Seven Gods Guardian: Gun King Mission

Immediately afterwards, Thunder Emperor echoed anxiously, "Yes, in here, I clearly feel that my own strength is greatly restricted, as if I am firmly trapped by an invisible force. If I forcibly consume my strength recklessly, who knows what serious consequences will eventually arise!"

As soon as the Thunder Emperor finished speaking, the rest of the people present nodded, expressing their deep agreement with what he said.

You know, after a fierce battle, the power contained in each of their bodies has been depleted by more than half.

If we continue to waste our strength recklessly and without regard for the consequences, I am afraid that even the part of our strength used to suppress the core power of darkness will be unsustainable.

In an instant, the already tense situation became even more solemn, and the tense atmosphere seemed to be suffocating.

"At this point, we can no longer care about so many things! We can only pray that the Boss of the Heavenly God will come here as soon as possible and hope that he can lend us a hand. Otherwise, all of us will die here and become the souls of the dead at the hands of this demon general!"

I shouted anxiously.

After hearing this, the others felt helpless, but they also knew that there was no other way to do it.

At this moment, the life-and-death battle between Yan Zun and Feng Sheng and Mo Sha is still in full swing.

Just as everyone was holding their breath to discuss the battle strategy, a loud shout was heard, and Yan Zun and Feng Sheng moved like lightning, transforming into two dazzling rays of light and rushing towards the dreaded Demon Killer!

Facing such a fierce attack, how could Mosha dare to slack off even for a moment? His eyes widened, and his aura suddenly exploded. In an instant, an invisible pressure filled the entire arena.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Mosha was ready for battle, with all his muscles tensed, like a bow with a fully drawn string. He stared intently at the enemy coming at him, not daring to miss the slightest flaw, and was ready to face the upcoming shocking and fierce battle at any time!

In the blink of an eye, Yan Zun had already raised high his exclusive weapon that was feared by the world - the Shocking Stick. With a roar, he swung the stick down fiercely at Mo Sha's head!

This blow was like a mountain falling down on one's head, containing the power of an overwhelming sea.

However, how could Mosha be so easily defeated? He suddenly dove down at a speed beyond common imagination, his movements flowing like water, perfectly avoiding the fatal blow!

Then, Mosha took advantage of the opportunity when his opponent's moves had worn out and he had not yet returned to defense, and suddenly stretched out his right index finger. The fingertips flashed with a strange black light, containing endless demonic energy, and stabbed towards Yanzun's neck as fast as a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue!

This seemingly ordinary and unremarkable finger actually contains a lot of mysteries.

The evil energy hidden in it was like a roaring and unstoppable torrent, rushing towards the weakest part of Yan Zun's neck with an overwhelming force!

In an instant, there was a low muffled "puff" sound, as if a thunder exploded in the ear, deafening.

Mosha's fingertips hit the target with incredible precision like an arrow shot from a bow, and the speed was astonishing.

In the blink of an eye, an incomparably powerful impact force suddenly erupted, as unstoppable as a volcanic eruption.

The force was so enormous that it knocked Yan Zun back several feet like a kite with a broken string!

And what accomplished this shocking blow was just the power of a finger from Mosha!

Fortunately, however, Yan Zun is a powerful man who has experienced many battles and has extraordinary strength.

Despite suffering such a heavy blow, he did not completely lose his ability to fight.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he stood firmly on his feet like a giant tree rooted deep in the earth.

At the same time, a flash of anger suddenly appeared in his eyes, as if burning with fire.

Just as he was about to fight back again, he was suddenly aware that Mosha had teleported in front of him like a ghost without anyone noticing, and hit his eyes without hesitation.

"Not good!" Yan Zun thought to himself that something was wrong and was immediately horrified.

Unfortunately, it was too late at this moment. Before he had the chance to swing the stick in his hand, the Demon Killer suddenly stretched out a finger towards Yan Zun's eyes at lightning speed.

At first glance, this finger seemed ordinary and unremarkable, but the enormous power contained in it was absolutely extraordinary and should not be underestimated. It was not something that ordinary people could easily withstand. If Yan Zun had not reacted quickly and closed his eyes in time, his eyes would have been completely blinded.

"Ah!" Although Yan Zun closed his eyes quickly, he was still unable to completely avoid this extremely fierce attack. The finger still hit his eye squarely. In an instant, a piercing pain came over him. The pain was so severe that Yan Zun couldn't help but scream and took several steps back.

At the same time, he quickly stretched out his hands and rubbed his injured eyes vigorously, trying to relieve the unbearable pain.

But what was unexpected was that at the moment when Yan Zun closed and rubbed his eyes, Mosha had already condensed unparalleled magic power on his two fingers.

His figure flashed and appeared in front of Yan Zun like a ghost, and then he gently touched Yan Zun's chest.

"Kill the Broken Finger."

Mosha suddenly shouted.

"Bang!" As a dull crash sound rang out, Yan Zun flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily to the ground, and rolled several times before he could barely stop.

Such thrilling and fierce battles actually only took place in a moment.

Before everyone present could even come to their senses, Yan Zun had already been repelled far away by Mosha with just a few simple flicks of his fingers.

"What? This guy is so powerful!" Feng Sheng widened his eyes and looked at the shocking scene in front of him in astonishment. He was completely stunned.

Just now, he was confidently planning to join forces with Yan Zun to deal with this enemy, but who could have expected that Mo Sha would easily knock Yan Zun away in just a few breaths.

This sudden change left Feng Sheng with no time to react.

Before Feng Sheng could recover from his shock, Mosha was already rushing towards him like a gust of wind.

Seeing that the situation was critical, Feng Sheng hurriedly picked up the Fengyin bow in his hand and pulled the bowstring as fast as possible.

In an instant, the air around seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force, rapidly converging and compressing into an extremely sharp arrow of wind.

The Wind Saint did not dare to hesitate for a moment. He immediately released his fingers and shot out the powerful wind arrow.

At the same time, seeing the wind arrow whistling towards him, Mosha's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer, and thought to himself: "Useless attack."

He calmly stretched out his right index finger and lightly tapped it. A tiny ball of magic ball as black as ink instantly condensed and formed at his fingertips.