Zhuo Chuan listened with relish on the side, the other person they were talking about should be that Peng Wei, he didn't expect that he had the guts to be fatter than him and steal from the Flying Feather Sect Pavilion.

However, the news of the monks of the Six Lands also made him frown, he must be more careful in his actions in the future, in the face of such a realm person, even if he has the secret technique of shrinking the ground into inches, he may not be able to escape safely.

"I also heard that these people seem to be in a group, Su Ze and Zhuo Chuan have met together, and they have also performed the same secret method as the monk who stole the lonely book......"

Hearing this, Zhuo Chuan's eyelids trembled, and he wanted to run over and tell them that he had no real fart relationship with Peng Wei!

Bang!

"Ah, who hit me?"

A stone flew and struck the monk who spoke, smashing him on the forehead in a bulging bag.

When he looked towards the place where the stone was flying, it was empty, and Zhuo Chuan had long since left.

"Let's stop discussing these things, this is tantamount to exposing the scars of the Feather Sect, this is a well-wisher warning us......"

The other said, let him silence him, don't talk about these people anymore, let the monks of the Flying Feather Sect hear it, they will definitely be furious and get into trouble.

"Yes, yes, I can't keep my mouth shut......" The man quickly stopped the conversation and left with his companion.

Before leaving, he did not forget to salute the place where Zhuo Chuan stayed before, thanking the well-wishers for the reminder.

......

"Thief, you steal my secret art alone, you are bold and reckless, it is intolerable not to kill you today. ”

"Do you want to be shameless, this secret art is my family heirloom, it was taken away by you at the beginning, and now I just return it to its original owner. ”

Bang!

In the mountains, the spells are flying sideways, the divine light is dazzling, and the glow rises here, and the gorgeous light and rain contain cold and cold killing opportunities, and if you don't pay attention to it, someone will die.

Peng Wei was covered in scars, his clothes were in tatters, and there was blood everywhere.

He was fighting with the monks of the Flying Feather Sect, and the Blue Eagle Treasure Technique was endlessly changing, evolving into a divine bird, and using various offensive methods, with one enemy and three, it was more than a star and a half stronger than the secret technique displayed by Zhuo Chuan.

However, even so, he was still invincible, bleeding from his wounds, and retreated again and again.

The three people on the other side were all monks of the Life Acupoint Realm, and one of them was standing in the Huahai Sea, and his strength was almost the same as Mo Kun.

And Peng Wei was only in the realm of the Divine Spring of the Life Cave, and in the face of the joint attack of the three people, he tried his best to fight with the Blue Eagle Treasure Technique, but he was helplessly left behind.

"If it's one-on-one, none of you will be my match!" he shouted, coughing up blood and being badly wounded.

The three people on the other side sneered, ignoring his words at all, and all kinds of spells followed, without sparing any hands.

They also had injuries on their bodies, but compared to Peng Wei's wounds, they were almost unblemished.

The Huahai monks attacked, and the two Shenquan monks roamed and attacked, forcing Peng Wei into a Jedi step by step.

The battle here is not small, their secret techniques are all powerful and terrifying, interrupting one mountain peak after another, the ground is full of deep pits and cracks, and the radius is scorched for more than ten miles.

On the periphery, many monks watched the battle and sighed.

"This person has some means, he has held out for so long in the face of the three people of the Flying Feather Sect, but he is also about to die, it is only a matter of time......"

Among these people, most of them are monks from the Tianzu realm, and they have gained a lot from watching the battle in the realm of life points.

"Senior Brother Zhang, don't keep your hand, capture him, and let him know that my Flying Feather Sect is not easy to mess with. "There are also monks from the Flying Feather Sect around, all of whom are young people from the Tianzu Realm, shouting and cheering there.

According to this situation, the rest of the Flying Feather Sect people from the Life Acupoint Realm will also come one after another.

Peng Wei was originally invincible to the three of them, and if it was at that time, he would really have no way to live.

"Kill!" he roared, dripping blood.

Although the three opponents have been fighting against him, they are mainly involved, and they are not him, besieging him here and delaying time.

Zhang Wenlin, who was in the realm of Huahai, had a relaxed face, and his face was full of smiles: "The battle of trapped beasts, what can you do?"

Zhuo Chuan was not far from this area before, and at this time, he also followed the movement of the battle to this place, hiding in a big tree, and watched from afar.

"It's really him, and now he is actually a monk in the realm of the Destiny Cave. He muttered, watching Peng Wei and the three of the Flying Feather Sect fight, and he didn't have any idea of making a move.

The green eagle treasure is miraculous, the ancient eagle is majestic, the cyan scales can be turned into a sword attack, and it can also be turned into a shield to protect, and he is even covered with a layer of green scale armor to protect the body, comparable to Zhuo Chuan's golden jade clothes.

"This person really has a back hand, and what was passed on to me at the beginning was a remnant!"

Peng Wei was in a desperate situation, he had to break through the encirclement of the three of them, and when the other Flying Feather Sect's other life points and even the monks of the Six Lands realm arrived, he would have no hope.

Zhang Wenlin and the other three naturally knew his thoughts, and constantly bombarded with magic to prevent Peng Wei from breaking through.

Phew!

The blue-scaled ancient eagle chirped, turned into a hundred feet, carrying the long sky, and a pair of eyes seemed to rotate the sun and the moon, one yin and one yang, which made people sink.

Peng Wei's Evolutionary Treasure Technique, standing on top of the head of the Green Scale Eagle, bleeding from wounds all over his body, but his breath was not sluggish at all, majestic and immense, like the Emperor of Heaven traveling.

He waved his hand, urging the secret technique to attack Zhang Wenlin, wearing green scale armor, holding a divine sword in his hand, and moving forward.

"Hurry back, he's going to be desperate, stay out of the way for the time being!" Zhang Wenlin shouted, and his body retreated violently, not fighting him.

Peng Wei was right, in a one-on-one situation, none of them was his opponent, and even, if he hadn't been injured beforehand, Zhang Wenlin and the three might not be able to keep this person.

"Ah......h

The three people of the Flying Feather Sect retreated, and one of them retreated without hurrying, and was hit by the claws of the blue-scaled ancient eagle, and his left arm exploded, turning into a blood mist.

At the critical moment, Zhang Wenlin made a move, threw a golden rope, and dragged it out.

Phew!

The ancient eagle is obviously a secret technique, but it is like a real bird, the scales are harder than gold and iron, and it can break the mountains and open the river when it falls down, which is very terrifying.

"Why is he so strong...... Is it because of that secret technique?" Zhang Wenlin was shocked, Peng Wei, a Divine Spring Cultivator of the Life Cave, could actually take an injury to the three of them!

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Peng Wei coughed up blood, his brows furrowed, this was a blow he forcibly raised his qi at the cost of essence blood to urge the Blue Eagle Treasure Technique, not to kill the enemy, but to break through the siege.

Now, he's succeeding!

Rumble!

The ancient eagle god form suddenly collapsed, and a shocking rain of light broke out, and the glow of the sun rose to the sky, and the dazzling divine light covered the sky and the sun.

"He's leaving!"

Zhang Wenlin recovered from the attack of the Blue Eagle Treasure Technique, and in an instant he understood the reason and sensed Peng Wei's thoughts.

However, it was too late, Peng Wei exploded the Blue Scale Ancient Eagle Divine Form, and escaped from this area quickly, only a small black spot could be seen.

"Chase!"

The three of them were furious, stepped on the void, and chased after Shenhong.

After the monk sets foot on the life point, the divine spring can rush out of the divine rainbow, and without the secret technique of footwork, the speed is faster than taking off out of thin air.

The Flying Feather Sect monk chased and killed, Peng Wei fled, his whole body was scarred, and blood flowed out, bright and magnificent, and the blood stained the sky.

"I haven't seen him for more than half a year, is he already so strong?" Zhuo Chuan was surprised.

At that time, when the two met in the ancient ruins, the other party was still in the Tianzu Split Mountain Realm, and he used a magic ancient sword to deter him, and bluffed a scroll of Blue Eagle Treasure.

And now, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and Peng Wei is not like the past, his cultivation is profound, and his treasure art is superb, which can be called a young generation of heroes.

"What about the people who just fought?"

Zhuo Chuan was about to leave when a majestic voice suddenly came. In the distance, a group of more than ten people arrived with a rainbow and appeared on the scorched earth in the blink of an eye.

The monks who came to the Flying Feather Sect, two of whom Zhuo Chuan still knew, were Mo Kun and the female cultivator who used the red long silk as a soldier.

In front of them, stood a middle-aged man in a black robe with a majestic face, who was restrained in his cultivation, like a rock, and was at ease.

"Six Earth Monks!" Zhuo Chuan frowned, the strength of the middle-aged monk was unfathomable, far more terrifying than Mo Kun, and the Eight Achievements were the Six Lands realm figures who entered the Liancheng Ancient Tomb on this trip of the Flying Feather Sect.

More than ten people from the Flying Feather Sect paid attention, and someone walked out and asked the surrounding monks where the people who were fighting just now had gone.

The man ran away, and the three Junjie of the Flying Feather Sect chased after him, and he ...... That's the direction!" The person who was asked didn't dare to hide it, and pointed to the direction in which Peng Wei had fled.

The middle-aged monk's face did not change, his eyes fell on this scorched earth, and he muttered: "It was Zhang Wenlin and a few people who were making a move, in addition to that thief, my people from the Flying Feather Sect were also injured. ”

He had a keen sense and guessed the outcome of the battle.

"Don't worry, they should be fine, but the remnants of the Lonely Goose Gate are in a very bad state. The middle-aged monk scanned the surroundings, his gaze like a torch, and he saw everything.

"Huh?" Suddenly, his eyes turned to a large tree, and his expression changed slightly.

"Elder Shi, what's wrong?" Mo Kun asked, following the middle-aged monk's gaze.

And there, no accident, is Zhuo Chuan's hiding place!

After Zhang Wenlin, Peng Wei and the others left, he relaxed a little and did not hide his breath, but he was unexpectedly captured by the monks of the Six Lands of the Flying Feather Sect and discovered where he was.

"A little mouse, the same scent of blood that you left behind a few days ago in the place where you fought against you. Elder Shi chuckled lightly and slowly walked towards Zhuo Chuan's hiding tree.

When Mo Kun heard this, his eyes lit up, and his voice was cold: "Zhuo Chuan!"

With a bang, the branches and leaves of the big tree shook, and a figure rushed out quickly, far away from the sky.

Zhuo Chuan stepped on the secret technique, and his speed was exerted to the extreme, and he was far away in an instant.

The other party has a monk from the realm of the Six Lands, his whereabouts are revealed, and he must flee as soon as possible, and he must not fight head-on, far from being an opponent.

"It's so unlucky. Zhuo Chuan scolded, he was just careless, and he was noticed by this middle-aged monk, which made his heart tremble, and he must be more careful in the future!

"Still want to escape?"

Mo Kun carried the wings of white feathers on his back, and there was a golden rope in his hand, similar to Zhang Wenlin's, flying like a golden snake, fast as lightning, to tie up Zhuo Chuan.

This is a spirit weapon that is refined in imitation of the legendary bundle of immortals, and it is a secret treasure that binds and captures the enemy.

Zhang Wenlin had planned to take down Peng Wei with this, but the incident happened suddenly, and in order to save his fellow disciples, he carelessly let him run away.

Zhuo Chuan frowned, the golden rope was like a long snake with a spirit, the speed was too fast, to bind his body.

"In order to be able to capture you, Elder Shi specially brought five trapped divine ropes from the sect, I see how you can escape!" Mo Kun followed behind him, his face was very cold.