The flames that rushed out of the black phoenix fan came and went quickly, and after a while, the flames in the sky disappeared.

The location where Tie Xintang and Guo Shu were just now was empty, except for a few magic weapons suspended in the air.

More than 4,000 zhang away, there was a hint of doubt in the eyes of the mad eagle, although Fang Cai was fleeing from the flame attack in a hurry, he could clearly detect in his consciousness that Tie Xintang and Guo Shu were falling to the ground, and then, as if someone was rushing from afar, and then, the figures of the two disappeared out of thin air.

Could it be that someone took advantage of the chaos to rescue Tie Xintang and Guo Shu, but this person didn't take away a few treasures in the air? The Wufeng Fan is a well-known top-level magic weapon in the Kyushu Immortal Cultivation Realm, and the Tianjing Dagger, Fire Lotus, and Guo Shu's Natal Flying Sword are also not idle things. The most strange thing is that dozens of miles away from here, the old man surnamed Qi and another Jindan monk who were guarding outside the Di army camp in another place have not rushed over after receiving their summons.

The white-robed man's face was uncertain, the unexpected fall of the woman surnamed Gu made him feel afraid, and the sudden disappearance of Tie Xintang and Guo Shu made him secretly vigilant.

The fat man surnamed Ma was ready to move in his heart, and the few magic weapons in the distance were all superb, the most important thing was that he had already discovered the approximate location of Tie Xintang and Guo Shuo hiding through the dozen or so flying needles. After thinking for a moment, his divine sense swept in the direction of the wild eagle, his lips moved slightly, and the sound passed. Then, he urged a fiery red flying fork under his feet, and walked towards the location of Tie Xintang and Guo Shu.

The mad eagle also moved, and a pair of black wings appeared behind it again, flapping vigorously more than ten times. It was less than three hundred zhang away from the black phoenix fan, and his divine sense swept over the vicinity. Three long black arrows rested on the bowstring, ready to fire.

It was found that the target of the two companions was several treasures. The white-robed man surnamed Feng pondered for a moment, and then followed as well, this person's divine sense was much weaker than that of the wild eagle, and he didn't notice the arrival of the aquatic life at all.

A light breeze and white clouds flowed through the sky, and the surroundings were quiet, and there was not a trace of movement in the sky and on the ground.

A smile appeared on the corner of the fat man's mouth, and he said, "Don't hide it, come out!"

Sure enough, white light flickered on the ground not far away. The figures of Tie Xintang and Guo Rate appeared, and their expressions fell to the ground one after another in pain. With those dozen flying needles, the fat man surnamed Ma was naturally able to find the location of the two.

Seeing the appearance of the two, the fat man surnamed Ma gently picked up his toes, and the long flying fork under his feet roared towards the top of Guo Shu's head. The other fat left hand grabbed the red fire lotus that was quietly suspended in the air, and the fist-sized fire lotus spun and flew towards his hand, this person was a fire spirit root monk, salivating over the black phoenix fan in the air, and there was a wild eagle here. But they didn't dare to collect it directly.

On the other side, the wild eagle aimed the sharp arrow in his hand at Tie Xintang, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he was about to pull the bowstring. But there seemed to be a cool breeze blowing suddenly under his feet, and the mad eagle was so frightened that he didn't care to shoot a sharp arrow. Push the wings behind you, and you have to flee to one side. But a cold man's voice sounded on the ground: "Good haode people don't do it." But to be a bird, in this case. What's the use of legs and feet?"

Before the sound sounded, a black long sword suddenly appeared below the Wild Eagle, as if it had been waiting in the air, and slashed at the two legs of the Wild Eagle with unmistakable obliqueness, and the blood light burst out, and the two thighs flew into the sky. The mad eagle screamed and flapped its wings desperately and fled into the distance.

The flying fork sacrificed by the fat man surnamed Ma just flew out more than ten zhang away, but a silver wheel the size of a basin rushed out of the ground head-on, whistling towards the flying fork, "dang" a loud sound, the flying fork flew upside down in the sky, the silver wheel was not weakened, and flew towards the fat man with a whining and screaming.

"Cold Moon Wheel?" the fat man exclaimed, the fat on his face trembled for a while, his body jumped high, turned around and ran, and when he saw the Cold Moon Wheel, he was even more shocked than he saw the black phoenix fan in Guo Shu's hand, it seems that this person knows who this thing is in now.

"Don't you think it's too late to escape now?" The cold man's voice sounded again, on the ground, the white light flickered, revealing an aquatic figure, holding a bow in his left hand, holding an arrow in his right hand, the bowstring sounded, and an arrow was shot, and then, turning his gaze to the mad eagle and the man with the surname, the second and third golden arrows were shot out respectively.

The golden arrow came in a flash, several times faster than the speed of the fat man surnamed Ma.

With a terrible scream, the golden arrow shot out from the back of the fat man's heart and passed through his chest.

At the same time, a great head of the wild eagle burst open like a watermelon, and he didn't want to believe it until he was dying, and he used arrows all his life, but he died under someone else's bow and arrow.

The man surnamed Feng who came later, saw the wild eagle lose his legs and fled, and then heard the screams of the fat man surnamed Ma, his eyebrows suddenly jumped wildly, his scalp was numb, and he didn't want to think about it, so he urged the silver plate under his feet to turn around and flee into the distance, but his right hand was quickly inserted into the storage bag and felt out a "wind charm".

The seal has not yet been activated, but there is a sharp whistling sound of sharp arrows behind him, and he is surprised to see a four-foot-long golden arrow flying in front of him, but his chest is slightly painful, and when he looks down, he has a teacup-sized hole in his chest, and he opens his mouth wide, he wants to shout but can't shout, his throat is sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurts out, and then, the figure falls to the ground like a broken kite.

The distance was too close, and this person's armor was just an ordinary low-level magic weapon, without the slightest defensive power in front of the golden arrow.

In the blink of an eye, all three fell.

What was even more surprising than the three of them was Tie Xintang and Guo Shu, who were lying on the ground, who couldn't care about the itching in their bodies at this time, and looked at the water as if they were looking at a demon.

One monk at the peak of the late Jindan period, and two monks at the middle stage of Jindan, under the hands of Shui Sheng, stretched out their necks and waited to be slaughtered like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Aquatic beings harness three completely different magic weapons to attack at the same time, how strong should this be mana and divine thoughts?

Of course, if these three people were not greedy for treasures and did not gather from a distance, it seemed that it would not be so easy for the aquatic beings to kill the three people from three directions.

Shui Sheng turned a blind eye to the frightened gaze of the two, and stretched out his hand towards the two corpses of the man surnamed Ma and the surname Feng in the distance, and the two corpses flickered towards Shui Sheng.

Putting away the storage bags on the two of them, he threw two large fireballs unhurriedly, and then he threw himself towards the body of the furious eagle in the farthest distance.

Before he got closer, a dark green ball of light suddenly flew out of the headless corpse, and he fled into the distance with great speed, Shui Sheng snorted coldly, the middle finger of his right hand flexed slightly, and a thin white filament of light popped out from his fingertips, turning into a white ice spear as thick as chopsticks seven or eight inches long in the air, shooting towards the ball of light.

With a "snort", the ice spear pierced through the ball of light, and the ball of light did not shatter, but continued to fly forward.

Shui Sheng was slightly stunned, let out a light "huh", and flew towards the dark green ball of light, a wisp of remnant soul was able to resist the cold spear condensed by the natal true element, it seemed that it was not simple.

As soon as the left hand was stretched, the white light flashed, and a snow-white jade gourd four or five inches high appeared in the palm of the hand, flashing with a trace of coldness, "Go", Shui Sheng threw the Sky Swallowing Hun into the air, and pointed to the bottom of the gourd. The gourd spun in the air and opened the lid of the gourd by itself, and with a "whew", a suction force came, and the dark green ball of light that was fleeing for its life made a "squeak" and was sucked into the gourd.

The high-level magic weapon of the Heaven Swallowing Gourd, except for containing some special things, seems to have no other effect, and until now, the aquatic life has not been able to understand why Helian Qingchen has accepted the Heaven Swallowing Gourd as a natal magic weapon, but this Gourd has been lying in his dantian for more than thirty years, and the chill emanating from the Gourd is getting stronger and stronger.

"weishenme is following me?weishenme came out so late to save me? you're happy to see me fall from the sky and fall to my death, aren't you?"

The fat man surnamed Ma fell, and the cow hair needle in Tie Xintang's body suddenly lost its effectiveness, and when he saw Shui Sheng put away the magic weapon, he came from a distance, struggling to stand up from the ground, and there was no trace of gratitude on his face, but his eyebrows were upside down, and he made a series of complaints.

Guo Shuo broke a big hole in his arm, his bones were broken and his tendons were broken, the mana in his body was exhausted, and bursts of sharp pain came from time to time, and when he heard Tie Xintang's questioning, he was taken aback, supported the ground with one hand, got up, smiled embarrassedly at Shui Sheng, and said, "Thank you Zhou Daoyou for saving me!"

Shui Sheng didn't pay attention to Guo Shu, strode up to Tie Xintang, and said: "If you want to find death by yourself, don't drag others down, a few Jindan monks are unable to deal with it, and if you go to Kunlun, I'm afraid that ten lives will not be enough." ”

"I'm afraid that I'll drag me down, so why did you save me just now?" Tie Xintang became more and more angry, his face slowly swelled and reddened, his chest rose and fell for a while, and before Shui Sheng could speak, he said again: "Oh, I know, you are deliberately waiting for me to be unlucky, and then show how good you are in front of me, right?"

Shui Sheng turned a blind eye to Tie Xintang's anger, his eyes swept around, and found that the yellow earth under his feet was quite flat, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his right hand stretched out like lightning and patted Tie Xintang's shoulder.

Tie Xintang said angrily: "You do ......"

A cold coercion came from the palm of the aquatic hand, and for a moment, Tie Xintang not only couldn't move his hands and feet, but he couldn't even continue to speak.

With a stream of cold true qi rushing into the body, less than the time for tea, several light blue cow hair needles more than an inch long flew out of the body one after another, Tie Xintang's trapped true qi was suddenly unimpeded, looking at the aquatic cold face, Tie Xintang's heart suddenly surged a stream of heat, as if returning to more than thirty years ago, the "Qiankun Divine Escape Talisman" was defeated, and the weak young man sacrificed a golden sword weapon in front of the monks of the three factions and desperately blocked in front of him.

Shui Sheng looked left and right, walked to the headless corpse of the mad eagle, put away the battle armor, magic weapon, and storage bag on his body one by one, and said in a cold voice: "You still dare to leave here quickly!"

This chapter is over, to be continued, I wish you a happy reading! (To be continued......)