"Roar~!"

In the midst of the 10,000-mile mountain range, a momentum soared into the sky, and the clouds shattered in an instant, covering everything! It almost encompassed the heavens and the earth, coming from all directions.

The incomparable aura enveloped it in an instant, almost crushing everyone's souls! The almost provocative flight speed of the two golden-winged giant eagles angered the powerful spirit beasts in the mountain range, and it instantly attacked, and the coercion was enough to make the two spirit beasts surrender!

Xiao Wu was shaken all over his body, his speed was greatly reduced, and his fear of the high-ranking spirit beast greatly reduced his strength, and he didn't dare to resist!

A huge body, with an infinite bloody aura, rose into the sky.

"Xiao Wu, run away~!" Qiao Zhen's face turned pale and he couldn't stop drinking, "Everyone, hold on tight, don't fall!"

"Little Liu, you should run away! Don't stay, hurry~!"

The Sword King master who was driving another golden-winged giant eagle quickly drank and caused the giant eagle to fly away, but the giant eagle was already frightened by the powerful aura at this time, and he couldn't raise his speed at all!

The huge body flew to a height of 10,000 meters almost instantly, blocking the way of the two golden-winged giant eagles, and it continued to roar loudly, and the thick blood almost stained the air red. The boundless impact of evil qi shocked everyone. This fierce aura is even the ninth-order sword king Qiao Zhen, and it is not as good as just in case, like a big mountain, pressing on everyone's hearts.

Qiao Zhen had already deeply regretted it at this time, the spirit beast in front of him was so strong that no one could resist it!

This is the spirit beast Flying Thunder Tiger, with a trace of the bloodline of the top spirit beast White Tiger, born as a sword master, and the minimum adult strength is also the sword spirit level!

As a ninth-order sword king, he was also in a cold sweat at this time.

The Flying Thunder Tiger roared under his breath, looking at the two golden-winged eagles swaggering in its territory, feeling very angry. As the overlord spirit beast within a radius of thousands of miles, he was actually provoked by two small sword king sword spirit beasts, which almost made him lose his mind, so he appeared in an instant, and he wanted to teach these two little things a good lesson. When he arrived at an altitude of 10,000 meters, he found that there were so many human sword cultivators, which immediately made him suspicious.

But it was even more angry and angry. For humans who dare to enslave spirit beasts, they must not be let go!

Qiao Zhen was already desperate, blocked by the Flying Thunder Tiger, and there was no possibility of escaping at all. Under the obstruction of the equivalent of an eighth-order sword spirit spirit beast, they didn't have any chance.

Xiao Wu trembled, the coercion from the bloodline made it dare not move, the eagle's eyes were full of fear, but he kept flapping his wings, not daring to make any more movements.

"Xiao Wu, don't stay, run away!" Qiao Zhen shouted, but Xiao Wu dared to move.

The Flying Thunder Tiger emitted a bloodthirsty light in his eyes, roared lowly, his wings flashed, his body rose violently, and he pounced on Xiao Wu.

Its movements are so fast that they can't be seen clearly. Under the huge gap in strength, any resistance was futile, and in the face of the ferocity of the Flying Thunder Tiger, everyone was in despair. At an altitude of 10,000 meters, as long as the golden-winged giant eagle has an accident, no one can survive!

Mo Yun was also shocked, he had never thought that a spirit beast could have such divine power. The other six gathered around him, staring in horror at the huge body that could not be seen clearly.

"Xiao Wu, let's fight! Let the guy in front of you know that you are not easy to mess with!" He shouted violently, and his breath was released, but under the oppression of the Flying Thunder Tiger, he was like a flat boat that could be destroyed at any time.

"I will never stop fighting, no matter who the opponent is, fight! fight!"

Three battle words in a row, raise the momentum to the extreme, and fight with all your might.

Under Mo Yun's heavy drink, Xiao Wu quickly shook his wings, and he was able to avoid the attack of the Flying Thunder Tiger! Another golden-winged giant eagle, Xiao Liu, also retreated sharply and protected the disciples on his back!

Qiao Yu shouted anxiously: "Father, ask for help, otherwise, we are all finished!"

Qiao Zhen took out a green jade slip out of nowhere and crushed it at once! He forced his composure, swept everyone coldly, and said: "Don't panic, I have already informed the strong people of the sect, as long as everyone persists for a while, they will be fine! Xiao Wu, flee in the direction of the sect, don't stop!"

Xiao Wu let out a long roar, his wings flapped wildly, and his huge body instantly tore through the air, turned into a streamer, and shot into the distance! Xiao Liu also followed Xiao Wu in great horror, and under the coercion of death, he did his best, not daring to reserve the slightest.

But as sword king-level spirit beasts, how could they compare to the spirit beasts of the eighth-order sword spirit. Even their best speed is overshadowed at this point, and they can only run wildly!

"Roar~!" the Flying Thunder Tiger roared angrily, and the strength of the eighth-order sword spirit finally broke out, and the violent aura was like a rolling torrent, crushing the past. It turned into a huge blood-colored streamer, followed closely behind, getting closer and closer.

Seeing the Flying Thunder Tiger approaching, Situ Yunfeng's face turned pale, and under the pressure of the strong man's momentum, he was almost desperate, and his tone was full of horror: "Lord Peak, if we go on like this, we can't escape!"

Dao Sword Peak Lord Qiao Zhen closed his eyes in pain and did not speak. He never imagined that this time he would become a sect, he would encounter a powerful and invincible Flying Thunder Tiger, burying the hope of a generation of Sword Xuanzong! All this was irretrievable.

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze was full of determination. Qiao Zhen's gaze swept over everyone, making people dare not look directly.

"Little Five, get close to Little Six! All the Sword King Elders, get ready to fight! The future of the Sword Xuanzong cannot afford to be lost, we are willing to pay with our lives and fight to the death!"

"Elder Chen, Elder Yang, Elder Si, come here quickly!

Qiao Yu's face changed greatly, he looked at his father incredulously, and muttered, "Father, no!"

He stared at Qiao Yu coldly, and his tone was resolute and cold: "I am the Lord of the First Peak, how can I retreat! You go over quickly!" Glancing back, the Flying Thunder Tiger was already less than a thousand feet, and the fierce aura became more and more intense.

Qiao Yu was unwilling, with tears in his eyes, and refused to leave!

Qiao Zhen frowned, and shouted: "Li Ming, take him away! What are you doing here, hurry!" Li Ming took a step forward and hesitated: "Uncle Shi!"

"I'm the Dao Sword Peak Master!" The voice that almost roared angrily shocked everyone.

When Mo Yun saw the scene in front of him, a strange feeling emerged in his heart. I just feel depressed in my chest, and I want to vent hard!

The two golden-winged giant eagles have lived together for a hundred years, and their tacit understanding is incomparable, and they are instantly close to each other, each approaching one wing, flapping the same frequency, and constantly flying. The cutting air continued to screech, and the speed of the giant eagle became faster and faster.

At this moment, the Flying Thunder Tiger is only less than eight hundred zhang!

"Wow~!" Xiao Wu screamed, sad and desperate!

"Come on~!" Qiao Zhen snorted again, urging his disciples. Three figures flashed, moving a few feet each time, and soon came to Qiao Zhen's side!

Chen Hu and Yang Jing just joined the Sword Xuanzong and could leave, but at this moment, they have no hesitation!

Qiao Zhen looked at the three of them, and his words were arrogant: "Haha~!, three brothers, today, let's join forces to fight and try the power of high-level sword spirit beasts!"

"Hahahaha, I'm Chen Hu, try to make the tiger beard today! Flying Thunder Tiger, I've heard of the name for a long time, I can fight with it, and my life is not in vain!" Chen Hu laughed and stood with his sword.

"Yes, it's not in vain~!"

Elder Si just said lightly: "I have been an elder of the Sword Xuanzong for fifty years!"

"Let this beast see, my Sword Xuanzong, don't bully~!" Qiao Zhen shouted, the fierce momentum was released, and the name of the peak sword king was well deserved!

The other three also released their own breath, and they were extremely fierce!

Mo Yun stopped in place, his battle intent boiling. At this moment, I hate myself for being lowly in strength! If I am the king of swords, why should I be like this? I am unwilling, I want to cultivate diligently, and I want to keep moving forward!

"Today, several elders sacrificed their lives to protect us and others, and they will not dare to forget!" he said in a low voice, turning away without hesitation. Although he is sharp, he is not a fool, and staying at this time is tantamount to death!

The powerful strength of the Flying Thunder Tiger has been imprinted in the bottom of the heart and has become the first target to be surpassed!

With him taking the lead, the six demons with nine qualifications behind him followed, and they were the first to walk out. Under the strong wind, it was almost unstable to stand, let alone travel a distance of nearly 100 meters above 10,000 meters in the air. The seven did not look back, cautious all the way, for fear of being blown down by the Gangfeng wind.

Fang Ying's feet slipped and fell instantly, and in an instant, he was thrown out nearly ten meters. Huang Zhanpeng wanted to hold it, but it was too late!

A cyan figure was like lightning, as agile as the wind, like a fish in water in the fierce wind, soaring freely. In the flash of light, he grabbed Fang Ying's right hand, and then returned quickly. The others immediately grabbed it, and no one dared to be careless.

"Let's join hands and go over together~!" Situ Yunfeng said in a loud voice. Even Fang Ying almost couldn't resist Gangfeng, let alone others. The only way is for everyone to get together and move slowly.

Mo Yun resisted Gangfeng with all his strength and walked in the forefront, behind him was Shen Tuhong, whose strength had reached the seventh order of the sword disciple. The two of them did not stop and quickly walked towards the little six.

A disciple came to the edge of the wings, and before he could catch the previous one, his body was blown instantly, and he threw off the wings of the giant eagle, and the miserable roar quickly disappeared. The speed of the golden-winged giant eagle is so fast, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a hundred meters in an instant, falling from a height of 10,000 meters, even if it is a sword master and a sword king, it will be hated.

Everyone's hearts sank, and the last thing they wanted to see happened.

"Don't panic, everyone hurry up~!" Situ Yunfeng did not walk in front, but in the middle of the team, grabbed five people and kept advancing.

All the disciples stepped on Xiao Liu's huge wings, and Xiao Wu was on his back, leaving only the four sword kings. Qiao Zhen immediately shouted: "Little Liu, go!"

"Wow~!" Xiao Liu screamed sadly, the eagle's eyes were full of tears, and he shook his wings in an instant and rushed out. At this moment, there were more than a hundred disciples on its back, and its weight was amazing, but it still fought with all its strength and fled towards the sect.

Xiao Wu's speed did not decrease, and he suppressed the fear in his heart. In order to live, it is as fast as electricity, surpassing the sound barrier across the board. The Flying Thunder Tiger is gradually approaching, the fierce aura is endless, it doesn't care about Xiao Liu's departure, it has to solve a few humans who are blocking the way, and it is not too late to chase after it, this is confidence in strength.

Qiao Zhen stared at the three of them and slowly spoke: "At this moment, I have no distractions, I will wait for the four of them, and fight to the death!"

"Kendo is brave and diligent, how can you progress without experiencing the great horror between life and death?

"Ever since we set foot in the way of the sword, we have already realized death. This day is just a matter of time or time!" Yang Jing said coldly, his sword unsheathed.