One arrow.

Just an arrow.

A monk in the late stage of Nascent Soul fell directly in an unknown state.

"The power of this Yuan Eleven Arrow is even more amazing than I thought." Wang Jie glanced at Wei Leshu, whose smile appeared on his face, and his eyes flashed.

Compared to the two of them marveling at the power of Yuan Shiyi arrow, Xia Bing, who saw his junior brother suddenly die, was shocked and angry.

Before the attack came, he just sensed a sharp feeling.

But before I could see clearly, my junior brother died.

Unfortunately, before he could find out the reason, he saw a cold sword light whistling in front of him.

This person is the God of the Descendant.

The slash of his sword gave Xia Bing the feeling that the world in front of him seemed to have been split.

The cold sword light, wrapped in a frost, spread rapidly towards where he was.

The monk who took away the Huatian Pill in his mind couldn't help but emerge in his mind.

"The Dragon of the Chaos" saw this scene, Xia Bing sent a message to let his only remaining junior brother escape, turned around and punched him away.

In this punch, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth nearby was stirred up immediately, and hundreds of golden lights of dragons roared out at this moment.

Boom!

Hundreds of dragons were like golden dragons. When they collided with the sword light with frost and aura, a violent storm immediately set off and swept across all directions.

"good."

After one punch, Dai Shenzong Qian Chong's figure was restricted by the chaotic spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and was forced to stop, but his eyes were filled with an extremely excited fighting spirit.

Compared to the excitement in the former's eyes, Xia Bing's face suddenly sank.

Although this punch was hasty, it had 80% of his strength, but even so, it did not repel this person.

Looking at the junior brother who had escaped hundreds of feet away, Xia Bing felt solemn in his heart, and golden auras suddenly roared up on his body.

"die!"

The next moment, Xia Bing roared angrily, like a golden dragon, washing towards Dai Shenzong.

After several breaths, I saw that in the center of the two fighting, golden dragon energy was raging in all directions.

Within a radius of hundreds of feet, there were snow-white sword lights everywhere, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was like being bombarded by huge rocks, causing violent ripples and spreading further away, like a storm.

In the storm, a golden light flew out, but the blood-stained Xia Bing took advantage of this opportunity to fly away.

As a genius of Yuanwuzong, Xia Bing would never choose to escape in a panic unless it was necessary.

According to his original intention, at least he would kill this person and avenge his junior brother before leaving.

But unfortunately, this person is so strong that he is beyond his judgment.

While his cultivation is not weaker than his, his combat power has gradually suppressed him as time goes by.

"The people in Jiuzhou are different from my wild world. Most of them are mainly magic and magic weapons, and few of them are in close combat.

But the master's sword art is so exquisite and mysterious that it is different from my wild world, so it looks like a sword cultivator recorded in sect classics."

However, after the battle between the human demons ten thousand years ago, the sword cultivator gradually declined. Although there are also people who use swords, most of them are similar to magic weapons and magic weapons.

"On the surface, it does not belong to Jiuzhou, nor is it my wilderness. It seems that these are the enemies hidden in the darkness that Master reminded me when he was here."

After this thought, Xia Bing's speed increased again and he fled quickly to the distance.

Although I don’t know how these people caught up with him, now he is used as a cover, and I think I can protect another junior brother Wuyou.

As for the Great Wilderness Martial Arts Order to Leave Here.

It would be fine if it was the first level, but he had already discovered it when he entered the second level or even the third level at the moment.

The time it takes to exit the venue through the martial arts order began to grow longer and longer.

Until now, the time it takes not only to have a cup of tea.

The person who needs to be teleported cannot be interrupted by external objects before the teleportation begins.

This is also why he stayed to delay time.

Clam!

Just as she was thinking about this, Xia Bing saw a hundred feet long sword light behind her, which suddenly bloomed in the storm that the two of them had set off.

Wherever the sword light passed, the originally chaotic storm came to an abrupt end in an instant.

"It is said in the classics that when swords meet, there will be a fight. I don't know who will be stronger than that young sword cultivator." Thinking of this, Xia Bing sneered and flew towards the south immediately.

Whether it is a sword cultivator or a sword cultivator, he needs to come up with a way to completely get rid of these three people.

And in the south, the only place he knew was the Demon Summoning Pool.

According to the words of his predecessor who last came to the land of gods and demons in his master's sect.

The demon-calling pool connects to the blue sky lake outside, and extremely terrifying monsters will sneak in from time to time. It is best not to go unless necessary.

But now, in order to get rid of the powerful enemy, he has to take a risk.

Looking at Xia Bing who was escaping from a distance, the face of Dai Shenjun who had cut through the storm with one sword became extremely gloomy.

"I will kill this person." As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for the self-defense guard Shu to answer, his figure moved and he quickly chased after him.

"When the Dahuang Martial Arts Tower was opened, there were monks from Yuanwuzong participating, and it is said that they had also arrived here."

Before the war, Wei Lishu might not be able to confirm the identities of Xia Bing and others.

However, the latter's battle with Dai Shenjun, although the time was short, but extremely fierce, allowed him to see the origin of Xia Bing.

After all, the dragon-shaped power is a major symbol of Yuanwuzong.

"Are you worried that this person will use the traps in this area to lure us into?" Wang Jie pondered for a moment, and then thought of the key point.

"Yes, this place is a path of gods and demons after all. If we encounter a little bit of a mistake, even if we are in danger of death." Wei Leshu's seemingly gentle face had a serious expression.

"It's okay, you can replace your brother's speed, just a cup of tea, let's take a look first."

"Have you found the trace of that person?" Compared to the pursuit of the Divine Lord Dai, Wang Jie paid more attention to the monk who killed Qian Guzi and Jing Fang.

I have seen the strength of the monks surnamed Liu and Xia Bing, and he is actually more wary of the Yi Jian disciple who can calmly take away the Xitian Dan.

Although the three of them are not afraid of joining hands, there are exceptions in everything.

At this time, when the two of them watched Xia Bing and Dai Shenjun swept through a palace one after another, they heard Wei Leshu suddenly say.

"My baby, I sensed the last person's location."

"Where?"

...

Inside the house, Zhou Yu slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of light flashed away.

"The inheritance of people outside this world really has its own unique features. Every time I use it, it will further my practice of sword intent." Thinking of the sword intent of the Sword of Immortality, Zhou Yu's eyes were complicated.
Chapter completed!