Jun Moye and Mu Hanyue attacked Fen Chen one after another. Each attack was aimed at his fatal weakness, and each move was ruthless and merciless.
The golden moon flashing under their feet was so dazzling, and it also showed the summoning levels of the three people.
There are nine golden moons under Fen Chen's feet. He is only one step away from being a peak summoner at the heaven level, but he has not yet broken through.
Jun Moye's current strength is a heaven-level eight-star summoner, while Mu Hanyue is still above a heaven-level six-star summoner. The difference is only one level, but the difference in strength is completely different.
It is already difficult to enter the realm of heaven-level summoners, and it is even more difficult now. The difference between each level is immeasurable.
Therefore, even if the two of them joined forces, it was still not easy to capture Fenchen. The three of them kept fighting in the sky, but they could not hurt each other at all.
A strange light shone in Fen Chen's pupils. It was fleeting and disappeared very quickly. Both Jun Moye and Mu Hanyue noticed it, but they didn't know what it meant.
Fen Chenfei stepped forward and quickly arrived in front of the two men. A black elemental force suddenly erupted from his body and struck the two men's chests mercilessly.
Jun Moye and Mu Hanyue both flew back in unison, struck each other with powerful blows from their palms, and quickly attacked Fen Chen.
Light elements and dark elements filled the entire sky, and the speed in the air was changing and twisting, seemingly unable to withstand this powerful force.
Feili narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the figures in front of him. There was a hint of indifference in his fiery red pupils. In a flash, the figure disappeared from the place. When he appeared the next second, he was already behind everyone and in the palm of his hand.
A ball of fire element struck everyone mercilessly, killing everyone instantly with one absolute blow!
Feili whistled, and the demon dragon snorted: "These people are so weak."
In his opinion, these people are insignificant existences.
Feili raised his eyebrows: "Then I'll leave it all to you. I'm afraid of going to the sky to watch the battle."
Demonic Dragon: "...Get out!"
If you want to be lazy, go ahead!
Feili chuckled, said nothing more, and continued to join the battle.
Whether it was Ye Ying, Hei Xuan, or the other contracted beasts, the attack power unleashed by each of them was astonishing, and the people in the Meteor God Pavilion simply had no strength to resist.
Gishui turned his head to look at the demon dragon, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile flashed across his blue pupils. That smile was so beautiful that it was shocking.
The demon dragon sensed that line of sight, raised his eyes to meet them, and competed with the blue eyes of the passing water. A touch of tenderness surged in his arrogant eyes, and he curled his lips, flew towards the passing water, and swept her away.
Hugging his waist in his arms, he smiled coolly: "When you are tired, go and rest next to me, and I will deal with these people for you."
Gieshui couldn't help but laugh, and shook his head: "No need."
She is not a weak woman.
She just thanked Mu Hanyue for allowing her to meet the magic dragon again. After waiting for a hundred years, she finally reunited again, and she cherished it very much.
Demonic Dragon chuckled lightly, with a trace of endearment flashing in his eyes: "Well, my Shui'er is very strong."
Passing water shook his head and laughed, but there was warmth and tenderness in his heart.
Seeing this, Fei Li couldn't help but give the demon dragon a fierce look. He really was a close relative and friend. He was getting angry here just now, but his expression changed in the next second. That speed was definitely too fast.