Fang Ye followed the people of the Agni Sect to the outside of the Broken Desolation Valley, and when all the people of the Agni Sect entered the Broken Desolation Valley, Fang Ye secretly thought about it, went around the mountain peak on the side of the valley, and found a hidden place at the top of the peak, squinting his eyes Xiangxia Fang watched, the killing intent was completely restrained, and even the light in his eyes became nothing.

After trying, the people of the Flame Sect in the valley below did not react otherwise, which made Fang Ye secretly breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, hiding on the top of the mountain, waiting quietly.

The remnant sun is like blood, and the sunset hangs all over the sky, rendering the entire shijie into a dim yellow, as if blood stains the whole shijie red.

Gradually, there were muffled voices and chaotic footsteps, and thirteen figures appeared at the mouth of the valley, each of them exuding a palpitating aura.

These thirteen figures seemed to be scattered in a queue, but if they looked closely, they were actually orderly in the chaos, very close to each other, and everyone was attacked, and the people next to them could support them at the first time.

This is an experienced hunting party!

To Fang Ye's surprise, this group of people were all stained with bloodstains, and they didn't know if it was the enemy's or their own.

There was an unusually strong evil aura on everyone's body, especially the old and young in the center, the evil aura on their bodies was like substance, and there was a trace of fierce aura flashing between Gu Pan.

Fang Ye silently used the Xuan Zodiac Seal, and the things he saw in his eyes were even clearer, seeing the mark embroidered on the left chest of this group of people, the hideous thunder and lightning reached the sky, the domineering hurricane grounded, and the staggered place of wind and thunder, as if there was a trace of wind and thunder.

The people of the Wind Thunder Pavilion!

Fang Ambition's mind was shocked, the Wind Thunder Pavilion was the boss of the Flame Sect, and the Seven Evil Palaces and the Heavenly Mansion were the only three outstanding shili on the Tianwu Continent, each dominating one side and dominating the rise and fall of the entire Tianwu Continent.

In this way, the young man with a fierce aura in the center of everyone is very likely to be an important person in the Wind Thunder Pavilion, or even, the young master of the Wind Thunder Pavilion!

After the addition of the Xuanhuang Dao Seal, Fang Ye could also see the people in the Wind Thunder Pavilion clearly, almost everyone was injured, their faces were a little pale, and they didn't know what a tragic battle they had experienced.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, the old man in the center of the many disciples of the Wind Thunder Pavilion raised his palm, causing everyone to stop.

"Uncle Ping, is there something wrong?" The young man's eyes looked sharply in all directions, and there was a faint flash of thunder and lightning in his pupils.

The old man stared intently into the depths of the valley and said in a deep voice: "Young master, the terrain here is dangerous, it is the best place for ambushes, we are all injured, it is better to be careful." ”

This young man turned out to be really the young master of the Wind Thunder Pavilion!

The young man's sword-like face showed a hint of determination, and he said resolutely: "Uncle Ping, attack indiscriminately, hit the grass and startle the snake!"

The old man nodded yes, his eyes faintly revealing a trace of green divine wind, his hands stretched out, and a layer of green runes appeared on his hands.

"Brush Brush ......"

Hundreds of green wind blades rushed out of the old man's hands, indiscriminately slashing through both sides of the Broken Barren Valley, the mountains and rocks fell with a clatter, and the broken branches and broken leaves flew with the wind, so that the entire valley was shrouded in broken leaves and dust.

After a long time, the Broken Barren Valley regained its calm, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Fang Ye nodded secretly in his heart, he stood on a high place and saw very clearly, several people in the Flame Sect who were hiding were cut by the wind blade, but they didn't snort.

The guards that the Flame Sect Master assigned to his precious son were all iron-blooded men, not only cruel to the enemy, but also extremely fierce to himself. Just like a hungry wolf waiting for its prey to take the bait, no matter how bad the environment is, as long as it is not yet time to make a move, he will never reveal his body!

Such an opponent is the most terrifying!

The old man's eyes scanned the surroundings like a blade, and no trace of wind and grass could hide from his eyes, and after a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and said with a light smile: "It seems that I am too worried, this Fire Desolate Mountain Range is the territory of the Flame Sect, presumably no one will dare to do anything to us." ”

"Stay vigilant, forward!" the young man waved his hand, his eyes burning as he swept around as the crowd gradually walked into the valley of the Broken Waste.

Fang Ye was secretly anxious when he looked at it, this group of fools, they had injuries on their bodies, and they didn't know how many times they tried to do it, but they didn't even find the ambush of the Flame Sect!

If they really want to wait for them to enter the depths of the valley, the Flame Sect will occupy the absolute initiative, and this group of people will still have injuries on their bodies, I am afraid that it will not be long before they will be slaughtered cleanly!

When the people of the Wind Thunder Pavilion are all wiped out, there will be no hope of getting the thousand-year-old golden chalcedony.

"You can't just be cheap for the Flame Sect!" Fang Ye's mind was racing, his eyes opened, and a fierce murderous aura mixed with a strong killing intent rushed out of his eyes, and he rushed straight towards the people of the Wind Thunder Pavilion below.

The faces of the old man and the five or six young men of the Wind Thunder Pavilion all changed suddenly, and even the young man who was called the young master looked up as if he was aware of it.

"Enemy attack! Prepare for battle!" The old man's white eyebrows raised slightly, and he pulled out a long arc-shaped knife from his waist, and his eyes scanned the stone walls on both sides like lightning.

Everyone quickly drew their weapons, or knives or swords in their hands, and automatically lowered their positions, protecting the young man in the center in the center, and their razor-sharp eyes searched around for the place where the owner of the gaze was hiding.

The young man in the center rose with a fierce battle intent, his hands were held in the void, and a domineering and hideous spear appeared in his hand, and the whole body flashed with thunder and lightning patterns, as if he was integrated with the young man, revealing a terrifying coercion.

Fang Ye's eyes shrank, and he secretly exclaimed in his heart: "Heaven Rank Spirit Weapon!"

Heaven-level spiritual weapons all possess spirituality, and after dropping blood to recognize the master, they can be stored in the body and kept in the dantian, so as to increase the compatibility between the weapon and the host, and exert stronger power.

That spear was drawn out of the void by the young man, and there were only two possibilities, one was that he had the legendary storage space, and the other was that this spear was a heaven-level spiritual weapon!

The utensils with storage functions are extremely precious, and the entire Tianwu Continent can't take out a few pieces, even if the young man is the young master of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, the possibility of being able to have storage space is almost equal to nothing.

Coupled with the fact that the spear possessed an extraordinary spirituality, Fang Ye immediately thought that this spear was a heaven-level spiritual weapon!

The people who saw the Wind Thunder Pavilion were completely vigilant in a moment, and Ming Zongyao, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but curse in his heart, which bastard had exposed his body?

The young master of the Wind Thunder Pavilion had a spear in his hand, and the momentum on his body was much stronger, looking up at both sides of the valley, his eyes revealed a trace of wild breath, and he said loudly: "Wind Thunder Pavilion Chu is here lightly, who is stopping me from going way?

Chu is crazy?

What an arrogant name!

Fang Ye secretly praised in his heart, worthy of being the young pavilion master of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, this domineering momentum, this fearless mentality, at least the so-called elite children of the Shi family, the Qin family, and the Lin family, the two are not on the same level at all.

Ming Zongyao's eyes flashed coldly, now in this situation, he is ready to fly, and he has to send it!

He was also decisive enough, knowing that if he continued to wait, he would be exposed sooner or later, so he immediately shouted: "Release the arrow!"

"Woo Woo ......"

Ming Zongyao's words fell, and dozens of arrows made of steel shot out from the cliffs on both sides, glowing with a cold luster under the remnant sun, mixed with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, enveloping all the people in the Wind Thunder Pavilion.

"Jingle ......"

Everyone in the Wind Thunder Pavilion had already prepared, and the weapons in their hands danced impermeable, blocking all the arrows that attacked.

"Rats, get out!" Chu Qing shouted wildly, his long hair flicked behind his back, a trace of electric light lingered in his eyes, and a domineering majesty came out of his body.

Before Chu Qing's words fell, from the cliffs on both sides, dozens of iron arrows were issued, although the people of the Wind Thunder Pavilion stopped the arrows again, but they were already injured, blocking this wave of arrow rain, and also causing many people's wounds to burst open, and their physical strength was also consumed a lot.

After these two rounds of arrow rain, Chu Ping, the old man beside Chu Qingfang, had already seen the source of the arrows, and before the third wave of arrows was issued, the whole person quickly rose into the air, and nearly a hundred wind blades were continuously sent out in his hands, rushing towards the dozens of places where the arrows were sent out with the wind power.

"Puff puff ......"

There were several sounds of wind slashing into the flesh on the spot, and four or five people fell directly from the cliffs on both sides, and they were already exhausted!

"Kill! Kill no one! Kill this old horseman first!" Ming Zongyao stood up from behind the bushes first, and waved the folding fan in his hand downward, and gave a death order awe-inspiringly.

Ming Tai rushed up from behind a piece of bluestone next to him, and a dense layer of fiery red runes appeared around his body, taking advantage of the opportunity of Chu Ping's strength to run out, he rolled up a domineering fiery air flow, and attacked Chu Ping with the momentum of Mount Tai.

A green rune appeared on Chu Ping's body, as if he had turned into the wind, and he quickly dodged to the side, moving quickly and quickly.

Without translucent wings on his back, he was able to fly in mid-air, which was an ability that only people who had reached the realm of a Martial King possessed, which made Fang Ye envious.

As soon as Ming Tai made a move, the disciples of the Fire Sect who were hidden in the dark all rushed out, and they pounced on the people of the Wind Thunder Pavilion like wolves.

Chu Qingfang's eyes shrank, and he immediately recognized the mark of the Agni Sect, and understood that since the Agni Sect dared to make a move, he didn't plan to let him go, and immediately roared angrily: "Agni Sect! It turned out to be you bunch of miscellaneous people! If the young master doesn't die here today, he will definitely let you leave the Agni Sect chickens and dogs!"

The people of the Wind Thunder Pavilion were also full of anger, and they roared angrily and fought with the people of the Flame Sect.

It's a pity that the people of the Wind Thunder Pavilion were already injured, and after resisting the two waves of arrow rain, the consumption in the body was even greater, plus the cultivation of the people of the Flame Sect was not weaker than them, as soon as they came into contact, the people of the Wind Thunder Pavilion were pressed down, if it wasn't for their good cooperation with each other, someone would be in a different place this time.

The people of the Wind Thunder Pavilion relied on each other's tacit understanding to resist the first wave of attacks with difficulty, but they couldn't last long, and it was a matter of time before they were defeated.

The spear in Chu Qingmad's hand was like a dragon going out to sea, unpredictable, although he had not yet stepped into the realm of martial artists, he was also like a mad tiger at this time, and he injured several close martial artists in a moment.

Fang Ye shook his head secretly, that Chu Ping was injured, he was pressed by Ming Tai and had no power to fight back, and many people from the Wind Thunder Pavilion couldn't hold out for long, according to this situation, it wouldn't be long before the people of the Wind Thunder Pavilion would be wiped out.

If the people of the Wind Thunder Pavilion were finished, then Fang Ye would never have a chance again!

Fang Ye's eyes burst out with a cold killing intent and said indifferently: "Phantom, do it!"

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