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Yuwen Feixiang didn't expect that someone would really dare to attack him, and this sword light came extremely abruptly, missed a blow, and quickly retreated in the gray poisonous mist, but Yuwen Feixiang didn't lock the direction of the sneak attacker for a while.

This golden sword light, between the light and the stone and fire, seemed to suddenly attract the greed of the monks peeping around, followed by the golden light, and several magic weapons were mixed with several spells, slashing at Yuwen Feixiang and the two of them.

Guan Hao was shocked in his heart when the golden sword light appeared, and then quickly put the 'Static Salivation' in the storage artifact, and then threw a cyan flying sword to assist Yuwen Feixiang to resist the magic weapons and magic spells flying from all directions.

However, Guan Hao soon discovered that these attacks were aimed at him, and Yuwen Feixiang was defending him against everyone's attacks.

Guan Hao was also a quick-witted person, and Ma guessed that these people were actually coming for the ground-level spiritual objects in their hands.

However, when the first golden sword light hit before, it was not aimed at Guan Hao, but directly slashed towards Yuwen Feixiang, and it never appeared again after missing the blow.

Yuwen Feixiang was born in the first family of Middle Earth, and his family history is naturally no longer a problem, and he has dabbled in many cultivation techniques and magic powers in the cultivation world, and has a wide range of knowledge, but these attacks from the surrounding poisonous fog are chaotic, and they seem to have no clue, although the true yuan contained in each attack is very strong, but the power is very little.

Yuwen Feixiang was quite puzzled at first, but soon understood that although the monks who were sneaking up on the surroundings were greedy, they were all in the prestige of the first family in Middle-earth, so they all hid their true magical powers, so as not to be seen by Yuwen Feixiang, and they would be sought revenge by the Yuwen family in the future. , so all these attacks seemed plausible, and Yuwen Feixiang was able to temporarily stabilize his position under the siege of many monks with his own strong strength.

However, there is not only one monk hidden around after all, although they all conceal their respective sect backgrounds and cultivate the number of paths, but several people besiege together, Rao is Yuwen Feixiang is strong strength, and after a long time, he will inevitably fall into the disadvantage, and finally die under the siege of everyone.

However, Yuwen Feixiang was helpless against such a situation, only to see him suddenly throw out a shield that flashed with thunder, and as soon as the shield flew above Yuwen Feixiang's head, it was blown to pieces under the siege of many attacks.

Just when everyone was puzzled by how the covered thunder light shield was so bad, they saw that the exploded thunder light shield suddenly formed a huge thunder light shield around Yuwen Feixiang, the thunder light cover Yuwen Feixiang and Guan Hao Tuan group, the surrounding attacks hit the thunder light cover, but were resolved by a flickering thunder light, and the thunder light hit the magic weapon, and it also made it difficult for the monk to control the magic weapon for a while, fortunately, at this time everyone was besieging Yuwen Feixiang, so that he had no time to care, if it was in the process of one-on-one battle, it was the moment when the magic weapon lost control, and it was the moment when Yuwen Feixiang counterattacked and killed。

"Talismans!"

"How can the heirs of the Yuwen family not have a talisman!"

"It's hard to say. ”

"Let's break his talisman first!"

"I'm afraid of ......"

Yuwen Feixiang listened to the strange tones around him, and knew that this was also the fact that everyone was unanimously covering up their true tones, so he couldn't help sneering, and there was another wooden sword in his hand that was engraved with various runes.

"It's a talisman again!"

"Oh no, it's a talisman flying sword!"

"The Yuwen family is really rich!"

In the exclamation of the monks, the talisman flying sword quickly disintegrated with Yuwen Feixiang's mouth: "Hurry", countless sword lights scattered out from the disintegrating talisman, and the monks hidden in all directions were in a hurry, shouting and scolding.

Yuwen Feixiang smiled coldly and whispered to Guan Hao beside him: "Go!"

Guan Hao didn't dare to slack off when he heard this, and hurriedly flew out behind Yuwen Feixiang.

Although Yuwen Feixiang's talisman flying sword brought a lot of trouble to the monks who were sneaking around, there were still a few monks who dodged the attack that burst out of the talisman, and seeing that Yuwen Feixiang and the two were about to escape, they all took action to block it, and for a while, although Yuwen Feixiang tried his best to resist, there were still many attacks that shook the thunder shield of Yuwen Feixiang and Guan Hao.

Yuwen Feixiang's face was pale, and he reached out and took out an object from the storage magic weapon, and the surrounding monks thought that he was going to use the talisman again, and the whole offensive suddenly stagnated, and they all secretly scolded this person for being a loser, but in his heart he was more and more jealous of the Yuwen family, but what Yuwen Feixiang held in his hand was just a sound transmission magic sword.

"Oh no, stop him!"

Many monks had already realized something, and they all spoke up, but it was too late, and the Sound Transmission Sword disappeared through the gray poisonous mist in Yuwen Feixiang's sneer.

At this moment, Yuwen Feixiang and the others had already relied on the defense of the thunder light mask to resist everyone's attacks, and they were about to break out.

"Hmph! As long as you break out of the encirclement of everyone, after a while, the ancestor of the family will be able to rush over from the interior of the Fallen Great Islands, and when the time comes, these overseas monks who have violated the majesty of the Yuwen family will definitely be killed, when has the dignity of the Yuwen family been so provocated!"

However, just when Yuwen Feixiang and the others were about to break out of the encirclement, the thunder light cover that shrouded the two of them shook suddenly, and the shield made of hundreds of thunder lights suddenly disintegrated, and hundreds of electric lights rushed towards the surroundings, and the thunder light cover also completely dissipated.

Just when Yuwen Feixiang and the others took advantage of the cover of the thunder light that finally collapsed and raged to break through the entanglement of the last monk, the golden sword light that had not appeared since causing everyone to besiege Yuwen Feixiang and the others once again pierced through the heavy fog and appeared head-on in the direction of the two breaking through.

Yuwen Feixiang's expression was gloomy, and he hated it in his heart, he had just been besieged by many people, although he relied on two talismans to support it, but the consumption of his true yuan was also quite large, this sword light naturally did not take it to heart in the heyday of Yuwen Feixiang, but at this moment he had to concentrate on it.

With a crisp "crackle", Yuwen Feixiang had a purple copper drum with lightning flashing in his hand, while the golden flying sword body staggered away from time to time with electric sparks.

Although this golden sword light returned in vain, it successfully delayed Yuwen's flying breakthrough. The monk who had been blocked by the Yuwen Flying Talisman saw that he could take advantage of the opportunity, and surrounded him again like a group of bloody sharks.

Yuwen Feixiang roared angrily, he hated the two golden sword lights that appeared just right, this was obviously someone who was premeditated to calculate with him.

Under the combined attack of all the monks, even if Yuwen Feixiang was a genius in the sky, he was invincible with two fists and four hands, and he was beaten to the point of spitting blood, and although Guan Hao on the side had Yuwen Feixiang trying his best to protect him, Yuwen Feixiang was still too busy to take care of himself at this moment, and Guan Hao had already been seriously injured.

"Second class damned!"

Yuwen Feixiang's face was hideous, and a misty talisman was suddenly torn apart in Yuwen Feixiang's hand.

The scattered debris of the captives scattered in the air formed a golden portal, and the light in the portal was shining, and a huge force suddenly came, and the entire portal roared loudly, as if someone was about to break it from the inside.

"Who is it, who dares to make a move on my Yuwen family monk!"

A majestic and heavy shout came from behind the portal that was about to be shattered.

"It's not good, it's a teleportation talisman, and the law phase monk of the Yuwen family is about to arrive!"

In such a dangerous place as the Fallen Great Archipelago, the Ancestor of the Law Ministers generally rarely used the Spatial Divine Power to travel across the country, which is why Yuwen Feixiang had to use the Sound Transmission Sword to notify the Ancestors of the Family Law Ministers to come to respond.

And this teleportation talisman can only be possessed by the most prominent family members in the Yuwen family, in order to save their lives at the last moment.

The teleportation talisman was originally a treasure at the bottom of Yuwen Feixiang's box, and he would never take it out and use it unless he had to, because in this case, it would undoubtedly reduce his status in the eyes of the family ancestor, but at this time, Yuwen Feixiang was really at the moment of life and death, but he couldn't afford not to use it.

"You must kill the Faxiang Monk before he arrives, otherwise everyone will not be able to get any benefits!"

"The outstanding son of the Yuwen family, not to mention the 'still liquid salivation' of the earth-level product, how much net worth does he have in his storage magic weapon?

"Don't talk nonsense, kill him first!"

"Boom!"

There was another muffled sound, and the portal formed by the torn talisman shook again, and the void in the portal continued to ripple like water waves.

Yuwen Feixiang faced the siege of everyone at this time, although his face became more and more pale, his expression became calm.

After Yuwen Feixiang repelled the obstruction of the golden sword light with the thunder light copper drum, he did not take this natal magic weapon back into his body.

Yuwen Feixiang raised his hands, the thunder copper drum suddenly turned into more than half a person high, a pair of purple electric copper mallets appeared in his hands, Yuwen Feixiang waved his hands suddenly, and a thunderbolt suddenly exploded around him, and the two magic weapons flying from a distance suddenly seemed to be drunk, and they lost control in the sky, and their power was greatly reduced.

Although Yuwen Feixiang's purple copper drum is powerful, and each blow can repel or annihilate the attacking magic weapons and supernatural powers, Yuwen Feixiang's every swing of a pair of copper mallets seems to be quite far away, and it costs a lot of true yuan mana.

His natal magic weapon seems to be the same as Lu Ping's natal Yuanchen array, although the power is overwhelming, but the cost of true yuan is a great burden for the monk, Lu Ping fortunately smelted the Xuanyuan heavy water by luck, this problem has been preliminarily solved, and Yuwen Feixiang Although his cultivation is also the best among the monks of the same level, he has never smelted the Xuanyuan heavy water This can enhance the spiritual object of the monk's true yuan, and the grade of the purple copper drum is much higher than Lu Ping's natal yuan pearl and the nine-grade white jade lotus array, plus Yuwen Feng thinks that it is also at the end of the strong crossbow at this time, so it seems to be even more reluctant to support。

Yuwen Feixiang's twin mallets struck a peculiar drum beat one after the other, and a ball of thunder suddenly burst out from the copper drum, spreading from the inside to the outside, forcing the siege of the monks around him to a standstill, Yuwen Feixiang's pale face became blue, and a mouthful of blood spewed out on the copper drum, making the purple copper drum have a strange red layer.

The ancestor of the Yuwen family in the portal formed by the confetti seems to have felt the crisis of Yuwen Feixiang, but the loud sound of hitting the portal violently before stopped, and then a more ferocious thunder burst open, and the void in the portal suddenly shattered into pieces, and a fist and half of the arm flashing with thunder and lightning suddenly appeared from the shattered void, and then took it back, a cold snort came, and an invincible coercion with sky-high anger and murderous aura suddenly appeared in the sky besieging Yuwen Feixiang.

The whole sky seemed to be silent because of this cold snort, and from time to time there were one or two faint lights flickering in the gray poisonous mist: there were already monks who saw that the situation was not good and finally gave up the treasure at their fingertips.

However, there are still some people who are driven by greed and intend to take risks, because at this time, Yuwen Feixiang has also reached the point of running out of oil, and Guan Hao on the side is simply curled up next to the copper drum and has already languished.

"Click" There was another loud bang, and the fist flashing with thunder once again shattered the portal in the void, and behind the portal that seemed to be black as if it was about to devour everything, there seemed to be a faint breath from the Dharma Ancestor Ancestor.

A sword light that reached the sky rose to the sky, evolving various sword styles in the sky, and then each sword style seemed to form a kind of wind, there were strong winds, strong winds, hurricanes, breezes, fresh winds, cold winds, and storms......

All kinds of wind swords gathered together, forming a huge wind scroll, a golden wind scroll carried by the light of the psychic sword, and the magic spells issued by the few monks who stayed behind who tried to take a dangerous fight flew towards Yuwen and slashed towards Yuwen.

At this moment, Yuwen Feixiang seemed to have some strength left, but he was already resolutely unable to take these attacks, but at this time, Yuwen Feixiang had no despair in his eyes, only the sky-pounding anger, the sky-rushing anger against the golden sword light that came for the third time.

The copper drum suddenly shrank into the size of a palm in Yuwen Feixiang's hand, and Yuwen Feixiang grabbed it in his hand, and only one of the purple copper mallets was left in his right hand.

Yuwen Feixiang only had the golden wind scroll left in his eyes at this moment, and the copper mallet in his right hand hit the copper drum fiercely, and a purple thunderbolt burst out from the copper drum, ignoring the magic weapon magic power that came from other attacks, but recognized the golden sword light.

There was a boom, and the golden wind swept away in a flash of thunder.

Yuwen Feixiang's face changed suddenly, but he suddenly heard a miserable scream from Guan Hao under his feet, and when he looked down, a faint blue sword light quickly flew back and disappeared into the poisonous mist, while Guan Hao, who had already been seriously injured, was already dead.