"Interesting! Interesting!" Wu Tian looked at the terrifying and hideous mad demon behind Mo Feiyang's head, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The reason why he didn't do it just now was not because he didn't react, nor because he wanted to pursue the thrill of defeating the enemy at the moment when he reached his peak, but because he knew that something strange had happened in the sea.

The Heaven and Earth Furnace, which had been quietly suspended in the middle of the Sea of Knowledge, trembled suddenly at the moment when Mo Feiyang began to condense the mad demon, and then transmitted a trace of strange thoughts.

It was excitement, eagerness, and hunger, as if a gluttonous gluttony saw delicious food, or a traveler who hadn't eaten for half a month suddenly saw half a steamed bun and wanted to swallow it in one bite and savor it!

This is a situation that Wu Tian has never encountered. Whether it was the Ripple Xuan Qi or the Highly Poisonous Xuan Qi, the Heaven and Earth Furnace just swallowed it, instantly transforming it into pure Thunder Xuan Qi and returning it to Wu Tian, leaving not a trace of it behind. And this time, the Heaven and Earth Forge showed a naked desire for the mad demon, and wanted to devour it immediately! Could it be that this mad demon was the tonic or energy needed by the Heaven and Earth Furnace?

Because of this, Wu Tiancai did not rush to make a move, but patiently waited for Mo Feiyang to completely condense this mad demon. Sure enough, when the mad demon condensed out, the excitement and longing transmitted by the Heaven and Earth Furnace also reached its peak, clearly telling Wu Tian that this mad demon was what it needed!

"Since you need it, I'll bring it to you. Wu Tian's right hand suddenly shone with brilliant light. The thumb of the right palm is as incandescent as gold, the index finger is as green as wood, the middle finger is blue as water, the ring finger is bright red as fire, and the tail finger is thick and yellow as earth. The whole right palm seems to be carved from jade, crystal clear, and beautiful.

At the same time, Mo Feiyang also pulled out his weapon. It was a blood-red long sword, the sword body was blood-red, the material could not be seen, and there were countless slender blood grooves on it, showing a strange dark red.

Mo Feiyang urged Xuan Gong, this blood-colored long sword actually shone with scarlet light, and there seemed to be a dark red liquid flowing in the countless blood grooves, spewing out a disgusting bloody gas, rushing towards the face, making people feel as if they were in a blood-red world, all of them were viscous blood as far as they could reach, and even moving became very difficult.

"Xuan Bing! This blood-colored long sword is actually a Xuan Bing!" Ling Xiaoyun suddenly screamed, the moment he saw Mo Feiyang actually holding a Xuan Bing, his face suddenly turned pale as paper, and for the first time after entering the secret realm, he showed a look of panic, fear and even despair!

He originally had extremely firm confidence in Wu Tian, not to mention that Mo Feiyang and they only had five people, even if there were fifty of them, the final result would only be like that group of fierce and vicious mountain ghosts, turning into piles of meat under Wu Tian's invincible fist, but he definitely didn't expect that Mo Feiyang actually took out a handful of Xuan soldiers!

What is a Xuan Bing? He is the god of soldiers! The gods of weapons, how powerful is that! Like the divine weapons produced by the so-called Divine Weapons Pavilion, what sharpens iron like clay, what is sharp and unparalleled, they are all scum in front of the Xuan Bing! These so-called divine weapons cannot even block the Xuan Bing! There is only one result when they encounter the Xuan Bing, and that is to break into pieces! In front of the Xuan Bing, these weapons are like a piece of paper, which will be broken when they are torn apart!

Ling Xiaoyun knew that Wu Tian had absolutely no Xuan soldiers, and he heard that there was only one Xuan soldier in the entire Thunder Rain Gate, in the hands of Wu Tian's old man, Wu Jingze, the head of the sect, it was a sect token, and it was absolutely impossible to hand it over to Wu Tian!

In other words, Wu Tian only has his pair of iron fists to resist the Xuan Bing! But no matter how hard his fist is, it is only **mortal, I am afraid that if he touches the divine weapon of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, he will be injured, let alone the Xuan Bing!

Ling Xiaoyun regretted it immensely now. Before he went out, his wife had secretly stuffed him with a handful of Xuan soldiers to defend himself, but he felt that since he followed the boss who was too invincible and too incomprehensible, it was impossible to touch the risk at all, and since he wanted to hone in life and death, he naturally had to abandon foreign objects, what else could he hone with a handful of Xuan soldiers? No matter what demon beast had to be killed like chopping melons and vegetables, maybe he would be ridiculed by several brothers. Therefore, he didn't take the Xuan Bing given by the old lady in the end!

Regret! Regret! A single thought, my life is gone! When my father and mother learn of my death, how sad will I be? I am really a brute who does not want to be a son of man!

Ling Xiaoyun's mood suddenly fell from a relaxed and freehand cloud to an eerie and terrifying hell. Especially when he saw Mo Feiyang's sudden outburst and the speed of the head-on killing, he was even more completely desperate, and fell directly to the deepest part of hell, buried by pain and despair, unable to breathe.

Originally, Ling Xiaoyun still had the last trace of hope in his heart, hoping that Wu Tian could exert his speed, just like hunting lizards in the secret realm of Black Mountain, using speed to defeat Mo Feiyang, but he didn't expect that the crazy demon's surname bonus to Mo Feiyang was actually speed!

Holding an invincible Xuan soldier, and having a speed that is not inferior to Boss Wu, Boss Wu has no need to fight at all! Not to mention that Mo Feiyang has the help of the four brothers of the Bloody Hand behind him, but behind Wu Tian there is only a four-person group of waste wood that is almost completely ineffective to protect......

A determined look suddenly flashed on Ling Xiaoyun's face, and he yelled: "Boss, stop fighting, let's go! Run away quickly, and then avenge us! We can't die here like this without explanation! You run away!"

Wang Zhongtang and Meng Madzhan were originally reluctant to hold on because Ling Xiaoyun had inexplicable confidence in Wu Tian, but now seeing that Ling Xiaoyun was also desperate, he suddenly foresaw the death he was about to face.

Wang Zhongtang also shouted at a sharp voice: "Brother Wu, run away! Go back and tell our father, let them avenge us, and leave no chickens and dogs killed all over the door of the Heavenly Gate!"

"Don't forget to burn paper for our four brothers every year!" Meng Madzhan was already scared to the extreme, and there was a small puddle under his feet, which was condensed by the sweat he was afraid to shed, but he actually burst out with rare courage at this time, and suddenly pushed Ling Xiaoyun, Nangong Piaoxue and Wang Zhongtang behind him, and rushed forward reflexively, actually to block Wu Tian in front of him with his flesh and blood, and buy time for Wu Tian to escape!

As a person who is timid to the extreme, what courage and will it takes to make this move!

But at the moment when he tried to pull Wu Tian behind him, a strong force suddenly came, gently but irresistibly, pushing him back, and Wu Tian's faint words were heard in his ears: "Don't worry, there is me!"

Mo Feiyang was really afraid that this kid at the front really ran away, if he couldn't kill all five of them, then he would be the one who died after today! The anger of the four top sects, but he couldn't bear it! Then he would be the sinner of the Chongtianmen!

When he saw that Wu Tian was so stupid that he really didn't run away, he still stood still in place, and finally let go of his hanging heart, chattering and roaring with a smile: "Chatter, it's really a deep brotherhood! None of you can run! The yellow paper that you five will say next year and today, and your father and mother will help burn it!"

He shot out with lightning, and the blood sword stabbed Wu Tianmian Gate!

Although Mo Feiyang was running almost in a straight line, his figure was extremely erratic. If you can see it clearly, you will find that he is traveling along a strange and irregularized curve, his body moves left and right, up and down, so that people have no way to judge his position, let alone block the snake-like and treacherous blood-colored sword in his hand!

At the same time, the four brothers of the Bloody Hand also burst out, all of them holding scimitars with extremely arc in their hands, following behind Mo Feiyang, roaring and killing, but the target was not Wu Tian, but the waste wood quartet that shrank into a ball behind Wu Tian!

This strategy perfectly embodies the characteristics of the four brothers of the bloody hands.

Tacit, cautious, insidious, ruthless, shameless!

They saw that Wu Tian and the other five people had a deep brotherly relationship, and they were unwilling to leave their brothers, so they attacked this weakness directly! They killed the Sunset Four Wastes, but they targeted Wu Tian, who seemed to be the only one of the five who had combat effectiveness!

If Wu Tian doesn't save him, the four brothers behind him will die in an instant; if he does, then he will be exposed in the air, so that Mo Feiyang, who is holding a Xuan soldier, will take advantage of the weakness and kill him with one blow!

The four brothers of the Bloody Hand perfectly grasped the weakness of the surname, reflecting their rich fighting experience and ruthless and cold hearts!

Do you kid save it, or don't you save it?

Mo Feiyang and the four brothers of Bloody Hand rushed into the air, all thinking about how Wu Tian would choose.

But they definitely didn't expect that Wu Tian had never considered this issue in his mind from beginning to end.

Because - it's not necessary!

Wu Tian always stood calmly in place, not even moving, waiting quietly until the blood-colored long sword in Mo Feiyang's hand was about to stab the center of his eyebrows, and then suddenly moved.

He slapped out his right palm suddenly, and the right palm that shone with five-colored light suddenly became the size of a fan, and it actually directly met the tip of the sword of the demonic blood-colored Xuanbing!

It turns out that this is also a rookie. After Mo Feiyang saw Wu Tian's movements, he thought to himself. Blocking Xuan Bing with a meat palm, are you joking, or are you joking, or are you joking?

But the result was not as he expected, it was a sword to the palm.

"Bang!"

The swords and palms collided, and there was a terrifying metallic sound!

Wu Tian actually used his flesh palm to block the invincible Xuan Bing!