The four of them rode the Flying Eagle Beast and flew out of the Wen Family Manor.

Wen Hao received the task and knew that the road would definitely not be smooth, so he sat on the Flying Eagle Beast and kept watching, looking for the source of the crisis.

"Brother Wen Hao, don't worry, this time we are mainly following the young master to open our eyes, and there will be no danger. You must know that the Flying Eagle Beast flies at an altitude of thousands of meters, no one can hurt us, and how many times we have traveled this route, there are no fierce birds. ”

Wen Yu smiled and comforted.

Even the Wen family is not ironclad, so Wen Fengyun also needs his cronies to support him to become the future head of the family, and Wen Yu and Wen Honglu are undoubtedly the most worthy of training.

Wen Hao looked at Wen Yu and then at Wen Honglu, and now they didn't realize the danger on the road at all, even Wen Fengyun.

"Do you want to tell them?"

Wen Hao hesitated for a moment and randomly denied it, because he couldn't explain it clearly after he said it, and he didn't know if the source of the crisis was a human being, a mysterious beast, or even bad weather.

"It's better to be careful!"

Wen Hao finally reminded him.

"That's right, be careful!"

Wen Fengyun also reminded him, and began to observe the situation nearby.

There were no words all the way, and after flying for more than 20 miles and flying over several mountains, the danger that Wen Hao said still did not come.

"I'm bored, I'll practice a set of swordsmanship, let you see!"

Wen Fengyun stood on Qingfeng's back and pulled out a three-foot long sword behind his back.

The sword was drawn, and there was a soft roar in the air, and a sword as green as a lake came out, and the sword body seemed to be flashing with sparkling waves, it was a 1o grade Xuan soldier, the Qinghu sword.

"Qinghu Sword, the treasure of the Wen family, the inheritance of the head of the family!"

Wen Hao's eyes were Ling Ran, staring at the Qinghu Sword, a little greedy.

This is a real Xuan soldier, and it is also the highest quality Xuan soldier, I don't know how many times stronger than his iron-tired bow.

"My set of swordsmanship is the Xuan-level mid-grade "Spring Mountain Sword", you are optimistic about it!"

Wen Fengyun's voice fell, and he had already begun to rehearse.

The Qinghu sword slashed through the air, leaving a piece of green light, full of greenery, there was no half-point killing machine, but there was a vibrant atmosphere everywhere, just like a lonely mountain in the spring rain, and everything bloomed with vitality.

"Subtle level swordsmanship!"

Wen Honglu praised.

"It's been less than 3 years since the young master got the "Spring Mountain Sword", and he has actually cultivated to this point!" Wen Yu narrowed into a slit, and his eyes also showed essence.

Wen Hao sat on Xiao Hei, and couldn't help but be attracted by Wen Fengyun's swordsmanship.

"To be able to practice swordsmanship on Qingfeng, not only is the artist bold, but also has to cooperate with Qingfeng seamlessly, Xiao Hei, we have to work hard!"

Wen Hao glanced at it and couldn't help but pat Xiao Heidao.

Although Wen Hao can also stand on Xiao Hei's body, if he wants to practice swordsmanship on Xiao Hei's body, it is still far away.

Phew.

Xiao Hei screamed, as if in response to Wen Hao.

Wen Hao smiled slightly and continued to look at Wen Fengyun's swordsmanship.

After watching it carefully this time, Wen Hao suddenly discovered the power of "Spring Mountain Sword".

If there is no killing machine in swordsmanship, the warrior cannot use the instinct of the body to sense the killing machine to counterattack, and can only rely on his eyesight to always pay attention to the sword moves. This will distract the enemy and keep them one step ahead.

Thinking of this, Wen Hao immediately turned on the video function, refused to waste a single move, and filmed it all.

"In the future, the true qi clone will also use this set of swordsmanship, and go back and watch it a few times, understand more, maybe you can still get the "Spring Mountain Sword" copycat out!"

Wen Hao thought.

Not long after, Wen Fengyun finished his drill and said to Wen Yu on the side: "Wen Yu, you are cultivating the Xuan-level Inferior "Soft Rain Sword Technique", how is it?" The drill is out for everyone to see! ”

"Then I'll be ugly, after the drill, I hope the young master will give more guidance!"

Wen Yu still had that gentle smile on his face, and then he also practiced swordsmanship on the Flying Eagle Beast.

"Then I'm ugly!"

After Wen Yu's drill, Wen Honglu also stood up, and what he cultivated was the Xuan-level inferior "Huangri Sword Sutra".

Wen Hao also saw at this time that the two people brought by Wen Fengyun this time were all practicing swordsmanship, which was not a coincidence, and he had to instruct three people, so he didn't waste Wen Fengyun's kindness and began to watch seriously.

After the two of them finished the practice, Wen Fengyun also began to point out the swordsmanship of the two, explaining the shortcomings of the swordsmanship of the two, so that the two also gained a lot.

At this moment, several people flew over a 3 or 4 hundred meter high peak, and Wen Fengyun, who was commenting on sword moves, suddenly stopped.

"Not good!"

Wen Fengyun's expression sank, and he sensed a killing intention.

Wen Hao and the others were just about to ask, when they suddenly heard a sound of breaking the sky.

Just from the voice, Wen Hao could hear that this was a sharp arrow shot from a strong bow, fast, strong, and there were more than 3o sharp arrows.

Although Wen Hao was also listening to Xiao Fengyun talk about swordsmanship, he didn't forget the crisis in his heart, so the first time he heard the arrow, he rushed to the top of Xiao Hei's head, and then the true qi poured into his legs, like a stump, firmly rooted on Xiao Hei's head.

Then, he fixed his eyes and immediately saw a sharp arrow shooting towards Xiao Hei, and he instantly pulled out two iron arrows and cast a series of shots.

There was a soft ding, and a sharp arrow was missed by Wen Hao.

At the same time, the three days of Xiao Hei's special training also had some results, and his body turned and dodged the sharp arrows in front of him.

Wen Fengyun's three flying eagle beasts also hurriedly dodged, but after all, they were in a hurry, and Wen Yu's flying eagle beasts were shot in the wings by a sharp arrow.

This sharp arrow is at the level of a Xuanbing, and it is shot by a high-level martial artist, Wen Yu's flying eagle beast wings were pierced, his body lost his balance, and he fell down with Wen Yu.

"Wen Yu!"

Wen Fengyun shouted, actually jumped off Qingfeng's body, and then grabbed Wen Yu's shoulders at the last moment, and at the same time hooked Qingfeng's claws with his toes.

"Come up!"

Wen Fengyun shouted loudly and threw Wen Yu on Qingfeng's back, while he was on Qingfeng's claws to help Qingfeng defeat the sharp arrows that he couldn't dodge.

"Ahh

Wen Yu patted Qingfeng on the back, saw the flying eagle beast that had been with each other for more than 1 year fell on the mountain, and after struggling to climb for a while, he was shot through the head by a black-clothed man who was chased by a horse, and died tragically on the spot.

Wen Hao sighed in his heart, just now the time was too long, and he could only keep his little black.

At the same time, Wen Hao looked down again, and now there were 1o black-clothed people standing on the hill below, and each black-clothed person opened his bow and launched a second round of attacks.

"Where are there so many powerful archers!"

Wen Hao was shocked.