Sensing the momentum of the flying sword from a distance, Cheng Yifu knew that it was definitely not something he could resist.

Escape, you can't escape, you can't fight, you can't fight.

This is the game of death.

He sighed.

Cultivating for thousands of years, I still can't avoid this day.

There is no hope of immortality, and now it is only a hundred years of early death, but there is nothing at all.

I just don't know if after his death, the Divine Sword Sect will be able to escape this catastrophe and continue to exist in the cultivation realm.

That's what worries him the most.

He continued to fly west, even if he was about to catch up soon, but if he could drag the other party farther, he would drag it as far as he could.

If you buy a little more time, maybe a few more disciples will escape from Tu Wuyi's divine consciousness coverage and keep the fire for the Divine Sword Sect.

Flying out of the west for about ten miles, Tu Wuyi's flying sword had already been slashed.

A hundred-hundred-foot sword rainbow carried supreme power, and later appeared within the range of a few miles behind him.

Cheng Yifu stopped flying forward, suddenly turned around to catch up, and shouted: "Tu Wuyi, today's revenge, my Divine Sword Sect vows to revenge!"

When he fled for his life to the west, his mana had been drummed to the extreme, and he was ready to explode.

Just as Tu Wuyi's flying sword was about to approach, he turned around and greeted him, and in the roar, there was a boom, and it exploded.

He is a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, and he has been in the late Yuan Infant realm for two or three hundred years, and his mana is profound, and he is one of the best in the Yu Kingdom Cultivation Realm.

This self-detonation was huge, and a huge energy burst out, and the body turned into ashes in an instant, and the terrifying shock wave rushed towards the sword rainbow.

He was ready to blow himself up on the way to escape, and this time it came down quickly, and when Tu Wuji found out, it was too late to take other measures, so he could only watch Cheng Yifu blow himself up, and the natal magic weapon was instantly affected.

In the huge explosion, the hundred-foot-long sword rainbow was blown up, returned to the original shape of a sword, flew backwards, and kept spinning backwards for dozens of miles before it returned to stability.

The self-explosion of the monk in the late Yuan Infant period was quite powerful, even if the monk was next to him, he would also be seriously injured.

Back then, the Blood Demon Wu Bai had already successfully crossed the catastrophe, but he was blown up by a Yuanying monk who was about to die in Tianxuanmen, and finally died.

Although there was a reason why Wu Baidu was too seriously injured in the Heavenly Tribulation, it was also evident that the Yuanying Cultivator had exploded so badly.

"Poof—"

Tu Wuyi, who was hundreds of miles away, spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Although it was only his natal magic weapon that was blown up, not his body, the natal magic weapon was closely related to the body, and if the natal magic weapon was damaged, his body was inevitably damaged.

If this self-explosion came to his body, he would inevitably be seriously injured, and it would be impossible to continue to hunt down other Divine Sword Sect monks.

Rao is like this, after such an explosion, his natal magic weapon will not be able to hunt down the enemy for the time being, so he can only put it back to his own body to recuperate, otherwise it will be scrapped.

"Dog thief!"

He scolded hatefully, recalled the flying sword, and flew to the east to kill the head disciple of the Divine Sword Sect.

At the same time, he sighed in his heart - he was still thinking about killing as many Yuanying Cultivators of the Divine Sword Sect as possible, and now it seemed that after killing the head disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, the rest of the Yuanying Monks of the Divine Sword Sect would fly out of the coverage of his divine sense, and at the same time, they would also fly out of the Yu Kingdom, and they could no longer be hunted down.

When Cheng Yifu blew himself up, some of Zhong Yuan and the others hadn't flown far yet, and they were still within the coverage of Zhong Yuan's divine sense.

Seeing all this, Zhong Yuan sighed and said to Gongsun Ming and Ling Qinghan: "Master Cheng is also a strong person, and he actually blew himself up. ”

Gongsun Ming and Ling Qinghan had long known that his divine sense was powerful, and they did not doubt what he said.

Gongsun Ming himself was also the head of the faction, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but feel that something hurt him, sighed, and said, "I'd rather die than give in, this is also the character of the cultivator of the Divine Sword Sect." ”

Ling Qinghan asked, "Is that Tu Wujiao injured?"

"This is the damage to the natal magic weapon, and he himself will not be too seriously injured. Speaking of this, Zhong Yuan coughed and said, "Let's not talk about this now, let's go back to the sect as soon as possible." ”

The position where they are now is still within the scope of Tu Wuyi's divine consciousness, if they say something to provoke Tu Wuyi's dissatisfaction and suffer the disaster of being killed, it will not be good.

Gongsun Ming and Ling Qinghan both understood what he meant, so they stopped talking for the moment.

After flying for dozens of miles, Zhong Yuan's divine sense sensed that Tu Wuyi's body was about to catch up with the head disciple of the Divine Sword Sect who was flying eastward.

It seemed that this head disciple would not survive, and he sighed in his heart, only hoping that the rest of the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect would be able to escape.

Soon, Tu Wuyi and the head disciple of the Divine Sword Sect had already gone out of his divine sense coverage, he shook his head, stopped paying attention, and flew forward intently.

It didn't take long for Tu Wuji to catch up with the head disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, although his natal magic weapon could not be used now, but after all, he was a god-transforming cultivator, and just by using spells, it was no longer the other party who could resist the enemy.

This time, it was his body that stepped forward, and he learned the lesson of Cheng Yifu's self-explosion, and he didn't dare to force him too much, so he launched an attack when he was still a few miles away from the other party.

In this way, even if the other party blew himself up, he would not be able to hurt him.

It's just the same way, after such a distance, the power of casting spells will also be weakened to a certain extent, and it took a few attacks to bombard the opponent.

At this time, those cultivators of the Divine Sword Sect had already flown out of the range of his divine sense.

Tu Wuyi scolded hatefully, and did not continue to chase.

If he must chase it, with his current cultivation, it won't take long to fly south to rediscover the traces of the monks of the Divine Sword Sect, and it won't be too much of a problem to kill one or two more monks.

But then it has already penetrated deep into the territory of Chen Guo, and if he is an injured god cultivator, he goes deep into the territory of another country to kill people, which can easily arouse the hatred of the monks of that country, and if they attack him in groups, they may be damaged there, which is not good.

So he could only stop there, and flew back to the Yuanying monks in Tianxuanmen, waiting to deal with the remaining Yuanying monks in the fog one by one.

Or ambush, or slash.

Those Yuanying Cultivators have more than five sects, unless they were allies of Tianxuanmen before, he will not let any of them go.

The sect with more Yuanying cultivators in the Yu Kingdom Cultivation Realm, in this mist, has been wiped out by Zhong Yuan by fishing methods, and there are only two or three left, but now there are Tianxuanmen waiting for them outside.

This year is destined to be a year of great damage to the vitality of Yu Guo's cultivation realm.