Chapter 1716
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"Whoosh!"
The Vermilion Bird Arrow pierced through the air and accurately hit a fleeing blood spiritualist!
The powerful force instantly penetrated the blood spiritualist's chest and the Vermilion Bird Sacred Flame began to burn fiercely …
The blood spiritualist didn't even have time to let out a wail before he was turned into a handful of charred remains.
Almost at the same time, the Night Slaying Scythe turned into a black stream of light and flashed by. The blood spiritualist on the right suddenly stopped in his tracks.
After a full three seconds, the blood spiritualist's head slowly slid down from his neck and blood spurted out like a fountain!
The High Pressure Water Dragon Bullet was like a vicious beast and its destructive power was the most terrifying. Wherever it passed, it could be said that not even a blade of grass could survive.
The last remaining blood spiritualist felt the terrifying pressure behind him and his mind went blank. He could only watch helplessly as the roar of the vicious beast behind him got closer and closer …
"Roar!"
The High Pressure Water Dragon Bullet instantly engulfed the last blood spiritualist, leaving not even a trace of him behind.
In less than five seconds, the three fleeing Blood Spiritualists were all killed. Not a single one was spared!
At the same time, the only hole in the Frost Prison gradually began to repair itself and became flawless.
In an instant, everyone in the ice cage fell silent. Their eyes were filled with unconcealable despair.
The white-clothed priest looked up at Feng Yixiu in the air and seemed to be trembling slightly. It was unknown whether it was because of despair or anger …
"I say, Captain, aren't you being a little too mean?! Why don't you let us participate in such a good thing like killing demons! "
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Xiao suddenly jumped out of the Skysea Lake and landed steadily on the shore.
"Yes, yes … I think if it wasn't for someone, Captain wouldn't have let us participate …"
Shen Ruyu and The End Of Summer also followed closely behind and jumped out of the water very elegantly. The dazzling flames instantly dried everyone's clothes.
Feng Yixiu smiled at the three of them and said faintly, "Sorry, sorry. I was too engrossed in the fight and almost forgot that you guys were still here …"
Han Xiao warmed up his wrists as he approached the Frost Prison. Seeing that there were only a few blood spiritualists left, he frowned and said, "Captain, you're too fierce! You don't even know how many are left for us … "
"Now there's only the endgame left. Captain, you can't attack anymore! It's very rare for us to encounter so many blood spiritualists … "The End Of Summer gently raised her hand, and the spinning scythe steadily flew back into her hand.
The End Of Summer, Han Xiao, and the others usually carried out some missions from the Alliance. They rarely had the chance to fight with a real blood spiritualist.
Not to mention meeting so many blood spiritualists at once. It could be said that it was an excellent opportunity to enrich his combat experience …
Feng Yixiu crossed his arms and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, okay … I won't attack anymore. But you guys have to be quick! I reckon that the Northwest Wind Division has already sent people over. We can't trouble them to clean up the mess for us … "
"Captain, don't worry! It won't take too long to deal with these rotten fish and shrimps … "Han Xiao suddenly punched his fists, causing a dull sound to erupt.
Feng Yixiu glanced at the time and said faintly, "If I'm not wrong, there should be three minutes left …"
After saying that, Feng Yixiu actually closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the head of the Azure Jade Qilin Dragon. He closed his eyes and began to rest.
When the white-clothed priest saw that Feng Yixiu actually closed his eyes, flames of anger were about to burst out from his eyes.
"Damn it! You guys are going too far. A warrior prefers death to humiliation! "
The white-clothed priest struggled to stand up with his heavily injured body. Soon after, he suddenly jumped and attacked Feng Yixiu.
"Pa!"
However, the heavily injured white-clothed priest was no match for Feng Yixiu. Feng Yixiu didn't even need to attack. The Azure Jade Qilin Dragon's powerful tail swung and the white-clothed priest fell from the sky.
Now that the white-clothed priest had lost his blood spirit, he could only rely on his own strength. Moreover, he was also heavily injured.
Under such circumstances, it was impossible for him to pose any threat to Feng Yixiu. He couldn't even get close to him.
The white-clothed priest struggled to crawl out of the deep pit and spat out a mouthful of blood. Soon after, he dismissed the idea of attacking Feng Yixiu. Instead, he looked at the three people outside the ice cage.
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