"Division...... Master, this is Mr. Big. I...... We are competing against Youxian Mountain. As the second apprentice of the Xuanjian Sect, he couldn't help but shudder when he learned the identity of their opponent.

"What about Mr. Big, there is a master, what are you afraid of. Don't forget that the little junior brother was killed by Lin Ji, and we don't share the sky with Youxian Mountain. Feng Zhao, the head disciple of the Xuanjian Sect, glared at him.

"Yes...... Tiancheng shrank his head and stopped talking, but stood obediently behind Yu Yaozi.

Of course, Yu Yaozi didn't have the heart to listen to the conversation of the two apprentices behind him, but looked at Nangong Han with an angry face.

The essence of the hands placed at his side gathers, swells, and may explode at any time.

"Do you want to go together?" Nangong looked at Yu Yaozi and the disciples behind him with disdain. He didn't say one-on-one, because he knew that even if he did, the other party wouldn't agree, so why bother.

Feng Zhao was silent, as the eldest disciple of the Xuanjian Sect, although his rank was one level lower than Nangong Han, he was still the first disciple, but he did not have the confidence to stand up at this time, he felt that his mood was a little irritable, he took a deep breath, this breath was extremely domineering, and his chest was like a peak rising in the plains, bulging.

At this moment, his expression changed suddenly, because he felt extremely strong danger!

Feng Zhao roared, stomped his right foot to the ground, and the ground he stomped, shattered, and with the huge anti-shock force, he fell backwards without hesitation.

At this time, he also let out a sharp roar, to warn the people around him, but also because he was taking a deep breath at this time, and countless air had accumulated in his chest and abdomen, if he didn't release this air in the shortest possible time, then he couldn't get the fastest speed at all, and once he was attacked, he was very likely to be seriously injured!

At the same time as Feng Zhao's howling sounded, not far behind him, a trace of cold light flashed indifferently!

The dark and sharp crossbow arrows, ignoring time, swept a distance of dozens of zhang, and came behind Feng Zhao, Lin Ji fired arrows without Feng Zhao noticing, where would he avoid it.

The black iron arrow hit Feng Zhao's right shoulder!

It was just an arrow, but the effect was like a sledgehammer falling from the sky and smashing on a majestic mountain peak, making a loud noise like thunder!

The burly Feng Zhao fell heavily to the ground, like a mountain peak collapsing, splashing countless smoke and dust.

A terrifying hole appeared on his body, the flesh and blood in the hole were blurred, and even white bones could be seen, and countless blood gushed out from the blood hole like a waterfall!

As the head disciple of the Xuanjian Sect, of course, the realm is not low, so he can rely on his intuition to perceive the dangerous omen in advance, and forcibly roar out, so that he did not let the terrifying iron arrow hit his heart.

Even so, he was still seriously injured, looking at the terrifying arrow hole, Feng Zhao was a little desperate, even if it was just an arrow in his right shoulder, presumably his right arm would be broken, and he would not have the strength to fight again today, not to mention, whether he had the opportunity to hold the sword with his right hand again in the future is a problem.

Feng Zhao was lying on the ground, his burly body surrounded by stones and dirt that had been smashed up, looking at the clouds like a toppled mountain, and the blood gushing out of his right shoulder was like a turbulent waterfall and stream in the peak.

He looked at the thick dark clouds in the sky, his face became extremely pale, and his eyes showed an extremely unwilling expression, but in the end, he could not fight again.

"The third. Nangong Han didn't pay attention to the injured Feng Zhao, but looked at the young man who came from afar. A flash of joy flashed in the corner of his eye, but it immediately turned to worry.

"When did Youxian Mountain become so despicable?" Yu Yaozi's eyes were gloomy, and he looked at the disciple who fell to the ground wailing, and he was extremely angry.

"Don't be ashamed, so many people have dealt with my senior brother, I should say this. Lin Ji snorted coldly. He stretched out his hand to Nangong Han.

The two of them who got along day and night already had a clear understanding, Nangong Han's eyes lit up, and then nodded.

Yu Yaozi took a light breath and curled his fingers across his chest slightly. The murderous aura suddenly exploded.

"Then you're going to pay the price. There was a word exit, with his back to Lin Ji's body, shrinking into a ruler, and walking towards Lin Ji, who was not close to him, at high speed. Countless pieces of dust broke out from his feet, and his body dragged out an afterimage, and in a few breaths, he swept to the place where Lin Ji had just stood, and the speed of his body was like a violent wind on the wasteland, which was extremely shocking!

"The third. Just when Yu Yaozi raised his fingers, Nangong Han felt his murderous aura, which was not directed towards himself, so he reminded Lin Ji loudly.

Lin Ji's reaction was not slow, and he also expected in advance that Yu Yaozi would burst out and hurt people, and he had already made plans when he shot that arrow.

Therefore, Lin Ji's speed seemed to be very fast, and at the moment when Yu Yaozi burst out, Lin Ji moved, or it could be said to escape.

Of course, he is not Yu Yaozi's opponent, so it is especially important to escape.

And Nangong Han had already come to the wind, and instead of rushing to Lin Ji's aid, he chose to attack several other Daoling disciples.

Wei Wei rescued Zhao, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't be faster than Yu Yaozi, who was more advanced than Lin Ji, so he had to make this decision.

Nangong Han didn't even have time to draw his sword, but no one would doubt that his fierce right hand also had a powerful killing ability, and a little essence light burst out in the palm of his hand, and the target was Tiancheng.

Nangong Han looks like a scholar on the outside, but he is a full gambler in his heart, even at this life-and-death juncture, he still has to gamble. Thankfully, he never lost a bet.

Seeing the violent Nangong Han and its intentions, Yu Yaozi frowned, and then quickly changed his direction.

Nangong Han knew that he had made the right bet. However, he changed his tactics again.

Because Yu Yaozi returned to defense, it had become impossible for him to hit Tiancheng hard, his body stopped suddenly, and then he didn't stop, flicking his sleeves like clouds, and a monstrous wave of qi hit the two of Xuanjianmen.

Nangong Han's Confucian sleeves seem ordinary, but in fact, they are mixed with countless heaven and earth essences, and with a flick, the power is like a boulder smashed out, and the angle and strength are all old-fashioned, so that the two of them cannot avoid it.

Even if they can't be seriously injured, they must be frightened, so that they cannot intervene in the big war for a while. This is Nangong Han's intention.

The residue of the willow trees on the ground and the burning ashes of the Daoling were even more shaken into fine dust like smoke and mist, following the rolling essence and attacking the two of them!

Of course, Yu Yaozi's personal disciples were not captured, they were already highly nervous after Feng Zhao was injured, as if they were facing a great enemy. Seeing that Nangong Han was menacing, although he was frightened, he was not in a mess.

The two Dao swords popped out of their waists after they twisted the trick, extremely crisp, standing in front of them, the Xuanjian Gate is based on the sword, so the sword is a good sword, but people don't know if they are good people.

The blades of the sword were facing outward, and the middle fingers of the two men swept over the body of the sword, starting from the place where their fingers touched the body of the sword, as if a dead grass had been ignited in the dry grassland, and then the entire grassland instantly burned.

The same was true of the two Dao swords, which lit up instantly. Zheng Zheng morality came from the sword, and it was extremely solemn.

The wind and waves caused by Nangong Hanru's sleeves, after rolling up the smoke and dust in the sky, seemed to be invincible towards the two of them.

Yu Yaozi turned around, but he didn't have time to cast any spells, and watched the wind collide with the sword.

The two Dao swords passed through the wind, and the smoke and dust gradually dissipated because of this, Nangong Han put away his wide sleeves and stood still, while the two people of the Xuanjian Sect staggered back a few steps although the sword did not fly and the light was not extinguished.

The power of one sleeve is still like this, but what about the sword? The Daoling disciple who had never seen Mr. Big make a move had already started to tremble at this moment.

"It's a good siege to save Zhao, and the world says that Mr. Big is really upright. Today, when I saw it, it was true. Yu Yaozi reached out and held the person who had taken a few steps back. Then secretly put a wisp of essence on their waists, and the two of them calmed down a little.