Ting Yumian watched the battle coldly from a high altitude, and when he saw Ma Feiyu make this move, he couldn't help but laugh.

Ting Shihua took the four junior sisters and flew behind Ting Yumian, and called out sweetly: "Big brother, what are you doing here?"

Ting Yumian turned around and saw that his sister-in-law was also on this Wanjian Mountain, this is a strange thing! Ting Yumian turned around and hugged Ting's poetry, touched her hair, and said in a low voice: "Sister, this is very dangerous, why are you running away from this nonsense." ”

Tingshi's big watery eyes flashed and flashed, as beautiful as the two brightest stars in the night sky, and she said mischievously: "With the eldest brother here, the younger sister is not afraid of anything." ”

"Ha Luha, what I'm talking about is, let's see General Fei playing tricks and teasing the sword array!"

Tingshihua followed Tingyumian's guidance and looked at Luxia, and An Lingling and others also followed.

I saw Ma Feiyu dancing with the Silver Dragon Swallowing Star Spear in his left hand and turning it twice, and the hundred silver spears that flew out of the sword were also attached to the hundred fairy swords, Ma Feiyu laughed and said, "Explode!"

"Boom" and "Crackle"

As soon as the immortal sword in the hand of the qi swordsman came into contact with this silver spear, the silver spear immediately exploded into a cloud of silver brilliance, and it actually exploded the most commonly used immortal sword in their hands into pieces.

There are tens of thousands of fragments of a hundred fairy swords, and tens of thousands of pieces of fairy sword fragments with special materials explode in an instant, which is undoubtedly a powerful weapon. Even though the Qi Sword Masters cultivated extraordinarily, the immortal sword fragments still scratched their robes, faces, and arms, and even a few points of their backs were pierced through their internal organs, and a large amount of blood gushed out of their bodies.

Feng Lang ignored the bloody scratches on his face, and shouted loudly: "It's not good." Swap for a spare sword!"

The air swordsmen had just woken up, except for the more than a dozen air swordsmen who had fallen to the ground and were busy trying first aid to stop the bleeding, the rest all reached for the treasure bags on their waists with the fastest possible means.

At this moment, Ma Feiyu Wu launched the most critical attack with the Silver Dragon Star Devouring Spear in his hand.

The silver spear shone like a meteor, and the silver dragon devouring spear swept hard, instantly crushing a large three-column tall air swordsman formation. The surging spears of the silver spears, and the air swordsmen who returned the guns were knocked out of the air, and there was no room for mercy. Silver spears appeared, and a whole row of air swordsmen with a swing of their guns were knocked out of the calamity, blood spurting out of their mouths.

So fast marksmanship, so strong strength. Ma Feiyu deserves the reputation of "Silver Gun Flying General".

Flashes of blood. The silver dragon star swallowing spear in Ma Feiyu's hand was like a silver dragon flying, and rows and rows of air swordsmen were swept away by the silver spear, and the marksmanship was changed quickly, and it was difficult to notice it.

Ninety-nine of the hundred qi swordsmen were knocked away by Ma Feiyu just by raising their hands to take the sword, which is known as the invincible "God Suppression Demon Array". It was destroyed in a snap of a finger.

Only Feng Lang had a chance to draw the spare sword. It's not that he's fast. Instead, he flew ten feet away, actively avoiding the flickering light of the silver spear.

Feng Lang looked at the dashing star general Ma Feiyu in front of him, and his eyes showed a dark figure like death.

"What kind of celestial star general is this? It's clearly a murderous and invisible death-stealing god of death! No, I must defeat him, even if I do my best!"

Feng Lang screamed excitedly in his heart, but when he looked back, the brothers of the air swordsman were knocked over and flew to the ground, screaming in pain on the ground, rolling and shouting mother, and some were vomiting blood, obviously injured not lightly.

Ninety-nine swordsmen who had completed the Heart Sword to the Advanced Realm were defeated like this bear. In fact, don't talk about them, aren't even the forty Cloud Swordsmen being put away by Hua Yanru with a few moves? The Dragon Sword Elder with the fastest swordsmanship has not escaped Hua Yanru's next move, and the sword sect's strong reputation is as fragile as a leaf.

When the wind blows and the leaves fall, the sword faction falls to whose fault.

Woe to Xiao Wall, resentment and hatred, where is the divine soldier born from the sky?

Sword faction, sword faction, when can you grow snacks?

If it weren't for Xiao Wuyun's obsession with swordsmanship and ignoring affairs, Xiao Ruofeng was obsessed with resentment and hatred, and accepted many criminals. How could the reputation of the Sword Sect plummet, and how could the Sword Sect provoke the enemy of Hou Yi.

When the Heavenly Realm Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals are coming, is there still a future for the Sword Sect?

Ma Feiyu played with the Silver Dragon Star Swallowing Spear, threw it up, and took it, repeating the action like a juggling effort, which was clearly mocking the sword sect for being unpopular and teasing the disciples of the sword sect.

Feng Lang's eyes were full of anger, and he couldn't wait to eat Ma Feiyu in one bite.

Feng Lang's anger urged the spirit of the fairy sword, and the sword light suddenly turned white, white like a bright moon. The white and blue robe of the wind naturally blew backwards with the breath in his body.

"The sword is in the people, and the sword is dead. Give up my body and protect my sword faction. The way of the sword is slim, the fairy sword is undefeated, and it is sick!"

Feng Lang recited these sword tricks, and the fairy sword in his hand pointed forward, and the sword light shone like a moonlight on Ma Feiyu's heart. Feng Lang's figure shot out with the fairy sword in his hand, like a flying sword outside the sky.

The uncomplaining sword light is so poignant and beautiful, and the desire to protect the foundation of the sword sect has become more and more unrealistic.

Feng Lang gave up his life, ignited the mana cultivation of his whole body with spiritual power, and fought all his capital to die with Ma Feiyu.

The sword light pierced the sky like a rainbow, and the sword light was like the moon to disturb the gods.

Feng Lang's sword used all his strength, and the white sword light stung his eyes.

"Huh" Ma Feiyu showed off a beautiful dragon flying body and changed his position. But Feng Lang's sword still stabbed towards the original position, the speed was too fast and too fast, and Feng Lang was powerless to change anything.

In this way, he missed Ma Feiyu's body and stabbed in the original direction. And Ma Feiyu returned a round of silver dragon devouring star spear, and the barrel of the gun pointed at the top of Feng Lang's head, "Bang"!

Feng Lang suffered a heavy blow on the top of his head, and a refreshing force hit the top, pouring into the blood veins of his body, which couldn't help but make him lose all consciousness. The sword light in his hand weakened until it dimmed, and the spiritual power ignited in his body was also extinguished by this refreshing qi, and Feng Lang fell to the ground unconscious with a "bang".

Ma Feiyu swung the Silver Dragon Star Devouring Spear and slammed it on the ground, but the sound of "bang" caused an earthquake-like tremor, instantly shaking all the halls of the main peak of the entire Sword Sect.

Ten thousand male and female disciples of the Sword Sect were caught defenseless by this sudden blow, and they fell to the ground one after another.

By the time they struggled to get up, the remaining five mechanical crossbows had already been struck by the silver dragon.

The silver dragon flew back into Ma Feiyu's hand and disappeared into the gun, and a majestic voice suddenly sounded, "Who else wants to fight with me!"

No one answered, and none of the 10,000 Sword Sect disciples on the main peak and in front of and behind the hall responded, except for the shouts of pain from dozens of Qi Sword Masters.

It seemed that this face was as quiet as a flock of crows flying overhead, only the cry of "yaa" lingered.

"Okay", Ting Shihua saw that Ma Feiyu was so brave and good at fighting, and couldn't help jumping up in the air to cheer for the flying general.

"Since there is no one to fight, those who lay down their arms and surrender will not die. Otherwise"

Ting Yumian's clear voice shook the hearts of the ten thousand disciples of the Sword Sect to the extreme, what is the point of them fighting any longer? Even if they risk their lives, what can they change? The grievances between the Sword Sect and the Heavenly Realm have nothing to do with them, they just came here to practice for the sake of the Sword Sect's swordsmanship, are they sacrificing their lives here?

Seeing the indifference of the disciples of the Sword Sect, Ting Yumian accentuated his tone, the playful expression on his face was gone, replaced by a serious and murderous face, and said: "Hehe, if you don't throw the sword again, what are you waiting for? When the Ice and Fire Guards make a move, let alone a small life, even this unsightly temple will be destroyed!"

Hearing this, the disciples of the Sword Sect did not dare to hesitate, let alone delay. The fairy swords of "Bang Lala" and "Ping Pong" were thrown to the ground, and even the spare sword in the treasure bag was thrown out.

Twenty thousand immortal swords of various qualities filled the entire main peak square, and the qi swordsmen didn't care about any face, and they all endured the pain and handed over the spare swords.

More than 20,000 immortal swords were scattered all over the place, which made the disciples of the Sword Sect who regarded the sword as their fate feel an indescribable sense of relief, but for the Sword Sect, this was too mocking.

Seeing this meeting, General Witty was more satisfied, and secretly said in his heart: "What a good job!"

Ting Yumian gently shook the folding fan in his hand, and the white jade folding fan suddenly flashed with countless blue-gray dazzling brilliance like a magic weapon, and that brilliance illuminated the main peak of the entire Sword Sect.

I'm going, I'm going to make a big move!

Didn't you say that you should spare and not kill? Why did you make a big move again? (To be continued......)