know whether or where to drop it.
The only good thing at this time is that Yan Xiao's left wing has been severely damaged. When the right wing flaps, it can move out of thin air. When the left wing flaps, it is unknown what terrifying ability it has.
The unknown descendant must be a powerful monk who has hidden his strength. However, no matter why he hides his strength or what his purpose is, no one can know.
No one can know what thrilling battles took place between him and Yan Xiao.
Only the wound on Yan Xiao's left wing was left, which provided help for Yan Xiao's subsequent challengers.
Life and death are such direct and cruel things.
If Jiang Wang and others died here today, their brilliance would also remain unknown.
At this time, Yan Xiao's eyes were filled with pure madness and violence.
Su Qi, who was the first to cause damage to it, has become its primary target.
With one peck, the bird flew into the air, and then the right wing flapped again.
It appeared behind Sookie again.
And Su Qi stood up from the ground as if he had predicted it, revealing Jiang Wang who was in front of him at this time.
It was a near-perfect fit.
Choo Choo Choo!
Boom!
Clang!
…
Jiang Wang released the Eight-tone Flame Bird that he had been preparing for a long time!
Directly bombarding him with a large-scale Taoist technique, making it impossible for Yan Xiao to escape.
This Taoist technique with clear records and precise placement has indeed achieved the best results since the war began.
Yan Xiao did not move far enough out of thin air. After flapping his wings, he was still within the bombardment range of the Eight-tone Flame Bird and was blown up. Moreover, the damage of the Eight-tone Flame Bird also includes Sound Kill. No matter how fast Yan Xiao runs, as long as the Eight-tone Flame Bird does not stop when it stops, it will be hurt immediately.
The disgraced Yan Xiao, whose feathers were dripping with blood, recovered from the damage caused by the Eight-tone Flame Bird, and his eyes were already fixed on Jiang Wang.
Tyranny, madness, hatred.
The right wing flaps.
clang!
The bird's beak collided with the circle of a sword!
Again failed.
Jiang Wang, who made a circle with his sword, was like a curled up hedgehog, with no blind spots at all.
Yan Xiao slid through 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 flaw still appeared.
This is a new ability, different from the previous peck to death and movement out of thin air. Jiang Wang has only seen these abilities for the first time, and cannot yet accurately describe and summarize them.
But a terrible imagination suddenly occurred in his mind.
It seems that Yan Xiao has embarked on a completely different path than recorded, and judging from these abilities...
How many types have it been refined into? Including the torn left wing, if we assume that it also represents one kind of ability, then there are already four kinds.
What changes will happen if it is allowed to develop into five abilities?
As the saying goes, "Although a sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs." The same is true for swallows, which also have five internal organs.
If Yan Xiao develops five abilities, will he be able to achieve heaven just like a monk obtains five magical powers?
What about after Tianfu?
This thought just passed by in a flash, and Jiang Wang had no time to think about it.
Because his sword circle had disintegrated on the spot.
Yan Xiao even probed his beak, aiming for his throat.
Jiang Wang only flicked his wrist, and Sauvignon Blanc was already lying on his neck.
Within a few inches, even if the sword circle collapsed, he was confident enough to hold on to his vital points.
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 him hard on his back.
It's the Green Seven Trees.
Qing Qishu was not quite able to keep up with Yan Xiao's speed, but before Yan Xiao launched his attack, he guarded Jiang Wang with the awareness of a defensive master.
Sure enough, Yan Xiao's attack came.
But he was also caught and had most of his chest torn apart.
The chest was still bleeding.
He subconsciously reached out and wanted to grab Yan Xiao's wings.
He wanted to tear off Yan Xiao's wings directly!
But his hand paused in mid-air.
he can not!
It’s not that he doesn’t have the chance to do it, but even if he had, he wouldn’t be able to do it
He couldn't harm Yan Xiao directly, otherwise he would only usher in a stronger and more terrifying side of the monster after its resurrection.
The Dragon God is on top!
He, Qing Qishu, is a warrior, but he can only bear it and cannot fight back.
His teeth were almost broken, and he could only look at Yan Xiao fiercely.
All this sounds slow, but actually only happens in the moment of confrontation.
Jiang Wang felt that the person on his back had softened.
He hugged the person in his arms, and his position was immediately reversed.
The blade of the sword is horizontally facing Yan Xiao.
It was at this time that Yan Xiao saw the inscription on the Sauvignon Blanc sword - Yan returns to the nest.
Yan Xiao, enveloped in pure violence and madness, seemed to suddenly think of something.
His eyes were clear for a moment, and then were 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!"
