Duh!

With a dull and dull sound, the middle of the huge black curtain that covered half of the sky suddenly sunken into the middle.

The first Phoenix Feather was blocked out by a Qiankun air bag.

The cultivators who were hiding behind Zhang Hatshui and Xuanqing Dao Leader, after recovering from their extreme shock, their eyes were staring at the spread out Qiankun Qi bag. After a while, the depression was still the same, with no tendency to expand or recover, which showed that the strength of the half-arm-long arrow feather was still not exhausted, and it also showed that the arrow that made Zhang Hatshui and Xuanqing Dao Chang wait for them could not break through the Qiankun One Air Bag.

"Could it be that the Xuanqing Dao Elder and the Sword Saint seniors overestimated the power of that arrow?" someone at the back of the crowd couldn't help but mutter.

But as soon as words like this fell, at the foot of Mount Everest, there was a sharp sound again!

Before everyone could react, there was another dull crashing sound in the sky overhead.

The cultivators hurriedly looked up, only to see that the depression that had been stabilized before suddenly expanded and deepened, as if it was about to shoot through from the other side. And at the same time as the sound of "duh" sounded, the Xuanqing Dao Chief, who was standing at the front of the whole body, suddenly shook his body, and a mouthful of blood splashed out, directly melting the snow in front of him into a red snow pit.

Under the two arrows, the Xuanqing Dao Leader had already suffered a heavy blow!

Everyone couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw the Taoist chief trembling and barely standing firmly. From the depression, the other party's two arrows are actually the same landing point, which shows that the person who sent the arrow is not only cultivated, but also has profound archery skills. And the people who can seriously injure the Xuanqing Dao Chief with two arrows, the number of people that the entire Yanhua can count is only two hands, and there is only one person in the northwest who is the sect leader of the Tianshan Sect, Panxiong.

Even Lian Chenghong of the Qi Lian Sect couldn't do it.

The cultivators' thoughts turned sharply, and someone asked: "In the Holy Realm, that Panxiong is only tied with the Xuanqing Dao Leader and the Sword Saint seniors, and now the Xuanqing Dao Leader has sacrificed the Wudang Supreme Treasure Qiankun One Qi Bag, why did he fall behind." ”

Someone speculated and said: "It is possible that Panxiong also has a powerful divine weapon, and the Tianshan Sect has been in the northwest of the empire for more than a thousand years, and the background is unfathomable. ”

"It's true that the profound background is true," an elderly cultivator who didn't know where he came from shook his head and said, "but I've never heard of a spiritual weapon such as a divine bow hidden in the Tianshan Sect. "This casual cultivation is nearly sixty years old, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the Jiedan realm for many years, and with this kind of cultivation, it can be regarded as a not weak existence in the empire. He came to the Grandmaster Holy Realm this time to find an opportunity to enter the void, who would have thought that he would fall into such a situation as he is now. He was older than the young cultivators in the field for several rounds, and he could be regarded as well-informed and experienced, and when he said this, it aroused the doubts and curiosity of the cultivators present even more.

Just as the cultivators were discussing with each other, Daoist Xuanqing was a little struggling and said, "Zhang Hatshui, if you don't come out with a sword again, I'm afraid that the poor Dao will be planted here today!"

Zhang Hatshui was silent, his face heavy.

Of course, he knew that Daoist Xuanqing had been hit hard, and he also knew that what Daoist Xuanqing said was true. But he couldn't do anything at this time, the sword he had previously made was a condensed blow of his life's cultivation, and when he swung that sword, even he himself was subjected to a backlash and his blood churned so far, but that sword only cut off the edge of the first arrow. Don't look at the first arrow, it just nailed a hole in the Qiankun air bag, but that is already the power weakened by the Ziyang sword!

The second arrow came so fast, so fast that he didn't even suppress his churning qi and blood and almost uncontrollable yuan force, and the second arrow had already arrived!

Without the slash of the Purple Sun Sword, the Xuanqing Dao Master completely withstood the surging power of the second arrow.

Qiankun One Air Bag is a divine weapon, the material is extraordinary, and it can naturally withstand it. However, Daoist Xuanqing himself had already been injured in the Holy Realm, and at this time, the power of the arrow feather was transmitted into his body through the Qiankun Qi Bag, even if his cultivation had reached nothingness, he would inevitably end up seriously injured.

Seeing that Zhang Hatshui beside him was silent, Daoist Xuanqing immediately knew the situation, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Just when the Xuanqing Dao Leader was on the side of being wary of the follow-up arrow feathers, and on the other hand, he was hesitating whether to persuade the eldest grandson Qingyun to fight against the Tianshan Qilian Sect first, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing beside him, and the strong wind flew by, and a black shadow rushed towards the mountain road.

"Oh no!

Zhang Hatshui, whose feet were stuck in the ground, suddenly became gloomy with his already solemn face. In view of his position, he naturally didn't expect Zhang Hatshui of the Jinsha Empire to help, but he didn't expect that Eldest Sun Qingyun had been standing still, and it wasn't until this time when Daoist Xuanqing and he were completely contained by the enemy that Eldest Sun Qingyun ruthlessly tore off his disguise.

"Dao Chief, take care!"

Zhang Hatshui slashed his sword to the ground, and in the midst of an explosion, he broke away from the ground, leaving a fluttering sentence, and chased after the eldest grandson Qingyun, who had disappeared on the winding mountain road. Princess Allure and a number of Shenjing cultivators entered the winding mountain road early, the winding mountain road was crowded, and there were many killers chasing and intercepting, Rao is Zhang Hatshui could not immediately find the location of Her Royal Highness the princess, in this case, he could only follow the eldest grandson Qingyun, as long as the eldest grandson Qingyun was stopped, Her Royal Highness the princess would be safe for the time being!

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At the foot of Mount Everest.

The disciples of the Tianshan Sect and the Qilian Sect were dressed in two-color costumes and lined up in distinct lines. Those who were arranged to be intercepted and killed on Mount Everest were all low-level disciples of the two sects, and their strength ranged from the Nayuan Realm to the Lingxuan Realm. And these people who stayed at the foot of Mount Everest, seeing that they were lined up in a neat and orderly formation, and their momentum was cold and cold, they knew at a glance that they were well-trained and should be the core disciples of the two major sects.

And in front of these core disciples, there are two elder-level figures, and these elders, the lowest strength is already in the Jiedan realm. Like Zhao Lin, the second-generation elder of the Tianshan Sect who died in the Holy Realm, he was actually not qualified to stand here.

At the forefront, the two people who are two feet apart and look at the sky are Panxiong and Lianchenghong.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Pan Xiong looked at the many cultivators who were killing halfway up the mountain, his eyes were full of playfulness. The only son died in the Holy Realm, and he didn't get any benefit from the Holy Realm, so this trip can be said to be a loss to his wife and soldiers. This is nothing, the key is that because of this, it is also on the absolute opposite side of the Yanhua royal family, if you are not careful, the huge Tianshan Sect will be cut off in your own hands, and you won't even be able to live.

"What bullshit Jinsha Emperor!"

failed to kill Princess Allure and Yanhua everyone, which made him a little sneering at the eldest grandson Qingyun.

He raised his right hand back, and someone behind him suddenly handed him a heavy bow of dark iron. Rao is his realm is profound, and when he took the heavy bow, his arm also sank slightly, which shows the weight of this heavy bow of dark iron. He looked at the tiger mouth in his left hand holding the bow that had cracked, and then looked at the two identical dark iron heavy bows scattered on the ground in front of him, and couldn't help but slowly pull the bow open.

"It is worthy of being a divine soldier who has been conceived for thousands of years, and even I can't bear to fire two arrows in a row. ”

The three fingers of the right hand hook the string, and an arm-long multicolored arrow feather is attached to the bowstring. He leaned slightly to his side, his left knee bent, his right foot kicked the ground, and his bow and arrow were raised seventy degrees, aiming at the Qiankun One Bag, which seemed to them to be equally huge and friendless. His eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said to himself:

Today, let all of you bury my son!