Chapter Seventy-Five: Sailing on the Vast Sea

"Oops!"

The smile on Pang Xie's face lasted for less than three seconds, and suddenly showed a bitter color, as if someone had stuffed a bitter gourd into his mouth, because he found that the Northern Stygian Sword in his hand had sunk into the sea of sand with the man.

"It's miserable. Pang Xie muttered, the Northern Immortal Sword is not precious, but in the sea of sand, if you lose the weapon in your hand, you can't supply it for a while, and your martial arts must at least be discounted in half.

However, even if this is the case, there is no other way but to go back first, and then make plans.

Pang Xie breathed a sigh of relief, rested for a while, and then walked back, don't look at the ease he killed just now, a sword stabbed the person to death a hundred steps away, in fact, he rushed all the way to the body, all relying on a breath of internal qi in his chest, he had consumed seven seven or eight of his internal qi, and the last sword shot out, and it was better to exhaust his internal qi.

At this moment, if you don't take the opportunity to recover a little, if there is a big war when you go back, you can only play soy sauce.

He walked very slowly, looking as he went, looking in all directions, looking for any other enemies, but finding nothing.

A moment later, Pang Xie saw from a distance the rock where he had just spent the night, and saw that the bee swarm in the sky and the poisonous scorpion in the ground had disappeared, and everyone was already sitting in place to rest.

"Senior Brother Bai, have you cleaned him up?" Mo Falcon looked at Pang Xie from afar.

"Fortunately, I was not dishonored. Pang Xie said with a smile.

"I knew that Senior Brother was powerful!" Mo Falcon laughed, as early as when the bee swarm and poisonous scorpions dispersed, he knew that Pang Xie and Ruyi Monk must have succeeded, and he asked from afar just now, half of them wanted to verify it, and the other half was to take the opportunity to boast.

Pang Xie walked under the boulder, flew up, jumped on the rock, and was about to talk and laugh a few words to soothe everyone's emotions, when he suddenly lowered his head and saw the corpses of Zuo Cangqiong and Tian Yaozu, his face suddenly became heavy, he sighed, and said: "It's a pity, it's a pity!"

"It's a pity that they wouldn't have died!" Mo Harrier said suddenly, and the other people were stunned.

"Hmm, what do you mean by that?" said Kongoji Hirotai angrily.

"If you don't understand what I mean, why did you answer?" Mo Harrier said coldly.

"Mo Shaoxia, do you think that Master Huiming didn't help him, which led to the death of the two young heroes?" asked a person in the distance.

Pang Xie looked back, only to see the Ruyi monk coming slowly from the southeast, dressed in white with a stick, the treasure was solemn, as if a real Buddha was born, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart, what a handsome monk, his appearance is really good, no wonder there are so many fans.

"Hmph!" Mo Harrier didn't explain. However, with his attitude, everyone else knows what he thinks.

"Mo Shaoxia, it's wrong for you to think so. "The monk is not in a hurry to speak.

"......" Mo Harrier didn't come back, and he didn't know if he was disdainful, or he didn't bother to say it.

"The little monk grew up in the King Kong Temple since he was a child, and he practiced under the seat of Master Hui Ming for three years, learning the strong Vajra palm method, but when the little monk rushed out of the swarm, he was also nine deaths, and Master Hui Ming also did not make a move, does Mo Shaoxia think that Master Hui Ming also does not care about the life of the little monk?"

Between speaking, the Ruyi monk has rushed to the bottom of the boulder, a little on tiptoe, floating up, like a white cloud floating in the air, in terms of light work, he is not as good as Mu Tianyin, but when it comes to the graceful posture, far above Mu Tianyin.

Huiming didn't help just now, everyone was more or less a little guilty, but they didn't say it like Mo Harrier, so when Mo Harrier mocked Huiming, except for the monk of King Kong Temple, no one else opened their mouths.

However, after what the monk Ruyi said, everyone thought in their hearts, it was true, Huiming didn't even save the disciples of King Kong Temple, how could he save Tian Yaozu and Zuo Cangqiong, although he was still unhappy in his heart, but he was not as resentful as Huiming just now.

"Who knows what you people from the King Kong Temple think!" Mo Harrier held back for a while and said in a cold voice.

"Second child, that's enough!" Mo Falcon was a little blind, knowing that if he continued, he would inevitably anger Huiming, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to stop it.

Mo Harrier snorted, turned around and walked a few steps, no longer speaking, and Mo Falcon followed.

"Zen Master Huiming, Mo Harrier is still young, and he doesn't understand many things, please forgive Zen Master!" Pang Xie said.

Pang Xie knew in his heart that they and Huiming were not related, they were just going to complete a task together, Huiming was willing to help, that was great, if they were unwilling to make a move, then there was nothing to say, as for why Huiming chose to stand by, there must be his reasons, but this reason may not let them know.

"It doesn't matter. Zen Master Huiming whispered, closed his eyes again, sat down cross-legged, and did not say anything more.

......

"Okay, okay, everyone has been fighting for most of the day, the night is on duty, the rest is due to rest, and the ...... tomorrow is going to be"

Mu Tianyin saw that everyone's faces were not good-looking, and knew that it would inevitably be unhappy if she continued to talk about it, so she came forward to persuade her, and she was a little girl to persuade her, even if others were unhappy, it was not good to be angry with her.

Syllable!

Before she could finish speaking, Pang Xie's face changed suddenly, his body shook forward, and he came to Mu Tianyin's body, his right palm suddenly poked out, and a palm slapped on her right shoulder, slapping her back three feet.

"You!"

Mu Tianyin was taken aback, never dreaming that Pang Xie would make a move on her.

Airplanes!

Before Mu Tianyin could get angry, she saw a long arrow about three feet long and as thick as a cup pass between her and Pang Xie, and a few strands of feathers at the end of the arrow grazed her face, and she suddenly felt a hot pain, and her heart couldn't help but thump.

Ling Mao is still so powerful, if he is shot by an iron arrow, he is afraid that he will really be crushed!

"Where did you get the Iron Arrow?"

Before Mu Tianyin could react, he heard a scream of "ah" from behind him, and when he looked back, he saw two other iron arrows attacking, hitting Wei Hai of the Forging Front Hall and another disciple of the King Kong Temple respectively.

Among them, an arrow passed through Wei Hai's chest, opening a blood hole the size of a skull in his chest, almost shooting him into two arrows, blood splashed, splashing out, seeing that there was no life, and there was no chance to live.

As for the disciple of the King Kong Temple, he was ten times worse than Wei Hai, he was shot in the head with an arrow, and the entire head exploded into a cloud of blood mist, red and white things, splashed everywhere, and more than ten people present were all splashed a lot.

"Gross!"

When Mu Tianyin saw this scene, his first reaction was not fear, but disgust, nausea from the heart, and he hurriedly bent down and wanted to vomit.

Fortunately, Pang Xie was right on the left and right, stretched out his hand, and patted her on the back of the heart, which suppressed her feeling of vomiting.

"Are you alright?" asked Ponsie with concern.

"What happened?" Mu Tianyin asked, pale, holding his legs.

"You can see it at a glance. Ponsie said.

Mu Tianyin took a deep breath, looked in the direction of Pang Xie's finger, and suddenly saw a strange scene.

I saw that Gao Feng, Ruyi Monk, and Ren Hao had jumped off the boulder and rushed to the north quickly, not far in front of these three people, there were three small boats floating on the white sand, blowing sails, and sailing towards everyone!