"Hiss ——"

Everyone gasped, they didn't expect this single fierce rush to be so terrifying.

"Hand over the sapphire and spare you from dying!" Shan Meng snatched the sapphire of the "twisted neck" and yelled at Wu Xiu in front of him.

Looking at his violent eyes, many people showed a hint of jealousy in their eyes.

However, after all, these people are all top geniuses from the major empires, not some people who are scared to grow up.

Therefore, after a short period of jealousy, people's eyes showed a burst of killing intent again.

"Unashamed boy, take me and try it!" At this time, I heard a loud roar from behind Shan Meng's side.

Immediately afterward, I saw a man with the same strong body, dancing a pair of golden hammers towards Shan and attacking and killing.

"Get out of here!" Shan Meng heard the movement, and turned his head sharply to strike. In his fist, there was Pixiu's angry battle intent.

It's just that the power of this Golden Hammer Martial Cultivation is much stronger than the Golden Hammer Martial Cultivation just now.

What's more, he attacked suddenly, and Shan Meng was somewhat hasty in response.

Hearing a "boom" sound, the heavens and the earth shook, and the bodies of Shan Meng and the golden hammerman all retreated more than ten steps backwards.

"Hmm...... Wow!"

The golden hammerman felt the qi and blood in his body churning, and a mouthful of blood gushed out directly.

He didn't expect that Shan Meng's strength would be so strong.

Of course, he has already clearly seen that Shan Meng's situation at the moment is not much better.

After all, the two sides of the blow just now were a hard-to-go battle, a pure competition for flesh and strength.

Shan Meng can repel himself, but he has already killed a thousand enemies and lost eight hundred.

On the other side, a martial cultivator who was holding a spear and whose realm had reached the fourth peak of the Butian Realm had already seen the opportunity.

Just see the tip of his spear tremble, and then the holy spear, like a raging dragon, stabbed towards Shan Meng's flank at an extremely strange angle.

This gunman knows very well that his realm and body are not as good as Shan Meng, and only by tricks can he win by surprise.

This blow, in fact, hit this idea. Shan Meng was already a little churning in his blood, and there was a huge blind spot under the side and flank, and the danger of being attacked by him can be imagined.

However, Shan Meng is a strong man who has been trained for a long time.

At the same time, after refining Pixiu's essence blood, he also had Pixiu's intuition and acumen.

He didn't turn back, almost instinctively reaching out and grabbing back.

Hearing the "bang", the tip of the holy spear was already grabbed by Shan in his hand.

"Huh?" the gunman was stunned, but he didn't expect Shan Meng's reaction to be so fast.

It's just that he didn't panic.

He knew very well that Shan Meng's current posture could not exert the strength of his whole body at all.

Just as the gunman shouted angrily, the strength of his palm increased suddenly.

Suddenly, under the grip of the holy spear, the tip of the spear actually stabbed towards his side again.

At the same time, in the other direction, I saw a slightly thin martial cultivator in a red robe, taking out a pile of fire-colored feathers from the Void Ring.

This thing, called "Vermilion Bird Fire Feather", is a secret weapon made from the feathers of some demon birds with Vermilion Bird blood in the Vermilion Bird Empire.

In the definition of the Heavenly King Palace, the secret weapon is not considered a secret treasure, so it can be used.

Just look at the thin Wu Xiu sneered, and then raised his hand, and three fire feathers shot at Shan Meng from three extremely tricky angles.

Moreover, the most vicious thing about this blow was that this thin martial artist saw the trust between Shan Meng and Huang Wuji.

At this moment, the two were almost standing back to back, in other words, they were completely giving their backs to each other.

Who could do such a thing without 100% trust in each other?

You know, suddenly stabbing a knife in the back for a pass has happened many times in history.

And this thin martial artist just sees this.

Although the angle of his three feathers is tricky, if Shan Meng dodges with all his strength, he still has the possibility of retreating.

But the problem is that if he gets out of the way, Huang Wuji behind him will be defenseless!

Sure enough, Shan Meng had already discovered this problem.

At this moment, Huang Wuji had already killed five martial cultivators in a row, temporarily controlling other opponents, and he had also temporarily reined in the phantom clone.

After all, it was also a great loss for him to use the art of clone all the time.

And if at this juncture, he suddenly dodged away, then these three feathers would not fall and hit the defenseless Huang Wuji!

Although it was a meeting in Pingshui, Shan Meng now seems to have regarded Huang Wuji and Yang Xiao as his brothers.

Since the brother has left his back to himself so trustingly, how can he do something that disappoints him!

Thinking of this, he saw Shan roar angrily, grabbed the holy spear with one hand and threw it forward, and with the other hand grabbed one of the flying feathers.

"Damn!" the gunman exclaimed.

How could he have thought that Shan Meng would use himself as a hidden weapon?

He had also heard of the power of the Vermilion Bird Fire Feather, and once he was hit, the blood all over his body would burn, and the pain was incomparable.

In desperation, I saw that the gunman suddenly let go and directly handed over the holy spear to Shan Meng.

Listening to the sound of "popping" twice, Shan violently danced the holy spear and flew a feather, and one of his own hands also grabbed a feather.

However, he couldn't completely dodge the third feather after all.

Just heard the sound of "snort", the feather that exuded a blazing feather, slashed under Shan Meng's right flank, and with a "bang", it stabbed obliquely into the ground, less than three feet away from Huang Wuji's heel.

Huang Wuji was taken aback, and then heard Shan Meng behind him let out a muffled snort.

As soon as he turned around, he saw that Shan Meng covered the wound with his hand, and his skin was red, as if he had been scorched by the fire. His veins burst out, and even from a distance, you could feel his blood boiling violently in the veins.

Seeing this, how could Huang Wuji not understand what was going on?

Seeing him rush forward with an arrow step, he hugged Shan violently, and asked with concern, "Brother, how are you?"

"It's not in the way, it's just a small injury!" Shan Meng gritted his teeth and looked resolute.

"Hmph, a small injury, isn't it in the way?" the thin Wu Xiu sneered, "If it's someone else's Vermilion Bird Fire Feather, maybe it's really out of the way." But have you forgotten where I'm from?"

"Are you...... People of the Yan family!"

Looking at the thin young man and the red robe on his body embroidered with the Vermilion Bird pattern, Shan Meng suddenly realized.

This costume can only come from the Yan family of the Vermilion Bird Imperial Clan! If that's the case, then it's really troublesome!

The fiery power contained in the Zhu family's Vermilion Bird Fire Feather was simply not comparable to other families. And once you are stabbed by the fire feather, the final result is that the blood in your whole body is burned out!

(End of chapter)