Qi Xun and Ying Wujie didn't even look at the millions of troops. Even when facing millions of troops, they still remained calm.

Ying Wujie shook his head calmly, "Fengtianjuan, you can't get involved."

"Since you don't want to hand over it, I'll take it myself." Xiao Chen sneered, then shouted loudly, "Flying Dragon, Set Sun, Blood Moon, where is it?"

The three special forces are named Feilong, Setoyance and Blood Moon.

"Here!" Hearing this, all the members of the special forces shouted loudly.

"It's time to show your achievements in the past half month of cultivation. Form a formation for me and kill the enemy!" Xiao Chen gave an order.

"Yes!" All members of the three special forces yelled loudly.

The three special forces seemed to have turned into three wholes in an instant.

"Roar!" A sudden sound came from above the head of the Feilong Special Forces, as if it could shake the soul.

I saw a huge phantom of flying dragons faintly condensed in the void. With a roar, I saw ten miles of ice, which was extremely terrifying.

Almost the moment the flying dragon condensed, he directly rushed towards Ying Wujie.

call!

As it roared, a large piece of ice flame spewed out of its mouth. Although the ice flame was in the shape of a flame, it contained extremely terrifying low temperatures.

It was like trying to seal the void.

Immediately above the head of the Settling Sun Special Forces, a settling sun was faintly condensed, emitting a dim light.

There was a weak force in that light.

But when the light shines, it turns out to be like the five declines of heaven and man.

It can be clearly seen that dirt appeared on Ying Wujie's skin, which was originally as pure as glass. His long hair, which was originally soft, became dry and dull.

As for the last Blood Moon Special Forces, a blood-colored full moon condensed above the head.

call out!

A red light shot towards Ying Wujie from the blood moon like a sharp sword.

Even Xiao Chen felt a little tricky when these three special forces, any special forces team.

Three special forces teams took full advantage at the same time, and Ying Wujie suddenly felt a strong crisis.

"Not good!" Qi Xun, who was beside him, frowned, shouted suddenly, and prepared to help Ying Wujie.

It’s not that they are so close to each other, but that he knows very well that once Ying Wujie is killed, he will be in danger today.

But, how could Xiao Chen give him such an opportunity?

"Your opponent is me!" Xiao Chen's body shook and stopped Qi Xian.

Before, Xiao Chen had to deal with the joint efforts of Qi Xun and Ying Wujie, and was constrained everywhere. Now that he is concentrating on dealing with one person, the situation will naturally improve greatly.

Xiao Chen's hands were squinted up and down, and a vertical eye suddenly condensed between his hands.

Destroy the Dharma Eye!

call out!

A black light shot straight towards Qi Xin from the Destruction Dharma Eye.

This destructive Dharma Image was obtained by the Qi State military god by chance, but it was not taught by the master, and Qi Xian would definitely not.

Sure enough, Qi Xun's face suddenly became a little more serious.

But that's all, "It's ridiculous to use soul art in front of me."

"I'll show you what real soul art is."

As Qi Xun finished speaking, he suddenly stood up straight, with an unprecedented solemn expression on his face, and then knelt down towards Xiao Chen.

Don't underestimate this gentle kneeling.

boom!

Almost as Qi Xian knelt down, the destructive magic eyes between Xiao Chen's hands suddenly exploded.

Xiao Chen felt his body tremble.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Xun's body slowly leaned down and kowtowed.

Almost as soon as his body leaned forward slightly, Xiao Chen felt an indescribable severe pain. It was not the pain on his body, but the pain on his soul.

Xiao Chen only felt that his soul seemed to be about to be shattered.

Qi Xian's worship is not something that anyone can afford.

"No, I must not let him bow down!" Xiao Chen said in his heart.

He had a feeling that once Qi Xu completely bowed, he would undoubtedly die today.

At this moment, Xiao Chen could only endure the severe pain in his soul. The Pojun gun in his hand tightened suddenly and roared, "Break it for me!"

The spear pointed directly at Qi Xu's eyebrows.

But before the spear could be stabbed, a faint light shield appeared around Qi Xun's body, which was simply indestructible, blocking Xiao Chen's shot.

At the same time, the kowtows were even greater.

"Hmph!" Xiao Chen groaned, feeling that his soul could no longer bear the terrible tearing force.

Xiao Chen was shocked and angry. Qi Xun was indeed extraordinary.

But Xiao Chen naturally couldn't accept his fate. At this moment, he roared again, "Pojun, kill me!"

Buzzing!

The Pojun gun in Xiao Chen's hand suddenly trembled, as if he had woken up.

There seemed to be endless tentacles appearing on the spear, and they rushed into Xiao Chen's palm. The spear and Xiao Chen seemed to merge into one. The power of the Pojun gun suddenly surged.

Kick!

There were endless cracks on the light shield in front of Qi Xun.

Boom!

As the light shield shattered, he bowed completely and did not go down completely.

Qi Xun's eyes showed a hint of unwillingness, but he did not dare to shake the Pojun gun, and quickly rolled his body backwards and set a distance from Xiao Chen.

"Huh!" Xiao Chen then breathed a sigh of relief.

He may not necessarily have to defeat Qi Xun now. As long as he can stop him and prevent him from supporting Ying Wujie.

The best way to do this is to defeat them one by one.

The three special forces teams join forces should be enough to kill Ying Wujie. As long as you kill Ying Wujie, Qi Xu will not be able to escape.

At that moment, Xiao Chen hurriedly looked to the side.

"Huh?" But even Xiao Chen couldn't help but be shocked after seeing this.

Ying Wujie was haggard at this moment, and he didn't look as heroic as before, but an extremely old and weak look.

It looks like it's just about to be idled.

His body was covered with scars.

His hands and feet were frozen by the flying dragon's ice flame, and large areas of frostbite and burn appeared on it.

The chest, shoulders and abdomen were even more pierced by the light of the blood moon, piercing one blood hole after another, and blood stained the clothes all over the body.

But Ying Wujie's body was still standing there with straightness.

His physical function declined, but his eyes seemed to be brighter, and he was not affected by the power of the setting sun.

Xiao Chen instinctively felt something bad and felt a little uneasy.

At this moment, suddenly, the pair of double pupils in Ying Wujie's eyes shone brightly, as if they had been resurrected.
Chapter completed!