readx;? Fang Xiaowu knew that only after he got the Flying Feather Arrow could he explain to the other four members of the Fierce Five, and only after he got the Flying Feather Arrow, their status in the Flying Feather Sect would be unprecedentedly improved in the future, except for the sect master, even if it was an old man, he would not dare to call them around. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

With a flick of his figure, Fang Xiaowu flew out directly from the high slope.

After his feet landed, he unfolded his self-created body method, which was faster than the ordinary "One Feather Shock", and in less than half an hour, he rushed to the place where the flying feather arrow appeared.

The Flying Feather Arrow is a half-meter-long feather arrow with a total of nine feathers at the end of the arrow, symbolizing the power of the nine feathers.

At this moment, this flying feather arrow was inserted into a mound of earth protruding from the ground, revealing a king's domineering spirit.

Whoever gets it is the real king.

Before Fang Xiaowu arrived here, there were already six teams around here, all of them in a trio.

Although Fang Xiaowu didn't know these people, he could feel that the six captains of these six teams were extremely strong, and he was afraid that he might not lose to Sun Hang, and he should be one of the top ten inner disciples.

No one went up to snatch the flying feather arrows, not because they didn't want to, but because they didn't dare.

According to the rules of the Flying Feather Competition, once the Flying Feather Arrow appears, once someone grabs it, everyone else has the right to stop it.

In other words, if Fang Xiaowu went up to grab it now, the other six teams could join forces to stop him without having to resort to wheel warfare.

The six teams were a little surprised to see Fang Xiaowu coming alone, but soon, they focused on the Flying Feather Arrow again.

They didn't care how many people Fang Xiaowu was, in their hearts, the flying feather arrow was the most important thing, if possible, they would even exchange their lives for the flying feather arrow.

Time kept passing, and the deadline was approaching, but still no one dared to make a move.

Fang Xiaowu glanced around, and said in his heart: "I can't wait any longer, according to the regulations of the Flying Feather Competition, when the time comes, whoever gets the Flying Feather Arrow first will win, I am only one person, but there are eighteen people here, my chance is equal to one in nineteen, if I am not careful, I will let others get it, even if I grab it at that time, it will not count." ”

Secretly calculated the hour, and when there was only less than a minute left, he used his self-created body technique with all his might, and with a "whoosh" sound, he made the first move, and before the others could react, he took the flying feather arrow in his hand.

However, in doing so, he was committing public outrage.

The six captains of the six teams, in fact, were the masters of the top ten inner disciples of the Flying Feather Sect, and they shouted in unison, performing the technique of "One Feather Shocking", and pounced on Fang Xiaowu together, actually to join forces to deal with Fang Xiaowu.

And the others also shot in the next moment, and the target was also Fang Xiaowu.

Fang Xiaowu had expected such a scene before he made a move, and in his opinion, as long as he survived less than a minute, the Flying Feather Arrow would be his.

Therefore, as soon as he got the flying feather arrow, the wooden sword turned around and conjured up a series of sword shadows, which was one of the nine swords in the hundred, called "Eight Desolations".

His move was full of the Yuan Force of his whole body, and 30 million of his strength burst out, which immediately produced a quite shocking effect.

The six captains saw that Fang Xiaowu's sword was extremely powerful, and it was not something they could compete with at all, so they hurriedly flew away to avoid it.

After the "boom", the six captains were not affected because they avoided it in time, but the others were not so lucky.

Half of the people were hit by the sword force and spat blood, and flew out upside down, not to mention making a move, they couldn't even climb up.

The other half barely stood up, but if they wanted to make a move, they first had to weigh their current situation.

For a moment, Fang Xiaowu felt as if he had been emptied, but then, his Yuan Power came back, but there was no way to send out 30 million yuan of force, and at most he could send out more than 10 million yuan.

This made him realize a problem, that is, cultivation and Yuan Li should match.

Although he can send out a force equivalent to 30 million yuan in the late stage of the peak realm, which is extremely powerful, but because his cultivation can't keep up, it is impossible to use it all the time, and even after using it with all his strength once, it will begin to shrink, and if this kind of thing does not happen in the future, he must vigorously improve his cultivation, at least he can't let the difference between cultivation and Yuan Li be a whole big realm.

Before that, his cultivation was not very high, so this restriction effect was not very obvious, but as his cultivation became higher and higher, once there was still a large gap between Yuan Li and cultivation, it might become more and more dangerous.

"Join forces to attack him!"

I don't know which captain spoke, the six captains drew their swords out of the sheath, and all of them performed the technique of "Ten Feathers Turning Butterflies", with their best swordsmanship, the sword light filled the surroundings, and the others couldn't intervene at all, they were forced to retreat, and the sword qi swept in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, Fang Xiaowu was in trouble.

"Kill the Eight Desolations!" Fang Xiaowu roared.

Unlike the first time, this time the strength is much less than before, but in terms of swordsmanship, it is a little more subtle than the first time.

The six captains suddenly felt that a certain acupuncture point on their body was bitten like a mosquito, and they thought that they had been hit by a sword, so they hurriedly flew out upside down.

But after they flew out, they realized that they were just lightly tapped by Fang Xiaowu with the tip of the wooden sword, and with their cultivation, they didn't have to worry about being injured at all, it was a complete false alarm.

Rao is like this, they are also shocked by Fang Xiaowu's swordsmanship, if Fang Xiaowu's cultivation is higher, the result is not like this, but they fall directly.

On the other side, although Fang Xiaowu scared off the six captains with the magic of the Nine Swords, but because the strength of this sword was much worse than the previous sword, there was no way to compete with the six captains, and he felt that his body shook six times in an instant, although he was not hit by the sword, he was hit by the six sword qi emitted by the six captains, and blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

"This boy can't support it anymore, and if he blows him again, he will definitely fall. A captain shouted.

In an instant, the six captains even rushed out with swords, but when they pounced, the six of them had one more mind, that is, while knocking down Fang Xiaowu, they had to snatch the flying feather arrow.

At this moment, Fang Xiaowu suddenly did something that no one expected.

I saw that he quickly thrust the wooden sword into the ground in front of him, the flying feather arrow bit in his mouth, and with a slap of both hands, the two palms became red, which was one of the Fang family's peerless masters, the Huoyang Palm.

Between the lightning and the fire, a light red light suddenly gushed out from Fang Xiaowu's body, like a flame and like the sun.

At the same time, the "Sumeru Bead" hidden in Fang Xiaowu's lower abdomen jumped slightly, as if releasing a power, and this power originally came from Tianyang Flash, that is, the power of Tianyang, which suddenly increased the power of the Huoyang Palm several times.

Rumble!

As soon as the six captains pounced on Fang Xiaowu, they were immediately shocked out by a fire and yang power, and they also felt that their skin was quite hot, as if they were swept by flames, and they were all so shocked that no one dared to move.

When they realized that the time was coming, the six swords came out together, and they would knock down Fang Xiaowu in everything.

Suddenly, a boom was heard, and a person flashed in mid-air, stepping on a flying sword under his feet, just with a wave of his long sleeves, an invisible force that was so strong that the land of a hundred miles would tremble for it, completely controlling it within a thousand meters, and the tips of the six swords were only half an inch away from Fang Xiaowu's body.

"It's time, stop it. ”

That person is an old man with a small white beard on his chin, with a simple appearance, his eyes are full of divine light, he is clearly a master of the divine realm, and his cultivation has reached the peak, and it is by no means comparable to the early, middle, and late stages.

The six captains fell short, and they all sighed, withdrew their swords, bowed to the old man in mid-air, and shouted in unison: "Disciple to meet Deputy Sect Master Yan." ”

Fang Xiaowu's mouth opened, and the flying feather arrow almost fell, but he grabbed it with his hand in time, bowed down and shouted, "Deputy Sect Master Yan." ”

After that, it's everyone else.

The old man's name was Yan Jun, and he was one of the five deputy sect masters of the Flying Feather Sect, and the Flying Feather Arrow was arranged by him himself.

I saw him glance at Fang Xiaowu and asked, "You are Fang Xiaowu, right?"

"The disciple is exactly. ”

"You're so daring. ”

Hearing this, Fang Xiaowu's heart sank, and he thought that he had already known about killing Yuan Qingfeng, and he wanted to punish himself.

But he heard Yan Jun continue: "You dare to use your own body to resist the six inferior high-quality blades, do you know that once the six swords stab you, you will be seriously injured if you don't die? ”

"So he said I was taking a risk. Fang Xiaowu thought in his heart, and said with a smile in his mouth: "The disciple knows that your old man will appear in time, so he doesn't worry about himself." ”

There is a suspicion of sycophancy, but it is just right.

Yan Jun listened to this, and smiled unconsciously: "You have already heard about the name of this baby, and after seeing it today, it is really clever, but I want to ask you, what about your teammates? How are they? Don't you think it's too much for you to leave them here?"

Yan Jun said this because he thought that Fang Xiaowu wanted to be in the limelight and left his teammates here to snatch the flying feather arrow.

In addition to strength, the flying feather competition also talks about team spirit.

Fang Xiaowu really wanted to do this, even if he finally got the Flying Feather Arrow, he felt that Fang Xiaowu's approach was incorrect.

As soon as Fang Xiaowu heard Yan Jun mention his teammates, he hurriedly said: "Deputy Sect Master Yan, all of my teammates have been seriously injured, one of them is the most serious, almost dead, please ...... you."

"Who is it?"

"Han Su'er. ”

"It's her! Take me there, if she dies, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

After Yan Jun finished speaking, his body was lowered, and he stepped on the flying sword and came to Fang Xiaowu's side, directly bringing Fang Xiaowu up.

Generally speaking, even a martial god in the early stage of the god realm would not dare to easily take someone to fly when Edgeworth was flying.

Yan Jun can bring people if he wants to, and from the other side, it is enough to show that this old cultivation is profound, and the flying of the sword has reached an extremely high level, and he can fly with people casually. What about your teammates? How are they? Don't you think it's too much to leave them here?"

Yan Jun said this because he thought that Fang Xiaowu wanted to be in the limelight and left his teammates here to snatch the flying feather arrow.

In addition to strength, the flying feather competition also talks about team spirit.

Fang Xiaowu really wanted to do this, even if he finally got the Flying Feather Arrow, he felt that Fang Xiaowu's approach was incorrect.

As soon as Fang Xiaowu heard Yan Jun mention his teammates, he hurriedly said: "Deputy Sect Master Yan, all of my teammates have been seriously injured, one of them is the most serious, almost dead, please ...... you."

"Who is it?"

"Han Su'er. ”

"It's her! Take me there, if she dies, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

After Yan Jun finished speaking, his body was lowered, and he stepped on the flying sword and came to Fang Xiaowu's side, directly bringing Fang Xiaowu up.

Generally speaking, even a martial god in the early stage of the god realm would not dare to easily take someone to fly when Edgeworth was flying.

Yan Jun can bring people if he wants to, and from the other side, it is enough to show that this old cultivation is profound, and the flying of the sword has reached an extremely high level, and he can fly with people casually.