Ai Hui suddenly spoke: "They have left."

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Shi Xueman and his friends returned to the windmill sword. Seeing everyone's eyes gathered, she shook her head and signaled that there was no response.

Ai Hui patted Shi Xueman on the shoulder to comfort him: "No movement is also good news."

Shi Xueman's expression was slightly excited.

With the ability of my father, once life and death fights, it will definitely be earth-shaking. It is impossible to kill or capture it quietly. Since the last dimensional power storm, my father seems to have suddenly disappeared without any trace.

This made Shi Xueman firmly believe that his father must be alive.

"Let's keep moving forward." Ai Hui continued: "Go to the location where the last dimensional power storm broke out, maybe you can find something."

The windmill sword slashed through the sky, leaving a faint trace, which was quickly blown away by the wind.

The Divine Tiger Tribe and the Roaring Blood Tribe are heading towards the Pearl Wind Bridge defense line. They will meet with He Nanshan's Divine Tribe. The Mingguang Blood Tribe, who was originally following them, was ordered to return and search for the whereabouts of the remnants of the Beihai tribe.

The battle situation is unpredictable, and the absolute advantage of the past seems to have disappeared overnight.

Not long ago, they were so confident that they could say that they could only be at the end of Tianxin City in a flash. Now the defense line of the Pearl Wind Bridge seems to be a natural chasm that blocks their way.

The confidence that was once gone disappeared, and the battlefield began to fall into a stalemate and tug-of-war.

When did it start?

He tried hard to recall.

Yes, from the self-destruction of the Shenfeng in the North Sea Wall, Marshal Ye was seriously injured and unconscious. They fell into a state of headless dragons, and their pace of progress was forced to slow down. Then, the thousand-mile sneak attack of the Shenwei Judgment directly deteriorated rapidly, and the Kingdom of God began to fall into a passive situation.

He is also a group of people who are not afraid of death!

Shan Minxiong couldn't help but admire him, but it was more bitter. The absolute disadvantage of Yuan Xiu was that these desperate people would save them little by little.

The pressure gradually shifted to the Kingdom of God, which led to the destruction of the entire army. The destruction of the God Wolf gradually lost patience, but it also showed from the side that the increasing pressure gradually made the War Department of the Kingdom of God gradually lose patience.

Whether it is a prey or a hunter, once you lose patience, your situation becomes dangerous.

Shan Minxiong's eyes swept over the marching army, as if he felt that the momentum of the war team was much weaker than before. He shook his head, as if he wanted to shake this illusion out of his head, and his thoughts were concentrated again.

His Highness She Yu was worried about Shi Beihai's affairs.

He was thinking about how to break through the Pearl Wind Bridge defense line. Speaking of which, there was a doubt that had been circling in his mind, but it still had not been solved.

Looking at the defensive power of the Pearl Wind Bridge defense line, the three Shenshen Peaks are just that for Shan Minxiong, who has captured the Wall of the North Sea. Both the Soldiers and Heavenly Front are two new corpses. Judging from the battle reports from the front line, the Soldiers and Heavenly Front is not the main combat power, but plays more auxiliary roles.

The strength of the Chongyun Spear cannot be underestimated.

The Tower Cannon Alliance is a bit weird. It is composed of a group of previous defeated soldiers. Why did it become brave and good at fighting when it comes to the hands of the Matsuma faction?

Is Ai Hui really that weird?

In the Songjian School, Shan Minxiong drew a circle on these three words and fell into deep thought.

Looking back, he suddenly realized that the development speed of the Songama Sect was astonishing. Shan Minxiong remembered very clearly that when the Wall of the North Sea was just captured, information about the main forces of Tianwai Tian was sent to the desks of the radicals. In that report, the Songama Sect was just a small force that had just risen.

Who would have thought that it was this small force that would block the army of the Kingdom of God from moving south.

Shan Minxiong suddenly became a little curious. What magical is the Songama faction that dominates all this?

A shrill alarm suddenly sounded, interrupting Shan Minxiong's contemplation.

"Enemy attack!"

Shan Minxiong was not panicked at all. He raised his head and looked into the sky in the distance. Whether it was the Divine Tiger Division or the Roaring Blood Division, they were all well-trained elite soldiers in a hundred battles. The soldiers knew what to do when they encountered an enemy attack.

Soon, the large army began to close and remain alert. Several powerful men of magical powers rose into the air and faced the enemy attacking in the distance.

A black dot as big as a needle in the sky appeared in the distance.

Shan Minxiong's pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart was so awe-inspiring, so fast!

The visitor seemed like a sword light, and suddenly arrived.

Huo Da was extremely excited and excited when he controlled the Windmill Sword to perform a mission for the first time. Although he kept reminding himself in his heart that he was a master at least and had to be calm, he still couldn't help but activate the speed of the Windmill Sword to the extreme.

This is the Windmill Sword, this is the Palm Sword Envoy!

It was because of his unparalleled speed that he was obsessed with the Windmill Sword. Only the speed of the wind and lightning can awaken the burning passion in his body. The ultimate speed brings him the ultimate pleasure, and the world becomes different!

Gu Xuan was frightened: "Slow down, Master Huo, you won't be able to use that fast!"

The other soldiers echoed: "Yes, yes!"

"vomit……"

The poor soldiers were used to Shi Zhiguang's delicate operation that was enough to thread needles and thread, and were immediately lost in Huo Da's rough work like a storm. Even a master like Gu Xuan, who had strong strength and profound cultivation, was often scared to his face.

Duanmu, who was high above, glanced at the soldiers of the Thunder Sword at dusk, snorted coldly, shook his head, and did not hide his disapproval on his face.

A blue vine as thick as a thumb, tied to two sword towers at both ends, Duanmu sat on it at dusk, like a swing, and a calm expression.

Suddenly he felt something, turned his face and looked forward.

His eyes were sharp and his eyes were amazing, and he immediately discovered the large army of blood cultivators in front of him.

At this time, Huo Da also found the enemy and shouted excitedly: "There is a bloody war department ahead! What should I do?"

Before Gu Xuan could speak, Duanmu's faint voice sounded: "Roar over."

Huo Da was even more excited, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and replied loudly: "Okay! Rush over! I'm going to start! Everyone hurry up!"

The soldiers of the Thunder Sword changed their faces and grabbed the fixed objects around them. A powerful force suddenly burst out from their feet, and the speed of the Windmill Sword began to increase wildly!

After brushing the ground, Gu Xuan and the others' faces suddenly turned pale.

“Oh oh oh oh oh!”

The light curtain of the windmill sword was isolated from the screaming wind outside, but it was occupied by Huo Da's wild shouts. Because of the excessive excitement, Huo Da's face was shining, and the shocking fluctuations of the Yuanli were released from him.

If we talk about the level of palm sword, Huo Da is far inferior to Shi Zhiguang, but there is one thing he is far beyond Shi Zhiguang, that is the master's cultivation level.

As a master, he can withstand more powerful impact, and he can stimulate the power of the Windmill Sword to the top without any effort!

As the speed continues to increase, the light curtain of the Windmill Sword is also brightening rapidly.

On the green rattan, Duanmu stood up at dusk. The simple and elegant green robe was automatically windless, and his eyes were as bright as stars. Since he left the seclusion, he has only wore a blue shirt, and a tangled pattern was embroidered on his left chest, among which the dark pattern of the word "Duanmu" can be seen.

He disliked the traditional badges of Duanmu family, so he drew them by himself. With his current achievements, he was already qualified to reorganize the badges of Duanmu family.

The brighter and brighter light curtain shone into the windmill sword, Duanmu's expression was as normal at dusk, but his heart was secretly awe-inspiring.

He took on missions with the Thunder Sword many times. He has sat on the Windmill Sword many times and is very familiar with the Windmill Sword. But the first time he realized that if Master Yuan Xiu came to control the Windmill Sword, he could burst out with such power.

This speed is amazing!

That guy...

The Divine Tiger who came up to him did not expect that the Windmill Sword suddenly accelerated and his reaction was half a beat slower.

The windmill sword passes through the middle of two people like a stream of light.

In the blazing light, the two green vines did not attract anyone's attention. When the windmill sword passed by the two divine tigers, the light and powerless green vines hit the faces of the two whistles.

Pang!

The two divine tigers were striking their whistle as if they were hit by a heavy hammer, and their heads instantly burst like watermelons.

The windmill sword flew far away, and the headless corpse on the tiger's back lost balance and fell to the ground. The two divine tigers were sobbing, and they didn't understand what was going on.

Huo Da looked up and looked at the figure swaying on the vines in the air in front of him with great admiration. The two vines that had just completed the one-hit kill were retracted back into the light curtain.

Huo Da couldn't figure out how Duanmu Duanmu did it. The light curtain was astonishingly thick, and how could the rattan penetrate effortlessly?

However, he knew very well that this move alone was enough to show that Duanmu Xun was far stronger than him.

After rushing over the whistle, the Windmill Sword rushed straight towards the highly alert Shenhu army.

A blood-colored light curtain rose from the Divine Tiger War Division, and within the light curtain, two teams had already begun to be equipped. The Divine Tiger was well-trained, and although it was attacked during the marching in the wild, it still completed the installation in a very short time.

They are heavy-armed war departments, and once they complete the installation, they become terrible killing weapons.

Shan Minxiong watched coldly, without making a sound, staring at the Windmill Sword, which seemed to be a shocking sound of a meteor.

Is this the windmill sword that made He Nanshan and the others suffer a lot?

What a terrible speed!

The other party's courage also surprised him a little. He dared to rush forward alone, which shows how arrogant he was.

A trace of haze flashed across Shan Minxiong's mind. The Yuan Xiu War Department encountered the Blood Xiu War Department, from the initial collapse and fleeing at the wind to now rushing to the camp alone. Such a huge change happened in a short period of time, which also reflected the reversal of the battlefield situation.

The windmill sword is getting closer and closer, and the dazzling light begins to cover the blood curtain, just like the sun is emitting light, and the vision is brightening sharply.

boom!

A ray of light that was a hundred times more intense than before exploded, and a huge roar shook Shan Minxiong's eardrums, and the ground was shaking. A terrible shock wave swept across, and Shan Minxiong felt like he had been hit hard, half of his body was numb.

There was a vast white space in front of me, but Shan Minxiong knew that the protective blood curtain must be broken.

The power of the Windmill Sword is so terrifying...

In amazement, Shan Minxiong was unbelievable.
Chapter completed!