At this time, Han Xiao saw that Xiao Tianzhen rushed towards himself, and immediately hid behind Feng Yixiu. He said with a loud voice: "Brother, I threw it for you, get him!"
Feng Yixiu smiled slightly, and the silver bone dragon gun behind him threw a gun flower, and then rushed towards Xiao Tian.
"Stop me, die!" Xiao Tian was already binocular, and the huge golden hammer in his hand slammed into himself.
Feng Yixiu almost subconsciously blocked this shocking blow with a gun barrel. It is indeed a powerful war necromancer. The power is indeed amazing.
However, within the scope of Feng Yixiu's tolerance, Feng Yixiu's arms shook it out with a push.
"This is your spirit soldier? But so..." Feng Yixiu sneered, then took the initiative to launch the offensive.
The entire body of the gun glowed with dazzling golden light, compressed to the extreme pressure, and turned into a silver thunder dragon, spurting out along the spearpoint.
Xiao Tian immediately used his huge golden hammer as a shield, blocking himself very tightly.
But what he didn't think of was that the silver dragon's terrifying penetrating power even passed his own spirit soldier easily, and then hit his shoulder.
Xiao Tian glanced at the hole in his shoulder, not only did not panic, but also smiled.
Feng Yixiu saw this brow furrowed, then turned into nothingness again, and instantly appeared behind Xiao Tian.
The silver-bone dragon spear that burst out of the dazzling thunder struck the opponent's chest straight, but it was unexpected that the figure in front of him appeared briefly distracted.
The figure of Xiao Tian turned into an illusion before him. When he saw the figure thoroughly, it was not Xiao Tian who was standing in front of him, but Lin Shuang'er!
Due to the difference in height between the two sides, the position where he originally wanted to stab the chest was a stab.
Feng Yixiu has been stunned for a long time, and he has never figured out what is going on.
"Dimensional cut!"
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While Feng Yixiu was empty and distracted, Lin Shuang'er's double-edged dagger cut through Feng Yixiu's chest.
The severe pain made Feng Yixiu step back abruptly, but felt a huge wind pressure appear behind him.
He almost turned around subconsciously, but saw a huge hammer that was only half a meter away from him.
The silver-bone dragon gun was hit by the heavy stick in the wind and was heavily hit by the heavy sledgehammer.
"clang!"
I don’t know if it’s the illusion of Feng Yixiu, this blow is twice as heavy as the last time I attacked myself!
Feng Yixiu immediately frowned, could it be that the other party just put water on himself?
But there is another possibility, that is, the role of the spirit soldier in the opponent's hands, which makes him think of the cat and the ebony!
There was no chance to rest at all. Suddenly the huge hammer in front of him disappeared and he almost fell due to inertia.
Another very fast attack, Lin Shuang'er again rushed towards the wind.
Feng Yixiu didn't even stand up for the battle, and very reluctantly escaped the opponent's dimensional clash, but his face was still tarnished.
The cooperation between the two is almost seamless, and the tacit understanding is like a person. This is not the point where practice can achieve!
Then he suddenly retreated a dozen steps to the side, then slowly looked at the huge Xuantian war elephant.
This Xuantian war elephant provides spiritual knowledge sharing for everyone. As long as this Xuantian war elephant does not die, the battle can never end!
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