The fist filled with brilliant light hit the silver light curtain, and three hundred thousand kilograms of force poured out like a flood.

Buzz!

The silver light curtain suffered a fierce attack and began to tremble violently, looking as if it was about to break, but as a silver light flowed, it quickly stabilized.

"Is it still strong?" Su Yi retracted his fist and glanced at the silver light screen with his eyes narrowed.

"That was a close call!" Song Zhenying and the spirit of the weapon breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, their hearts were in their throats.

Fortunately, the silver light curtain finally withstood Su Yi's violent attack.

"Hehe!" Song Zhenying felt that Su Yi was incapable of breaking through the defense of the silver light curtain, and immediately became arrogant and sneered, "Boy, what can you do to us? You are nothing more than that."

"Ignorance!" Su Yi's face gradually became gloomy. He opened the [Qiankun Ring] and took out the Xuantian Zhanling Sword.

With the Xuantian Zhanling Sword's defense-breaking ability, there would be no problem in shattering the silver light curtain in front of him.

"Boy, use whatever skills you have." Song Zhenying laughed wildly.

Su Yi raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and slashed the silver light curtain with a sword.

All I heard was a crisp sound.

A long crack appeared on the silver light curtain, and countless tiny cracks were densely distributed around the crack.

Moreover, these cracks continued to extend outward, and when they spread to the entire light curtain.

It shattered like a broken mirror.

"This..." Seeing this, the smile on Song Zhenying's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a deep fear.

The spirit of the weapon was so frightened that the corners of its mouth trembled.

Su Yi looked up at the other party, with a slight curl of his lips, "You will accept my anger from now on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped into the air and slashed at Song Zhenying and the weapon spirit with a sword.

"Hide quickly!" Song Zhenying was so frightened that he screamed.

The spirit of the weapon gritted its teeth, and a silver light shot out from its forehead again.

This time, the silver light circled around their bodies.

A strange scene appeared. The figures of the weapon spirit and Song Zhenying quickly became blurred, and finally turned into nothingness and disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, the Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword slashed down from the air and hit the Titan skeleton's head heavily.

There was a loud bang.

The Titan Skeleton's head exploded with a loud bang, and its huge body shook for a moment before finally falling to the ground, causing the ground to tremble.

Su Yi flew to the ground, looked around quickly, and murmured, "Where did you run to?"

Just now, the spirit of the weapon seemed to have used some kind of space secret technique and teleported away instantly. Now no one knows where it has teleported to.

Click...

When Su Yi was thinking, he suddenly heard a strange sound in his ears, which came from the Titan puppet.

Su Yi's gaze turned and fell on the Titan Skeleton. When he saw the Titan Skeleton slowly standing up, his brows frowned slightly.

The Titan Skeleton's head has been smashed into pieces. Logically, it should be dead, so could it have been resurrected?

But at this moment, the Titan Skeleton stood up completely.

Su Yi discovered that the Titan skeleton had grown new heads, two to be exact, one belonging to Song Zhenying and the other belonging to the spirit of the weapon.

"Don't you have a lot of tricks?" Su Yi sneered.

"Boy, don't be so complacent! Today is the day you die!" Song Zhenying had a ferocious look on his face and roared madly.

After saying that, the Titan Skeleton clenched a huge bone fist and smashed it towards Su Yi.