"I'm afraid the remaining forces of the Zhuyi Sect began to fight back." No matter what, most people still think so.

But some careful people don’t think so. They asked familiar witnesses while escaping: “Did those masked men use vermilion bows and arrows?”

"Well, it seems that there is no!" Those involved who witnessed the killing scene thought about it carefully and shook their heads to deny it.

Those careful people felt more and more uneasy. It seemed that it was not the remnants of Zhuyi Sect who attacked. Could it be that the extermination forces killed the enemy and shot them back? In short, this was not a good sign. They stopped asking and accelerated to leave this place of failure, the farther they were, the better.

Suddenly, the hissings of a group of mysterious beasts resounded throughout the sky, and Xuan Xiu, who was scattered and fleeing, changed his expression. It was a large group of fourth-grade mysterious beasts, each of which was amazingly powerful!

"Oh my God, we are surrounded by the fourth-grade mysterious beast!"

"Damn it! Where did the fourth-grade mysterious beast come from!"

In the surrounding sky, giant birds covered the sky and sun, and beasts were like hills, beginning to intercept and chase those who were running away from Zhuyi Gate.

There are fourth-grade mysterious beasts in all directions, and a large number of mysterious cultivators cannot escape, so they have to fly horizontally like a tide, trying to find a breakthrough and flee into the deep mountains.

In the crowd, some Xuandan cultivators no longer concealed their strength and took action. Various mysterious treasures were flying all over the sky, and the mysterious light soared into the sky, and the murderous aura was extremely fierce. Several mysterious beasts let out a wail, and their bodies were shattered by the powerful Xuanbao, turning into a large number of blood mist pieces, disappearing into the air.

"A crazy boy, how dare you kill the mysterious beast of my Zhuyi Sect!" The middle-aged strong man shouted angrily, causing the attacking Xuandan cultivators to open their hair and beards.

A huge black light slashed at the several Xuandan cultivators who were fighting. Wherever the black light passed, even the cultivators and countless stones on the ground turned into powder. The entire mountain peak was as if bombarded by thunder, rumbling and a rumbling sound, and a storm was shaken.

"What, you are not from Zhuyi Sect!" A cultivator who was very familiar with Zhuyi Sect shouted wildly, and a purple light shot out from his hand and rushed straight to the middle-aged strong man.

The middle-aged strong man was calm and his body shook rapidly. In an instant, countless figures appeared. The purple light passed by, just breaking through a phantom.

"Thousand Shadows Illusion Art!" The cultivator with knowledge of the knowledge exclaimed, this magical technique is the supreme divine art of close combat. If you cannot defeat all phantoms at the same time, then any phantom of the opponent can turn from virtual to real and fight back.

"Everyone attacks at the same time!" the cultivator who knew the goods loudly reminded.

For a moment, the cultivators from ten sects didn't care about their faces, including crow horn guns, goose feather swords, tiger eye whip, dragon pattern swords, sky seals, and willow moon towers. The light was shining everywhere, murderous aura was everywhere, and they shook the sky and shook the mountain, and attacked the middle-aged strong men together.

Unfortunately, there were too many phantoms, and the huge black light still slashed at the cultivators. As long as the black light was caught, Xuanbao would collapse like a human, breaking, dismembering, and atomizing, all of which were destroyed, making everyone completely desperate.

This middle-aged strong man who pretended to be the Zhuyi Sect was really shocking. Under him, there was almost no enemy with one move.

The surviving cultivator did not have the courage to continue fighting, and immediately dispersed and fled to his own lives.

The middle-aged strong man sneered coldly: "If you want to have free lunch, you must have the awareness of giving your life."

The screams in the mountains and forests shook the sky. No matter the ten sects who were dependent on their power to search for treasures, or the casual cultivators who were staying outside and trying to catch fish in troubled waters, countless lives fell in pools of blood, and even had no corpses, and few people could escape.

Even if the Phoenix Sect, which has five Xuandan cultivators, cannot protect the disciples in their sect from being killed by the other party. The senior brother in charge is agile. When he sees the situation is not good, he knows that he will be defeated. He is the first to withdraw from the battle and flee from the Zhuyi Sect.

But the group of masked people were not willing to let them go. They were always reluctant to let go and chased them. Feng Wei and Junior Brother Feng Jun sacrificed their lives to make Feng Gu, Huang Hui and Feng Miao, the three peak masters, each with a few disciples, escaped separately. The other disciples were either dead or injured and died in Zhuyi Sect.

The Master Huanghui Peak remembered the instructions of Senior Sister Huang Yu, so he did not give up Huang Yun. He led her and several other disciples to walk in the mountains, avoiding the attacks of masked people and mysterious beasts, and gradually leaving the main battlefield.

They didn't dare to fly in the air at all, and they were riding through the woods with strange figures. They saw beasts killing beasts along the way, and they didn't dare to stay for a moment. They were already a hundred miles away from Zhuyimen.

He was about to escape from the sky, but in the end he met a strong man in black robe who stared at them coldly. He had a huge black hammer in his hand, like a hill, several miles away, and the pressure had almost made Huang Yun and his disciples breathless.

The Master of Huanghui Peak rose up in the air and stood quietly, like a phoenix, blocking most of the opponent's pressure. Otherwise, the disciples behind him would have long vomited blood and died.

"I want to pass here, first ask whether it agrees!" After saying that, a black giant hammer in the black robe came out of his hand and smashed it hard at the Lord of Huanghui Peak, as if a mountain was pressing on the top of the top of a hundred feet. Before the hammer arrived, the surging pressure of the fifth-level cultivator of the Xuandan Realm had reached.

Seeing this, Huang Huifeng did not dare to neglect it. A silver flying hairpin turned into an extremely huge white phoenix, flapping its wings and facing the black giant hammer. At the same time, the white phoenix shone brightly, shooting out dazzling feathers, attacking the black-robed masked man without mercy, with the momentum of shooting him into a hornet's nest.

boom!

After a loud bang, the white phoenix scattered, the feather light disappeared, the master's posture of Huanghui Peak disappeared, and the blood stains on the brocade robe were still vague. The five-colored phoenix rose and fell with her breath. The former clear appearance became dark and colorless, and the noble aura also disappeared, with only one long hair, still drifting with the wind.

With just one face-to-face attack, she has suffered severe internal injuries!

Looking at the strong man in black robe, the huge black hammer with a radius of hundreds of feet had already been taken back, and turned into his original appearance, blocking him. His murderous face seemed to be indescribable surprise, and a large stream of blood flowed down from his left shoulder, dyeing the black robe red.

On the battlefield, a masked boy who came out of nowhere formed a horn with the Lord of Huanghui Peak. When the two of them were facing the enemy, he shot out a sword weapon, which was weak but extremely strong. He easily broke through the mysterious defense of the black-robed masked man, and stabbed a blood hole in the left shoulder of the strong man, allowing the Lord of Huanghui Peak to escape the disaster.

The masked man in black robe was about to succeed and was attacked by a young man. In an instant, his body and mind were trapped in an endless suffering, suffering from birth, suffering from old age, suffering from illness, suffering from death, suffering from love, suffering from seeking, suffering from seeking, suffering from hatred, suffering from meeting with enemies and hatred, suffering from the five aggregates, and all kinds of sufferings surged into his heart...

The sword intent of the Tianer Sword covers all sufferings!

In a duel, a moment of hesitation means death. The opponent can attack countless times in an instant. With one move, he suffered serious injuries. What he suddenly felt was not anger, but boundless surprise!

"Who are you? Which sect's master?" The masked man in black robe laughed in anger, staring at the masked boy with a smile on his face.

When the masked boy heard this, he did not answer, but only cared for the Lord of Huanghui Peak: "You guys go!"

The Master Huang Hui Peak looked pale, but he still bowed to express his gratitude to the masked boy: "Thank you for your help!"

"Your Excellency, let's fight for life and death here!" The masked young man was so majestic, with a look of contempt.

"Okay!" The black-robed masked man saw a masked boy at the seventh level of the Xuanyuan Realm, and actually ignored his existence. He was so angry that he praised him.

"Is it him?" Huang Yun heard the masked boy's voice and saw his figure clearly. She couldn't help but exclaim, and an incredible light appeared in her beautiful eyes!

The Master of Huanghui Peak seemed to have noticed it, but she had no intention of talking at this time. She held a breath of mysterious energy and took the disciples into a fourth-grade flying boat and quickly left the battlefield.

The masked strong man in black robe had stopped bleeding. When he saw that the Master of Huanghui Peak wanted to run away, he didn't say anything. Xuanli was running at high speed again and launched another attack.

This time, the black hammer was larger in size and expanded to a space of one mile, dark and slammed from the air into the ground. Everyone within this range, including the flying boat, would be destroyed!

With a loud "boom", this extremely powerful fourth-grade mid-level mysterious treasure fell into an invisible mysterious formation. A cold flame bird with cold light shining surrounded the black hammer. A force that destroyed all spiritual consciousness and souls forced the black hammer that covered a mile into pieces and drifted all over the sky.
Chapter completed!