A Speechless Wang Teng

"Damn it, how could it be this strong?"

The longer Wang Teng fought, the uglier his expression became. If not for the help of these two idiots, he would not have been a match for Little Red even in a single exchange.

"Wonderful! But I've had enough fun."

Little Red laughed loudly, spread his wings, and flew to the highest point. Waves of terrifying power slowly began to gather.

"Phoenix True Form."

Little Red let out a roar. An incomparably terrifying phantom of a phoenix directly enveloped him, and his aura had already reached an utterly horrifying level.

"Die."

The enormous phoenix phantom enveloping Little Red looked down at the three with utterly indifferent eyes. Its merciless gaze rested quietly upon them, its voice freezing cold.

The next moment, the enormous phoenix phantom charged at the three of them like a falling meteor, carrying terrifying might.

Phoenix True Form was a bloodline divine ability of the phoenix clan. Its power was incomparably great; once unleashed, it could erupt with ten times one's own strength for a short period, increasing every attribute tenfold. It was simply terrifying.

"Damn it, block it!"

Seeing Little Red in such a terrifying state, Wang Teng's eyes nearly split apart. He raised the long saber in his hand to block, but how could Little Red's attack be so easily stopped?

At the instant they collided, Wang Teng was smashed brutally into the ground. Upon seeing this, Wang Shengtian and Li Qingxuan immediately moved to encircle Little Red.

Wang Teng would receive the frontal attack, while the two of them waited for the moment Little Red exhausted his force before launching their own attack. That was their only sliver of a chance to turn the tables.

But while the plan sounded easy, putting it into practice was