The sharp arrows seemed endless, obscuring most of the sky at the top of Mount Everest.

But fortunately, although the top of Mount Everest is as high as a thousand feet, the area is not large, especially those cultivators who followed the fifth listening cloud, rushed towards the only passage down the mountain at the first time, but also avoided the danger of being killed by the rain of arrows. Although the fifth Tingyun pulled Bai Jie, it did not affect his mirage technique in the slightest, and when he screamed behind him, he had already rushed to the edge of the cliff, and the arrows shot down here were obviously much less.

Ahead is the winding road that leads to the bottom of the mountain.

The fifth heard the clouds and glanced at them hurriedly, and he could already see a number of people with bows and arrows in their hands, opening their bows and arrows and firing them diagonally into the sky. He didn't hesitate, and when his mind moved, the two divine swords on his back shot out of their sheaths in an instant, roaring towards those who were holding arrows.

Those who were blocked on the road couldn't tell whether it was someone from the Tianshan Sect or a person from the Qilian Sect.

At this time, those people had also seen the Fifth Tingyun with a sinister face, as well as the many cultivators behind the Fifth Tingyun who did not hide their killing intent. Their faces changed drastically, and they all turned around and aimed the bows and arrows that had been set up in their hands at the many cultivators who were rushing over.

Whoosh.

Another round of arrows shot out, like a net pressed towards the fifth listener.

Fifth, Tingyun glanced slightly, and saw a full of arrow cups behind those blocking the road. Even though tens of thousands of arrows had been fired, they still had plenty of arrows in stock. It can be seen that the first thing Panxiong and Lian Chenghong did when they came out of the Holy Realm was to lay a lot of killing opportunities here.

Arrows are coming head-on.

Fifth, Tingyun suddenly lowered his body and glided almost against the ground. The opponent shoots arrows in a posture, and it is naturally impossible to aim at the ground, which has become the best place for him to make use of. Even if there is an occasional arrow feather that misses the ground, he can still drive the Kun Mu Liren Sword who opened the way to block the arrows. The top of Mount Everest is covered with snow all year round, and under the snow layer is a solid ice that does not melt for thousands of years, and he relies on huge inertia to break through the snow layer with his feet and quickly sweep over the ice.

The screams behind him never stopped, indicating that not everyone had the same good fortune as him.

Finally, those disciples of the Qilian Sect of the Tianshan Sect who were blocking the intersection found the Fifth Hearing Cloud that had broken through the suppression of their arrow nets, so they turned their arrows one after another, wanting to shoot the Fifth Hearing Cloud that was the most threatening to them into a sieve first. Archers, what they are most afraid of is being close to the cultivators!

Fifth, Tingyun tugged at the corner of his mouth, and his free right hand waved violently.

The two swords of Liren Kunmu, who opened the way in front, suddenly pulled out two fierce sword qi, and rushed the opponent's archer formation guarding the intersection into scattered and panicked. There were even some archers who were standing closer to the edge of the cliff, and they were swept by the sword qi, and their bodies shifted and fell directly. You must know that this is the top of Mount Everest, and if you fall from here, even a cultivator of the Yudan Realm will not survive. Unless it is a master of the Void Realm who has a comprehension of space, it is possible to pick up a life.

The archers were stunned by the sudden sword of the Fifth Tingyun.

But they were not improvised stragglers, but well-trained disciples of the Tianshan Sect. After seeing the Fifth Tingyun Twin Swords killing, followed by dozens of powerful cultivators of the Spirit Xuan Realm, the archers resolutely retreated backwards, and as they retreated, the Twin Sect disciples who were originally at the back of the camp staggered their bodies to the front, wanting to block the cultivators led by the Fifth Tingyun.

And the archers naturally retreated to the rear, and from time to time they put cold arrows, which made people unguardable.

Seeing the change of the opponent's formation, many cultivators, including the Fifth Tingyun, of course knew the other party's intentions. Therefore, they spared no effort, taking advantage of the gap in the arrow array when the archers retreated, they used their body methods to kill, and almost in the blink of an eye, they made a close encounter with the killers of the two sects.

Swish!

Bai Jie let go of the fifth Tingyun's hand, and the Guanghan sword was quickly unsheathed.

Xiao Mengdie pinched the sword trick in his hand, forcibly condensing the ice under his feet into a sword, and where he passed, everyone could block him for a moment.

Lei Fengxiang was even more violent, roaring angrily, his body grew in size, and the muscles of his whole body bulged, like a fully evolved gorilla. He waved his arms as if he were wielding two sledgehammers, and the man in front of him was crippled before he could even swing his weapon.

Concubine Wanjian always followed Lei Fengxiang's side, and when he found that there were too many people around, he kicked in the air, pitiful of these cultivators who had not even reached the Spirit Mystery Realm, where could anyone take his strength.

Mu Kun, Li Chengcheng, Li Qingping and others also sacrificed their own weapons, showing no mercy in the face of these sect disciples. The Tianshan Sect and the Qilian Sect dared to besiege and kill the people of the royal family, and this alone was enough to connect the nine clans!

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Above the top.

There are also most people who did not come out with the fifth listening cloud.

They reacted a little slowly, and did not seize the opportunity of the initial arrow formation, when the overwhelming arrows were fired, they could only use their skills to dodge, and they could not break through the dense arrow feathers to the bottom of the mountain at all. The narrow peaks were already filled with arrows, and some of them lay bloody corpses underneath them.

Boom!

Just when many cultivators were flashing left and right, but they were still hanging colors one after another, the Ziyang Sword Saint looked up at the arrows in the sky, his eyes were not angry but mighty, and he didn't know when he already held the sharp sword that made him famous. The name of the Ziyang Sword Saint is, of course, derived from his Ziyang Sword.

Without hesitation, he drew a sword towards the sky.

A crescent moon sword qi glowing with purple light crossed the left and right, like the moon of the first day of the new year. The sword qi rose against the wind, and in an instant, it was already about ten zhang long. So, the impermeable net of arrows was suddenly cut through a hole, and all the arrows in that hole were broken and fell down weakly.

When Zhang Hatshui made a move, Xuanqing Daoist also turned out his right hand, and an extremely ordinary-looking cloth bag appeared in his palm. A yin and yang Taiji diagram was hastily drawn on the cloth bag, and he untied the thin rope that bound the cloth bag, and suddenly, the Taiji diagram flashed slightly.

The cloth bag opened, and the wind was heard in an instant.

Those cultivators who were closer to the Xuanqing Dao people suddenly felt an extremely strong suction, and that force was pulling them towards the place where the Xuanqing Dao Master was standing. The cultivators managed to stabilize their bodies, but they were surprised to find that the suction force was actually coming from the inconspicuous cloth bag.

In the whistling wind, the thousands of arrows were very strangely captured by the palm-sized cloth bag.

"Could it be ......that there are still well-informed people in the crowd after all, and after the arrows in the sky are no longer threatening, someone finally has a big change in complexion, and guesses, "That is the Qiankun bag of the Wudang Sect Xuanfeng Zhenren?!"

Someone answered: "Qiankun is a gas bag, isn't that the personal spiritual weapon of Xuanfeng Zhenren?"

Older cultivators should know that before Xuanfeng Zhenren became the head of the Wudang Sect, he was an inconspicuous old man with a dirty cloth bag wrapped around his waist, holding a broken sword that was not sharp and even had some small gaps. That cloth bag is the Qiankun One Air Bag, it is the personal spiritual weapon that really helped Xuanfeng Zhenren break into the hall, and the older generation of cultivators even know that if there is no Qiankun One Air Bag, I am afraid that there will be no famous Northern and Southern Wudang of the Yanhua Empire now.