There was an eagle hovering and flying in the sky above the Bandit Ridge, a pair of eagle eyes flashing, and suddenly let out a hiss. I saw a burst of blue light shoot up, hitting the eagle's head, killing it and dropping it.

Xu Feiyang was in an irritable mood, and suddenly saw the black eagle in the sky, and then recalled the eagle that he met when he passed the cliff before, and he knew a little in his heart, and then sent out a qi machine to kill it.

He clenched the long sword and sensed the blade carefully, but he didn't notice half a difference, and he couldn't help but groan.

When the mountain bandits saw Xu Feiyang's body sword standing still, they saw that his waist was bright red, and they thought that he was seriously injured and couldn't move for a while.

The man's eyes were full of evil, and he shouted loudly, and took the lead in drawing his bow and shooting arrows.

I saw that the arrows were like thunder and lightning, and they shot with a "bang", the speed and strength were far from being comparable to when he deliberately shot the boy just now, obviously this is his real strength. If it is in the ordinary world, it can be regarded as a first-class master.

With the man's guidance, the other mountain bandits used arrows to shoot bows and arrows in a volley, and those who held swords, knives, and guns shouted and rushed forward.

It's just that for cultivators, these are far from enough. The arrows that were as fast as lightning in the eyes of ordinary people were like turtles crawling under the induction of Xu Feiyang's divine soul.

He just floated lightly, and easily dodged the attack of the arrows. Lifting the long sword, he jumped across dozens of meters and rushed into the bandits, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and soon remembered the sound of wails and screams.

Xu Feiyang slashed a knife, a fist and a palm, like an autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, and soon strangled the group of mountain bandits who rushed down. He raised his eyes and stared at the bandit man and the dozen or so archers on the mountain, and gently stroked the wound on his waist with his hand, his brows furrowed, and his heart was ruthless.

A move "flashback", releasing a large number of sword shadows, covering everyone at once, before they had time to scream, one by one they were in different places, leaving only the bandit leader.

"Are there any other bandits in your bandit ridge?" asked Xu Feiyang sharply.

At this time, the bandit leader's feet trembled, the longbow in his hand had long been discarded, looking at the stumps and broken arms all over the ground, and when he saw Xu Feiyang's bloodstained body and the condensed murderous intent in his eyes, he suddenly fell to his knees with a thud.

"Spare your life, fairy! Spare your life! The villain has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and he doesn't recognize the fairy passing by, spare his life!" The man kowtowed like garlic, and he used too much force, and he was already drenched in blood.

"This seat asks you if there are other bandits in the Bandit Ridge!?" Xu Feiyang suddenly raised his voice and shouted loudly.

When the man heard this, he stopped kowtowing, raised his head, and looked at Xu Feiyang with a frightened face, as if he had seen death, shook his head, and said tremblingly: "No, no!"

As soon as the words fell, Xu Feiyang raised his sword and slashed horizontally, cut off his head, and kicked it down the slope. The dripping head rolled right in front of the old man who pretended to be robbed.

The old man just saw Xu Feiyang exerting his might and easily strangling the bandits, and he was already so frightened that he curled up, and suddenly a head rolled down in front of him, and he was so frightened that he even took a few steps back.

"Ahh

"Immortals spare their lives, immortals spare their lives!" Seeing Xu Feiyang coming over step by step, the old man did not choose to run away like a bandit leader, but knelt down and begged for mercy.

"You guys are doing a really good job, it's very good! It's just a pity that this seat is not your ordinary, otherwise it would really let you get it. Oh no, you have already succeeded, it's almost lucky, this seat has always been careful, and the exercises you practice are even more painstaking warnings, and you dodged this fatal sword slightly sideways at a critical moment!"

Xu Feiyang said as he walked, his face gradually became hideous, as if he had a great anger to vent, and kept raising his voice.

"Since this seat is still alive, then you can't wait for the mortal moth to live in the world, polish your eyes in the next life and be a good person!" After speaking, he touched his hand, and a fireball flew out of his hand, covering the old man in one fell swoop.

The old man, who was still begging for mercy, suddenly let out a miserable howl, which was extremely incomparable. It's a pity that Xu Feiyang has already been ruthless after this battle, and he has no compassion at all, and allows the fire to burn the old man to ashes.

After dealing with these bandits, Xu Feiyang sat cross-legged with some fatigue, took out a few healing talismans from his body, gently patted them on the wound, and then felt the changes in the wound with his heart.

After ten breaths, the healing effect disappeared, but the wound did not improve in the slightest, but there seemed to be silver threads in the flesh of the wound, interspersed back and forth in the flesh near the wound, so that the wound not only did not show improvement, but also had a tendency to deteriorate further.

Xu Feiyang's face darkened, and then he injected the true yuan, wanting to use the true yuan to disperse the silver thread. To his great surprise, as soon as Zhen Yuan came into contact with the silver wire, he was devoured by the silver wire, which instead contributed to the activity of the silver wire.

Now he was completely out of shape, turning his head to look at the headless young man's body on the ground, and his heart hated itchy teeth. If he hadn't been nosy, with his usual caution, how could he have let this person get close.

If he could bring people back to life, he would climb up and try to revive the person and kill him again.

Sighing, he stood up, ripped a piece of cloth from his clothes, wrapped the wound, and took out a new piece of clothing to change. Since he has no choice, he can only go back to the sect first, there are many predecessors in the sect, and there should be a way to solve it.

He looked at the long sword and found a wooden scabbard in the package next to the old man. I don't know what kind of spiritual material this scabbard is, there is no wooden annual ring seal on the gray-brown scabbard, and it looks simple and gorgeous.

This sword is so weird that it can ignore the defense of spiritual weapons, even if it is not a spiritual weapon, it is extraordinary when you think about it. It's a pity to lose it, maybe you can use it in the future.

The long sword was put into the sheath and the true yuan was run, and I wanted to store the long sword in the storage bag, but I didn't expect that it couldn't be stored at all, no matter how the real yuan was moved, the long sword did not move. Forcibly pinching the trick to attract, it also caused a burst of vibration from the storage bag, as if it was about to explode, and he stopped urgently.

"What the hell is this sword? It can't even be stored in the storage space! It must not be an ordinary thing, but its sword body has no spiritual fluctuations, and it is not like a spiritual treasure. It seems that I have to take it back and study it slowly. Xu Feiyang muttered to himself.

Originally, he planned to store it in the Qiankun Tower, but in this empty mountain field, he was worried about being spied on, so he finally dispelled this idea.

After all, along the way, if you want to talk about its most important treasure, it must be the Qiankun Tower. Although the tower has only opened the first floor of space, it has only developed the function of storage.

However, the ability to transform the True Element into Chaotic Qi and transform the Birth Divine Consciousness alone would benefit him a lot. There is also the "Nine Changes of Qiankun" exercise, which has already become his capital based on the cultivation realm.

Thinking of this, Xu Feiyang shook his head, and had to smile bitterly and bind the long sword to his waist with a cloth, like those Jianghu rangers.

Summoning a thousand horses, turning over his horse, he continued in the direction of the mountain gate. It's just the bump of the horse, which makes the wound on his waist shrink one by one, and it is very uncomfortable, and sometimes his face shows a trace of pain.