Zhuo Wen stood there with calm eyes. Although the aura unleashed by the Saint of the Phoenix Clan was terrifying, Zhuo Wen was not too frightened.
Just when Zhuo Wen was about to burst out the Pangu Holy Body, Zhongli Hao Yan was like a light swallow, rushing towards the Saint of the Phoenix Clan without hesitation.
And Zhongli and Haoyan's words before leaving, "I'll help you block it for a while," are deeply engraved in Zhuo Wen's heart.
Zhuo Wen wanted to bring Zhongli Haoyan back, but unfortunately, it was too late, Zhongli Haoyan had already rushed to the saint girl of the Phoenix tribe.
What Zhongli and Hao Yan used was a divine sword that was entirely blue. The surface of this divine sword was engraved with dense blood lines, and it was very powerful.
Zhuo Wen estimated that this divine sword should be a creation-level artifact, and its grade is not low.
"Feiyan Sword Cut!"
Zhongli and Hao Yan's eyes were like daggers. At this moment, she seemed to have ignored the terrifying fiery aura erupted by the Saint of the Phoenix Clan. Only the light blue divine sword in her hand remained in her eyes.
The saintess of the Phoenix clan stopped and saw the stern eyes of Zhongli Haoyan in front of her. She smiled contemptuously and said: "Zhongli Haoyan, you are no match for me, and you still want to fly a moth into the flame. Then I will help you!"
After finishing her words, the Saintess of the Phoenix Clan flipped her jade palm upwards, and suddenly a dazzling flame erupted from her palm. The flame was crimson red and transformed into a red python, which suddenly rushed out and hit Zhongli.
In front of Hao Yan.
Bang bang bang!
Zhongli and Hao Yan's eyes were still calm. She held the divine sword in her right hand and suddenly drew it out at a speed that seemed to exceed the speed of light.
The face of the Saint of the Phoenix Tribe changed, and Zhuo Wen's eyes also changed.
The Saint of the Phoenix Clan quickly retreated, and the moment she retreated, the red python was cut into countless pieces and disintegrated into countless sparks.
The Saint of the Phoenix Clan landed lightly on the ground, her beautiful eyes were solemn, and then she noticed that the front part of her skirt was completely shattered.
She had no doubt that if her reaction had been any slower, her feet might have been shattered.
"It's actually the Feiyan Sword Slash. This is Hao Yan's strongest move. It is said that there are seven, seven and forty-nine moves in this move. Each move is more terrifying than the last, just like the rolling waves, each wave is higher than the last! Once Feiyan is killed
The sword slash moves are shrouded in it, and the enemy will have to bear the blows of the Feiyan Sword Slash."
The moment Ye Qitun saw Zhongli Haoyan's stunning sword strike, he showed a solemn expression.
"Holy Girl, Feiyan Sword Slash has just begun! I wonder if you can survive to the end?"
Zhongli Hao Yan's faint voice sounded, like the echo in an empty valley, constantly echoing and spreading around.
The Phoenix clan saint girl raised her head and immediately saw Zhongli Haoyan's emotionless eyes.
The moment she used Feiyan Sword, Zhongli and Haoyan's emotions completely disappeared. Those eyes seemed to be completely focused on the divine sword in her hand, unmoved by anything.
Clang clang clang!
Zhongli Haoyan, who had a figure like a swallow, was close to the Saint of the Phoenix Clan. He drew his sword again, and the sword light was like water, washing away the lead and pouring into the air. It looked so beautiful and sharp.
"Zhongli Haoyan, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
The Saint of the Phoenix Tribe was furious and kicked her jade feet, and circles of flame vortexes suddenly emerged from under her feet.
Boom!
The whirlpool of flames grew larger and larger, eventually enveloping the Saint of the Phoenix Tribe.
At this moment, the Saintess of the Phoenix Clan is like a proud phoenix, controlling the strong flame and constantly playing with it.
Bang bang bang!
Zhongli and Hao Yan were like flying swallows, quickly surrounded by the whirlpool of flames, and the divine sword in their hands kept slashing out. The sword was deadly and its moves were terrifying.
I saw that the flame vortex was blasted out into terrifying depressions everywhere, but it was not broken.
"The flying swallow-striking swallow returns to its nest!"
Suddenly, in the void, Zhongli and Hao Yan's faint voice came again.
Zhongli and Hao Yan, on the other hand, soared straight into the sky. When she reached a certain height, she suddenly fell. Her speed was so fast that it exceeded the speed of light, and she was in front of the flame vortex in an instant.
Endless sword light appeared in front of Zhongli Hao Yan, manifesting a flying swallow that spread its wings and sang loudly, and fell into the whirlpool of flames.
"This is the last move of Feiyan's slashing attack, and it is also Hao Yan's strongest move. It's really terrifying! This kind of battle is beyond the scope of our intervention!"
Ye Qitun looked at the scene in front of him, with a hint of admiration and loneliness in his eyes.
boom!
The flame vortex suddenly collapsed, and countless sparks burst out.
Among the swaying sparks were the astonished eyes and ever-waving veil of the Saint of the Phoenix Clan.
The flying swallow made a loud cry, fell from the sky, and landed on the Phoenix Clan Saint.
Boom!
The terrifying sound of explosions, accompanied by endless air waves, swept in all directions.
The human race and the alien race were all blown back and forth by this wave of air, and then fell back again.
Zhuo Wen also took a few steps back. His eyes were solemn, looking at the battlefield in front of him that was obscured by countless smoke and dust, and he even used his spiritual consciousness to explore it.
But he found that the battlefield was completely suppressed by the terrifying auras of Zhongli Haoyan and the Saint of the Phoenix Clan. Although his spiritual consciousness was able to penetrate inside, his perception was infinitely weakened and he could not clearly see the specific scene.
He only saw one person standing up slowly among the countless smoke and dust, while the other person was kneeling on the ground.
The figure who stood up grabbed the man kneeling on the ground by the neck and immediately threw him away.
The figure was thrown away violently, as helpless as a falling leaf.
Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed and he found that the thrown figure was flying towards him.
When this figure broke through the smoke and completely appeared in front of Zhuo Wen, Zhuo Wen discovered that this figure turned out to be Zhongli Haoyan.
At this moment, Zhongli and Hao Yan were pale and coughing up blood. There was a huge blood hole in her chest, and a divine sword was stuck in the blood hole.
And this divine sword is the sword of Zhongli Haoyan.
Zhuo Wen suddenly flew out and caught Zhongli and Hao Yan in mid-air. The moment he was about to land, a hot breath rushed out from the smoke and blasted towards his vitals.
Zhuo Wen snorted coldly and thrust out his right palm. His palm emitted crystal light, which mixed with the fiery breath.
The fiery breath was a flaming python, but it was dispersed by Zhuo Wen's palm, and Zhuo Wen fell down with Zhongli and Hao Yan in his arms.
Zhongli Haoyan coughed up a mouthful of blood again, and then she saw clearly that it was Zhuo Wen who saved her.
"Ahem! Brother Long, you didn't run away?" Zhongli Hao Yan said weakly.
Zhuo Wen shook his head and did not answer Zhongli Hao Yan's words, but waved to Yao Xiangjun who was not far away.
Yao Xiangjun quickly came to Zhuo Wen. Zhuo Wen handed Zhongli Hao Yan to Yao Xiangjun and said in a deep voice: "Junior sister Yao, you will take care of Miss Zhongli first!"
Yao Xiangjun nodded quickly, and immediately his beautiful eyes fell into the smoke and dust in front of him, where a beautiful figure slowly walked out and said worriedly: "Brother Long, this Saint of the Phoenix Clan is too terrifying, you..."
"Leave it to me!" Zhuo Wen said with a slight smile.