Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Li Xuanfeng waited for a while, and the two monks began to fight among themselves.

Ever since Nuan Wu pretended to be a member of the Situ family, Li Xuanfeng knew that there would probably be a good show to watch next, so he stood in the air on the golden shuttle and waited quietly.

Seeing the two monks flying to the north and fighting in the air, Li Xuanfeng raised his left hand and pulled down the long bow from behind. He held it tightly with one hand and controlled the string with the other. With a cold look, he chose Mou Tuo without hesitation.

"This person is easy to kill, and can easily be disturbed and flee back to the formation. Kill this person first."

He exhaled loudly, his ferocious beard opened his eyes, the black gold armor he wore was emitting brilliant light, and a golden arrow made of pure gold jumped out of the quiver at his waist, and it was placed on the string obediently.

The Jin Geng long bow in his hand had been reforged in Yishan City a long time ago. It is now different from the past. The bow is eight feet long and six inches long, and the horn is three feet long and five inches long. It is longer than before. It is dark golden in color and has a smooth body. Overflowing with color.

If it were standing on the ground, it would be a head taller than an ordinary Zhao person. Now it is level, like a heavy siege crossbow.

This Golden Light Mysterious Arrow is also a magic weapon, about four feet long, and does not have too complicated patterns. It is smooth, sharp, and has graceful lines. It has been tempered by the refiners in southern Xinjiang for thousands of times and is as heavy as an iron bull.

"Da da da……"

Li Xuanfeng slowly pulled the bow string, and the golden bow in his hand shifted from lying flat to holding it diagonally. It was eight feet long. When viewed from a distance in the air, it looked like a big eagle with its wings spread.

"Wow!"

The golden light became thicker and thicker. Li Xuanfeng squinted his eyebrows and looked across a hundred miles, staring coldly at Mou Tuo's ugly face.

"Go!"

Li Xuanfeng suddenly let go of his hand, and the golden mysterious arrow in his hand suddenly disappeared into the air. He did not look at the result, but hooked the second golden mysterious arrow onto the string and aimed it again.

…

As soon as Mou Tuo wiped off the blood on his face, he suddenly fell into a deep panic. The blood on his face spurted out drop by drop like dewdrops. He screamed:

"save……!"

He just uttered a word, but the four guests had already noticed something strange about him, and had to step back to save his life together, but they heard a buzzing sound.

"Buzzing..."

A few people took a closer look and saw that Mutuo's fair head disappeared.

The cut surface of his neck was as smooth as a mirror, and many thin strips of meat were drawn out from the edge of the neck. They were waving in the air, as if they wanted to regrow the head, but when they exceeded the cross section, they all broke off.

Zhao Shi's vitality was only comparable to that of a demon cultivator. Mou Tuo danced in panic with his hands in the air, as if he was not as panicked when he was crushed to pieces under Kong Tingyun's Jinshan Mountain. He took two steps in the air, with both hands Touching his neck, when his fingers came into contact with the section, they all fell off with a squeak.

"Buzz..."

The second buzzing sound rose again, and Mutuo disappeared, leaving only a few pieces of blood mist in the air.

Almost at the same time, the statues of several temples on Jindou Island exploded and turned into stone powder all over the ground. Several babies exploded out of thin air into blood mist and blood stains all over the ground.

The few guests in the air and Wu Wu were stunned. Mou Tuo was completely destroyed on the spot in front of these five foundation builders. For a while, those who fought forgot to fight, and those who ran away forgot to escape.

Wu Wu felt an invisible connection slowly crawling up his body. His senior brother Mou Tuo was completely destroyed in front of him. The inheritance of Qin Ling Temple was naturally transferred to him, and what he thought about day and night was effortlessly transferred to him. After getting it, there was no trace of joy on his face, and he said foolishly:

"What... what is this... it's an arrow... it's an arrow..."

He coughed, spat out some blood foam, and felt like his face was cut by a knife. Dense drops of blood appeared on his left cheek. Before he could cry out, he made a secret in his hand and cast a spell, releasing hundreds of golden lights.

He himself was stronger than Mutuo. Now that Mutuo died, the temple's inheritance was transferred to him, adding another third of his power. But he was already frightened. Hundreds of golden lights surrounded his body, as if he was desperate, and he jumped from the air. Flying on the wind.

Several guests from Jindou Island were shocked and frightened. The person they were ordered to protect was completely destroyed in front of them. How could the feelings in their hearts be so complicated? Looking at the blood mist in the air and Nuanwu running away to the east, one person said:

"This monk has many life-saving techniques...perhaps he has been resurrected on the island."

The other person was full of fear, shook his head and said:

"Are you still chasing me?"

Several people looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes. They silently rode the wind and chased the north, but the speed was so slow that they seemed to be admiring the scenery.

Chuan Wu had only run two miles away. He was feeling cold all over his body. He felt a buzzing in his ears and stepped away desperately. A sharp pain ripped through his arm. When he lowered his head, he saw that there was already a blood hole in the palm of his hand.

For Shi Xiu, this kind of injury is nothing. Shi Xiu doesn't care about body shape. His body can be changed and kneaded at will. With a gentle touch, he can fill the hole in his hand.

But now the wound was dripping with blood, and Nai Wu could only feel the stinging and numbness of the place, with no sign of healing. His pupils were dilated and he felt at a loss.

Li Xuanfeng's attacks are extremely powerful. It's not like Wu Wu has never encountered such an enemy before. Often the spells mastered by direct descendants of the Immortal Sect look like this... But what really scares Wu Wu is:

"Where is he?"

This attack was reaching its extreme, as if it was coming from the void, and it seemed boundless and endless. Chuanwu didn't even know where the opponent was. If he risked his life to escape like this, was he moving away from the opponent...or getting closer to the opponent?

The unknown is more terrifying than the powerful. You can't even see the shadow of the enemy. How much consumption does this have on the enemy? How many time intervals are there? How far is the attack range? Chuan Wutongtong didn't know anything, he only felt a silent chill in his back, and blood began to flow out of his chest drop by drop.

"He's teasing me, damn it!"

Nuan Wu had a flash of enlightenment, and started to cast the spell again. The three-headed and six-armed figure appeared behind him and shouted:

"Blessed by the Dharma, Jie cries a golden body!"

His skin suddenly lit up, turning from red to brilliant gold, as if it were made of brass, unparalleled in strength, and tiny spells appeared, dancing and dancing on his skin.

"puff!"

However, the next moment, he spurted out a mouthful of light golden blood, and golden mist filled the air, looking quite magical in the sunlight.

Wu Wu's chest was empty, leaving a hole as thick as his forearm. He could see the red sea water behind him. With the blessing of this dharma body, he could see the golden shadow clearly for the first time:

A golden arrow, like a slender phoenix, is bright and clear... and its brilliance flows.

He suppressed the fear in his heart, touched the wound lightly, and finally got the idea:

"It turns out that it was so powerful. If it had been before Maha's death, this Dharma Body could have blocked it... It's a pity."

Thanks to Mr. Quqing Buyu for being the leader and for the reward~