Above thousands of feet in the sky, in the vast sea of clouds, a fleet composed of three "psionic warships", ten "giant crane" troop carriers, and 23 large and small transport ships are running in parallel with each other, forming a long snake formation shuttling through the layers of clouds and mist, breaking through the clouds and moving forward.

Behind the fleet hall is a slender brown battleship, the flagship of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect "Sand Scorpion", is a two-star firepower battleship, with a total of nineteen "psionic naval guns", the stern main gun "Scorpion Needle", a firepower index of 1,000 megabytes, nine left and right psionic secondary guns, and a firepower index of 150 trillion, which is a rare "elite warship".

"Sect Master, the Tianluo people are still hanging about three hundred miles behind, neither chasing nor being thrown away. A sword light fell to the stern of the ship, and it was a capable scout of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, who leaned down and bowed down and said.

"Let's go down and rest!" Yuwen Chengtian nodded and replied.

"What kind of tricks are you playing again!" Yuwen Chengfeng said with a frown.

Two days ago, the Great Wilderness Sword Sect evacuated from Qingfeng City, and the Tianluo Tantric Sect heard the letter and followed, because the Great Wilderness Sword Sect was carrying a large number of supplies, the large and small transport ships in the fleet were not moving fast, and the Tianluo Tantric Sect's fleet quickly caught up.

When the three "psionic warships" of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect were ready to face the battle, the fleet of the Tianluo Tantric Sect did not attack, but kept hanging tightly in the rear, not knowing what kind of tricks they had.

"They were waiting for the other two "Snow Wolf Battleships" to arrive and rendezvous. Yuwen Chengtian stood at the stern of the ship with his hands in his hands, and said with a solemn expression.

"Senior brother, when will the help of the Spirit Ice Palace arrive?" Yuwen Chengfeng's face became even more ugly, and he asked worriedly.

"There will be no reinforcements for the time being, yesterday the Luo Mi Sect launched a fierce offensive in Woma Lake, and the Lingbing Palace could not distinguish people, and the "Hanluan Zhenren" sent a spiritual letter, so that the sect left its baggage, moved forward lightly, and hurried to the rendezvous, and she would send people to meet as soon as possible. Yuwen Chengtian showed a trace of sadness and said slowly.

"Senior brother, how is this good?" Yuwen Chengfeng couldn't help but panic, and then opened his mouth to mention: "Or according to what "Hanluan Zhenren" said, leave your baggage, the world often says, stay in the green mountains, don't worry about no material burning, and then get through this pass first." ”

According to the current speed of the Zongmen fleet, it will take at least seven or eight days to reach Woma Lake, and the Tianluo Tantra can catch up at any time, which is too dangerous, but the only way to do this is to abandon the large and small transport ships and increase the speed of the fleet, even if the other two "Snow Wolf Battleships" of the Tianluo Tantra come to meet, it will not be so easy to catch up.

"It's not time yet, and I'll stay for my brother to meet the "old monk". Yuwen Chengtian pondered for a long time and said calmly.

After the "Great Wilderness Valley", where the sect was stationed, the batch of baggage withdrawn from Qingfeng City was already the last part of the sect's materials, including a large number of spiritual materials, magic weapons, and a large number of spirit stones accumulated in the city.

"Senior brother, no, it's too dangerous!" Yuwen Chengfeng couldn't help but be stunned, and then immediately opened his mouth to persuade, senior brother is risking his life, and wants to use his own strength to contain the entire Tianluo fleet in the rear, and buy time for the evacuation of the sect fleet.

"Don't worry! Yuwen Chengtian said with a firm expression.

"That Chengfeng also stayed and helped the senior brother. Yuwen Chengfeng knew that persuasion would not move, and said solemnly.

Yuwen Chengtian turned around and patted his cousin Yuwen Chengfeng on the shoulder, and said with relief: "Chengfeng, you and the "Chixi Daoyou" can stay and take care of the fleet, and promise you for your brother that you will withdraw as soon as there is danger, who can keep those bald people?"

The "Chixi Daoyou" in Yuwen Chengtian's mouth is the second elder of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect "Chixi Zhenren", outside of the Yuwen family of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, the only monk with the surname Jindan, is a casual cultivator friend whom Yuwen Chengtian met when he traveled to Zhongzhou, and was invited to the Great Wilderness Sword Sect thousands of years ago and was given the position of "Elder".

"Then senior brother must be careful!" Senior brother's cultivation is only one step away from Jin Dan, and his swordsmanship is even more superb, as long as he doesn't fall too deep, he really can't keep the other party if he wants to get out, and he insists on following, and then he will only drag his feet, so he won't persuade again.

In addition, "Chixi Daoyou", although he has enjoyed the worship of the sect for thousands of years, but now that the sect has fallen to such a field, once he and his senior brother are not around, I am afraid that he will have other thoughts.

"Senior brother, do you want to follow closer! Don't let them run away!" said worriedly, "Hongzheng" is the youngest Jindan Zen master among the eight sons of Tianluo, who married two hundred years ago.

"There is no need to push too hard, in two days, the two junior disciples of "Hongyang" and "Hongguang" will be able to arrive, and it will not be too late to launch an attack again!" Standing like a bronze pillar and the current sect leader of the Tianluo Tantric Sect, "Hongfa", opened his mouth and replied.

"Rest assured, when "Hongyang" and "Hongguang" arrive, none of them will be able to run. "Hongzhen", who is wrinkled and thin, said with a chuckle.

The three of them stood on the bow of the two-star battleship "Golden Yak", the hull of this ship is wide and thick, the whole body is golden, and a golden ramming horn sticks out on both sides of the bow, just like a golden bull, it is a "escort" warship, the strength of the "psionic shield" and the defense of the hull armor are very outstanding.

Behind the "Golden Yak Battleship" are two one-star battleships "Black Wolf", the hull is slender and inky black, which are two "cruise-type warships", followed by ten "Giant Crane" troop carriers, and four "Gray Luo" medium-sized transport ships, the entire fleet is headed by the "Golden Yak Battleship", which follows the Great Wilderness Sword Sect fleet about 300 miles.

"Senior Brother Hongguang's left arm has been cut off, Senior Brother, do you have a way to connect it?" Hongzheng said with a heartbroken look on his face.

"Wait for the senior brother Hongguang to come to the rendezvous, try it for the brother!" Zen Master Hongfa couldn't help frowning, the junior brother Hongguang was hit by the Great Wilderness Sword Sect "Yuwen Chengjiao" on the verge of death, cut off his left arm, and said that the muscles and bones at the fracture were ulcerated, and he took all kinds of healing pills, but he did not get better.

According to this injury, the muscles and bones at the fracture should have no vitality, and the probability of reconnecting the broken arm is extremely small, and the Zen master of Hongfa is not very sure, several Jindan sword cultivators of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, and the cultivation of sword qi contains the innate "Xunyi essence", which contains a unique rotting power, and is injured by this essence, and it is extremely difficult to recover from the wound.

Suddenly, the three Jindan Zen masters all showed surprise on their faces, and their eyes looked straight ahead, only to see a person floating in the sea of clouds in the distance, with a dignified body, holding a three-foot ancient sword, eyebrows like lacquer, eyes lightly closed, and three thousand white hairs flying in the wind, like an ancient sword fairy.

"Senior brother, it's Yuwen Chengtian!What does he want to do?" Zen Master Hongzheng took a closer look, and this person was actually the sect master of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect "Yuwen Chengtian", and couldn't help but speak.

"Do you want to stop us with the strength of one person, hum! I can't do it!" Zen Master Hongzhen on the side said disdainfully.

"Summons, pause forward. Zen Master Hongbo had a solemn face and ordered the fleet to stop moving forward, he didn't know what this "Yuwen Chengtian" move meant? This person is really so conceited, he dares to come alone, and he is not afraid that there will be no return?

The entire fleet of the Tianluo Tantric Sect quickly stopped, and the three "psionic warships" stepped forward, lined up, and the muzzles of the guns were all pointed at the sect master of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect in the distance, and the sect master "Hongfa" jumped out of the battleship, turned into a "mixed yuan arhat", and slowly flew towards "Yuwen Chengtian".