Chapter 665 The Net

This soul eight guards are also really good, and the arm is also stretched out, and the big hand with claws has also turned into the size of a fan. He suddenly grabbed the top of Feng Xiaotian's head. The speed was so fast that a string of shadows flowed in the air, and it was about to be inserted into the blue light of the Sakyamuni Tower.

Feng Xiaotian was not afraid when he saw this. He sneered and shook his whole body. The magnificent fairy spirit suddenly continued to be injected into the Sakyamuni Tower. The blue light emitted by the Sakyamuni Tower soared, and among them, it rushed a dazzling light and hit the giant claws of the comer.

As soon as the blue light and the giant claws were slightly intertwined in the air, they heard a scream. The powerful giant claws suddenly took them back. One of the eight guards of the soul of Feng Xiaotian retreated a few steps in a row. A pair of gray-white eyes looked at Feng Xiaotian full of resentment, the other hand held an injured arm, and the palm that turned into a giant claw. It was already bloody, and it was clear that he had been injured.

Wang Xigua and other soul eight guards were suddenly shocked. Just now, the soul eight guards were clearly his famous unique soul-eating claws. His power was extremely high and his strength was not good. At this time, I was afraid that the yuan god could be caught, but he did not expect that under the sneak attack of the soul-eating claws, Feng Xiaotian could He suddenly fought back and made the other party suffer. No wonder this boy is so arrogant, but this cultivation has arrogant capital!

Hu Jialiang, who stood barely against the wall at the entrance of the cave, saw that the master was really so strong, but he was calm, and his face slowly eased down, so he simply sat down against the wall.

And the injured soul eight guards carried the spirit of immortality. The white light flashed on his arm, and the blood on the palm of his hand gradually stopped. Then he slowly put down his arm, stared at Feng Xiaotian, and said word by word, "Good boy, no wonder you dare to be so big. It turns out that you really have some strength, but you are alone, we Nine people coaxed up. Even if you have the best fairy weapon in your hand, I'm afraid it's inevitable!"

Feng Xiaotian smiled and said lightly, "Ha ha, no one can say big words. You are only nine people. I would like to warn you that it would be good to obey my Xiaoyao Sect as soon as possible. Otherwise, I can turn you into powder in an instant!"

Wang Watermelon was stunned when he heard the words, and a few bad things flashed in his heart. He didn't expect that Feng Xiaotian's tone would be so big, and there was obviously extremely strong self-confidence in his words. In addition, the other party instructed Hu Jialiang to deceive him here, and he must have made careful arrangements. After all, what is this Feng Xiaotian? It doesn't look like a fool. He won't do such a trap.

And the soul eight guards are used to arrogance. In this Wang family mine, their status is detached. There has always been no one in sight. How can they be so despised, especially in the later period of a fairy with comparable strength.

"Haha, what a arrogant boy. Don't think that you can rely on the best fairy weapons to wait for me. Today we will let you understand what real strength is! Let's form an array!" One of the eight guards of Sohun laughed wildly and finally issued an order.

The soul eight guards suddenly took a step forward, and their bodies unfolded together, lined up in a staggered formation, and locked the wind and small sky. Although the momentum of the eight people was connected together, the overall momentum was nearly a hundred times higher than that of the ordinary immortals in the later period. The blue light released by the Shakyamuni Tower was immediately suppressed back. There is only a thin layer more than a foot from the wind!

Feng Xiaotian was terrified. Because Hu Jialiang did not know the real bottom card of the soul eight guards, he did not know that the soul eight guards could form a formation far beyond the later stage of the immortals. Such a terrible momentum, I'm afraid it has reached the true immortal period, although he relies on With the Sakyamuni Tower and the incomparable spirit of immortals, it seems to be almost invincible among the immortals, but in the face of the strength of the true immortal period, it is still a little weak.

Wang Xigua took a few steps back. When he turned around, he saw Hu Jialiang sitting on the ground and watching the battle in the field. He couldn't help but fight angrily and scolded coldly, "Well, you are at home. How dare you stay here? Take you down first, and then deal with you after you catch your master!"

After saying that, Wang Xigua stretched out a finger, and a white light shot out from his fingertips and went straight to Hu Jialiang. Seeing this, Hu Jialiang was terrified and was about to get up and dodge, but it was too different from the strength of Wang Xigua. There was no time to make it. Soon the white light shot into his chest. Hu Jialiang fell down and his eyes were closed. He was already Wang Xigua. Recruit and restrain.

Looking at the field again, Feng Xiaotian ran the power of immortals with all his strength, and all of it was injected into the Shakyamuni Tower. The blue light of the Shakyamya Pagoda flourished again, resisting the pressure from the eight guards of the soul.

However, the combined strength of the soul eight guards has been equivalent to the peak state in the early days of the real immortals. Although Feng Xiaotian tried his best to promote the defense of Shakyamuni Tower, it was still very difficult, and soon he was sweating.

Seeing this, one of the Soul Eight Guards laughed proudly and said, "Kid, I still want to deal with our brother with this little strength, or quickly present this tower-shaped fairy weapon obediently. My brother is generous, and maybe they can spare you a nickname. Otherwise, in an instant, I will definitely teach you to turn into powder in an instant. !"

Feng Xiaotian did not answer, but stretched out his hand, and the blood-red light flashed. The sword of the grass pheasant had fallen into his hand. The spirit of the fairy spirit was quickly injected into the sword. A formula of chopping the sky immediately came out. The red light overflowed, and a red sword light rose to the sky and shot at one of the eight guards of the soul.

"Tianluo Diwang!" The eight guards of the soul shouted, and each rushed out of their palms. A white light spewed out from the middle of the palm, and then gathered together in mid-air. Then it quickly poured out and turned into a light net in mid-air, covering the wind small sky in it, and the red sword light emitted by the sword of the wind small grass pheasant hit the light net, and the light net Just a slight trembling, the red sword light turned into a little red light and disappeared in the air, and the formula of cutting the sky by Feng Xiaotian was announced to fail.

This does not count. At the same time, Feng Xiaotian also felt several sticky viscous forces falling from the white light net, which made Feng Xiaotian's body suddenly become heavy, and even his movements were much slower.

As for the three-tailed fire wolf summoned by Feng Xiaotian before, it was stuck by the white light net. Unexpectedly, it soon turned into a blue fog and returned to Feng Xiaotian.

Seeing the three-tailed fire wolf in the early stage of the immortals, he couldn't help but make a move. Feng Xiaotian couldn't help but wave the sword of the grass pheasant. He turned over the sky, the secret, the secret of breaking the sky, the secret to cut the sky, the secret to destroy the sky and other powerful Xuantian sword moves. In the whole white light net, the red light permeated, and the sword spirit was rampant. Unfortunately, the white light net, although It trembled, but it was very tough, and it was never broken by the wind.