Aggressive!

More than 30 arrows swept over the rolling body of the human monkey with a rapid air current, and the arrows that were just three feet long easily penetrated the trunk of the tree where the two were hugging, punching holes one after another, and finally submerged into the trunk of another tree.

"Damn it!"

"Storm!"

Cursing and shouting, Wen Chuanting jumped up, his body spun, and went straight to the Taitianmen disciple who was about to shoot with a bow.

Before the person arrives, the sword qi goes first, at this moment, where is there room for hiding, don't dare to launch a big move, don't dare to trigger energy fluctuations, that is a situation that can be solved silently, now, where to run? There is a long-range attack weapon behind you, if you don't solve it first, how dare you rest assured that your back will be exposed!

Leave it to the enemy as a target? Wen Chuanting has no tendency to be abused, and he doesn't want to be shot by arrows and die.

Struggle is the only way!

The Huanghuang sword qi went first, rolling the wind and clouds, forming a tornado, and in the whining wind, interspersed with silver-white sword light.

When the arrow shot met the sword qi tornado, it instantly deviated from its direction and was caught in it, and with a click, it turned into a pile of debris. In the face of the rolling dragon scroll, the disciples of the Taitianmen howled in anger and horror, and they all dropped the longbow in their hands and drew the sword at their waists.

More agile and nimble, he hurriedly walked around with his steps, wanting to dodge the sword qi tornado.

When manpower is poor, in the face of the fast-moving tornado, ask Chuanting ten percent of the power of the wave, how can they easily dodge.

Outside of Zhangxu, after the tornado, Wen Chuanting swayed wantonly, and one after another thick sword qi burst out from the long sword, joining the tornado, and constantly increasing the momentum of the tornado.

The trunk of the tree hugged by one person could not withstand the destruction, and the sword qi was dispersed, turning into a pile of sawdust, and the trunk of the tree hugged by the two people was cut and turned into foam, and the giant tree that was hugged by three or four people was uprooted and rolled into the air.

The wind swept the dark clouds, the sword qi drove the cold, and the Taitianmen disciples were encircled in it with a whistling sound, and the hands and feet, chest, and face, one after another bloody mouths appeared strangely, and the scattered clothes and long hair were turned into crumbs in the sword qi.

They shouted and roared, and their swords danced, unable to stop the all-pervasive sword aura like air.

The whistling rolled and shouted wildly, faintly spreading. Wen Chuanting's narrowed eyes were cold, and he used force in his hand, wielding more than a dozen sword qi.

"Let's go!"

Turning around indifferently, not looking at the result of the sword qi storm, with a slight wave of his hand, the haggard-looking monkey cautiously turned out from behind the trunk. Wen Chuanting grabbed the sebum on the monkey's neck, carefully inspected the ground under his feet, and with a light touch on his toes, he had already glided with the monkey for a long distance.

The way to survive was ahead, as could be seen from the direction of the pursuers, and in order to prevent them from escaping, the bows and arrows that were not commonly used were already used.

"In the end, before we escape, they're going even crazier!"

Here, Wen Chuanting had just left, and the rolling storm had not completely dissipated, and a strong man with a height of eight feet and knotted muscles appeared, his bronzed skin shining in the sun, and his sharp gaze with a bright brilliance, he glanced lightly at the storm of sword qi that still remained.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

The sound was like thunder, the trees trembled, and the storm of sword qi that was about to dissipate had a tendency to disintegrate under the devastation of this sound.

The footsteps stepped heavily on the earth, making a roar of stamping, like thousands of horses galloping. The strong man ignored the storm of sword qi and passed straight through it, and the sword qi hidden in the storm cut into the strong man's bronze skin, leaving only white marks.

With a twitching nose, the strong man grinned, "Little cub, I smell you! and the smell of monkey urine!"

Laughing, the strong man stepped forward, and chased straight down the direction of Wen Chuanting's departure.

Rumble!

The sword qi burst out, the earth was filled, and the magnificent sword qi burst out from the ground, bursting under the feet of the strong man, faintly with a pink sword light appeared, surrounding the strong man, and there was a storm of sword qi outside, the invisible sword qi shuttled uncertainly, the thunder flashed, and there was a gray sword qi mixed in it, leaving a trail afterimage.

This is a backup means left by Wen Chuanting, in order to stop the enemy and buy time to escape.

"Damn bitch!"

The moment the sword qi erupted, a layer of faint golden yellow light flashed from the strong man's body, blocking the pink sword qi, but it couldn't stop the thunderous killing power of the invisible sword qi.

Blood lines appeared strangely on the strong man's body, and a gray sword qi followed closely behind, leaving wisps of strange aura, with a fierce, destructive aura.

The blood line spread, and one wound after another revealed hideous faces, and the blood red dissipated, gray and dark, as if infected by dead air.

The wound was spreading, the gray range was increasing, and drops of dark black liquid were dripping from the wound and dissipating in the storm of sword qi.

The strong man's eyes were blurred, and the palm of the quickly inciting pu fan was stiff and slow, and more invisible sword qi penetrated through the gap between the palms and slammed on the face covered by the strong man's palms.

"Whew!"

The inhuman roar came out of the strong man's mouth, and the surging momentum that crushed everything exploded, and the faint golden light on his body was dazzling, blocking all the sword qi that swooped down.

Under the huge momentum, the sword qi of the besieging strong man was like a group of clowns who could not see the light, and after a brief stagnation in the air, they fell one after another like real things, plowing the earth into ravines one after another.

His mouth was open, and he gasped for air. The strong man's face was pale, large pieces of sweat dripped from his face, and his hairy chest was dripping with water, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"Damn Cheng Yu, damn cub!" the strong man cursed softly, roaring like thunder in the empty mountains and forests, "Knowing that the little cub is so difficult, Lao Tzu won't take this job!"

Wiping a handful of sweat, the strong man's bent waist straightened up, "Lao Tzu didn't die in the little cub's sword qi, then it's time for Lao Tzu to exert his might! Hmph!"

Two thick air currents drilled out of the strong man's nostrils, penetrating the air and making a slight popping sound.

Thighs moved, footsteps sounded, "Well, no!"

The strong man stopped, and the palm of Pu Fan scratched his head twice, "The little cub is not very old, it is absolutely impossible to learn any advanced swordsmanship!"

pondered carefully, "In this sword technique, there is the smell of the group of madmen in the Sword Pavilion. ”

Pu Fan's big hand slapped on the skull, "It must be, there are people behind the little cub, and there are people from the Sword Pavilion to guard it, otherwise how dare the little cub wander alone in this jungle infested by demon beasts, even Lao Tzu, and only dare to wander in an area where there are no demon beasts in the Venerable Realm." ”

"Damn sissy, I'm miserable! There's that group of crazy people, I can't do it!"

The strong man's head shook, and his eyes kept turning, "Don't do it, don't do it, Lao Tzu has no tendency to be masochistic, but I don't want to be beaten by a group of sword maniacs!"

The strong man patted his brain, turned around and was about to walk back, two steps later, he turned around in another direction, "Go back directly, I was seen by that sissy, I can't explain, I can't say that Lao Tzu is afraid!"

"Hmph, who said that Lao Tzu was scared, but he didn't want to meet the sword maniacs!"

"Not far ahead, I will enter the Terran area, Lao Tzu will take a detour, and the province will meet that group of madmen!"