From the ancient stone forest to the boulder hall, there are more than ten miles of mountain roads.

When Zhao Peng rode the Flame Flying Horse, he stepped into the mountain and flew like lightning, but he still didn't dare to run to the White Tiger Dojo before the meteorite feather arrow landed.

Zhao Peng had no choice but to rush to the door of the boulder hall, cast the ancient martial arts cold ice palm, and pushed Zhao Yan who was sitting on the white stone futon in the crater away with one palm, and then used the magic of controlling the Zhao family's white stone futon when he was chasing Hei Yan's eighteen horses, and controlled the white stone futon and blocked it overhead.

This night, Zhao Yan sat on the white stone futon as usual, and had already entered a half-asleep state, and suddenly was pushed up by Zhao Peng with a cold ice palm, and landed on an ordinary futon in the hall, the old patriarch immediately woke up, and before he had time to ask more, let alone figure out what the situation was, he saw a huge feather arrow as red as blood, which fell from the sky like lightning and fell on top of Zhao Peng's head.

The feather arrow is more than ten zhang long, totaling more than thirty meters, like a huge siege cone, carrying the power of collapsing mountains and splitting the ground, as if it is about to hammer Zhao Peng into the depths of thousands of miles underground.

Rumble!

The white stone futon was blocked in front of the feather arrow, while Zhao Peng's palm was supported behind the white stone futon.

The moment the feather arrow came into contact with the white stone futon, the cold air around Zhao Peng's body surged up, and manifested into a layer of severe ice several feet thick on Zhao Peng's body, like a layer of incomparably strong armor, protecting Zhao Peng's whole body.

Another billowing cold air rushed out from under Zhao Peng's feet, freezing the ground around him, and in the blink of an eye, it gathered into a layer of ice that was as smooth as a mirror.

"Zhao Peng......"

Zhao Yan only had time to shout, and Zhao Peng slid rapidly towards the distance along the ice surface where the cold air appeared under his feet.

When Zhao Yan chased him out to see, he only heard the clicking sound of the ice shattering in his ears, and he only saw that Zhao Peng had smashed the railing from the edge of the flat in front of the boulder hall, slipped out, and was pushed by the blood-colored feather arrow and flew out diagonally, falling into an arc in the air.

Fortunately, the Zhao family's white stone futon already has the function of manned flight.

Zhao Peng then held the white stone futon above his head and used it as a shield to resist the blood-colored arrows, but after all, he used the ice seed lotus seed to condense a thick layer of frost, and his entire arm was stuck with the white stone futon, so he did not fall off the white stone futon.

The main effect of the white stone futon is not to fight fiercely with people, but to manipulate the many formations in the crater under the boulder hall. Now Zhao Peng forcibly uses the white stone futon as a shield, and he is completely relying on the extraordinary texture of this white stone futon, but in terms of power, it is not comparable to the bright red and blood-like feather arrows on his head. Therefore, Zhao Peng could only watch as the blood-colored feather arrows pressed down inch by inch, pressing him with a futon and towards the ground.

As a result, the people of the Zhao family saw a white and a red light, falling from the sky and slowly falling.

When Zhao Wuji just rode the white war tiger to the boulder hall, he saw this scene in the air from a distance, and immediately thought about riding the tiger down the mountain and ran to the place where Zhao Peng landed to pick up Zhao Peng, but was stopped by Zhao Yan and asked him not to help, saying that Zhao Pengji people have their own natural appearance, so they don't have to help.

Although Zhao Wuji didn't believe it in his heart, he didn't dare to refute the patriarch, so he had to obey the arrangement of the patriarch Zhao Yan and take some guards to rescue the other clansmen of the Zhao family.

Zhao Yan's rhetoric can convince the vast majority of the Zhao family, but it can't convince Mama Rong, so Mama Rong will stand aside and sneer when Zhao Yan burns incense to worship her ancestors, as if she can't wait to kill Zhao Yan immediately, and then change to a patriarch with a clearer mind to lead the Zhao family through this difficulty.

Rong Mama couldn't wait to kick Zhao Yan away, but in the end she held back and asked Zhao Yan, "Little fat man, do you think Zhao Peng can fight that blood-colored meteorite feather arrow?"

Zhao Idiot looked dumb, as if he hadn't heard it.

Rong Mama said: "Don't you always go to Zhao Peng's place on weekdays, and you have a very good relationship with Zhao Peng, like a brother?

Zhao Nian lowered his voice and said, "Of course I care. ”

Since you are so smart, you can help me analyze and analyze, how can Zhao Peng not be crushed to death by the meteorite feather arrow, and how can he get out of danger?"

Zhao Idiot kept silent.

Mama Rong was even more angry, and shouted: "At a young age, you learn from others to pretend to be ghosts and pretend to be unfathomable, little fat man, you are as unreasonable as your grandfather!"

However, the trace of worry that originally remained in Zhao Idiot's eyes disappeared in an instant when Mama Rong talked about his grandfather.

Zhao's grandfather is the fire elder who guards the Zhao family's scripture hall, one of the two elders of water and fire.

Mama Rong is Zhao Yan's aunt, and she can be said to be the longest-standing figure in the Zhao family. She actually saw through the slight change in Zhao Idiot's demeanor in that moment, and asked, "Did you kid find something?"

Zhao Idiot still shook his head and didn't speak, but he thought in his heart: "My Zhao family's strength has been deteriorating for a hundred years, and the martial arts people in the clan who can handle it are just a few. If my Zhao family is really in danger tonight, the patriarch will definitely call out my grandfather and Elder Shui to fight to the death with the enemy. But to this day, the patriarch still asked my grandfather and Elder Shui to guard the main hall of the Tibetan scriptures, and it is obvious that my Zhao family has not really reached the point of life and death. ”

"Since it is not a matter of life and death, why does the patriarch Zhao Yan kneel here to burn incense and worship his ancestors, put on the appearance of a filial son and a virtuous grandson, and make a posture of imminent ruin?

When these two questions appeared in Zhao Idiot's heart, Zhao Idiot only felt that a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and his mind was already suddenly enlightened, so he walked to the eaves not far away, found a relatively flat and sheltered place, curled up and lay down, ready to sleep.

It's a pity that Zhao Idiot hasn't fallen asleep yet, and was pulled away by Zhao Hao and Zhao Huchen who came over, these two brothers said that the Zhao family is in disaster tonight, as a child of the Zhao family and a martial artist, they should do their best for the Zhao family, and resist this disaster wholeheartedly, how can they hide under the eaves to sleep and hide?

"This ......"

Zhao Idiot wanted to say more, but he wanted to stop talking, he had to pat his head very depressed, while walking behind the two, while reminiscing about the comfort of sleep in his heart, as for the previous Zhao Peng's worries, at this time it had long been forgotten by Zhao Idiot. After all, he was a young boy, and even if he was gifted and intelligent, he was far less long-term than those who were older. I never thought that everything should happen sooner rather than later, and later would change.

Rumble!

The bright red feather arrow in the air, which had been against the white stone futon, suddenly shrank back slightly, opened a small distance from the white stone futon, and slammed forward like lightning, knocking the white stone futon into a rapid fall.

Zhao Peng hurriedly controlled the white stone futon to control the falling speed and stabilized it in the air.

But the bright red meteorite feather arrow suddenly burst out like lightning, and reversed its direction between the lightning and stone fire, and it actually went straight to Zhao Peng's feet, from bottom to top!

This change made Zhao Peng a little creepy.

"Before, this bright red feather arrow was on top, and I was holding the white stone futon in my hand below, I just need to sink slowly, the blood-colored feather arrow can't pierce the white stone futon, it can't hurt me, even if I finally have to land, this blood-colored feather arrow can't help me at all! Just because this square under my feet is my Zhao family's White Tiger Dojo. At the same time, this White Tiger Dojo is also the foundation of my Zhao family's Ten Thousand Tiger Array. Once I fall into this Ten Thousand Tigers Great Array, I can instantly trigger the vast array inherited from the ancient times, and even if this feathered arrow like a falling star leaves, how can it hurt me in the slightest?"

"I controlled the white stone futon in the air and held on to the red feather arrows, not because I was afraid of the red feather arrows, but because I wanted to take this opportunity to deliberately delay time, so that the masters of the other party's Zhao family who were attacking my Zhao family from all directions would have enough time to rush to my Zhao family's compound! When the time comes, I want to see those extraterritorial masters who have crossed the ancient road, after this battle, how many of them can survive and return to their martial arts world......!

"But this bright red feather arrow suddenly changed, and it no longer collided head-on with the white stone futon in my hand, but instead reversed its direction, from the bottom to the top, and forced me out of the range of the Ten Thousand Tigers Great Array! If this action was made by this bright red feather arrow like a falling star by itself, then this arrow would be too mysterious and terrifying. If this feather arrow is controlled by someone, and this kind of transformation is made, it means that the strength of the person controlling the feather arrow is much stronger than my current Xuanshi realm! Sure enough, this kind of far-sighted and calculating other people's means is not suitable for me after all. I might as well fall directly into the Ten Thousand Tigers Great Array before, and then urge the Ancient Formation, kill one first, and then say that I will kill everything!"

"Hmph! What is that person's strength, I don't need to care! I just need to find a way to fall into the Ten Thousand Tigers Array below, once I open my Zhao family's ancient array, my Zhao family is already invincible in this battle! As long as I enter the formation first and stand in an invincible position, no matter how unsatisfactory this battle is, it will just not achieve the results I want, no matter what, those people from outside the territory who came to invade my Zhao family will suffer heavy casualties and return home. ”

Zhao Peng's mind changed drastically, and his eyes changed several times in an instant, and the fact that this plan couldn't catch up with the changes made him feel a little unhappy.

In the end, the ice that stuck to the white stone futon in Zhao Peng's hand clicked and shattered, and he turned his body over again, falling on top of the white stone futon, and pinched out the magic trick in his hand to control the white stone futon to turn sharply in the air, and fell sharply towards the Ten Thousand Tigers Great Array below.

The bright red feather arrow emitted a sharp and piercing whistling sound, drawing a bright red and dazzling arc trajectory in the night sky, turning a big bend, and killing Zhao Peng again.

"Five Thunder Blasting Secret Method!"

"Collapse Mountain Seal!"

"Lianshan Yin!"

Zhao Peng used all the martial arts methods in an instant, blasting towards the bright red dazzling, like a giant feather arrow cast by blood and falling stars.