Wyvern Peak

The shouts of killing shook the sky, the flames burned all over most of the mountain peaks, and the majestic Yuan Force fluctuations continued to spread, destroying large areas of verdant mountains and forests. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hundreds of zhang in the sky, the fire clouds rolled, the blood mist was heavy, the fairy sound was faint, the wind python roared in the sky, and the earth-shattering sound was far away from more than 100 miles away.

"Lord Song Feng's fire skill is really powerful, and he can fight to the fullest today, it is not in vain", the mad knife held the blood-red long blade with one hand, and a large area of fire ignited on it, like a blade of blood and fire, it shook and pointed to the void in front of him, haha laughed, and the air was so muffled that it didn't stop.

"It's not a mad sword!", Song Feng's chest rose and fell violently, the two of them fought a great battle before, and the consumption was extremely high, if it weren't for the fact that he had advanced to the Tianyuan Realm for many years, and his deep foundation, he might not be able to support it until now.

Roar!The aura of the Flame Jiao weakened somewhat, and it still roared hard, boosting its momentum a little.

More than 100 zhang away, countless sound waves echoed in the vast sky like fairy sounds.

"If you lose the Blood Spirit Dafa, what tricks do you have", Haitang's eyes were quiet, and her expression was extremely peaceful, as if the previous battle was nothing to her.

At this time, the blood spirit urged a blood-colored light to protect his body, he clenched his fists, and said secretly with an unwilling face: "Damn! Sonic weapons are extremely difficult to find, not to mention that they are still top-level treasures, and the Blood Spirit Dafa is controlled everywhere, although I have other means, but the current situation may not be effective."

At the top of Feilong Peak, an acre of Senran blood sea was flooded with thick blood waves, and two thick blood seals condensed out from the sea of blood, and the momentum slapped down.

Dozens of zhang away, Han Shuzi urged a slender wind python to spew out a gray and cold wind, and the gray cold wind was like countless wind swords and frost swords, densely swept out.

"Xuanzhen Sword!", the cuffs of the hundred-mile long wind were raised, and a bright silver light flashed, and in the next second, under the two thick blood marks, a silver-white long sword turned into a heavy white sword light, densely slashing on the blood mark, only to see a few flashes of sword light, and the blood mark was immediately wiped out.

On the other side, between the large array of light waves on the peak of Feilong Peak, a white light wave lit up, resisting the gray and cold wind, and the surface of the light wave was filled with ripples, trembling endlessly, but there was no sign of breaking.

"Spirit weapon! Although it is only a low-grade spirit weapon, its power is indeed extraordinary", the blood robe stared at the silver-white long sword tightly, a trace of jealousy flashed in his pupils, for the power of the spirit weapon, it is not the first time he has comprehended it, so he is very cautious.

The spiritual weapon is the symbol of a truly powerful monk, it adheres to the spirituality of heaven and earth, and once used, it can independently absorb a steady stream of heaven and earth vitality, and exert a huge power that is enough to shake the mountains and rivers, which is far from being comparable to ordinary treasures.

Looking at the vast Northwest Continent, ordinary disciples generally use weapons, and a small number of elite disciples rely on their profound backgrounds to have one or two treasures, but most of them are low-grade treasures.

Most of the Spirit Realm monks are worth a lot of money, and they often use powerful medium-grade or high-grade treasures, as for the top-level treasures, because their value is too expensive, most of them are powerful existences in the Spirit Realm, or only Tianyuan Realm monks can get their hands on them.

As for the spiritual weapon, because the existence is extremely rare, often only a few high-level monks in the three sects and five sects will have it, and the birth of each spiritual weapon is enough to set off a bloody storm in the Northwest Continent, causing many forces to shake, and the Tianyuan Realm monks who have spiritual weapons are regarded as the pillars of the door, which plays a huge deterrent role.

"Blood robe, my Xuanzhen sword is made of high-grade Xuantian stone and a waist bone of the fierce beast of the Tianyuan Realm, supplemented by countless rare ores, and after the forging sect master used the secret method, the sacrifice was born on the ninety-nine eighty-first day, famous on the mainland, and the sound moved Kyushu", the silver-white long sword in his hand was raised high, and the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly changed abruptly, and countless heaven and earth vitality rolled over like ten thousand streams returning to the sect, turning into a huge sword light ten zhang long, exuding an earth-shattering and powerful aura.

"You and I have known each other for thirty or forty years, and I am very familiar with each other's exercises and martial arts, as long as I have this Xuanzhen Sword in my hand, supplemented by the power of the Flying Dragon Peak Formation, even if you join forces with Han Shuzi, what can you do to me."

"Damn! The background of the Tianqian Sect", the blood robe looked terrifyingly gloomy, on the bright side, compared with the three sects, the territory of the five sects is more vast, and the number of disciples is larger, but if it is about the wealth of the sect, it is far from the same.

"Isn't it just a spiritual weapon!I'm not without a hidden sect", Han Shuzi couldn't help but take the words, his eyes looked left and right, as if looking for someone's trace, after half a ring, a trace of doubt flashed on his face, and he muttered secretly: "Calculate the time, Senior Brother Chihuo should have arrived, why hasn't there been a figure so far, could it be that there was an accident on the way?"

As the Xuanzhen Sword wantonly exuded a huge aura, the hundred miles of long wind and the blood robe and others had their own fears, and for a while, the battle in the sky came to a stalemate.

But at this moment, in the void hundreds of zhang away, the vitality of heaven and earth seemed extremely chaotic, and a black sword sword came through the air, and before the person arrived, a lofty and ethereal voice came out: "Han Shuzi! what you are looking for is Chihuozi, if so, I am afraid that you will be disappointed, and his person has just been sent away by me."

"People from the Heavenly Sword Sect!", Han Shuzi frowned, and subconsciously denied it: "Impossible, Senior Brother Chihuo's cultivation is high, and he holds the spiritual weapon of this sect, how can he be defeated so easily."

"What if it's a star?", more than a hundred zhang away, a sword light that seemed to come from the Nine Shadows stayed in the sky, and the sword light was like a deep black vortex, slowly inhaling the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth.

Above the ten-zhang long black sword light, three figures stood in the wind, the first one was richly dressed, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his temperament was elegant.

The two young men behind him were carrying long swords, and their faces were full of stubbornness, but they were two male disciples of the Outer Qi Realm, thinking that the two of them could be personally taken by such a person, they must not be ordinary people.

"Xing Jianzi! It's you", Han Shuzi's face changed greatly when he heard this, and his eyes couldn't help but appear shocked, the name of Xing Jianzi can be called like thunder, and everyone in the high-level monks of the Northwest Continent knows it, and his swordsmanship is superb, as early as twenty years ago, he has been known as the person with the most hope of breaking through the Tianyuan Realm in decades.

"Star Sword!", the blood robe's gaze condensed, and his breath slowly converged, the strength of the person who came was not to be underestimated, there were not many high-level cultivators in the Northwest Continent, who was strong and who was weak, they naturally understood each other.

"Huh!", Han Shuzi's face suddenly moved, and there was an extra transmission note in the palm of his hand, his eyes flickered, and then he moved his lips slightly, and he actually transmitted the sound to the blood robe and others.

"No wonder Senior Brother Chihuo will take the initiative to retreat", the blood robe was taken aback, and then his complexion changed constantly, including two points of unwillingness and three points of fear.

After a few breaths, he suddenly raised his head and said with a smile: "I thought that with the containment of the people of the Secret Gate and the Golden Stone Gate, the Heavenly Sword Sect would inevitably be dragged to death, but I didn't expect that the three sects would join forces to move so fast, and the famous Star Sword would actually come to the rescue of the Flying Dragon Peak in person, even if it was our mistake this time."

"Hmph, that's all for today, but remember, you won't have that much luck next time", the blood robe snorted coldly, and then waved the wide embroidered robe, turning into a blood shadow and shooting towards the distant sky.

"Let's go too", seeing that the blood robes had to retreat, the mad knife and the blood spirit immediately knew that the general trend had gone, and the two of them collected the heavenly exercises, escaped together, and shot away together.

It didn't take long for the two monks in the huge mountain to seem to have received the order to retreat, and they retreated like a tide, but in just half an hour, they disappeared into the huge mountain group.

"Senior Brother Baili, Senior Brother Xingjianzi, just let them go so easily?", Lord Song Feng said after hesitating for a while, he had a rough temperament, and seeing that the disciples of the Tianqian Sect had suffered heavy casualties, he was naturally resentful in his heart.

"Poor Kou Mo chasing, not to mention that Chihuozi is still nearby, we are not sure of victory", Xing Jianzi shook his head, his eyes were extremely deep and staring at a peak more than a hundred miles away, as if there was someone there who valued him.

"That's it!", Lord Song Feng's eyes flashed, and then he nodded.