Chapter 1109 Fight to Fame (19)
The gathering of the Fragmentary Star Palace emptied the phantom spirit team, and Qi Xia and the others stood by Shen Yanxiao's side in a tacit understanding.
"It's all settled on your side?" Qi Xia looked at Shen Yanxiao with a smile, seeing that she was unscathed, they were relieved.
"Guess." Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrows.
The five beasts laughed without saying a word, seeing Shen Yanxiao's face full of spring, they knew that everything was going well.
The six members of the phantom group and Lan Fengli turned their gazes to Broken Xinggong.
Senior Brother Qian's face was ugly. The dozen or so people around him were in extremely bad condition. They had never been hit like this before. The current situation was too shocking for them.
"Senior Brother Qian, what should we do?" A second-turn magic archer looked at Senior Brother Qian with a mournful face. He was really scared. Seeing his companion being wiped by Lan Fengli on the neck in front of his eyes, he had never felt Death will be so close to oneself.
Senior Brother Qian gritted his teeth, he had never expected to hit this level.
But if it continues, they will all be buried here.
"You protect the law for me. Even if you die, you can't disgrace the reputation of the Broken Star Palace." Senior Brother Qian took a deep breath, and with the intention of breaking the boat, it is impossible for them to retreat today, but just He absolutely cannot bear to be obliterated by a group of juniors like this,
Even if he died, he would take them to be buried with him!
Everyone in Broken Star Palace was startled, and immediately understood what Senior Brother Qian meant. A dozen people stood guard beside Senior Brother Qian, forming a circle to protect Senior Brother Qian.
"What are they going to do?" Tang Nazhi put a hand on Li Xiaowei's shoulder, and looked suspiciously at the people in Broken Star Palace who were behaving strangely.
I saw that, under the protection of everyone, Senior Brother Qian slowly raised the staff in his hand, his pale lips parted, and a series of incomprehensible incantations overflowed from his mouth.
Qi Xia's eyes changed in an instant.
"We can't let him finish singing, he wants to use the great magister's life-threatening magic to die with us!" Qi Xia's voice showed a trace of eagerness.
"Death-fighting magic?" The members of the phantom group were unfamiliar with these four words, but the things that could make Qi Xia nervous were by no means that simple.
Shen Yanxiao didn't wait for Qi Xia's explanation, and immediately said: "Yang Xi, Nazhi, you rush over with me! Xiaowei, Qi Xia, concentrate all your attacks on the three people on the left, Ah Yu Make a holy shield!"
No matter what plans Broken Star Palace made, they have no reason to let them complete.
The cooperation between the phantom spirit team has been very tacit, the next second after Shen Yanxiao gave the order, Shen Yanxiao, Yang Xi and Tang Nazhi had already rushed over, and Qi Xia and Li Xiaowei had already aimed all their attacks at After killing the three people on the left, the totem in Yan Yu's hand cast a holy shield on them at an astonishing speed.
A large force of magic spread out from the staff in Senior Brother Qian's hand, and the huge impact made the citizens of Twilight City not far away fear it.
Such a powerful magic power almost brought together all the magic power of a great magister.
Its terrifying degree can be imagined! !
Desperate magic, just like its name, is a deadly magic that sends the caster and the caster's targets under the death scythe.