"Let's fight!"
Zhu Yan had nowhere to retreat and could only grit his teeth and fight to the death.
He knew that the result was already decided and he was powerless to change it.
Boom boom boom!
After several clashes, Zhu Yan spat out blood and panted like an ox. He was knocked down to the ground by the three generals.
The Vermillion Bird let out a miserable cry. It was covered in wounds from the Coral Island and looked dispirited.
The Vermillion Bird Saber only had the reputation of a divine tool but not the strength of one.
Zhu Yan gripped the saber handle. He could only use it as a weapon for close combat.
He could no longer control the Vermillion Bird Saber to attack the enemy.
His trump cards were all suppressed by the enemy. He had done his best.
On the other hand, the three Coral Race generals were unharmed and looked relaxed.
They were stronger than Zhu Yan and the three of them working together were even less of a problem.
Even though they had consumed a lot of shen power, they were not injured.
"Hall Master Zhu Yan, how much shen power do you have left? Can you block this attack of mine?"
After such a long time of recuperation, Hong Hu had already recovered from the minor injuries he had suffered earlier.
He walked ten meters in front of Zhu Yan with a nasty smile and pointed with his coral branch.
"Hehe!
Why are you so far away from me? Why don't you dare to come closer? "
Zhu Yan was heavily injured. This sentence made his body sway three times. If he had not used the Vermillion Bird Saber to support himself, he probably would have fallen down.
"I know that you humans are very cunning. You often pretend to be heavily injured and deal a fatal blow when the enemy is not paying attention."
A playful smile appeared on Hong Hu's face.
He had encountered too many sneak attacks and self-destruction. Naturally, he was cautious.
"Sigh!"
Zhu Yan sighed in his heart. Forget it, my wish to die together with the enemy will not be realized.
"How is it, I was right, hehe!"
Hong Hu saw the information he wanted from Zhu Yan's expression and could not help but feel proud.
"Do it!
Your lives will be taken by Sect Master Zhang! "
Zhu Yan clenched his teeth and channeled the little remaining shen power in his body, preparing for the final fight.
"Of course, I will fulfill your wish!"
As Hong Hu spoke, the coral branch in his hand moved.
A black light shot towards Zhu Yan's forehead.
Zhu Yan's Vermillion Bird Saber blocked his face.
Clang!
Clang clang!
After a crisp sound, Zhu Yan took two steps back.
Puff!
A mouthful of blood sprayed onto the Vermilion Bird Saber.
With the addition of his injuries, his body could no longer support itself. After swaying a few times, he fell to one knee on the ground.
The blood-stained Vermillion Bird Saber propped itself up against the ground, struggling to get up and fight again.
But he could not feel his own trembling. He kept trying to stand up.
"Haha!
Hall Master Zhu, save it! "
After observing for a while, Hong Hu walked up to Zhu Yan with relief.
With his head lowered, Zhu Yan could only see Hong Hu's two feet.
He wanted to cut off the feet with a knife, but this thought could not control his hands.
"I'm going to die. I'm not afraid, but I have regrets. I, Zhu Yan's greatest wish in this life is to go to the Third Heaven and take a look!"
"Good, good!
I will send you to the Nine Heavens to take a look! "
Hearing Zhu Yan's murmur, Hong Hu smiled coldly, raised the coral branch in his hand, and chopped down at Zhu Yan's head.
"Stop!"
"Lord Hall Master!"
"Hall Master …"
The Vermillion Bird Hall disciples all cried out in pain.
The former elite disciples and true disciples all had tears streaming down their faces as they closed their eyes in pain.
Their fingernails dug deep into their palms, but this kind of physical pain was not as intense as the pain in their hearts.
"How dare you Coral Tribe!"
Just as Zhu Yan was ready to die and the disciples were in extreme pain …
A cold, hellish voice sounded from the sky above the Vermillion Bird Hall.