Before the two friars reached the peak, a roar came from the smashed hole at the peak. In the rumbling sound, a figure came out, as if the whole mountain trembled.


    Wuye''s neck seems to be short, and his head is directly connected to his shoulder. It looks very strange. He tries to lower his head and finds that the mysterious armor on his body has cracked. The most terrible thing is that he can''t feel any spiritual fluctuation on it...


    If you have to use appropriate words to describe it, this mysterious weapon is dead...


    With red eyes, he looked into the distance. The Golden Shadow of the boat had become a small spot and was still going away.


    There was piercing pain everywhere. Xiang Yang''s blow just now, although protected by mysterious tools, under the huge and unparalleled power, at least 50% of his bones and meridians had been damaged, and his spine had been pressed and bent, but the most serious thing was not this, but the blood essence tool was directly broken, which shocked his sea of knowledge.


    There was a buzzing roar in his ears. He shook his head at night, endured the biting pain, straightened his spine, and then casually stuffed several pills into his mouth to recall the undamaged flying magic weapon.


    After acting alone, Xiang Yang had no worries.


    The ripples of lvya''er''s boat were 30% faster than the ordinary cloud boat. It was also extremely dexterous. It drove fast for less than half an hour. The formation of the friars of Lingtian sword sect from one side had been pulled into an arc by him.


    In the distance, I don''t know when there was another black spot. After calculating the time and distance, it should be reinforcements from lingtianjian sect.


    Looking back, those nine turn friars still fall far away. They use good flying magic weapons. The short sprint is not much slower than the ripples under their feet.


    Xiang Yang looked to the left. There were only dozens of cloud boats due south, and the rest had been opened a certain distance.


    On the Yunzhou, there are basically disciples below Huashen. There is at most one Yuanying in each ship. As long as they block the first wave of attack and break into their camp, they will throw rodent repellents at each other.


    The attack of dozens of cloud boats and hundreds of monks is not enough to fear.


    This space is enough!


    With a move in mind, the ripples, the golden boat drew a beautiful arc and went straight towards the south. The distance of more than ten miles, that is, the time for tea, was approaching.


    The disciples of Ling Tianjian sect were well-trained and did not mess up in the face of sudden changes. At present, the shields on the ten cloud boats flashed up and scattered up, down, left and right, directly blocking Xiang Yang''s way. The other dozens quickly turned back and forth and put in a pocket like formation. All the monks on the cloud boats held their magic weapons neatly, Wait for Xiang Yang to enter their attack range.


    A moment later, the distance between each other was less than a mile. Several Yuan Ying friars shouted, and the gorgeous lights flashed.


    All the magic weapons used by the friars of Ling Tianjian sect are flying swords. Originally, the attack was mainly penetration. Now, such a face-to-face and rapid approach to each other has increased the power of flying swords by 20%.


    Xiang Yang had a sneer on his mouth and drove the ripples directly into it.


    In an instant, dozens of sword lights went straight up, and spells poured out.


    With a buzzing sound, an array of plates placed by Xiang Yang on the bow of the boat lit up, with bursts of water wave like light. Several top-grade vitality stones quickly consumed energy and were dim for a long time. At the same time, all the attacks strangely stagnated in the air, like a blooming fireworks, watching a golden light go away leisurely.


    A total of ten Yunzhou closed the road ahead, but in fact, only one contacted Xiang Yang directly. Without the restraint of flying sword and magic, how can he stop his way?


    With a bang, the shield on the cloud boat was directly smashed. Dozens of friars looked at a golden light in horror, and then their consciousness fell into darkness.


    When other cloud boats arrived, the ripples had long gone, leaving them only a little golden back.


    A group of nine turn friars also came late. In the distance, a yellow light came. It was the night that burned the blood essence. Looking at the shadow of the boat in the distance, he roared and led the people to continue chasing up.


    There was a smooth road ahead, and the ripples were faster. Soon, nine turn friars burned their blood essence, which was not pulled away, but they couldn''t get close. As for those cloud boats, they didn''t know where they had been dumped.


    Half an hour later, a pale Jian Ge elder came up to Wuyi, pointed to the front and said, "supreme elder, he is walking in the direction of the lost fire Cave..."


    It is estimated that there are hundreds of miles left. Looking at a thin red line in the sky in the distance, he nodded solemnly without night.


    The lost fire cave is a famous desperate and dangerous place in northern China. After going deep, even he is not sure that he can retreat. If the boy breaks into it, his own death will be small. Won''t the plan of the sword sect come to naught?


    He hesitated for a moment, clenched his teeth and took out a magic weapon. It was a three foot long crossbow with dark scarlet light. There was a grip made of animal bones below and a crossbow body above. It was as white as jade. Both sides were slightly tilted. It looked like a bird trying to spread its wings.


    This crossbow has no superfluous decoration. It exudes a simple and boundless atmosphere. As soon as it is taken out, it is wrapped with a thick blood gas. It is obviously an extremely good murder weapon.


    Unfortunately, if you look carefully, there are already many cracks on the crossbow covered by the light. In some places, it has the thickness of the little finger.


    Several elders of the sword Pavilion around him were shocked: "supreme elder, this..."


    No night squinted at the front, clenched his teeth and said, "today''s things will become benevolence if they don''t succeed!"


    This stone body killing God crossbow is the bottom means of Lingtian sword sect. Even Jiujie immortal dare not face its power. This is also the biggest card against Lingtian sword sect and Jiuding immortal sect.


    However, this magic weapon handed down from ancient times has been broken and damaged again in the first world war thousands of years ago. Now it is on the verge of collapse. No one knows how many times it can be used. It is absolutely reluctant to use it on weekdays.


    He picked up the stone body annihilation crossbow and waved his palm. One by one, the best vitality stones had been held in his hand, stuffed several into the groove of the crossbow, looked into the distance, and directly stuffed all the rest into it.


    The cost on the Xuanwu musk frog was so huge that the savings of the sword sect for thousands of years were almost wiped out. Now these top-grade vitality stones are the last inventory.


    The scarlet light on the dilapidated crossbow is getting stronger and stronger. In front, a little thick to black blood slowly emerges...