However, this innate spell was like a drizzle in his eyes. No matter how fast it came, it was meaningless. His bluffed hand swung slightly, and an invisible energy that was split hit the flying fire arrow like a giant hammer. The fire arrow then exploded into a scattered fireworks in the air not far from the abdomen of the mechanism.

"Where are the boring villains coming from?" Nangong Wuji's angrily shouted like thunder rolling in the sky. The sound shook for dozens of miles, like a giant holding a sky-raising roaring. Birds in the mountains and forests flew everywhere, and wild beasts were also panicked and running.

The old Taoist who issued the talisman on the ground seemed to be shocked: "Why isn't it a bird? Is it a mechanical beast made by the Laozi Shenjitang? Which boring person is riding a mechanical beast that pretends to be a bird flying in the sky? With such a loud voice, it is safe to argue with people in the world."

"What a deep internal strength. It sounds like the great energy of the Confucian sect, but it is so domineering and majestic and not as capable as human power. I am afraid it can't be cultivated simply." The one-armed old man next to him frowned, and his face became a little more solemn. "Is there anyone besides Huang Chao'er who is not afraid of death who dares to practice the creation of the heaven-swalking fortune?"

The Mechanical Eagle in the sky did not mean to stop. Nangong Wuji on the eagle could also see that this spell was not very powerful or malicious, probably only to shoot a bird. He had no intention of distracting himself at this time, pulling the Mechanical Eagle's wings and bulging, and then continuing to fly forward.

The shattered fireworks were flying in the air below. The huge airflow stirred under the wings of the Mechanical Eagle blew away most of the fireworks, but two extremely small fireworks rose up under the airflow. Then one fell just to the joint in the middle of the wing of the Mechanical Eagle, and one fell to the abdomen of the Mechanical Eagle, and drifted into the body of the Mechanical Eagle from the gaps in the two decks.

Hula, the mechanical eagle flapped its wings again, two feet long and several feet wide. With the wings stretched with special animal skin, it pushed the airflow below with nearly a thousand kilograms, and then stimulated its body to push forward. But with Grah, the wings that had just been stained with Mars suddenly broke from the joint. Suddenly, the Mars just happened to burn a small scar on the point where the connecting bracket was most stressed. The wings that were being swelled with all their strength were unable to hold on and broke them like this.

As soon as his wings broke, the body of the mechanical eagle suddenly tilted, and then it fell downwards. Luo Yuanyun, who was lying on his eyes closed, could not help but scream like a pig.

With an angry shout, the whereabouts of the mechanism eagle in the air suddenly slowed down. It was Nangong Wuji who forced the rotation of the mechanism eagle. Although it was still falling downwards, he finally managed to maintain the balance.

However, this desperate balance only lasted for a few breaths. As the mechanism eagle squeezed and pulled the wind of the qi, it made a few unbearable creaking sounds. Finally, it cracked from the chest and abdomen, and countless mechanism parts scattered. This flying mechanism beast must try its best to keep its body light, and the materials used are as simple as possible. This is not something used for collision and hard battles, and it will not be too strong. This damage has caused the collapse of the overall structure.

Amid Luo Yuanyun's screams at the top of his lungs, Nangong Wuji grabbed him and threw them out. At the same time, the skins folded behind Luo Yuanyun were also shaking, and they spread out into a tent-like umbrella in the wind, pulling Luo Yuanyun's rapid fall, allowing him to slowly fall along the wind. This is the first aid prop that Shenjitang has recently started to equip this flying organ beast. After all, it is not a joke if something happens. It was precisely because of a failure that would cause death. There are fewer and fewer people in the army that dare to use this kind of flying organ beast, so that there are such props that have emerged.

Nangong Wuji did not have such things on his back because he had no need to use it with his cultivation, and even if he had it, he would not intend to use it at all. After throwing Luo Yuanyun away, he was furious like a meteor and flew towards the direction of the two old men on the ground. When this was an emergency that was inevitable to fight every second, he was inexplicably suffering such an unrestrained disaster, which had already ignited his anger into anger.

"Looking for death!" The man was nearly a hundred feet above the ground. Nangong Wuji had already let out an angry shout that shook the sky, and his palm hit the old Taoist and the one-armed old man from afar.

The huge energy, like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, was overwhelmed by the sky. With the old Taoist and the one-armed old man as the center, all the trees, flowers and plants in a huge palm print with a radius of more than ten feet were all over the place. The two standing were like ants in the hands of giants, and they would be crushed into powder the next moment.

"Huh? Master." The old Taoist was shocked and looked at a loss. The one-armed old man frowned and his eyes flashed. He had already pulled out the wooden stick that was inserted obliquely between his waist and gently stroked it towards the sky.

No matter how you look at it, the old man's hand was just an ordinary wooden stick everywhere, as if he could break it with a child, but the old man used it to face this huge force that was so overwhelming that it was impossible to survive, and it seemed like he was crazy.

There was a loud bang, and the soil flew, and the overflowing wind was like an explosion mixed with branches and grass swept through like a heavy rain. After the branches of the soil were dispersed, a huge palm print of more than ten feet in a radius of more than three feet deep had been printed on the mountain. However, in the palm of the palm print, there was a small bulge. The old Taoist Luotuo and the one-armed old man were still standing there safely, as if they were not even hurting a hair.

The two ends of this small bulge are slender and slightly wider in the middle. From top to bottom, it looks like a small wound cut out from the palm print. What caused this scene was the light stroke of the one-armed old man just now with a wooden stick in his hand.

Nangong Wuji had already landed not far away and stood still. The original anger had already vented with the palm just now. Now his expression was very calm, staring at the one-armed old man with a calm and sharp look like an eagle and falcon, and asked in a low voice: "Xu Zhengzhou?"

"Who are you? You actually recognize me, Mr. Xu, but I, Mr. Xu, don't recognize you." The one-armed old man shook a little, and threw away the wooden stick in his hand with a relaxed expression. As soon as the wooden stick left his hand, it turned into pieces of fragments and flew with the wind.

The old man bent down and pulled a handful of grass under his feet and shook it gently in his hands. The grass was twisted and entangled like life. In a blink of an eye, it turned out to be entangled and gathered into a stick. The length and size of the old man just threw away seemed to be a wooden stick that he picked up from nowhere.

This one-armed old man was Xu Zhengzhou, a Diancang Sect who was invited by He Sier and Nangong Tong to attend the banquet at the Nangong house in Yuzhou.

"My younger generation Nangong Wuji. How can I ask Mr. Xu and the Taoist priest stop me here?" Nangong Wuji bowed, and the words used purely tone. Xu Zhengzhou was of a very high seniority, so it was not wrong to claim that he was a junior. However, the erratic and swaying style in his speech seemed to be in control of the world.

"Oh. It turns out that he is the famous deputy commander Nangong. No wonder he dared to practice the creation of the heaven and devouring the heavens. The palm just now had a bit of a shattering magic trick. If someone else had practiced like this, even if he was lucky enough to practice madness, he would have been arrested and executed long ago." Xu Zhengzhou called Nangong Wuji's official title, but his tone did not have any respect, and he ignored the high pressure of Nangong Wuji.

"The God of Shuntian is just a sharp blade that is difficult to grasp. Killing people can easily hurt yourself at any time, but if it is held in the hands of someone with righteousness and ability to control it, it is also a powerful tool to promote the right path in the world." Nangong Wuji responded naturally and faintly. Then he asked the question just now again: "I have an urgent matter and pass by here. I wonder why Mr. Xu and the Taoist priest took action to intercept it?"

"He asked you what you were trying to stop him." Xu Zhengzhou glanced at the old Taoist next to him.

The old Taoist first bowed to Nangong Wuji, and then said loudly: "It turns out that he is the famous shadow guard commander Nangong Wuji. I have heard of his reputation for a long time. I am really lucky to see him today. I was actually not meant to stop you just now. It's because you are too powerful and too evil. The old Taoist thought that some fierce bird flew past. So he wanted to kill him to sacrifice to the Five Insect Temples. However, the Nangong's magical skills were amazing, and he easily used my destiny talismans.

Block it. It was just that the splashing sparks burned the beast of the mechanism and dropped the adults. First of all, the Laomao mechanism of the Shenjitang was really unhelpful. Even if you can't stand this small damage, if you still have to find the reason, it's one of the bad luck. So it's really not that I stopped you, but I'm really not lucky. And the Shenjitang mechanism was also made so bad. Don't make it wrong. "

Nangong Wuji was silent for a while. The expression on his face was motionless, as if it had turned into a stone sculpture. After a while, he took a long breath and asked for the third time again: "I have an urgent matter to pass by here. I wonder why Mr. Xu and the Taoist priest intercepted him?"

With the same sentence for the third time, a heart-pounding low sound rang out from around Nangong Wuji, and a wave that seemed to be visible to the naked eye suddenly spread out from him.

The ground was trembling slightly, and the extremely low roar echoed in the sky. The soil, plants and other fine objects under their feet continued to float slowly under the influence of unknown power, and then silently broke into more subtle pieces. Nangong Wuji's posture did not move. The expression on his face did not change, and he was still standing upright, but it no longer looked like Nangong Wuji he had just now.

The saint is angry, and the heaven and earth change in color.

"Oh? Lord Nangong, why are you angry? You don't think I'm perfunctory to you?" But the strangeness of the world's change of color did not shock the old Taoist not far away. The old Taoist still looked aggrieved. "It seems that Lord Nangong must have thought too much. Lord Nangong has been in charge of the intrigues of Shadow Guards for many years, and they are inevitably thinking about everything as a premeditated conspiracy. They think that there are traps everywhere, but they don't know that the cycle of heaven has its own fixed numbers, and they don't even believe their own luck..."

The ground was shaking harder and more violently, as if a giant beast of millions of pounds was churning near the left. The low roar that sounded from somewhere was also getting louder and louder, becoming more and more uncomfortable. In the mountains in the distance, countless birds were flying away in panic, and some even fell down as soon as they flew up. Gradually, more and more shattered things rose from the ground, and the range became larger and larger with Nangong Wuji as the center.

However, this abnormality stopped when it spread to Xu Zhengzhou. The grass stick in his hand was slanted and his fingers were slanted, and all the vibrations and strange phenomena stopped in front of him and returned to peace. The place beside him, including the old Taoist standing, became a pure land in the abnormal movements of the world.

Looking at Nangong Wuji at the source of all this, Xu Zhengzhou looked calm and said calmly: "Boy Nangong, don't have to act in front of me anymore. Your Heaven-Swallowing Creation Ability Technique is not as solid and free as Huang Chao'er, and the broken magic power is far less easy to use than the Tang family's improved soul-breaking hands. I don't know how you trained these two demon strategies together to crush and deal with some local chickens and tiles, but it's still a little short of scaring me."

"Also, I would like to advise you. If you want to live longer or don't want to end up like Huang Chao'er, it's better to avoid fighting with others. Don't use any righteousness to deceive others. My old man has more experience in martial arts than you."

Nangong Wuji did not answer. However, the tremors on the ground and the low sounds in the sky no longer intensified, and it seemed that there was a slight weakening momentum.

"Mr. Nangong, don't just take care of yourself to show off your might. If you don't take your friend a little longer, you might be killed by you." The old Taoist beside Xu Zhengzhou suddenly spoke. Nangong Wuji turned his head and looked as if he had woken up. He saw Luo Yuanyun slowly falling from the air not far away, his face was pale. His eyes were bloodshot and red, his mouth was foaming and his limbs were trembling, and he almost fainted.

The deep and huge roar disappeared. The ground no longer trembled. Nangong Wuji looked at Xu Zhengzhou and the old Taoist deeply, reached out and pressed Luo Yuanyun in the air, and the few ropes hanging behind Luo Yuanyun immediately broke. He fell to the ground smoothly as if he had been holding his invisible big hands.

As soon as he landed on the ground, Luo Yuanqian lay on the ground and vomited, then turned over and leaned against a rock next to him and gasped. The low roar just now made him feel that his internal organs were about to be shaken out of his mouth. If Nangong Wuji hadn't stopped in time, he might have been shocked to death.

"Is Luo San's head of the family okay?" Nangong Wuji walked over, not thinking that Luo Yuanquan was vomiting so much. He reached out and pressed his hand, and a powerful true energy came over. Then Luo Yuanquan felt much better between his chest and abdomen. He nodded with gratitude and tears: "Thank you, Lord Nangong, I just couldn't stand it just now. There was nothing serious about my body."

Nangong Wuji reached out to support Luo Yuanquan and said, "If there is no serious injury, let's continue on the road. Luo San, you can hold on for a while, and we can ride the horse when we arrive in the town."

"Yes, yes." Luo Yuanquan nodded repeatedly, but felt a sigh of relief in his heart. No matter how he travels, he just needs to stop flying in the sky.

"Wait a minute." Xu Zhengzhou, not far away, suddenly spoke, his eyes fell on Luo Yuanyun, with a strange look. "The little fat man over there, I look a little familiar to you. Do you still remember me?"

"You old man, you admit your mistake. I have never seen you before." Luo Yuanquan shook his head repeatedly. He saw Nangong Wuji's fight with this old man just now. How could he recognize such a god-like master?

However, Xu Zhengzhou seemed to be a little reluctant and asked: "Fatty, aren't you from Kunlun Sect?"

Luo Yuanquan respectfully hugged and clasped his fists: "The third leader of the Wanhu Gang in Yangming City, Luo Yuanquan. How can he have something to do with the ancient Taoist sect like Kunlun Sect? The old man really recognized the wrong person."

"Let's go, we are not lucky today. We meet two old madmen." Nangong Wuji said lightly, turned around and prepared to leave with Luo Yuanyun.

"Wait a minute." This time, the old Taoist spoke. "It seems that Lord Nangong has finally seen his own crux. I will remind you that even if the mechanism beast is gone, you can still fly up."

Nangong Wuji didn't say anything, but stopped.

"The mechanism beast is apart and cannot compete, but there are still one and a half pair of wings. As long as Lord Nangong breaks the one intact, then ties two and a half to his arms and suffocates hard. With Lord Nangong's extraordinary skills, even if he can't soar into the sky as before, it's absolutely fine to flap half-fly like a hen. At least it's much faster than walking on foot. As for the fat man, just ask him to hug you and drag it all the way."

"Dare you dare to ask the name of Taoist priest Gao?" Nangong Wuji suddenly turned around and asked.

"I have lost such common things as Gao's name, such as the name of Gao, for many years. Now I only have the name of Xiyizi." The old Taoist bowed proudly. "Mr. Nangong is busy with all kinds of things every day, and he can even share his mind and remember the name of me. It is really an honor."

"I will definitely repay the Taoist priest's advice in the future." Nangong Wuji threw this sentence lightly, then took Luo Yuanyun and flew out.

Even when he dragged Luo Yuanyun, Nangong Wuji was extremely fast. Even if he was not as good as when flying in the air, he would have surpassed the galloping horses and walked along a straight line. Whether the trees blocked or the thorny rocks in front were still several feet away, they were shattered and shaken by a wall of Qi. Soon, the figures of the two had disappeared, and only a new straight mountain road that was broken out was seen leading to the distance. From time to time, the sound of rocks and trees shattered from time to time came from the end, and the broken wood and stone fragments flew into the sky.

Looking at this newly opened passage, the old Taoist Xiyi shook his head repeatedly and said, "I didn't expect that this Lord Nangong is so angry. How can this kind of heart control an important organization like the Shadow Shirt Guard? I don't know if anyone in the Zhao family is going to sit in the position of Shadow Supervisor. If Daqian is handed over to him, it would be a bit inappropriate."

"Nangong Wuji has such a calm and gentle temperament. Unexpectedly, there is a paranoid brother who doesn't want his Confucianism skills and goes to practice the Shuntian Divine Sect." Xu Zhengzhou also shook his head, and then looked at the old Taoist Xiyi in anger. "You old Taoist have caused trouble but you want me to help you block the disaster. I know that there is no good thing to follow you."

"How do you say that it was the trouble I caused? It was clearly that the boy Nangong fell down because he was not lucky. Didn't he even admit it himself?" Xiyi's old Taoist slapped his hands and shouted innocently. "And look, he took the fat man in the direction we were going. I think it was the same as our purpose, and he was rushing over to watch the fun. If they arrived too quickly, what else could we watch after us? This would slow down their speed so that we could see it in the past."
Chapter completed!