Ai Hui suddenly spoke: "They left. ”

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Shi Xueman and the others returned to the windmill sword, and when they saw everyone's eyes converged, she shook her head and signaled that there was no response.

Ai Hui patted Shi Xueman's shoulder and comforted: "It's good news that there is no movement." ”

Shi Xueman's expression was slightly excited.

With the ability of a father, once life and death fight, it will inevitably be earth-shattering. It's impossible to kill or capture them silently. Since the last dimensional force storm, my father seemed to have disappeared suddenly, without a trace.

This made Shi Xueman firmly believe that his father must still be alive.

"Let's move on. Ai Hui continued: "If you go to the place where the last dimensional force storm broke out, you might be able to find something. ”

The windmill sword slashed through the sky, leaving a faint trail that was quickly blown away by the wind.

The Divine Tiger Sect and the Roaring Blood Clan are advancing towards the Pearlwind Bridge defense line, and they will converge with the Divine Spirit Sect of He Nanshan. The Mingguang Blood Force, who had been traveling with them, was ordered to return to search for the whereabouts of the remnants of the North Sea.

The situation of the battle is unpredictable, and the once absolute superiority seems to have disappeared overnight.

Not long ago, they were so confident that they would say that they were coming to Tianxin City in a snap of a moment. Now the defense line of the Pearl Wind Bridge seems to be a moat, blocking their way.

The confidence that had once passed was gone, and the battlefield began to sink into stalemate and tug-of-war.

Since when?

He struggled to recall.

That's right, since the self-explosion of the Divine Peak of the Beihai Wall Town, Ye Shuai was seriously injured and unconscious, and they fell into a situation where the dragons were leaderless, and the pace of progress was forced to slow down. Subsequently, the Divine Judgment of the Thousand Miles of Sneak Raid directly caused the situation to deteriorate rapidly, and the Kingdom of God began to fall into a passive situation.

It's also a group of people who are not afraid of death!

Shan Minxiong couldn't help but have some admiration in his heart, but it was more bitter. The absolute disadvantage of Yuan Xiu is that these people who don't want to die can be redeemed little by little.

The pressure gradually shifted to the side of the kingdom of God, and this is why the divine wolf did not hesitate to take the risk of a surprise attack, but it led to the fiasco of the entire army. It seems that the fall of the Divine Wolf has too many accidents, but it also shows from the side that the increasing pressure has made the War Department of the Divine Kingdom gradually lose patience.

Whether it is the prey or the hunter, once you lose patience, the situation becomes dangerous.

Shan Minxiong's gaze swept over the marching army, and he seemed to feel that the momentum of the war department was much weaker than before. He shook his head, as if to shake the illusion out of his head, and his thoughts refocused.

The matter of Shi Beihai has Her Royal Highness She Yu to worry about.

He thought about how he could break through the defense line of the Pearl Wind Bridge. Speaking of which, there was a question that had been swirling in his mind for a long time, and it still hadn't been solved.

Looking at the defensive strength of the defense line of the Pearl Wind Bridge, the three Zhenshen Peaks are just like that for Shan Minxiong, who has captured the wall of the North Sea. The two divisions of Bingren Tianfeng are two rookie corps. Judging from the battle reports from the front line, the soldier Tianfeng is not the main combat power, but more of an auxiliary role.

The strength of the Heavy Cloud Spear should not be underestimated.

The Tower Artillery Alliance is a bit evil, it is composed of a group of previous remnants of the defeated generals, how did it become brave and good at fighting in the hands of the Matsuma faction?

Could it be that Ai Hui is really that evil?

Matsuma faction, Shan Minxiong drew a circle on these three words and fell into deep thought.

Looking back, he was shocked to find that the speed of development of the Matsuma faction was jaw-dropping. Shan Minxiong remembers very well that when the Beihai Wall had just been captured, the information on the main forces of the Outer Heaven was sent to the desks of the various ministries. And in that report, the Matsuma faction was nothing more than a small force that had just emerged.

Who would have thought that it was this small force that would block the army of the Kingdom of God from moving south.

Shan Minxiong was suddenly a little curious, what is the magic of this small force that is not very large, the Matsuma faction that dominates all this?

A grim alarm suddenly sounded, interrupting Shan Minxiong's musings.

"Enemy attack!"

Shan Minxiong didn't panic at all, he raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance. Whether it is the Divine Tiger Department or the Roaring Blood Department, they are all well-trained elites in a hundred battles, and the soldiers know what to do when they encounter an enemy attack.

Soon, the large forces began to close and remain on alert. Several supernatural powerhouses rode the Divine Tiger and soared into the air to meet the enemy attacking in the distance.

A black dot the size of a pinpoint appeared in the sky in the distance.

Shan Minxiong's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart was awe-inspiring, so fast!

The comer was like a sword light, and suddenly came.

For the first time, Hoda controlled the windmill sword on a mission, and he was extremely excited. Although he kept reminding himself in his heart that he was also a master and that he had to be calm, he still couldn't help but push the speed of the windmill sword to the extreme.

This is the windmill sword, this is the sword master!

It was originally because of the incomparable speed that he was obsessed with the windmill sword. Only the speed of the wind can awaken the burning passion in his body. The ultimate speed brings him the ultimate pleasure, and the world becomes different!

Gu Xuan was frightened: "Slow down, slow down, Master Huo, it doesn't need to be so fast!"

The other fighters chimed in: "Yes, yes!"

"Vomit ......"

The poor warriors were accustomed to Shi Zhiguang's delicate operation that was enough to thread the needle and thread, and they were immediately lost in Huoda's rough ** work like a raging storm, and even a strong and profound cultivator like Gu Xuan turned pale with fright from time to time.

Duanmu Dusk, who was high up, glanced at the soldiers of the Thunder Sword, snorted coldly, shook his head, and did not hide the disapproval on his face.

A thumb-thick cyan rattan is tied to two sword towers at both ends, and Duanmu sits on it at dusk, swinging like a swing, with a calm expression.

Suddenly, he realized, turned his face, and looked ahead.

His gaze was sharp, his eyesight was amazing, and he immediately spotted the large army of blood cultivators in front of him.

At this time, Huoda also found the enemy, and shouted excitedly: "There is a blood cultivation war department ahead!"

Before Gu Xuan could speak, Duanmu's faint voice sounded: "Rush over." ”

Huoda was even more excited, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and replied loudly: "Okay! Rush over! I'm going to start! Everyone, hurry up!"

The faces of the Thunder Sword soldiers changed, and they all clung to the fixations around them. A powerful force suddenly erupted from under his feet, and the speed of the windmill sword began to skyrocket wildly!

Brushing the ground, Gu Xuan's face turned white all of a sudden.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The light curtain of the windmill sword blocked out the screaming wind outside, but it was occupied by Hoda's wild shout. Because of the excessive excitement, Huoda's face shone brightly, and the amazing Yuan Force fluctuations were released from him.

When it comes to the level of sword control, Huo Da is far inferior to Shi Zhiguang, but there is one thing that he greatly surpasses Shi Zhiguang, that is, the master's cultivation.

As a master, he is able to withstand more powerful impacts, and he is able to unleash the power of the windmill sword to the peak without much effort!

As the speed increased, the light curtain of the windmill sword also brightened dramatically.

On the cyan rattan, Duanmu stood up at dusk, the elegant cyan robe was windless and automatic, and his eyes were as bright as stars. Since he left the customs, he has only been wearing a green shirt, and there is a twig pattern embroidered on his left chest, in which the dark pattern of the word "Duanmu" can be seen.

He disliked the ugliness of the traditional badge of the Duanmu family, so he drew it himself. With his current achievements, he is already qualified to renew the Duanmu family badge.

The brighter and brighter light curtain illuminated the inside of the windmill sword, Duanmu Dusk's expression was as usual, but his heart was secretly awe-inspiring.

He has been on many missions with the Sword of Thunder, and he has sat on the Windmill Sword many times and is very familiar with the Windmill Sword. But for the first time, he knew that if Master Yuan Xiu controlled the windmill sword, he would be able to burst out with such power.

This speed ...... It's amazing!

That guy......

The Divine Tiger Sentry who came up didn't expect the windmill sword to suddenly accelerate and react half a beat slower.

The windmill sword was like a streamer of light, passing between the two of them.

In the blazing light, the two green vines did not attract anyone's attention. When the windmill sword swept past the two Divine Tiger Sentry Sentry, the Qing Teng, who seemed to be light and powerless, accurately hit the two Probe in the face.

Disheveled!

The two Divine Tiger Sentries were like being hit by a heavy hammer, and their heads instantly burst like watermelons.

The windmill sword flew far away before the headless corpse on the tiger's back lost its balance and fell to the ground. The two tigers whimpered, they didn't understand what was happening.

Hoda raised his head and looked in front of him with great admiration and admiration at the figure swaying on the rattan in the air, and the two rattans that had just completed the one-hit kill retracted deftly into the light curtain.

Huoda couldn't understand how Duanmu Dusk did it, the light curtain was amazingly thick, how could the rattan penetrate effortlessly?

However, he knew very well that this hand alone was enough to show that Duanmu Dusk's strength was far superior to him.

Rushing past the outpost, the windmill sword rushed straight towards the high-alert Divine Tiger army.

A blood-colored light curtain rose from the Divine Tiger War Department, and within the light curtain, the two squads had already begun to complete their assembly. The Divine Tiger was well-trained, and although it was attacked on the march in the field, it was still fully equipped in a very short time.

They are the Heavy Warfare Department, and once they are fully equipped, they become terrible murder weapons.

Shan Minxiong watched coldly, did not make a sound, and stared closely at the windmill sword that was like a meteor.

Is this the windmill sword that Linghe Nanshan has suffered enough?

What a terrible speed!

The other party's courage also surprised him a little, and he dared to rush into battle single-handedly, which shows how arrogant he is.

A hint of gloom swept through Shan Min's ambition. The Yuan Cultivation War Department encountered the Blood Cultivation War Department, and from the initial collapse and fleeing from the wind, to now charging the camp single-handedly. Such a huge change has occurred in a short period of time, and it also reflects the reversal of the battlefield situation.

The windmill sword got closer and closer, and the dazzling light began to envelop the blood curtain, as if the sun was spraying light, and the vision was brightening dramatically.

Rumble!

A hundred times more blazing light erupted than just now, and a huge roar shook Shan Minxiong's eardrums, and the ground shook. The terrifying shock wave swept across, and Shan Minxiong felt like he had been hit hard, and half of his body was numb.

There was a vast white space in front of him, but Shan Minxiong knew that the protective blood curtain would definitely be broken.

The charging of the windmill sword is unexpectedly so terrifying......

Shocked, Shan Minxiong couldn't believe it.

At this moment, the alarm suddenly appeared.