Battle Above Profound Sky (6)

Blood leaked from Tian Gouwei's mouth, but his expression was as calm as ever. The pain didn't seem to bother him anymore. At the same time, one could see his appearance constantly aging, and his vitality continued to deplete at a visible rate.

Seeing this, the demonic eagle and the man in black calmed down. As long as they held on for a period of time, Tian Gouwei couldn't eventually withstand the heavy consumption of the formation.

Tian Gouwei's mind moved, and countless golden lances appeared in the air, surrounding the demonic eagle, the man in black, Peng Fuyin, and the Peng Clan disciples in all directions.

Peng Fuyin's face changed drastically. He couldn't help urging. "Sir, please do something!"

"Shut up!" The demonic eagle scolded angrily. "Just try your best to avoid it."

Hearing this, Peng Fuyin's face flushed red in anger… Avoid your mother! If I could avoid it, why would I urge you?