Battle Against the Royal Fighting Team (Final)

Seeing Shrek's unusual movements, Yu Tianheng was briefly stunned before quickly realizing what was happening.

"Not good!" he cried, anxiety appearing between his brows.

"Shi Mo, Shi Mo, go stop their Soul Ancestor." After swiftly issuing the order, Yu Tianheng charged toward the Ghost Leopard Soul Master, Osler.

It was not that he feared Zhao Xuan, but Zhao Xuan restrained him too greatly, making it difficult for him to use his full strength. He could only avoid Zhao Xuan's edge and have the Shi brothers support Yu Feng.

"Understood!"

The Shi brothers shouted in unison. Shi Mo's injuries had mostly recovered under Ye Lingling's treatment; the healing effects of the Nine Heart Begonia truly lived up to their reputation.

He summoned back the scattered armor plates and formed them into a tortoiseshell shield, then charged at Zhao Xuan alongside Shi Mo.

Yu Feng, who had been locked in combat with Xiao Wu, suddenly felt his eyelid twitch. A faint sense of foreboding rose in his heart. Turning his head, he discovered that Zhao Xuan was rapidly charging toward him.

"Damn!"

Yu Feng's expression changed, and he hurriedly broke away from Xiao Wu and flew into the air.

At the beginning, Yu Feng had carelessly let Xiao Wu beat him senseless. Though he quickly recovered from that disadvantage, his earlier injuries meant he could only fight her to a draw. If their Soul Ancestor arrived, then defeat would be inevitable.

Flapping his wings, he shook off Xiao Wu and flew toward the Royal Fighting Team. As a flying-type Soul Master, the ability to fly was one of his greatest advantages.

Naturally, Zhao Xuan was the one charging straight at him. Zhao Xuan's gaze sharpened when he saw this. Still trying to run?

He swiftly condensed a Lightning Longbow, narrowed his eyes