Slowly raised the black longbow in his hand, the longbow was covered with fine lines, and as the vitality of the Sky Birch was injected into the bow body, the bow body sounded with bright light. At this time, his eyes were filled with a light sharper than the blade, his black hair flew up, and the momentum of the whole person was terrifying to the extreme.

The icy whirlwind spread above the bow, and he slowly pulled the bowstring, and the energy in the air began to surge, and a black arrow quickly condensed.

As his palm let go, he heard a whoosh, and a black light mixed with a cold air current, shot towards the clouds like electricity.

The black arrows were flying like dragons and snakes, and the sound of dragon groans came from the arrows, which soared into the entire sky.

Black arrows pierced the space, clouds shattered, winds howled, and the Flying Condor let out a terrified eagle chirp.

When the cold air rushed towards the flying condor, it felt a terrible panic and flapped its wings violently.

Xue Qingyang looked indifferently at the black arrows that were shot, the light on the Seven Immortal Bows flowed, and he pulled the bowstring violently, and with a sonorous sound, an arm-thick arrow shot over like lightning.

Bang!

The arrow shot at the arrow, bursting out with a crisp muffled sound, gushing out a stream of air, and both arrows exploded at the same time.

Crystal fragments were flying, and the flying eagle that survived the catastrophe let out a frightened chirp and burrowed into the clouds in anger.

"That's a fast run. In the eyes of the skyscraper like paint, a faint coldness gushed out, and he smiled faintly.

"The stars are a hundred feet high, and the building locks the heavens. The vitality around Xiao Zun's body frantically converged, and the air fluctuated violently. I saw that among the rolling stars, a tower of stars appeared out of thin air. Exudes a terrifying aura.

The Tower of Stars slowly stretched to the size of a zhang, carrying a majestic majesty. Rumbling down the top of the forest road.

The star-like light tore through the air, and the space above Lin Dao's head began to distort, and his eyes were filled with surging battle intent: "The edge is infinite." ”

As his words fell, a supreme edge erupted from the berserk spear, as if no one could resist the tip of his spear.

Looking at the rumbling down Star Tower, his wrist shook slightly, and the spear spun up like a long dragon, stabbing at the Star Tower.

As the spear shot above the Tower of Stars, everyone's eyes shrank. A hideous crack appeared above the space, slowly extending!

When the crack extended and opened, Lin Dao and Xiao Zun's bodies shook violently, and a mouthful of blood arrows spurted out of their mouths.

"Crush me!" Lin Dao's eyes shot a hideous light, and all the vitality in his wrist poured into the berserker spear, and the cold cyclone above the tip of the berserker spear surged, bursting out with a dazzling halo and tearing through the tower of stars.

The Tower of Stars was torn to pieces, and Xiao Zun retreated under the strong wind. Wisps of blood spilled from the corners of his lips.

"Hahaha. Lin Dao's smug laughter came out, and his body passed through the sweeping wind like a ghost, and the berserk spear in his hand stabbed at the top of Xiao Zun's head like electricity.

The icy air currents were about to tear Xiao Zun's cheeks apart. The palm of the hand was grabbed like lightning, and the rolling vitality was intertwined into a hand of stars, the hand of the stars that was extremely bright. Caught on top of the spear that came at him.

"I can't help myself!" Lin Dao's wrist shook, and the spear pierced through the hand of the stars! Swirling towards Xiao Zun's throat.

Looking at the tip of the gun, Xiao Zun's feet were on the ground. He fell backwards like lightning, dodging Lin Dao's attack, and with his foot on the ground, he shot lightning out of the valley.

"Xiao Zun dog, do you think you can escape?" Lin Dao's body flashed, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye, and quickly chased after him.

After Xue Qingyang and Xing Wuya left, those dead soldiers wrapped the Xin Qi Festival! Fortunately, he had the Xuantie Combat Technique to protect him, otherwise he was afraid that he would have been penetrated through many transparent holes.

He is not afraid of these dead soldiers, but what he is afraid of is that he will be faceless, and suddenly kill him among the dead soldiers, forcing him to be extremely embarrassed.

With two snorts, the Qiankun Yin Yang Sword pierced through the throat of the dead man, and between the palms of his hands, the two heads flew up! The demonic blood flowers bloomed in the air, rolled out along the ground, and landed at the feet of Xin Qijie.

The two dead men shot at Xin Qijie again, and Xin Qijie kicked it out, and the two heads flew up like balls and shot in the faces of the two dead soldiers. The cheeks of the two dead men sunken down, let out a low roar, and they didn't feel the slightest pain, and they desperately killed Xin Qijie.

Xin Qijie just wanted to kill a bloody path at this time, and under his command, the Qiankun Yin Yang Sword roared like lightning, cutting off seven or eight spears, and the blood swept like a blood wave, spilling all over the valley.

Suddenly, a cold energy swept from behind him! Feeling the cold energy swept behind him, Xin Qijie commanded the Qiankun Yin Yang Sword to shoot behind him.

A crisp sound of clicking sounded, and I saw the Yin Yang Sword and an antique sword colliding together, bursting out with a trace of sparks.

It was none other than the genius of the Shenling Demon Palace, Mo Tianhua! When he saw that he couldn't kill Xin Qijie, he sneered: "Good boy, good ability, you must die today." ”

A cold cyclone swirled around the black spear like a snake, shooting from all directions.

These dead soldiers are not afraid of death, and they are extremely difficult, so that Xin Qijie is red-eyed.

His Qiankun Yin and Yang Sword intertwined into a huge Bagua Array, and he pushed it out directly, and suddenly a crisp sound sounded, and the spear in the hand of the dead man broke open, and was shocked by the Bagua Pattern and flew out.

"Tianhua Dashao, with your strength, it is not a problem to kill Xin Qijie. Zhan Wuyan smiled coldly.

The surrounding sects saw that Xin Qijie was covered in blood, as if he was a god of war, and his momentum was extraordinarily fierce, and they all knew that Xingxuanzong was only afraid of rising!

Cutting off the heads of the two dead soldiers, Xin Qijie shouted with red eyes: "Zhan Wuyan, come on, keep engaging in sneak attacks, do you think you can kill me?"

"The Demon Hand of the Six Alloys. Zhan Wuyan's hands were knotted with strange handprints, and the space rolled violently. Streams of vitality roared out of the space, intertwined into a golden Buddha's hand.

This golden Buddha's hand is different from the previous Buddha's hand! Contains a silky black liquid, and the air is underneath these black liquids. Wisps of smoke came out, and you can imagine how strong the evil aura contained in it was.

"Go ahead. Zhan Wuyan's robe sleeves waved, and the golden Buddha's hand turned into a golden storm, wrapping the Xinqijie, and when it was wrapped, it turned into a golden Buddha's hand, and grasped the Xinqijie in his hand.

Xin Qijie was grabbed in his hand, and a trace of golden light appeared in his eyes, and the vitality of the golden fighting soul in his body was activated, and the vitality rotated between his hands. It is intertwined into a golden wheel of light.

Reaching out and throwing out the golden light wheel, two palm-sized golden light wheels spun by, tearing the golden Buddha's hand into two.

The golden Buddha's hand exploded, and the spears of four or five dead soldiers shot over, and he threw out the golden light wheel, and the golden light poured out, and the light wheel cheek tore four or five dead soldiers in half from the middle.

Blood stained Xin Qijie's robe, and his blood-red eyes stared at the genius Ferris of the Shenling Demon Palace who shot at him.

Above the antique colorful sword of the skyscraper. Layers of colorful sword qi poured out, enveloping the Xin Qi Festival like a cage.

"I'll just take a look at you, the genius of the Shenling Demon Palace, how many catties and taels you have. "Shrouded in layers of sword qi, Xin Qijie's whole body was cold. All the vitality in the body poured into the Qiankun One Qi Yin and Yang Sword, and suddenly the brilliant Yin and Yang Qi were intertwined into a dazzling gossip array.

Layers of colorful sword qi. In the gossip, it was torn into smithereens little by little, and the cold air flow that spread out. Tear the ground apart.

Motianhua's face was a little pale, and the bitterness was too strong. Even he was only slightly afraid of it! Just when Xin Qijie was about to urge the Qiankun Yin Yang Sword to sweep towards the Sky Birch! Who knew that a terrifying air flow surged behind him, and with a bang, it hit his back and shook his body forward and rushed far away.

If it weren't for the fact that he had the Xuantie combat technique, he was afraid that he would have been pierced by this air current! Angrily, he swept out the Yin Yang Sword behind him, and the cold tip of the sword slashed along the man's throat, a string of brilliant blood sprayed out, and a head fell to the ground.

It was none other than someone else who sneaked up on Xin Qijie, it was an elder of the Berserk War Sect, and his strength was around the middle stage of the Small Creation Realm.

"Today, no matter what, you can't escape, the old man catches you, and he will definitely cut you with a thousand knives. Zhan Wuyan saw an elder being killed, and roared with blood-red eyes.

Bright red blood stained Xin Qijie's robe, and the soaked robe emitted a strong smell of blood, which smelled extremely uncomfortable.

At this time, his mind was ethereal, and he slowly completed the handprints that had not been completed in the back mountain that day.

When his handprint was formed, the Qiankun Yin and Yang Sword spun in mid-air, intertwining into a huge Bagua Array.

The Bagua Array is divided into eight areas, flashing with eight different brilliances, among which there are: wind, rain, thunder and lightning, Qiankun Vibration, and eight two-color seal characters.

As he urged the formation, the eight-colored brilliance above the eight array diagram became more and more brilliant, and suddenly slowly spread out.

When those dead soldiers and disciples of the Berserk War Sect were shrouded, the eight-colored sword qi pierced down, instantly piercing them into blood foam.

"Qiankun Eight Array Diagram. "The sound of Xinqi Festival resounded throughout the heaven and earth, and the momentum was extraordinarily magnificent.

The people around them were shocked to the extreme when they saw those dead soldiers and Berserk War Sect disciples, under the sword qi, as if they were made of earth.

Xin Qijie forcibly killed a bloody path and swept away the valley.

"Son of a bitch, where are you going to run? Just as Xin Qi Festival shot towards the outside of the valley, the voice of the Heavenly Halberd Gate Master sounded, and a terrifying momentum surged towards Xin Qi Festival.

Rumble!

Bombarded on top of Xin Qi Jie's Xuantie Battle Technique, Xin Qi Festival rolled out along the ground, and unleashed the Qiankun Eight Array Diagram.

The Qiankun Eight Array Diagram wrapped the Heavenly Halberd Gate Lord, the Heavenly Halberd Gate Lord's eyes shrank wildly, his fist smashed out, and with a bang, the Qiankun Eight Array Diagram exploded open, and the blood in the mouth of the Heavenly Halberd Gate Master surged, and his body flew up uncontrollably, and blood sprayed everywhere.

If it weren't for Xin Qijie's lack of time to urge the formation, with his strength, it would obviously be impossible to break the formation.

"Use all the flying demonic beasts in the sect to pursue Xin Qijie, be sure to find him, this person is really terrifying. Zhan Wuyan ignored the Heavenly Halberd Gate Master who flew out miserably, and chased after Xin Qijie like a ghost.

The Xinqi Festival swept out of the valley, through a forest, to a rushing waterfall, and into the waterfall that danced like a silver dragon.

"Count you kid running fast. Zhan Wuyan stomped his feet and chased along the road.

Above the desolate road, a figure covered in blood was running fast.

"Xin Qijie is there, don't let him escape into the mountains in front of him, otherwise it will be difficult to go. "The person sitting on top of the flying demon beast circled towards the Xin Qi Festival.

Xin Qijie had naturally sensed the flying demon beast above his head, and the blood stains on the corners of his lips had dried up, increasing his speed to the extreme!

He burrowed into the mountains, which were full of woods and rocks, and the enemy could not find him in a short time. (To be continued.) )