1309. The Cold Front Pavilion and the Mystic Forces

Rise!

The gray-robed man made a surprise move.

He knew that Yang Mucheng's fast sword was very terrifying, so the moment he retreated, he immediately attacked.

Whoa!

The three feather arrows were arranged in a peculiar position, like a triangle, in no particular order, and the hole was already shot in front of Yang Mucheng. These three feather arrows, at first glance, seem to be shot at the same time, in no particular order, but they are slightly wrong with each other, locking the position of Yang Mucheng's attack in a wonderful attitude.

"Humph!"

Yang Mucheng slashed with his Shen Yuan sword, and in an instant, one sword turned into three lights, and each sword light quickly rushed towards an arrow. Only three explosions were heard, and the arrow was torn apart with a bang.

"Leng Feng Pavilion?" Yang Mucheng heard the words of the gray-robed man, and his eyes suddenly calmed. "I don't care how powerful your young master is, but he shouldn't come over to provoke me. Not only can't you escape, but he can't escape death!"

"Really?"

The gray-robed man smiled coldly.

His eyes sank, and he pulled up the bowstring in his hand. Hearing only a shocking eagle roar, the bird-wing longbow in his hand seemed to come to life, especially the position where the mouth of the shot was like a phoenix's mouth, which was more like an ice phoenix devouring the aura of heaven and earth. Between heaven and earth, the billowing aura surged out, and on the bowstring of the gray-robed man, a cold feather arrow was formed.

"Collapse!"

Then. The moment the feather arrow was formed, the gray-robed man suddenly let go, and the terrifying sharp arrow was already shooting towards Yang Mucheng's hole!

'Boy, if you can force me to use this arrow, even if you die, it will be enough to blind!'

'It is worthy of being the Tianjiao chosen by the Divine Sect, and the half-step Nirvana Realm has such strength. โ€™

'But even if you're a celestial pride, so what?, you'll have to die under my arrow!'

The gray-robed man was confident.

His arrow is to gather the internal strength of the whole body, although the consumption is very large, but the power is fierce. He was confident that this blow would definitely be able to completely kill Yang Mucheng!

"Leng Feng Pavilion?"

"I remember the name!"

"In the future, I will be a nightmare for your Leng Feng Pavilion!"

Look at the sharp arrows that swooped down like lightning.

Yang Mucheng narrowed his eyes.

Boom!

In the next moment, a sword sound of unsheathed and sheathed resounded at the same time. The gray-robed man only saw a flash of sword light, which had reached the extreme, and it shattered the lightning-like ice arrow.

"What?"

The gray-robed man was horrified.

However.

The brilliant sword light, after shattering the ice arrow, still hit with unabated momentum.

Poofโ€”

With the splash of blood, a large head soared. The gray-robed man's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that he had actually died at the hands of a young man who had only half a step of Nirvana cultivation.

But Yang Mucheng put away his sword in a dashing manner, as easily as crushing an ant.

At the beginning of the extermination of the mid-stage Heavenly Demon Snake, he and An Shaoqing joined forces and almost used all their strength. Now that Yang Mucheng's strength is no longer what it used to be, how can he still be helpless against such a mid-stage martial artist?

"Leng Feng Pavilion, if you want revenge, just come. Yang Mucheng glanced coldly at the corpse of the gray-robed man. "But I'll give you a taste of what it means to off me. โ€

Releasing the Cold Eagle Beast, Yang Mucheng prepared to leave the Ten Thousand Beasts Star.

As soon as he took two steps, he remembered something again and groped around the bodies of the four of them.

However, there is nothing valuable on these people, even the previous birdwing longbow, which is just an ordinary earth-level best weapon, and the most valuable thing is only the flying magic weapon used by the other party before.

"These people obviously don't have a high status and don't have any good things. โ€

"I don't know how An Shaoqing is doing?"

Yang Mucheng's heart was secretly moved, leaving behind a corpse, and driving the Cold Eagle Beast to fly away from the Ten Thousand Beasts Star.

A few more hours passed.

With a burst of eagle crying, Yang Mucheng returned to the place where he had been ambushed before, but he didn't see An Shaoqing come back.

"With An Shao's strength, he may not be the opponent of those people. Perhaps, he has already left first! The things of chance between me and An Shaoqing all point to the same position, and if I have been following the east, we will inevitably converge together at that time. โ€

Yang Mucheng waited for a while, but no one came, and after leaving a mark on the spot, he left in a huff.

All the way.

Without An Shaoqing, Yang Mucheng could only shout out of the Moment Order. Although Axiannu has been trapped in the ancient tomb for tens of thousands of years, she has always known a little more about this starry sky than Yang Mucheng, and she can give him some advice. For now, Yang Mucheng's only choice is to follow the position pointed by the star map and keep heading towards the east.

"Flying golems are not infinitely usable, they must be replaced after a certain period of time, and if they run out, they will become invalid. If you happen to land on a commercial star, you may be able to buy a few spirit stones and start anew. If it's a barren star, that's bad!"

Axianu thought about it and gave a very vivid example:

"It's like an island in the middle of the ocean, but if you wait for a while, you might be able to see a cruise ship. If you fall on those uninhabited stars, I'm afraid you will be trapped for the rest of your life!"

"I see!"

Yang Mucheng nodded.

"A low-grade spirit stone can make a flying golem fly for seven days, and I still have a month's worth now. It should be able to support me to fly to the next business star!"

After thinking about it secretly, Yang Mucheng nodded secretly.

"Hide!"

That's when it happened.

Ashenu's face suddenly changed, and he lost his voice and shouted.

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows, he knew that Ah Xiannu would not make any jokes casually, and immediately without the slightest hesitation, he quickly harnessed the Cold Eagle Beast and quickly hid behind a huge floating meteorite. Just as he was hiding, he saw a huge number of flying golems speeding across the starry sky.

"That's?"

Yang Mucheng narrowed his eyes.

Though.

Yang Mucheng didn't know what the origin of this group of people was, but the huge flying puppets were hanging the banner of an unknown force. On each flying puppet, there are dozens of terrifying people with hideous faces, and they are all in full armor!

The cultivation of these people is uneven, the lowest is only Yuanying, and the highest even surpasses Nirvana, even Yang Mucheng can't see through it. But looking at these people menacing and castrating, it is obviously not a friendly force.

"Finally gone!"

It wasn't until the flying team completely disappeared from view that Ashnu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

When she looked back, she saw Yang Mucheng's puzzled gaze.

(End of chapter)