Feng Yingqiu didn't care what they were thinking, she stared at the mirror tightly.
Whether he can turn defeat into victory depends on Ye Xiu.
Only by defeating the leader can one boost morale and launch a counterattack.
"Boy, you have completely angered me. I want you to know what despair is!"
Yan Feng let out a heartbreaking roar.
I saw that the skin on his forehead began to crack, revealing an eye as deep as an abyss.
Then he saw a creature crawling out of his eyes.
It was an eight-headed snake, and each snake head had a different color, exuding a violent aura.
This big guy also had eight tentacle-like things, which penetrated deeply into Yan Feng's flesh and blood.
The power of the two converged, and the fusion greatly enhanced his strength.
Feng Qingying was shocked: "The eight-headed ancient beast snake is actually real. I really thought he was so strong. It turns out he used this cheating method."
Feng Shuitao spat: "What rubbish. How could you have the nerve to laugh at us so loudly just now?"
The muscles on Yan Feng's face kept shaking: "I'll kill you!"
He immediately became angry.
If Ye Xiu hadn't been forced into a desperate situation, he wouldn't have used this biggest trump card.
But now he could clearly feel that the Shura clan army behind him looked at him differently.
They didn't know that Yan Feng actually used this method to make his combat power crush Feng Qingying and Feng Shuitao.
He thought he was relying on his own strength, which was undoubtedly a huge blow to his reputation.
Although he had done some tricks, the aura that Yan Feng erupted at this moment was earth-shattering and unparalleled.
Bottomless cracks appeared on the ground.
Black thunder and lightning fell from the sky, smashing the mountains into pieces.
Feng Qingying and Feng Shuitao looked pale, and then stepped forward to help Ye Xiu without saying a word.
Since Yan Feng doesn't care about martial ethics anymore, they don't need to.
"You don't have to come."
Ye Xiu stopped them.
Facing the terrifying aura emanating from Yan Feng, he smiled and said, "If I still need your help to deal with such garbage, then how can I survive?"
Yan Feng was deeply angered by Ye Xiu's words.
His legs were bent, then suddenly straightened, and a large crater instantly opened up on the ground beneath his feet.
His speed was so fast that he couldn't even catch his shadow, and he arrived in front of Ye Xiu within a tenth of a second.
Waving his fists, he unleashed an unparalleled power that shattered the heavens and the world.
Both the enemy and ourselves were completely attracted by this moment, staring closely.
In the command room, Feng Yingqiu, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly felt his heart pounding: "The brats of the Shura clan are really despicable!
No, the strength he can show now has reached the peak of Da Luo Jinxian, and Feng Xiu may not be able to defeat him."
The expressions of other think tanks also became solemn.
They can calculate the winning rate between the two sides through analysis.
Feng Yingqiu asked anxiously: "How is the situation? Have you calculated it? What is the winning rate between the two of them?"
An old man with silver hair stood up and said in a deep voice: "After calculation, Yan Feng's winning rate is 76%. My suggestion is to ask the Demon Emperor to take action now. Maybe Feng Xiu can be saved."
Feng Yingqiu gritted her teeth: "Okay, I will contact the Demon Emperor now, and I must save Feng Xiu no matter what!"