"Go away!" A huge sound erupted from the monster's body, and the violent soul impact washed away everyone who besieged the fused alien race.
This is the real name skill of the Phantom Spirit Clan, which has extremely strong attack capabilities.
Fortunately, Xu Ziming was shared by five people, which reduced the harm to a certain extent.
"Ah!" The pain of soul tearing troubled the weaker Tang Xing and Wu Mengmeng, but Chen Jinghao, Xu Ziming, and Shen Xingyue had no reaction.
"Sure enough, these two people have also practiced the secret method of tempering the spirit." Xu Ziming thought after seeing this scene.
However, it is not Phantom Spirit Clan who releases this skill. It not only has the powerful soul attack ability of the Phantom Spirit Clan, but also has a strong body like a red-skinned alien.
Therefore, at the moment when the soul impact was released, it did not wait quietly like when Phantom Spirit Clan hit Xu Ziming. Instead, it took action directly, hoping to directly kill the most affected Tang Xing and Wu Mengmeng.
"Bang!" The sound of fists clashing sounded, and Chen Jinghao rushed forward again, blocking its attack with a simple punch.
Subsequently, the attacks of Xu Ziming and Shen Xingyue came at the same time and hit the alien's back.
However, at the moment when it was about to hit, the alien's body instantly disappeared on the spot.
The two of them had to stop quickly to prevent mistakes and hit Chen Jinghao.
But the alien figure reappeared not far away. Obviously, its third ability is teleportation!
"Teleportation cannot be used casually without any physical exertion. You must pay some price!" Xu Ziming recognized this ability in an instant and immediately analyzed it calmly.
"Hey, wake up!" Shen Xingyue took the opportunity to come to Wu Mengmeng, and suddenly a light blue thin line appeared in his hand and slowly penetrated into Wu Mengmeng's mind.
Then, her eyes slowly returned from chaos to a normal state, and then the energy left Wu Mengmeng's body and was transferred to Tang Xing's body.
"Dragon Trap!" Xu Ziming's right hand danced continuously. This first move from <Five Prison Sword Art> could already be used with great proficiency.
Xu Ziming released three times at the same time, one of which pounced directly on the fusion alien, and the other two blocked its retreat direction that could move instantly.
In the end, only one way of survival was left, which means: the next alien race will definitely appear in this location!
"Mountain-Splitting Fist!" Chen Jinghao had been waiting at that position and punched fiercely at an empty position.
"Bang!" A huge fist wave surged up, instantly sealing the only blind spot and successfully hitting the guy who could teleport.
"Sure enough, the teleportation distance is limited, and the first teleportation just now is its distance limit!" Xu Ziming and the others tacitly agreed.
Under the screening of the new College Entrance Exam, there is no bad martial artist, everyone has a high combat IQ!
"Cough! Cough!" After enduring such a severe impact, it was still a bit unbearable even though the fused alien race had the extremely powerful Life Energy Level.
"Pursue victory!" Xu Ziming saw it like this. Even though he didn't have much physical strength left, he still swung Jinghong Sword quickly, trying to replicate the combined move just now in a very short time.
However, not everything was satisfactory to him. When he found that he seemed unable to escape the siege of several people, the eyes of this fused alien race surged with violence.
It did not teleport to a distance as Xu Ziming imagined to withstand Chen Jinghao's inevitable blow. Instead, it directly used its body to hold Xu Ziming's sword-filled Sword Qi, and instantly rushed in front of him.
"It's broken!" Chen Jinghao's position is not enough to rush away. Xu Ziming's Life Energy Level is too low. If it takes a punch from this monster, it may directly lose its combat effectiveness!
Just when the huge red fist was about to land on Xu Ziming's body, a refreshing scent of jasmine floated into the tip of his nose.
"Idiot..." Shen Xingyue rolled his eyes and stood in front of Xu Ziming. A seemingly small hand instantly grasped the fist coming from the alien attack.
"Don't be stunned, hit it quickly!" Shen Xingyue frowned, the punch she received was not comfortable.
"Jinghong Dance!" Regardless of the physical damage, Xu Ziming grabbed Shen Xingyue's waist with his left hand and threw it in the direction of Wu Mengmeng.
And his figure was like a drunken swordsman, surrounding the fused alien race and attacking quickly.
Each sword carried huge lethality, cutting off pieces of flesh and blood from this alien race!
The feeling of death and silence lingers in the alien race's heart. It really can't figure out why it has such a strong strength and still falls into passivity.
Phantom Spirit Clan, a red-skinned alien, a blue-skinned alien, the consciousnesses of three people are competing for control of this body at the same time.
They all want to prove that they are the strongest, that they can change the outcome and avenge their people.
However, they only have this body!
"Let him die!" Xu Ziming roared, and Jinghong trembled and waved out, long knife, fists, feet, and spear!
Five attack methods come from five directions!
"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and the body of the fused alien race exploded, splattering blood all over the ground.
The five of them panted and looked in the direction of Peng Zhuofeng, but when they looked there, they saw an extremely unforgettable scene.
"Ahhh!" A fierce scream came from a distance. Peng Zhuofeng stood in the air covered in blood, and opposite him was the True Martial Sect Disciple who was very arrogant just now.
"I thought you had arrogant strength, but I didn't expect you to be so unbearable. Sure enough, there will be no real strong people in a garbage place like True Martial Sect. In my opinion, your leader is just a mediocre person."
There was ridicule on Peng Zhuofeng's face, and he seemed to be very interested in abusing True Martial Sect Disciple. It was obvious that his strength was almost overwhelming when faced with a monster that Xu Ziming couldn't match.
"You are just a high school student, but you dare to talk about our leader. Even if First Human Expert Sun Yuan stands in front of our leader, you may not dare to call him by his first name!!"
"That's nonsense!" Peng Zhuofeng completely lost interest, and with the movement of his palm, True Martial Sect Disciple's entire body turned out of shape.
But Peng Zhuofeng itself is still unscathed.
"Do you really think that my True Martial Sect layout for so long will be ruined because of a little baby like you?" A completely different voice sounded from this True Martial Sect Disciple.
This voice sounds a bit old, but also seems to be very young.
And with the emergence of this voice, World-Transcending Clear Qi, which originally only caused visual interference, suddenly became "alive".
The sounds of shouting and killing in the secret realm stopped in an instant, all the pictures were frozen in an instant, and a power that transcended everything came in.
An emotionless human face suddenly appeared in the secret realm, "Pengcheng Branch's are all mediocre people. I don't know who thought of this kind of rubbish revenge..."