On the shore of the East China Sea, sword qi rolled across the sea.

For the first time, Gongliang Zimo felt that the ironclad ship under his feet was so unstable, the sea was different from the flat bottom, there was no means like an iron cavalry charge, there were not many warriors who could step on the air to resist the wind, and even tread the water, so the strong crossbow arrows that could attack across the sea were extremely important.

The right arm of every soldier on the ironclad ship in the East China Sea is thicker than the left arm, and there are generals with arms above their knees, and the strong bow in their hands can nail through the iron armor beyond 3,000 steps.

But it didn't work.

Before the warrior was exhausted, the arrow could not get close to the three feet.

A trap bolt that can crush a person to death will be smashed with a punch when it gets close.

Raise your hand and swing a sword in the cold autumn.

In history, if you want to drag the top martial artist to death, it often costs thousands of lives, and he is exhausted by strangulation, but if the martial artist wants to leave, in the case of full internal qi, there is no military formation entangled, and he can easily leave.

Gongliang Zimo had cold sweat on his forehead, trying to figure out a way to break the game, but he didn't get a result, and after glancing at the ironclad general, both of them had an awareness in their hearts and nodded slightly.

The black-armored general pulled out the broad sword in his hand, and the internal qi in his body exploded.

The sound of the crossbow winding made his heart clench.

With a roar in his mouth, he stepped forward.

Today is to gamble all of them, and to drag this person down!

…………

Outside Penglai, there is a sword qi that is constantly born and destroyed, freezing the sea.

Such a big momentum finally attracted the attention of the two old men who sat down, Dongfang Tiankui was a little drunk, he hadn't drunk for a long time, the way of heaven was the most public, the most important thing was that he couldn't have his own private feelings, cultivated to the realm of grandmasters, and many things in the world were just bystanders.

It's been a long time since I've been lifted like this.

Got up and looked into the distance, his footsteps staggered slightly, and at this time, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the purple bamboo forest, and when he looked at it again, a disciple of Penglai Island in gray clothes ran in with a somewhat disgraced face, his face full of anxiety.

Dongfang Hexuan's expression suddenly changed, he got up suddenly, and said:

"Why are you back?"

"Where's An Feng?!"

The disciple was already extremely flustered in his heart, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he was suddenly asked, and then said, "Disciple, Senior Brother Wang, he went to the front to deal with the East China Sea guards." ”

Dongfang Hexuan asked, "What?" How could he go?! ”

"Who took him?!"

The disciple of the Dongfang family murmured:

"He, he's alone."

Oriental Crane Xuan changed color.

The East China Sea Guard ironclad ship is approaching the island with thousands of troops.

But after all, it's not just Donghaiwei who plans to make a move, the army is lined up, and the general pressure is naturally the strength of the military, and sneaking in secretly and running rampant is the specialty of the Jianghu warriors.

Dozens of elite warriors have secretly entered Penglai Island.

The person at the head looked only in his twenties, and looked back at the seaside, although he was separated by many distances, and he couldn't see the scene of the sword qi falling, but the qi machine triggered by the sword intent still caused a slight shock thirty miles away, and Shentu Hongye thought of the sword he encountered when he was chasing the startled salamander before, and his expression still couldn't help but change.

Forcibly calmed down, and turned his head to look at the master in front of him wearing a moon-white robe.

Qiu Feiyi had already taken out a thunder spear from behind his back and held it in his hand.

He is one of the three deputy sect masters of the Feiling Sect, although he has lived a Jiazi, he looks like he is only in his early forties at most, at this moment he has a calm bearing, stepping on Penglai Island, accumulating momentum step by step, the people behind him have removed the masters of the Feiling Sect, as well as the masters of the rivers and lakes who have been recruited over the years, and even the people and horses of the East China Sea and the East China Sea.

The dull old man next to Qiu Feiyi was dressed in cloth clothes and held an extremely heavy halberd.

I don't know how many people's blood has been infected on the ink-colored iron halberd, and the smell of blood that can't be dispersed makes people feel depressed and disgusting, this man's name is Ji Jiaxun, and he is a rare figure in the East China Sea Guard who can be compared with the fierce generals of the Central Plains in the infantry and horse battles.

When he was young, he was unwilling, but he encountered the chaos of the past 500 years, pulled up a team of 3,000 iron cavalry, and won real military merits on the battlefield, but after that, his son and grandson were not angry for two consecutive generations, threw away their official positions, and they were also suspected of being proud of their achievements, and they were quite crazy, and finally simply went to home.

It is the confidant and favorite general of the East China Sea who has worked hard and visited several times.

Even this person is here, and it is obvious that Donghai Hou has really made a bloody investment.

When walking, the distance of each step is measured as if with an iron ruler, and the score is exactly the same.

Although Qiu Feiyi and this person have known each other for a long time, they don't deal with each other, they don't look at him, they only talk to the disciples of their own sect, and they don't go to the building on the inner island along the way, but go straight to the purple bamboo forest on the outer island, and there are many martial artists who are led by the martial artists of the middle three grades to gather.

There were five times in just a short moment.

In addition, there are even disciples of the Feiling Sect who drive small boats and speedboats to Penglai Island. As they walked forward, they continued to converge, and there were already hundreds of people.

Among them, more than 100 people gathered behind the middle-aged man holding a halberd, all with swords and strong bows, and a pot of twenty wolf tooth barbed arrows on his back, silent, which is a person who can see from these people that he was born in a soldier's family.

Penglai Island is now extremely pure, all the way, I haven't been able to see anyone, and it is precisely because of the purity that it shows the ethereal nature of the overseas fairy island.

Qiu Feiyi looked up at that direction, muttered a few words in his heart Penglai Island, and held the thunder spear in his hand a little tighter, Penglai in the East China Sea is a spiritual place, and the aura in the door is natural, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and since he knew Penglai Island, there is no day that he does not want to be able to practice here.

From envy at the beginning, to jealousy and resentment later.

Originally, he had cultivated all the way to the realm of the fourth-grade little grandmaster, but in the end, this door had been blocked in front of him, and it had been blocked for thirty years, no matter how desperately he practiced and how angry he was, that door showed no sign of opening.

Faintly, even thicker and heavier year by year.

If there is no chance in this life, I am afraid that I will not be able to push open even a gap until I die, and I will not have the fate to see the real vast atmosphere behind the door.

Penglai Lingdi raises dragons and kills pythons is the only way.

Ji Jiaxun glanced at Qiu Feiyi indifferently, with ridicule in his eyes.

Everyone walked forward, after crossing the cross-sea stone bridge, Ji Jiaxun only raised his hand, and everyone behind him immediately dispersed, the wind passed through the purple bamboo forest, and the fallen leaves Xiao Xiao, he saw the two old men in blue and white clothes, with a smile on their faces, and the eyes of the people who accompanied him were scorching.

As soon as he raised his hand, the arrows rained down.

When he didn't get close to the purple bamboo forest, Shengsheng was cut off and fell to the ground.

The arrows are coming back.

Several times in a row.

Arrows rise like locusts, and fall like rain.

In front of the purple bamboo forest, the broken arrows were densely inserted into the ground, and the killing machine was agitated, and the bamboo leaves were flying.

When the arrows were finally shot, those arrows were smashed by a very powerful and domineering fist, and the broken arrows were shrouded by the fist, shrinking towards the internal force, turning into a ball of iron, and slammed on the ground, the arrows were facing outward, and the cold light was cold.

In the blink of an eye, two old men and a middle-aged man holding a sword had already arrived from the inner island.

Ji Jiaxun was not in a hurry to make a move, although he was old, but he still looked light with the heavy iron halberd in his hand, and the generals who had experienced the rebellion of the Seven Kingdoms looked very lightly at many of the so-called big scenes, and the old god was comfortably waiting for the three masters of the Dongfang family to approach.

These three people obviously have a good martial arts, and in a blink of an eye, they fell in front of the purple bamboo forest, and the old man at the head was as angry as a lion, a pair of fists were clenched tightly, and it was obviously the old man who finally shot and smashed all the arrows, glaring at the front, but said to the two old men behind him, and said:

"The head of the family, all the disciples have their own positions, these thieves have not divided their troops, and they will go straight here as soon as they get on the island."

Dongfang Tiankui was not surprised, he just raised his hand and took a sip of wine.

Qiu Feiyi said lightly:

"The thaumaturgy of the Penglai Oriental family is famous all over the world."

"Even if we want to divide the troops, there is no way to avoid you, it is better to come generously, and it can be regarded as above board."

"I heard that there are two branches in the inner island of the Oriental Family, the main stem specializes in thaumaturgy, and does not practice any martial arts in his life, while the branch gives up his thaumaturgical talent, practices martial arts, and guards those thaumaturgical monks who are weak in their hands and feet and can't kill people with swords."

"I'm afraid the three of them are branch disciples, right? Martial arts are good. ”

The old man of the Dongfang family, whose fists were clenched, sneered, and said: "Old man Dongfang Cong, martial arts are ordinary, but it is not a problem to clean up the ambitions of your wolf sons, and what is the thunder spear behind you?" It seems that he is indeed a disciple of the Flying Spirit Sect, as for this ...... took the iron halberd, and it seems that he is a soldier. ”

"I don't know which of the two wants to try the old man's martial arts first?"

When he came, he saw at a glance that except for the warriors who followed these two people, the surroundings were densely packed, and there were hundreds of elite warriors holding all kinds of blades.

I don't know how many disciples will be killed or injured, and I'm afraid that Dongfang Yimai will simply collapse.

simply pretended to be provocative, wanting to suppress this matter and turn it into a one-on-one competition on the rivers and lakes.

The white-haired Ji Jiaxun laughed, pointed his halberd on the ground, and mocked:

"There are so many of us here, why do we want to fight you alone?"

"What's more, your Penglai Island is just a turtle in an urn, and I will have backup after waiting, the flying dragon giant ship of Donghaiwei has already come, and there are still thirty ships, only parked a hundred miles away, just release the arrow, you can come over within half an hour, and when the time comes, you will be destroyed by the Dongfang family."

His voice paused, and he sighed again:

"It's a pity, that Wyvern was originally prepared for you."

"The Flying Dragon Mojia Organ Ships, each of them is loaded in the Tianjing City Heavenly Engineering Department, I originally planned to use this ship to lure you out, and one can divide you, if you can break the ironclad ship, it is the best, when the time comes, report to the court, deliberately destroy the country's heavy weapon, and ask your Dongfang family to remove your name, isn't it a matter of course?"

"Now, although I can't lure you away, but I have also dragged the most troublesome person, I am waiting for this general situation, but you want to fight with us and others one-on-one? Hahaha, the rivers and lakes are really the rivers and lakes, and they can't be atmospheric! ”

Ji Jiaxun said that he was madly excited, and the people of the Feiling Sect next to him were full of disdain for the rivers and lakes when they heard his words, and they were a little angry in their hearts, but they could only endure it secretly.

And Dongfang Cong was even more angry, but in the midst of anger, his heart couldn't help but be cold.

If this is the case, it is almost a heavy net of heaven and earth, and there is no life at all.

Although he has a body of extremely pure four-grade Xuangong, but what he sees in front of him, the martial arts of the elders of the Feiling Sect are not inferior to his own at all, if he really wants to fight, it is to have thaumaturgy to help, at most to a tie, if you want to divide the winner or loser, let alone three or four lilies.

The other two are both means of the five-grade realm.

The swordsman felt a glimmer of opportunity to step into the four-grade little master, and the other old man had been trapped in the five-grade for decades, the Dongfang family was not a martial arts family after all, and it was not much worse than the ordinary big factions of the rivers and lakes, but after all, the enemy was very strong, and he was decisive.

These people in front of him are not impossible to deal with, desperately injured and dragging the master, let the swordsman break out, defeat the rest of the ordinary martial artists, and then close the siege, there are seventy or eighty percent of them able to break this difficulty.

But what about the aftermath of the 10,000 armies? Thirty Mojia flying dragon giant ships, they can't be beaten but they can't be avoided, is it possible that they have to be beaten with their heads bored? was upset in his heart, but when he saw the hundreds of people in front of him, he had to ignore it and pass the current level first.

was about to speak, but Dongfang Tiankui put down the wine jug in his hand and said casually:

"If you have this plan, why do you want to come and risk it first?"

"I guess there's something to say, right?"

Ji Jiaxun stroked his palms and smiled: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being the head of the Dongfang family, his eyesight is really powerful, he can see clearly, yes, if he just destroyed the Dongfang family, he didn't have to wait for me to come here, although the Dongfang family disobeyed the Hou Ye a few days ago, and the crime deserved death, but it is not easy for the Hou Ye to practice in you, and I want you to enter my East China Sea Houfu to serve." ”

"When the time comes, you and I will be colleagues, and today's matter will be punished by three cups."

Dongfang Tiankui was still able to restrain himself when he heard this.

Dongfang Cong has been practicing martial arts for a long time, and his temper is violent, and he said angrily at the moment: "Wishful thinking! ”

Ji Jiaxun looked at Dongfang Tiankui and said: "This is a good word of persuasion, if you don't obey, I'm afraid the name of the world thaumaturgy Dongfang will be removed." ”

Dongfang Tiankui shook the wine jug in his hand, there was no movement in it, and with a little regret, he threw the wine jug down casually, and said lightly: "Ah Cong, lead the means of this Excellency." ”

Dongfang Cong sneered, said a respectful order, stepped out of the Nine Palaces under his feet, his body shook, and appeared in front of Ji Jiaxun, his five fingers were opened, and he pressed down heavily, and the qi machine in a radius was solidified like a mountain stone, without any vitality flaws.

Ji Jiaxun only had five means, and at the moment, all the mustaches were flicked back, his eyes were about to split, he raised the mixed iron halberd in his hand, and threw it forward, the evil wind paved the surface, Dongfang Cong's figure suddenly rolled upside down, and rolled up the halberd with a backhand sleeve and threw it away.

Qiu Feiyi clenched the thunder spear in his hand and rushed forward.

Although the thunder spear is the strongest in throwing techniques, the handle in his hand is three feet longer than the ones he is carrying behind his back, from a short spear to a spear, or pumping or splitting, the thunder flashed, and Dongfang Cong stepped out of the sea, the strength of the road was staggered, and the waves exploded.

And at this moment, another Flying Spirit Sect elder rushed forward.

The middle-aged man holding the sword drew his sword.

This sword weapon has a spiritual rhyme entanglement, and it is engraved with the thaumaturgical talisman of the Oriental family.

The sword qi is as vast as the sky.

The two of them rushed into the dense forest on one side.

Ji Jiaxun took out his waist knife and looked at the two people in front of him with a cold expression.

Facing the masters on his side who were led away one by one by the other party's means of redeeming the son, Dongfang Tiankui still seemed indifferent and calm, snatched Dongfang Hexuan's teacup and drank tea, Dongfang Hexuan frowned, thinking about Wang Anfeng who was going forward alone, and his heart was still fluctuating.

In order to prevent the aftermath of the all-out shot from affecting the two men.

The last old man standing in front of them was forced to lead away by three masters from a military family.

Dongfang Tiankui raised his hand again to take a sip of wine, and said lightly:

"Do you count how ......?"

Dongfang Hexuan raised his eyes and said:

"As usual, Ah Cong will be defeated, but it is difficult to distinguish between life and death among the four rank martial artists."

"He'll survive."

Dongfang Tiankui smiled, as a Heavenly Warlock, the saddest thing is that they can only watch things happen, time and everything flows, they occasionally see a fragment that is not a scaly claw, but they can't change it, but if there is a reckless move, everything will change accordingly.

When I was young, I always felt that I could change by seeing through the heavens, but later I found that everything in this world is like a tide, rushing forward, and a temporary change will not have an effect, and the big rivers will always flow in the original direction, and if you want to change, you need to pay a big price.

Dongfang Tiankui sighed:

"You only get one chance."

Oriental Hexuan closed his heart.

He raised his eyes and 'looked' into the distance, in the direction of Donghaiwei, the blue and purple qi that rushed to the sky formed an immortal lotus, and whispered: "Purple qi gives birth to a lotus, this time, I will cut off this princely luck and transfer the suppressed things on Penglai Island to your Donghai Hou." ”

"Look at the weight of these five hundred years, can he, an unspeakably expensive prince, eat it."

The right hand is slightly held, and the luck is flowing.

What Dongfang Ximing did was to deceive the world and achieve a change of life, this time it was different, this time it was to forcibly move flowers and trees, and the East China Sea would be a great disaster for the Central Plains in the next few decades, and the unspeakable luck would be cut apart, and the fate of Penglai Island in the East China Sea would be pressed on the shoulders of this prince.

Changing one's life is something that is going against the sky.

The invisible long sword in the old man's hand was raised, Dongfang Tiankui took a step forward, and the huge heavenly machine spirit was pressed down, and for the time being, it turned into a barrier and obstacle in an inefficient way.

Dongfang Hexuan got up, and the sword in his hand withdrew a wisp of spiritual rhyme.

There is a price to be paid for disobeying the heavens, and he has already rebelled twice.

So he was thirty years old and gray-haired.

So he lost his sight and couldn't see the slightest streamer.

But at this time, the Heavenly Skill that could be called a grandmaster unfolded in front of his eyes, the rules slowed down, and turned into a concept visible to the naked eye, and he had already seen part of the future.

Able to make three swords.

The first sword is to go to the East China Sea to wait for the top of the blue and purple immortal lotus.

The second sword and the third sword are much smaller, compared to the comparison between the hair and the blade, the second sword, to share a wisp of luck to the Dongfang family, the Dongfang family inherits a promise, guards the world for five hundred years, and hopes that there will be peace and beauty in the next five hundred years.

The last sword was given to An Feng and Ximing each with a share of imperial purple qi.

Protect them for the rest of their lives, and their hearts are like glass.

The old man's white hair danced, and he was willing to cut off the prince with ten years of longevity, and the old man, who could be called a fairy of the Daomen, had a soft expression, and for the third time in his life, he gave birth to a splashing pride.

Flick your fingers at the invisible sword of luck.

The sound of the sword is heartwarming.

Ji Jiaxun waved the horizontal knife in his hand, led by Shentu Hongye, many masters of the Feiling Sect shot, the soldiers opened their bows and fired a volley, and Dongfang Hexuan 'looked' at the sky.

After three breaths, Dongfang Cong, who is a bulwark, will be defeated.

At that time, it was the node, the best time to come out of the sword.

Shentu Hongye and Ji Jiaxun had already approached Dongfang Hexuan, whose eyes were focused.

In the first breath, Qiu Feiyi had already forced Dongfang Cong back.

Immediately, the right hand shook, and the thunder spear that was changed into a spear shattered the three-foot handle, turning into a short spear entangled with thunder, and the qi surged and directly locked Dongfang Cong.

Dongfang Hexuan clenched his sword in his hand.

Raise your hand, ready to wave down.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared from behind Qiu Feiyi.

A gray fluttering short sword pierced directly into Qiu Feiyi's body at a terrifying speed, and the sword qi rushed out.

Murder erupted.

Qiu Feiyi was hit hard almost instantly, if it weren't for the seven exercises he practiced, which had a strong foundation, he wouldn't have been able to dodge that sword at all, even so, his qi veins were still shattered, and the person who made the shot hid in the shadows, and the previous piercing killing machine didn't seem to exist.

Things changed suddenly!

Ji Jiaxun was slightly stunned when he saw this, and then his expression was cold and resolute, and he took a step forward, and the waist knife in his hand slashed out.

A shadow like a long dragon broke through the air and smashed the waist knife directly away.

A huge broadsword slammed down in front.

The sword intent like a mountain rose to the sky.

A tall white-haired old man strode over, intersected with Ji Jiaxun's fists and feet, regardless of up and down, he immediately took a step back, held his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and swept suddenly, the sword intent burst out, and swept suddenly, and the domineering and unrivaled sword qi forced Ji Jiaxun to retreat.

The old man stood solemnly with a sword, mighty.

Dongfang Tiankui was a little distracted by such a series of unexpected events, seeing that the old man had an extraordinary bearing, and the sword intent on his body was fierce and strong, obviously not an ordinary person, but a master who sent to help, and said in a humble voice:

"This old gentleman is."

The old man holding the giant sword said in a deep voice:

"I can't afford to be like that, sir."

The sword in his hand made a sword sound, raised the circle, pointed forward, and said solemnly:

"Juque under the command of Shenwu Mansion has been ordered to come to the aid of the Eastern Family!"

"It's not here!"

Shentu Hongye had previously shot with Ji Jiaxun, and the moment the latter was stopped, he threw out the thunder spear in his hand, like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, falling at an extremely tricky angle.

The old man who called himself the sword giant and Ji Jiaxun fought together.

But there was a middle-aged man with thin cheeks and the appearance of a foreigner stretched out his right hand, and shot Shentu Hongye out of a short spear and smashed it, that finger was as thick as a mountain and river, and immediately floated away, his eyes were smart, and he turned around and saluted respectfully to the two old men.

"Under the command of the junior Shenwu Mansion, the road number is Mingyue, and I have seen two seniors."

"The guards are late, and they hope to atone for their sins."

Ripples appeared in Dongfang Hexuan's dark eyes, and he said, "...... Shenwu Mansion?" ”

Almost as soon as the ghostly sword came to the side, things changed suddenly.

A spear like a dragon, blocking the back road, instantly repelled the martial artist who was entangled in the swordsman of the Dongfang family, and the person who shot was clearly old, but the six-grade realm, but the marksmanship was round, almost like the Dao, and he suddenly raised his hand and stabbed, the spear rotated, and after breaking the spear, it pierced through the heart of the elder of the Feiling Sect.

The old man drew his spear, looked indifferent, and walked past the corpse.

The magnanimity is deep and the mountains are high.

"Fufeng, Fei Poyue."

The martial artist of the Flying Spirit Sect, who was blocking the last master of the Dongfang Family, flew out upside down.

Scarlet leafless flowers continue to grow on the wounds on his body.

His expression was a little wooden, because Chuan Lian, who had died and came back to life, covered his mouth, his face was pale from crossing the East China Sea, and he waved the oars in his hand.

After repelling the warrior, he clicked on his acupoint, and said loudly to Dongfang Hexuan and the two:

"The first-class pharmacist of Shenwu Mansion, the pharmacist Tanigawa is here to help!"

Then he threw down the blood-stained oars, hurriedly rummaged through the medicine alley that was still on his back at this time, and said: "Yes, by the way, I still have medicine here, both internal and external injuries, it is from our Medicine Valley, it works, come and try it?" ”

Dongfang Tiankui looked at the young man who was hurriedly selling his own sect's prescriptions.

On the body that was half dead and half alive, the qi was obscure but heavy.

Not inferior to the five grades.

Five products? It is enough to be the level of the head of a big faction.

First-class pharmacist?

On the other side, a cold-looking woman raised her hand.

The faces of the hundreds of archers around him were bruised, and they clung to their necks and fell down.

A master wanted to take her down, only a few steps closer, he felt the terrifying qi that was almost about to kick open the gate of heaven, retreated again and again, and after retreating for a few miles, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then he felt a dizziness, his expression changed, and he lost consciousness and fell directly to the bottom of the sea.

A moment later, blood stained the sea.

The woman lowered her right hand and walked around, the flowers and plants under her feet were exhausted, and her body was full of poison.

It was Lu Yingbo, who was separated from Wang Anfeng in the Western Regions, because he had no fixed residence, so he went to Daqin Fufeng with Tianxiang Zhi, who claimed to be Mingyue, and stayed in Shenwu Mansion for the time being.

A few days ago, I got a flying letter.

Shenwu Order.

In the Shenwu Mansion, the masters were exhausted, and even the marksmanship master Fei Poyue, who taught Gongsun Jing's marksmanship, was also moved, because the East China Sea was blocked, so they each used their own means to go to Penglai.

Because of the loss of the past in the White Tiger Hall, her mood has not recovered at this moment, but it does not prevent her from speaking at this moment.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was earth-shattering.

The poisonous gas condensed into a huge poisonous dragon that was not inferior to the rivers and seas.

There is a woman dressed in green clothes who crosses the country and steps on a poisonous dragon.

Half a foot stepped into the realm of the grandmaster's huge qi and suppressed it.

The voice was cold and indifferent.

"Shenwu Keqing, Lu Yingbo."

Ji Jiaxun looked around, although the number of people who appeared on the opposite side was not much, but at this moment, this was almost a powerful elder in the big faction of the rivers and lakes.

Cultivate to a pharmacist who has reached the fifth grade.

An ethereal and unpredictable four-rank assassin.

A self-contained marksmanship everyone.

A half-step grandmaster who stepped on a poisonous dragon.

Obviously not a Taoist priest, but he called himself a five-grade extraterritorial man in Mingyue.

Ji Jiaxun's cold sweat suppressed the madness in his heart, and his thoughts kept turning, turning wildly, trying to find a way to break the game, but he found nothing, and suddenly there was a sound of waves surging, and big ships came from the East China Sea, although these are all ships of the East China Sea, but the people on it are by no means people in the rivers and lakes of the East China Sea.

Hundreds of people, dressed in the same clothes, leaped out like locusts before they got close to Penglai.

Syllable.

The surface of the water sinks a few inches almost instantly.

Warriors in black and blue suits tread water under the leadership of dozens of brave men.

Originally, the overall situation was in my Flying Spirit Sect martial arts and Donghai Guard's soldiers' faces turned pale.

Just as Ji Jiaxun gritted his teeth and was about to forcibly move out of the East China Sea, those martial artists who were almost all above the ninth rank were silent and separated left and right.

Two figures were thrown in, one was a military general wearing black armor, the other was a Taoist with a pale face, the general was already like ashes, and the Taoist priest was speechless, looking at the man in front of him who single-handedly knocked everyone to the sea.

In that direction, a young man dressed in the costume of a gray outer disciple of Penglai Island slowly approached.

When Wang Anfeng saw everyone, his expression eased a lot, and it was not in vain that he stopped those people in front, if he surrounded people, it would be troublesome, looked at Gongliang Zimo, and said:

"I said it, if you don't retreat......"

He wasn't done yet.

In the position where he walked, those warriors who were fierce and incomparable, and who had stepped on the water, had already knelt down in rows.

The Great Qin Divine Martial Sword in his hand was stuck upside down on the ground, holding the knife in both hands.

The blade is narrow and cold.

The mouth was opened in unison, and there was a solemn shout rising to the sky.

"Shenwu Mansion belongs, I've seen the Mansion Master!"

"We have been called!"

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And then everyone who rewarded, thank you tomorrow, it's a little late today, when the giant king An Feng and Gong Yu went down the mountain, the old man who was assassinated and won the famous sword