With the improvement of the hymn scale, the Tai Chi realm situation improved again, and could barely withstand the high concentration of Tai Chi divine thunder!

Seeing the confrontation between the two forces, they pressed against the archangel Michael again, Michael couldn't help but raise his eyebrows unexpectedly.

But soon he noticed the green figure standing behind Zhan Feihong, and then his expression became a little more cruel.

In fact, what he saw was Huang Wanqin, who was constantly singing hymns. Since she practiced with Zhan Feihong, her realm has reached a new level and has successfully created a pair of green angel wings, which is enough to resonate with the powerful cherry hall!

So when Zhan Feihong was facing life and death danger, she started singing desperately.

But at this time, Michael bound all the angels of the cherry blossoms present. For a moment, the power of the cherry blossoms was uncontrollable, and he was involuntarily pulled over by Huang Wanqin.

But although she has been promoted to the level of a second-grade Yuanxian, it is still impossible to control such a huge power, so whenever she uses it a little more, the load on her body will increase a little more.

As the scales improved, Huang Wanqin's face became paler and her whole body couldn't help but tremble.

However, in order to help Zhan Feihong achieve this level, she still held back the hymn sing of the hymn regardless of life and death.

Michael, who learned about these archangels, naturally would not escape her easily.

"Try your life to fight me? I really don't know how many lives you have to be enough..."

A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the long sword in his hand changed again, increasing his power to a whole new level!

For a moment, the three pairs of archangels' white wings had completely turned into transparent conditions. The vast sacred energy as vast as the sea rushed into the sword unscrupulously, and forced the effect of the father's treasure to the extreme.

This increase in power that exceeded the past several times, instantly pushed back the effect of Zhan Feihong's thunder cannon!

Seeing that this force was suppressed in front of him, Zhan Feihong couldn't help but shrink in his eyes.

But no matter how many Tai Chi divine thunder he pours into his body, he cannot get back at a disadvantage!

"It's over..."

He murmured and said, Zhan Feihong stared at the sacred power getting closer and closer to him, but he could do nothing.

"Feihong, don't give up!"

At this moment, a voice came into his consciousness, and then the green light behind him burst into a thunderous sky!

The hymns that were constantly sang loud enough to cover the entire Angel City, and a large amount of healing essence began to pour into Zhan Feihong's body!

This time, the effect of this chant is not just about healing, but it has even increased the explosion of Tai Chi divine thunder to a whole new level!

It is also with this new level that the sacred power that was exerted by Michael and that was about to be suppressed to Zhan Feihong's body was pushed back again and gradually becoming a state of balance!

Seeing this scene, Zhan Feihong's expression became more hopeful again, and he couldn't help but look behind him with emotion.

But without waiting for his gaze to turn completely, a bright redness spilled on his face.

Feeling the warmth of the blood, Zhan Feihong's heart twitched, and then his trembling eyes turned to the source of the blood.

In the large area of ​​crystal green light, a weak body covered in blood appeared faintly, and she was still singing desperately for herself.

This person is the wife he just got together - Huang Wanqin!

Whenever a new note came out of her mouth, the overloaded control force would forcefully suppress the blood in her body, and blood would splatter outwards!

And her throat was tortured by this chant and lost its clearness. I am afraid that it will not last long and will completely collapse!

But that's it. When Zhan Feihong's gaze looked at her, she still barely swung her blood-stained jade arm at Zhan Feihong, hoping that the other party could concentrate on fighting the enemy!

Seeing this, Zhan Feihong couldn't help but crack his eyes and his teeth clattered!

Then, he turned around suddenly and rushed towards Michael step by step with the help of the healing hymn!

"What, I'm so anxious?"

Facing Zhan Feihong's sudden rise, Archangel Michael smiled coldly, and then danced his sword blade to shake the sacred power that burst out into all directions!

Under this shock, the fierce sword energy reached Zhan Feihong's body from both sides, instantly breaking the weak link of the thunder into a little!

A large number of scars appeared on his body, and blood ruptured out!

However, with the effect of restoring the chant, such a serious injury was quickly treated as usual. The only thing that cannot be erased is the severe pain caused by the injury!

At this time, Zhan Feihong would never stop his own pace, but just as he was approaching the archangel Michael getting closer and closer!

Finally, when his steps were less than ten feet away from the other party, Michael, controlled by the Immortal Emperor, finally showed a panic expression.

"Hmph, what can you do if you lean over? With your tiny level of cultivation, you can't hurt a single hair!"

Noticed Zhan Feihong's blood-red eyes, Michael subconsciously turned his gaze away, then waved his sword and chopped down at Zhan Feihong's head!

In the end, this sword neither hurt Zhan Feihong nor was he avoided.

A large area of ​​thunder condensed on his palm in the blink of an eye. Zhan Feihong held it in his five fingers in a desperate manner against the falling sword!

Before his palm could fully touch the sword body, the extremely fierce sacred power penetrated the Tai Chi divine thunder and shattered your entire hand bone.

But even so, Zhan Feihong still did not give up on his move to catch the sword with his bare hands. Even though his arms began to twist and deform, he had no intention of retreating!

Finally, after the crazy treatment of the recovery chant, he completely withstood the power of the sword and then completely held it in the air!

"You said, I can't hurt a hair?"

Another palm condensed the power of the divine thunder in Tai Chi realm on the fist. Zhan Feihong took advantage of the fact that the archangel Michael had not yet woken up from the shock and twisted his arm and pounded it!

Feeling the terrifying power brewed by this punch, Michael couldn't help but gasp and hurriedly took protective measures!

However, the giant shield composed of his white holy light had not yet expanded. The thunder boxing cannon, which was brewing the essence of thirteen blows, broke through the bright light that could not be condensed, and hit the xiong mouth without deviation!

Even Michael, the archangel who had reached the sixth-grade Golden Immortal, could not resist the powerful explosion of the new power of the hall sings and Tai Chi divine thunder. His huge body fell backward like a kite with a broken string!

As Michael was blown out by the power of this punch, the huge sacred aura that was walking around also dissipated.

Finally, with the help of a blow, Zhan Feihong shaking his body and barely turned around, endured the supreme pain of walking all over his body, and slowly walked towards Huang Wanqin.

"Wanqin, don't sing anymore, stop...!!"

His eyes were filled with care, and he screamed in a stumble.

After hearing Zhan Feihong's reminder, Huang Wanqin's singing came to an abrupt end. At this moment, she had already become a bloody man.

"Fei, Feihong—"

She tried her best to squeeze out a slight call from her almost ruined throat, and she walked towards Zhan Feihong hard!

However, as soon as she took half of her steps, her eyes widened in extreme fear, and then shook her head helplessly, and a large amount of tears flowed out of her eyes.

Seeing Huang Wanqin's expression change, Zhan Feihong's heart completely sank.

"Little Bazai, you dare to do such a rashness in front of me. I will tear you into pieces!!"

Before he could turn his head behind him, a voice full of anger and cruelty came into his ears!

The owner of this voice is naturally the Archangel Michael who was blown away by Zhan Feihong just now. He covered the injured part he was beaten and stood up slowly. Although he could no longer burst out the power of the creation god's relics in a short period of time, there was no problem waving the sword blade.

But at this time, he did not come forward directly, but instead waved his hand to the sky!

With this move, a large number of angels who had already lurked nearby and were waiting for an opportunity suddenly jumped out and surrounded Zhan Feihong's place!

"Even if you hit me, what's the use? I've set up a net of heaven and earth waiting for you!"

Seeing his subordinates surrounding the crowd, Michael forced a smug smile and then said, "You guys are ready, don't give him any chance to escape. I will eliminate this scourge with my own hands!"

After saying that, he raised the sword again and approached Zhan Feihong step by step!

At this time, Zhan Feihong's Tai Chi realm in his body had been completely hollowed out. Even with the help of the recovery chant, it would be difficult to erupt the powerful thunder bombardment like before.

Losing the last means of resistance, he asked Xing to stop struggling, regardless of the surrounding situation, and continued to walk to Huang Wanqin's side.

"Wanqin, you have done enough to do it..."

He reached out and hugged his wife, who was full of redness, and he smiled at the other party in dismay.

"Fei-Hong--, I--no-Don't want to-you--"

Due to the overload singing just now and the choking caused by crying, Huang Wanqin can't even say a complete sentence now, so she could only struggle to shake her head desperately at Zhan Feihong.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

However, Zhan Feihong did not understand her vague words, but just hugged her tightly and kept comforting her.
Chapter completed!