Mo Wuxian led them to the hiding place of the red-coated cannon.

"Okay, let's do it here, I see that there are few people here, and your energy shouldn't hurt anyone by mistake!"

As soon as his telekinesis swept over the eight Martial Saints guarding the red-clothed cannons, he revealed a wicked smile.

The eight old men were all nervous after their group of ten arrived.

"Dongfang Boda, Dongfang Li, do you have anything else to say?" he looked at the two of them. The two shook their heads together, neither of them had anything to say. As a result, the other Martial Saints immediately dispersed, and they began a formal competition.

Dongfang Boda is just a martial saint who has just been promoted, coincidentally, he is very good at being a man, and he has been cultivated by Dongfang Xiaotian, and some sword skills are naturally guided by Dongfang Xiaotian, so his sword skills are much higher than other martial saints.

Thick as a mountain, it was used in his hands, and there was a subtle change immediately.

That blue light seemed to be covered with water ripples on the giant sword, fighting with the eastern force without falling into the wind.

Dongfang Li didn't think well of Dongfang Boda, but as the battle began, he felt frightened and found that his defense was impeccable, and it was more difficult to break through!

And Dongfang Boda got Dongfang Xiaotian's guidance, that is, this move is as thick as a mountain, that is to say, he is only reflected in defense, as for the attack swordsmanship that is as heavy as Mount Tai, he is not good at it.

The two giant swords rumbled together, and they also seemed to be huge, and bursts of blue light floated out and fell on the stone chamber below, which was as full of holes as tofu.

This is an important place for the Zhantan tribe to hide their artifacts, and naturally no one can be allowed to be presumptuous here.

The eight old men on guard originally wanted to see the excitement, but as their battle spread, they finally couldn't continue to wait and see.

One of the old men was under their building, and at this time, his hidden stone chamber was broken through, and he almost injured him, and immediately became angry, and a long roar flew into the air, and the other seven people also followed, forming a large circle, surrounding the people of the Zixuan Sect.

At the moment of their battle, Mo Wuxian had already fallen into the stone chamber group below, still relying on their fierce battle. And what he planned was that once these two guys fought, no one in the Zixuan Sect would pay attention to his whereabouts, because their eyes were all focused on the two people who were fighting.

He glanced at the eight old men in the sky, pondered for a moment, and then summoned the four and five.

What strength No. 4 is, Mo Wuxian is not sure until now, because he also asked No. 4, and No. 4 is silent. However, according to his estimates, the strength of the fourth will definitely make Emperor Wu flee from the wind.

He quickly gave No. 4 and No. 5 a purple coat and a giant sword, and immediately put them on. He took off the mask again and asked Five to put it on, so that he could do things that no one else could see.

After the guards of the Zhantan tribe appeared, the people of the Zixuan Sect suddenly stopped, and the two sides looked at each other.

Just as the guards of the Zhantan tribe questioned why they were fighting here, a purple figure suddenly appeared out of thin air behind one of the guards of the Zhantan tribe, and the giant sword slashed out, bringing a hula sound. The momentum is overwhelming.

The guards who were attacked by the four were taken aback by the sudden change. As a senior martial saint, the old man knew that danger was coming, and drew his sword to face the giant sword.

The power of the Juque Sword is too powerful, and when it is used in the hands of Number Four, it is naturally even more terrifying. Since the Juque Sword is not a magic sword, there is no black qi flowing and its true body is revealed. With a bang, the old man's sword was cut off, slashed at his shoulder, and fell to the ground, breaking countless stone chambers.

After doing all this, Number Four fell into the countless stone chambers below, and was then reclaimed by Mo Wuxian into the Divine Tomb.

The seven guards were slightly stunned, and then they all drew their swords and stared at the nine Purple Xuan Sect Martial Saints, with a chill in their eyes!

"Kill!"

Seven guards rushed towards the Martial Saints of the Zixuan Sect almost at the same time, and the battle officially began.

After Mo Wuxian summoned the number four and the five, he had already quietly slipped away, leaving only the number four with his mask in place.

He already has a judgment on what is to come.

This sudden change must have made it impossible for the guards of the Zhantan tribe to analyze the suspicious points calmly, and a big war was inevitable.

He opened the bracket, and the floor of a stone chamber separated on both sides, and he entered it without hesitation, and then opened the hanging door of the red-coated cannon's hiding place. Looking at the red-clothed cannon in front of him, Mo Wuxian was excited, and immediately hugged the red-clothed cannon, guided his mind, and sent it back to the divine tomb.

Of course, the stone chamber of the tomb of the gods could not fit such a big thing, so it could only be placed at the foot of the mountain.

Qu Yuan, who was in the midst of cultivation, suddenly heard a loud bang, and was startled, and when he saw the guy in front of him, he showed a look of horror.

Mo Wuxian has a good grasp of Qu Yuan's position, if he doesn't grasp it well, it will be bad if such a big guy falls into it and hits Qu Yuan.

After doing all this, he felt a dizziness in his head.

With such a large red-clothed cannon, it is needless to say how powerful the telekinesis is needed to teleport into the Divine Tomb, if it weren't for the fact that he had the realm telekinesis of the Martial Emperor, maybe, he would not only be stunned now, but maybe he would be unconscious.

From this point, he analyzed the shortcomings of the Divine Tomb, the larger the object entered, the more powerful the telekinesis required.

Resisting the feeling of vertigo, he immediately left the chamber, then closed the floodgates, appeared next to Four, retrieved his belongings, and teleported Four back to the Divine Tomb.

At this time, if there is no mask on his face, his pale face can definitely be seen.

It took him very little time to enter the chamber and steal the red-coated cannon, basically the time it took to open the floodgates, but it was also a minute.

The sky was already in chaos, rumbling endlessly, and all kinds of blues exploded with dazzling brilliance.

He glanced at the sky, and knew that the current Zixuan Sect was in an advantage, because they had two more people, and now with him, it would be three. The guards of the Zhantan tribe were suppressed in the middle, only had the ability to defend, and lost the opportunity to backhand.

He looked into the distance and saw a large number of soldiers pouring in, like a flood rushing into the streets.

He didn't let No. 4 kill the guard, otherwise, in the territory of the Zhantan tribe, it would definitely be extremely miserable, and the army of 100,000, plus some unseen masters, would definitely be able to drown all ten of them.

He found the guard, and found that his shoulders were sunken, and blood was constantly knocking, and the blood foam was mixed with blood clots in his internal organs, and he knew that he was seriously injured!

As a Grandmaster of Healers, Mo Wuxian naturally helped him control his injuries and save his life, but if he wanted to recover as before, he had to cooperate with his treatment.

"Enough!"

Mo Wuxie's cold voice echoed in the sky, and the people of the Zixuan Sect suddenly stopped. And the guards who were surrounded breathed a sigh of relief, and if they continued to fight, they would definitely be killed.

"Boda, there must be a misunderstanding in this, it should be explained! And this elder is not dead, if he is not treated in time, he will really worry about his life! When the elder is injured, it is not too late to investigate who attacked the elder. "Mo Wuxian acts as a good old man, and what he said is also very reasonable.

The seven elders of the Zhantan tribe were naturally happy when they heard that their brother was not dead. I also feel that what Mo Wuxian said makes sense, so I can only endure it for the time being, and wait to save my brother's life to investigate this matter!