"Whoosh!"
In the darkness, Han Cangyan's wings beat again.
Countless feathers as sharp as blades came sweeping down toward Luo Zheng.
"Puff, puff, puff..."
Luo Zheng's body trembled slightly in midair, and he let out a muffled groan.
This time, four feathers struck Luo Zheng. Three of them grazed his shoulder and leg, while another pierced straight through his chest.
Hearing Luo Zheng's muffled groan, Chen Huang Yi Sword and Hua Tianming, who were not far away, immediately turned grim.
"At this rate, Luo Zheng may not be able to hold on!" Chen Huang Yi Sword sent a True Essence Voice Transmission to Hua Tianming.
He and Hua Tianming had entered Saint Mountain merely to vie for a Saint's position. They were nowhere near as important as Luo Zheng.
After saying this, Chen Huang Yi Sword surged forward. As he dodged the spears falling from above, his longsword cleaved downward, instantly transforming into sheets of sword nets that spread toward Han Cangyan.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang..."
But his sword nets could not cut through Han Cangyan's armor at all. Han Cangyan paid no attention to Chen Huang Yi Sword and simply continued relentlessly pummeling Luo Zheng.
"That method won't work!"
Hua Tianming kept his eyes closed, sensing every movement in the darkness.
"What else can we do? This isn't the Abyss Demon Region!" Chen Huang Yi Sword replied anxiously.
In the Abyss Demon Region, he could still use Primal Fear Power. But he did not understand that even if Ling Shu lent Chen Huang Yi Sword all her Primal Fear Power, it would still be impossible to break through Han Cangyan's armor!
"That little girl's Ice Flower can't convert that black energy either. If this continues, Luo Zheng will surely die..." Hua Tianming grew restless as well.
Another muffled