"Senpai!"

Jiang Baihe hurriedly rushed forward while yelling, almost using all his strength to support Hao Wujiang's backward figure, and in the process, the scarlet blood also splashed himself.

Hao Wujiang's body trembled, and before he could struggle to stand up, he opened his mouth and coughed up a mouthful of blood. After he ate Fa Rong's unpretentious palm, he didn't know how many ribs in his chest were broken.

But when Hao Wujiang took a deep breath and wanted to try to seal the wound with spiritual power, the breath in the clinker's body suddenly rioted at this moment, and there were even faint signs of dissipation, and the wounds were also bleeding.

At that moment, Hao Wujiang suddenly found that the spiritual power he had condensed could no longer be stable, and slowly overflowed along the loopholes that appeared out of thin air in the meridians.

Although he knew he had been tricked, it was too late.

This change made his throat sweet, and he couldn't help but forcibly suppress a mouthful of blood that was about to spurt out, and the whole person's face turned pale instantly, and his eyes seemed to be about to erupt flames:

"This ...... It's the long-disappeared Demon Sect's Transformation Spirit Palm!Fa Rong, as a Taoist scholar, you are willing to fall into the Demon Dao!"

Hao Wujiang only felt that his heart had completely sunk to the bottom, what happened in the divine grace in the five years that he disappeared?

The top cultivator sects have defected to the alien race, and even the Cangwu Taoist Temple has chosen to fall into the demon path.

Is this still your own divine grace?!

After probing and confirming that the injuries in Hao Wujiang's body were caused by the Spirit Transformation Palm, Jiang Baihe's complexion immediately changed, and he only felt that his brain was buzzing.

The long-disappeared spirit palm has reappeared in the dust.

As the name suggests, this is an extremely insidious move, and in one palm, it can even shake away all the spiritual power of a cultivator.

And when the cultivation is lost, no matter what realm the cultivator is, he will become a mortal!

Even, this poisonous spirit palm does not have any way to resolve it!

But for Jiang Baihe and the others, Hao Wujiang has already become his close and best friend, not to mention that a cultivator with this true temperament, as the lord of the country, is inevitably a blessing for the divine grace.

If he became a mortal because of this change, for Hao Wujiang, it would be even more uncomfortable than killing him!

Nan Xiangyan, who had been injured before, frowned, reached out to wipe away the trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, her beautiful eyes shot a sharp killing light, and said coldly:

"The technique of peeping at the cult, in vain for you to claim to be a Taoist scholar, can use such indiscriminate means!"

But on the contrary, the people of Cangwu Taoist Temple were not too surprised by this matter, and from the expressions on their faces, as if they had known about it for a long time, they all had gloomy smiles on their faces, and they did not explain.

After hearing this, Fa Rong just slowly twisted his beard, and said lightly:

"I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, if the female benefactor voluntarily left with the poor road, I could consider sparing your companion's life......"

As he spoke, Fa Rong's gaze quickly swept over the surviving Sword Village people, and when he noticed the curved bow behind the frost and snow, he didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, the young cultivator in front of him was not Shangguan Yun, so he couldn't let himself be too vigilant at all.

Bow cultivation has always been the most difficult to cultivate, and the countless cultivators in the divine grace are only one Shangguan Yun.

In addition, most of the few people left in the Sword Village were only Divine Movement Realm cultivators. As a result, today's situation, in Fa Rong's heart, has come to a complete end.

"Hahaha, Nan Fairy, if you tie your hands, you can avoid the pain of skin and flesh!"

Xu Jintao sneered, his obscene gaze seemed to be about to eat Nan Xiangyan through, obviously his evil fire was about to be uncontrollable.

Suddenly, many Taoist priests were holding their hands to their chests, and a frivolous meaning appeared in everyone's eyes, and laughter came and went, staring at Nan Xiangyan with bad intentions.

At this moment, Nan Xiangyan's wonderful eyes were already blood-red, and she could only clench her fists weakly after suffering a heavy blow.

Could it be that only by committing suicide here can it be possible to escape?

Could it be that the last bit of strength he had left should be used in such a place?

After sighing lightly, Hao Wujiang and Jiang Baihe's faces couldn't help but show a sad color, they lost the strength to continue the battle, and the whole person trembled with anger, but they didn't even have the intention to scold.

Looking back and forth at Nan Xiangyan's somewhat desperate face, Fa Rong, whose face was flushed, sneered, and then quietly glanced at a cloud in the sky above, in which there was a hidden existence that he followed. Zilang literature

The person who came was a great power of the heaven-level cultivation realm, and even more of a demon sect.

Not only did he teach Fa Rong the secrets of many demon sects, but he also cultivated them to the pinnacle of the Earth Emperor Realm.

I saw that the cloud above seemed to have life fluctuations, faintly blooming with a little brilliance, but this feeling was extremely subtle, and it was hidden from everyone's eyes for a while.

Except for Fa Rong, who knew in advance, the other cultivators were all unaware of the existence of another supreme combat force in the field.

The next moment, a divine thought came from the clouds, and it disappeared into Fa Rong's sea of consciousness:

"Fa Rong, since the dust has settled here, I will naturally rush back to Lu Xuanxiu's True Kingdom, and when you find out the news about the Ancient Tree of Enlightenment, you will tell me separately......"

"Young generations thank the benefactors for their help......"

Immediately after, Fa Rong bowed upwards abruptly, with a look of respect on his face.

Everyone was slightly stunned by his sudden actions and words.

Could it be that there was still a great cultivator hidden here before?

Seeing Fa Rong completely let down his guard, Frost Snow was overjoyed and secretly exclaimed:

Golden opportunity!

At that moment, Fa Rong, who was respectful to the sky, suddenly trembled in his ears, and faintly heard a faint sound of Zhang Xian, and his heart beat wildly without warning.

"Not good!" Fa Rong suddenly changed color, and the power of this arrow even made him smell a hint of death.

The eyes of the frost and snow were already covered with a layer of mist, and the divine bow in his hand was unstringed, shooting out a cold light that made everyone's hearts tremble, roaring towards Fa Rong, as long as he was hit by this arrow, he would inevitably be wiped out.

After pulling the bowstring, Frost Snow's figure couldn't help but stagger, and this blow drained almost all of his spiritual power, making him feel dizzy in his brain.

At this moment, the Taishang Forgotten Dust Arrow was used by Frost and Snow with more refined cultivation.

Everywhere he passed, even the space seemed to be distorted, and the field fell into a rage because of the arrow.

I saw that the whistling arrow turned into a streamer, constantly leaving a series of afterimages in the air, and instantly appeared in front of Fa Rong's eyebrows, this arrow has broken through the limit of what can be captured by the naked eye!

One arrow, forget the dust, forget the suffering, forget the sentient beings!

Before everyone could react, a chilling voice had already been heard from the sky......

Shout~

Fa Rong's eyes showed an incredible look, and in the face of this killing move, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest!

With a sudden loud sigh, the spiritual power gathered by countless Dao Dao condensed a little on Fa Rong's index finger, and even the power exuded by his entire person skyrocketed a few points here.

Ding Ding Ding Ding ~

I saw that Fa Rong's pupils seemed to have a spark beating, and he quickly stretched out two fingers, and suddenly, poked straight to the side of the arrow, and then his body retreated sharply, and the clouds flashed on the arrow again with dozens of dull collisions.

"This is a Yang Xuanzhi...... It is rumored that after the first generation of the patriarch of Cangwu Taoist Temple is refined, he can even point to the mountains. ”

Hao Wujiang's face sank like water, and he immediately recognized this move as well-informed, and the power of the Spirit Transformation Palm continued, making his whole person weak.

During the entire collision, it was like boiling oil and pouring snow, and only a series of extremely harsh and shrill voices were heard constantly erupting from Fa Rong's fingers. However, after that series of stagnation explosions, when the whereabouts of the Forgotten Dust Arrow still did not change in the slightest, Fa Rong's complexion really changed!

Burst~

The sound of the sharp blade piercing the flesh finally sounded, and the arrow was still castrated under the previous desperate resistance of Fa Rong, but it deflected a few directions, penetrating Fa Rong's entire left shoulder, and submerged into the distant sky.

This sudden arrow made all the cultivators of the Cangwu Taoist Temple couldn't help but gasp, and their eyes couldn't help but be a little more solemn when they looked at the frost and snow.

At this moment, Fa Rong looked at his broken shoulders in a daze, squinted slightly, and said coldly:

"In the divine grace, when did a bow cultivator far surpass Shangguan Yun appear, who are you......