"Hey...... Hey, hey, hey," Pound stood there with a pale face, smiling, even though the severe pain around him still didn't change his face, "I didn't expect it?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Sword Xuange disciple instantly suppressed the horror in his heart, "Continue to attack and see how much True Yuan he still has to repair his injuries." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone attacked again, and the sword light and sword shadow were as bright as the sun in an instant, and all kinds of majestic offensives attacked Pound, who was recovering himself.

The cruel look in the young man's eyes flashed, "You're not dead yet?"

Pang De also instantly became solemn, this offensive is extremely strong, and now he is still in the healing period of blood energy in the blood slaughter, it is not as good as before, the current footsteps are connected, and the body retreats, at the same time, the double axe in his hand dances out of bursts of blood, and the "chaotic cloak" is used again, but the body is injured, and the power of the blood-colored axe shadow is difficult to be compared with the past, it is a lot weaker.

The young man saw Pound's weakness, and when he saw that he was retreating in the direction of his retreat, he wanted to escape, and suddenly shouted, "Where to run, the sad wind is a sword"

The sudden silence of the wind even overwhelmed everyone's attacks, and the young man's figure was blurred again, and only a phantom figure that seemed to be there was seen passing by, but there was a terrible scream from Pound.

The axe flipped over, and instantly swept away the cold sword blade of the young man, and Pang De's body that had not yet been fully repaired burst out of a burst of thick blood mist, and he fled with his strength, and his speed skyrocketed by several grades in an instant, "Very good, today's hatred, Lao Tzu remembered ......"

The angry voice echoed throughout the space, and it was not difficult to hear the hatred in it.

The young man's eyebrows were furrowed, and his face was gloomy, "I didn't expect to let him run away at such a big price" After finishing speaking, the young man looked back at the disciples who were depressed, feeling the injuries in his body that were not light, and took a bite hatefully.

"A bunch of trash"

"Hou ...... Senior Brother Hou Lei...... What shall we do?" one of the disciples asked, huddled in his injured body.

"What should I do, search for me, he is more seriously injured than us, and if he finds it, he will use the sect's code to warn, I must get that spiritual treasure......!" Hou Lei's voice was cold and resolute.

"What are you looking at, why don't you get out and search?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Hou Lei!" The disciples cheered up, and some of them couldn't hold it anymore and took out the pill from their clothes, their faces recovered a little ruddy, and they didn't dare to delay at the moment, their bodies flashed rapidly, and chased in the direction of Pang De's escape.

"Hmph, I'd like to see where you can escape. ”

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......

I don't know how long it took, there were two more figures in the field of the fierce battle just now, one in a green shirt holding a sword, and the other in a black shirt with a sword, it was Yang Xuan and Bu Feng.

They were originally investigating the whereabouts of the incident, and when they heard a loud noise, they hurried over, but they were still a step too late, and all that was left of the entire venue was a mess, and there was a faint bloody gas that was still floating in the air, as well as extremely slight energy fluctuations.

"Looking at this scene, it seems that the strength of the two sides is very strong," Bu Feng said lightly.

Yang Xuan was slightly stunned, and looked at the mottled marks on the ground curiously, "It's so familiar, it seems to be similar to the traces on the stump just now," and then his nose moved slightly, as if he was sniffing something "The bloody gas is the same, one party is basically sure that it is a ghost-faced person slaughtered"

"Let's go"

"Where are you going?" Bu Feng was stunned.

"The bloody qi in the air seems to have a track, let's look for it along the way" At this point, the voice paused for a moment, "If you meet someone in the Sword Xuan Pavilion...... It depends."

Yang Xuan seemed to have something to say, but as early as the previous stump, Bu Feng had already told him about the grievances between the Chongwu Sect and the Sword Xuan Pavilion, both of which were one of the four major third-grade sects in the Southern Regions.

In the previous trials of the Flood Wilderness, many disciples of the Chongwu Sect were damaged under the conspiracy of the Sword Xuange, not to mention the competition of the sect's grade improvement, that is, the third grade was promoted to the fourth grade.

The Southern Regions of Nuoda also have this strength in these two sects, so naturally there are many disputes and deep grievances.

As for Luoxia Valley and Fu Sect, the background is still relatively shallow, and the time for establishing the sect is also short, so it is no longer listed.

Yang Xuan and Bu Feng galloped all the way, their divine thoughts diverged to the extreme, and they didn't dare to leave any slight bloody qi, and the path was naturally full of twists and turns, and the strange thing was that after chasing for only a quarter of an hour, there was no breath at all on the road ahead.

No matter how the two of them perceived it, there was not the slightest trace of blood floating, just like Pound disappeared out of thin air.

"Impossible, according to the tragedy of the scene just now, there are no corpses left, so both sides must be injured a lot, so how can they perfectly cover their breath and escape?"

Yang Xuan frowned slightly, a little unclear.

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After a night, the two of them have been looking for a long time, but it is not easy to find a person in the nameless mountains and forests, let alone a monk who is at least in the late stage of metamorphosis?

During this time, they were not without gains, along the way, they found a lot of beast corpses, and even the corpses of Sword Xuan Pavilion disciples in silver robes, all of them were pale and shriveled with their bodies, and most of their blood was drained.

"It seems that he is indeed seriously injured, when did the Sword Xuange have such a figure?" Bu Feng was a little surprised and a little puzzled.

"But I've heard that this sect is quite good at the art of combined attacks, and the cultivators in the sect are divided into teams, with three swords and three swords, which is extremely weird."

"Oh, what about this, the one who makes the sword!" Yang Xuan suddenly increased his speed and rushed to the front, and sure enough, there was a disciple of the Sword Xuan Pavilion lying in the grass, and the long sword was broken to the side.

"This is the second person to use a sword so far, if according to what you said, maybe they still have three swords and one sword left, and they have absorbed the blood of so many people, then even if the Ghost-faced Man Tu can't recover from his peak, he will definitely have the strength to fight."

Bu Feng nodded solemnly when he heard this.

"Huh?" a sudden shouting sound, which seemed extremely harsh in the silence of the mountain forest.

"Let's go, go over and have a look", the two of them unanimously got up, judged the next direction, and galloped away.

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"I underestimated you, my seriously injured body can still kill my two mid-stage disciples of Sword Xuange in one night......" Hou Lei's tone was calm, and there was a strong hatred between the lines.

The person who spoke to him was Pang De, although his face was still pale now, his spirit had recovered a lot, and it seemed that the blood of those two disciples had played a role.

Pound smiled darkly, "Hehe, there are many things you can't think of."

"In any case, I will definitely kill you by the sword today"

"Hahaha" The sneering smile suddenly turned into a wild laugh, Pound stared at the only four remaining people on the other side, and slowly spoke, "What do you mean, do you make me scared?" or...... Why do you force me to kill you?"

The axe flicked abruptly, and the blade swept through the air with a whining sound.

Looking at his gloomy eyes, Hou Lei and the other three unconsciously shuddered, although last time it was their own side that had the advantage, but it was the joint attack technique, on the single fight, no one on their side is their opponent.

Thinking of this, Hou Lei's heart sank, and then he secretly gritted his teeth, "Could it be that you really mean that you have won?"

Pang De didn't speak, holding a double axe and slashing down in the air, the rich scarlet true yuan surged, and the huge giant plate axe phantom appeared, and it was slashed away unexpectedly.

Hou Lei's pupils shrank suddenly, last time this move had a combined attack, he naturally felt that it was not very powerful, but now it is different, it can be regarded as a positive feeling of the horror of this move, and his heart can't help but shake wildly.

"Sad Wind Sword" shouted in a hurry, the sword style was slightly unstable, and the sword move that was stabbed out was split by the giant axe and did not last long and immediately collapsed, the huge force of the axe shadow fell on his body, and a tooth-sore bone sound came out, Hou Lei spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The rest of the people beside him were inferior to him, and they all snorted and sat down on the ground as well.

"Interesting, what about the rhetoric before?" Pound's face was full of jokes, and there was no mockery in his tone, "If you don't have the advantage of a joint attack, you will be cowardly?"

Hou Lei's teeth were clucking, and he wanted to retreat, he believed that as long as he wanted to leave, he couldn't stop Pang De by means of means, but when he thought of the efforts made during this time and the temptation of that spiritual treasure, the thoughts that had just sprung up were extinguished in an instant.

That's a third-order spiritual treasure, not a cabbage on the market.

Standing up a little staggered, Hou Lei's face was resolute, "You are very strong, I am not your opponent"

Pound was slightly surprised, holding a double axe, slowly walked out of the ravine that had just been split by a blow, and stood in front of him, "Really admit it?"

"Hehe, in the heart of my disciple of the Sword Xuange, I didn't admit it"

Pound didn't speak, but crossed his arms and carried an axe at his side, waiting for his next step.

"I didn't want to use it, but I'm sorry, that spirit treasure, I'm going to decide!"

"The confidence is good, but ...... Just your strength?"

Hou Lei didn't say a word, but there seemed to be a flash of hesitation in his eyes, but he was instantly suppressed by him, "Damn, three months is three months, I got this spiritual treasure, and the trip to the desolation trial will definitely make up for it."

Without hesitation, he took out a pill and took it, Hou Lei's eyes were resolute, but his clenched teeth revealed the entanglement in his heart at the moment.

At this time, Pang De frowned slightly, and the hand axe slashed horizontally, and the light and shadow of the huge plate axe reappeared, but it seemed to be slashed into the air.

The abrupt sound of "ding" gold and iron sounded, and two figures suddenly appeared between the trees on the side, it was Yang Xuan and Bu Feng.

"It's such a powerful perception, worthy of being slaughtered by the ghost-faced man" Bu Feng nodded slightly, although Pang De's blow just now was casual, but it really gave them an extremely shocking feeling, and the strength was so great that it didn't seem like a cultivator in the Mortal Realm could have it at all.

"Two more trash fish ......"

Hou Lei, who had just made up his mind to fight to the death, was stunned when he saw the comer, and the joy that had just risen in his heart suddenly fell silent again, he recognized the clothes worn by the other party, the disciple of the Chongwu Sect.

Between his thoughts, Hou Lei's mind became active, and he couldn't say that the two of them didn't know the three-grade spirit treasure that Pang De carried, so they could cooperate and kill Pang De.

After paying attention, Hou Lei pretended to be surprised, "Two friends, but you are here to kill this fang?" As soon as the words came out, seeing that the two did not answer, his heart was slightly anxious.

"This demon killed more than a dozen of my Sword Xuange disciples, I wonder if the two of you can help me avenge my dead comrades?"