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Ten breaths ago, at the foot of the East Mountain.

The elite of the Burial Eagle, who had just arrived here, was resting.

Liu Dexian is wiping the Pu Dao that has followed him for ten years.

The Pu knife is Bian Jun'er's standard equipment, and the Pu knife in his hand is no different from other people's, but he can use an ordinary Pu knife that is not a spiritual weapon for ten years, which shows how much he loves this knife.

When wiping the knife, Liu De thought about the only goal of this mission, and couldn't help but think of the huge bounty, and then he subconsciously stretched out his tongue and licked the blade, as if he was eager to try.

At this moment, he heard the faint sound of a hard object breaking through the air in mid-air, so he raised his head, but his mouth grew in shock by the sight in front of him.

In the starry night sky, ten streams of fire followed!

Each stream of fire seemed to hold the starlight in the sky, drawing an incomparably brilliant galaxy and crashing into the mountainside of Dongshan.

As a result, the stars stopped shining brightly, and the night sky began to dim.

The majestic Dongshan Mountain began to shake under this impact, and then the earth began to shake, and countless people looked up at the sky in amazement, but now the disaster had come.

A stone the size of a goose egg came to Liu Dexian who was raising his head in a swift manner.

The Pu knife in Liu Dexian's hand swept in the air, and the Pu knife rubbed against the stone into a hot spark, and finally flew away obediently.

Liu Dexian was not happy about this knife, because after he removed a piece of gravel, a stone rain suddenly fell in mid-air!

Liu Dexian moved and rushed to the foot of the Dongshan Mountain with the most agility, hoping to avoid this catastrophe, but the surrounding noise wrinkled, and the scene was instantly chaotic to the extreme.

On the mountainside of Dongshan, countless boulders that could cover the sky roared, rolled, and smashed down the mountain.

After the first boulder smashed into the camp of the Burial Eagle, there was a loud sound that tore through people's eardrums.

I don't know how many people turned into mud under the boulders in this instant, but this is not the end, the torrent of rocks is just beginning!

Liu Dexian escaped by luck, and the whole person kept coughing at the foot of the dusty East Mountain, but he saw bright red in the gray sight.

He was terrified, and the only place that could keep them safe at this time could only be by the side of the Higashiyama Mountain, but he was still nearly a thousand feet away from there.

Liu Dexian kept telling himself to be calm and calm, but he really didn't have a trace of time to calm down.

The boulder that slipped from the mountain smashed into the surface of the boulder that had already fallen to the ground, bursting out countless small particles of stone that were not large in size, but could be called clusters of arrows.

Deafeningly, Liu Dexian saw dozens of people in front of him being shot into a sieve by this kind of rubble, he was at a loss, he didn't know what to do, but he felt a sense of oppression, I don't know how big the boulder fell from the sky, Liu Dexian looked at the rock mass that covered the sky and the sun a little blankly, knowing that he was afraid that he would not be able to escape.

But he still subconsciously raised the Pu knife in his hand that he had followed for ten years, but this was not the small stone he had just opened.

The Pu knife and the boulder rubbed against each other in one thousandth, and there was no spark, and it broke in response!

Liu Dexian maintained the posture of raising the knife, looked at the half-cut blade that splashed out, and then felt nothing, and was directly crushed into meat puree!

The knife is broken, and the person is killed!

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Zhang Xiaodao, who had finished shooting ten arrows, felt the soreness coming from his arm, and used the skills of "Consecutive Arrows" to shoot the Falling Star Arrow, which was the biggest weight he could take out at this time.

This kind of weight was exchanged for a torrent of rocks, and he looked at the dust at the foot of the east mountain a little blankly, as if he was frightened by the suffering he had caused.

Zhang Xiaodao had indeed planned before this, using Dongshan to cause a torrent of mountains and rocks.

But it seems, he never thought about how terrible the torrent of mountains and rocks was.

The old green cow lay beside Zhang Xiaodao and 'mooed', as if to remind Zhang Xiaodao that he was leaving.

Zhang Xiaodao was still a little stunned, and when the dust mixed in the air and rose to a height of 100 zhang, he finally came back to his senses.

"Nature, it's really scary. ”

For Zhang Xiaodao's feelings, Lao Qingniu scoffed.

Zhang Xiaodao said to himself: "Let's go." ”

So, he stepped on the back of the old green ox.

The old green cow who was supposed to leave the top of the mountain immediately shuddered at this time and threw Zhang Xiaodao down fiercely.

Zhang Xiaodao rotated one hundred and eighty degrees in the air in a wolf bèi attitude, and before he landed, his whole body suddenly trembled!

A cold light suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain, piercing the air that Zhang Xiaodao was supposed to be sitting on the back of the green cow.

Zhang Xiaodao's waist twisted in mid-air, but he saw that this silver light, which was only three feet, suddenly attacked him.

"Boom!", the snow fell out of the sheath, and a burst of vitality burst out.

The three-foot cold mang was blocked, and the figure in mid-air trembled slightly, and suddenly turned into a more rapid streamer, approaching Zhang Xiaodao's neck.

The vitality in the body quickly filled every corner of the body, Zhang Xiaodao almost subconsciously erected the falling snow, and an extremely ugly sound suddenly came, Zhang Xiaodao's figure fell backwards like a kite with a broken string, and after ten zhang away, he fell the ground, crushing the stones scattered on the ground into powder.

The three-foot cold mang was blocked by the falling snow and hovered in mid-air, and the sword body was faintly visible, and its surface was densely rune, only the double-edged blade was a piece of snow white, as thin as a cicada's wings.

Zhang Xiaodao, who fell to the ground hard, burst with a tiger's mouth, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

After circling three times, the three-foot cold mang, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, finally unloaded all the power of the falling snow, and the explosion after accumulating momentum was even more terrifying, turning into a streamer.

Zhang Xiaodao reluctantly picked up the falling snow, but he felt that the muscles and veins in his body were damaged, and a sharp pain surged up to his brain, and he couldn't make a block action for a while.

At the moment of the moment, the old green cow blocked Zhang Xiaodao's eyes like a wind, and the three-foot cold light instantly submerged into the old green cow's body.

Zhang Xiaodao knew that no matter what, the old green cow would delay the slightest degree of the three-foot cold, and he had to cheer up, and his right hand, which was full of blood, clenched the simple and unpretentious handle of the falling snow knife.

In the pupils, the three-inch cold light that pierced the body of the old green cow shot out with a thread of flesh.

Zhang Xiaodao fell into the snow again, and his body flew backwards involuntarily, as if the feeling of vomiting could no longer be suppressed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The slightly trembling cold light seemed to have endless power, and after circling three times, it struck again with great speed.

Zhang Xiaodao lay on the ground full of rubble, his eyes fierce.

He knew that this was the supernatural means of the master of the Tongqiao Realm, and he controlled the flying sword with his mind and killed people invisibly.

But unless he reaches the realm of the 6 Earth Immortals, there is always a limit to the distance that the flying sword can control.

Zhang Xiaodao felt that the best way now was to ride on the old green cow and run for his life, but he had no ability to delay this flying sword as thin as a cicada's wings.

If he repeated this several times, he was afraid that if he was not pierced by the flying sword, his skeleton would be shattered first.

Therefore, when the flying sword attacked again, Zhang Xiaodao brazenly decided to clamp it with his own body.

The swift flying sword went straight to his front door, Zhang Xiaodao's falling snow knife blade was slightly on one side, and the flying sword made a very light moan in the air, as if it was instinctively happy because of free flight.

In the next moment, the whispering sound was gone, replaced by the sharp and screeching sound of two peerless blades rubbing together.

Under the slight side of the falling snow blade, the flying sword that was forcibly pierced changed direction, and the hands that burst into the tiger's mouth twisted into a strange arc, and blood gushed like a spring.

After the flying sword changed direction, it still pierced Zhang Xiaodao's body, and it easily cut through Zhang Xiaodao's leather armor and sank into his shoulder.

This handleless small sword emerged from the back of Zhang Xiaodao, wanting to penetrate out.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Zhang Xiaodao frantically put together the left arm on his left shoulder.

A sharp pain made him instantly unconscious, he roared hoarsely, and the cold sweat all over his body wet his whole body like rain, and he clamped the three-foot edge in his shoulder blades.

His roar resounded through the mountaintops.

From time to time, it penetrates into the foot of the East Mountain.

Not long ago, the Burial Eagle elites who suffered a natural disaster raised their gray faces, looked at the top of the mountain, and involuntarily struck a spirit.

This kind of voice is very familiar to the old border army and old sayings, they have all been mixed in the deep mountains and wild forests, and the beast will always make this kind of roar before dying, and this sound will make people feel that a string in the deepest part of the soul resonates with it.

It's just a release of a strong desire to survive and an almost crazy beast that overflows in my heart.

At the foot of Dongshan, Zhao Zhigang, who released the three-foot cold glow, had a defeated face.

Lin Dong and Fang Mai, who were sitting beside him, looked nervous.

No one knew what was born on the top of that mountain, but Lin Dong and Fang Mai knew that Zhao Zhigang locked on the top of the mountain at the first moment when the mountain rock torrent exploded.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, with Zhao Zhigang's unpredictable methods, Lin Dong and Fang Mai shouldn't have to worry about anything.

But at this time, Zhao Zhigang's face was telling them an amazing fact!

It didn't take long for Zhao Zhigang to open his eyes, and the blood returned to his defeated cheeks, and the terrible scar on his neck seemed to come to life after being engorged, opening his teeth and claws.

"Ran. Zhao Zhigang's words revealed disbelief.

An unbelievable look quickly appeared on Lin Dong and Fang Mai's faces, the supreme flying sword shot and actually let that kid run away, which was really a little unacceptable to them.

"He actually dared to clamp the flying sword with his shoulder blades, I have to say sorry to you, it seems that I underestimated him, you don't seem to be so wasteful. ”

Lin Dong and Fang Mai looked embarrassed, and Fang Mai quickly and incredulously said, "Could it be that the flying sword can't cut his bones?"

"I've tried, it's really hard to keep cutting, he should be a Qi cultivator who has reached a very high level of physical cultivation. ”

After that, Zhao Zhigang waved his hand and said: "He is in the Absolute Mountain, he is seriously injured, he can't run far, I need to rest." ”

Lin Dong and Fang Mai were stubborn, and then looked at the gray world, they didn't know where to start, but they were extremely expecting that the kid on the mountain would be seriously injured and die!

Obviously, this doesn't seem realistic.