"Shua" Xiang Que's eyes suddenly lit up, it was obvious that the dawn was right in front of him.
Fu Zhi fought hard with Yang Shuping, not giving him a chance to escape.
The feather suddenly appeared in Cai Shang's hand, and the three disciples beside him drew their weapons at the same time.
In an instant, there seemed to be a strong wind on the sea, which was actually brought by the feather. The strong wind rolled up a column of water and slammed into Xiang Que in front of him.
This feather also comes from the previous period and was sent down by the ancestors of the Yellow River Valley a long time ago. There is a legend in the Yellow River Valley that this feather comes from the tail of a roc bird. It was plucked out by the immortal and refined into
The magical weapon of immortality will be set off every time it is swung.
A strong wind is comparable to a typhoon of about level 7 or 8, and its strength cannot even be withstood by the Dao Stage. This means that it is of little effect in the Cave Heaven Paradise. If it is in the fairy world, it can even be
The person who was a level one Golden Immortal was knocked off his feet.
This feather was given by the leader of the Yellow River Valley clan to his son Cai Shang for self-defense.
Behind the water dragon pillar, there were three swords. Although they were far away, they seemed to be trying to ride the wind and waves. After all, the full blow of the Qitian realm powerhouse should not be underestimated.
In an instant, the hairs on Xiang Que's back stood up, and he felt a huge crisis.
"Pfft" Xiang Que bit the tip of his tongue and pushed it with all his strength again. All the spiritual energy in his body started to circulate at this time. The waves in the spiritual sea were turbulent, and the small tree of Enlightenment Tea began to sway.
At the critical moment of life and death, Xiang Que made a desperate move and mobilized all his spiritual energy to accelerate his speed.
Landing on a desert island, he still had a chance to survive.
If you can't get there, you will definitely have to die in the sea to feed the fish.
"Boom!" The water dragon column rolled forward and hit Xiang Que with a devastating force. However, just after he increased his speed, the water dragon only hit his back.
The keel blocked the blow and helped him relieve most of the force, otherwise he would not have been able to fly to the island at this time.
Even if this was the case, Xiang Que's bones immediately broke into several pieces, which means he was not hit by the blast, otherwise he would have been smashed into a pile of mud on the spot.
Xiang Que stared so hard that his eyeballs almost bulged out of his sockets. His body was in pain, and blood flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth.
Before our eyes, the isolated island is right in front of us.
Xiang Que held his breath and increased the speed of his feet again.
At the same time, the weapons sacrificed by the three Yellow River Valley disciples also fell on Xiang Que.
"Pfft, pfft..."
Immediately, Xiang Que's body was covered with multiple wounds, some of which were so deep that his bones were visible. Blood splashed everywhere and fell to the sea.
Xiang Que, who was at the end of his strength, almost only had two breaths left.
"Plop" Xiang Que's body fell embarrassingly on the shore, and the sea water washed his body. He stared wide-eyed, raised the Qingshan Sword in his hand with the remaining strength in his body, and shouted softly at the same time:
"return!"
When Fu Zhi heard that he and Yang Shuping were trembling, he immediately turned around, moved his head slightly forward, stretched out his hands, and in an instant, his speed reached the extreme, and he rushed towards the isolated island in a posture of streaking through several afterimages in a row.
At the same time, Xiang Que stretched out his hand and flicked the Qingshan Sword out of his hand, flying towards the mountain peak in the middle of the island, and then with a "click" sound, it was deeply inserted into the rock on the top of the mountain.
"Pa" Fu Shi arrived at this critical moment and landed next to Xiang Que.
When the corpse returned, the Qingshan Sword happened to be inserted into the peak.
A layer of thick fog suddenly rose from the sea around the island, covering an area of about ten nautical miles.
It was at this time that Cai Shang retracted the feather in his hand, and Yang Shuping came to his side. At the same time, several other Huanghe River Valley disciples rushed towards the island, and they were slightly behind.
Thick fog rose from the sea and instantly enveloped the figures of the disciples in the Yellow River Valley, reducing visibility rapidly.
Yang Shuping frowned. Although he didn't know the reason, he still reminded him: "Retreat quickly!"
Cai Shang paused, and Yang Shuping reached out and grabbed his shoulders, and the two of them quickly jumped out of the thick fog.
"Uh-huh" Cai Shang felt a sudden coldness on his face, and a tingling sensation spread all over his body. He subconsciously reached out and wiped it on his face. When he looked again, his hands were stained with bright red blood.
Cai Shang's face was cut by a strong wind with a deep gash, extending from the center of his eyebrows to the corners of his mouth.
But at this time, the disciples from the Yellow River Valley came in a little deeper. Although they heard Yang Shuping's reminder, their reaction was still half a beat too slow.
In an instant, countless strong winds intertwined out of the thick fog and spread around the disciples.
"puff"
"Puff, puff" several cuts were cut on several people's bodies at the same time, and the momentum of the strong wind continued unabated and continued to blow over the sky and the earth.
"Ah..." screams came from the thick fog. In a hurry, people in the Yellow River Valley were scurrying around like headless flies, but they could not escape the scope of the Gangfeng no matter what, and some people even
Go a little deeper.
"Plop!" A corpse fell from mid-air and fell into the sea. After landing on the sea, seawater flowed through his body, and soon the body of this Yellow River Valley disciple was full of holes.
There is no way to the sky, no way to the earth, and there is still no way out to the sea.
After a while, the screams in the thick fog quietly stopped, and the ten-mile sea area became quiet.
Cai Shang and Yang Shuping stood outside the dense fog area in astonishment, looking at the fog area with their mouths open and completely unresponsive.
"Wow, wow" the sea water was flowing, maybe because of the ocean currents, a corpse floated on the sea and was blown out of the thick fog.
The two lowered their heads and looked at the bodies on the sea.
The corpse was very miserable. There were countless wounds crisscrossing it, and there was no complete area. The flesh and blood of the entire corpse from head to toe were all turned over. Not only the bones were visible, but also the internal organs could be clearly seen.
"What, what's going on..." Cai Shang's throat felt dry.
"Crack!" Suddenly, a big fish about ten meters in size suddenly jumped out of the water and bit the body of this disciple in the Yellow River Valley in one bite.
"Gaba, Gaba" a head of white sand was biting wildly in the sea, and swallowed the corpse into its stomach in a few times.
Cai Shang and Yang Shuping quickly took off and floated a little farther.
The six Huanghe River Valley disciples died tragically in the thick fog in an instant, and not even their whole bodies were left alive.
This time when the Yellow River Valley went out to sea, a total of more than twenty people came, but no one expected that only a fraction of them would be left in the end. Only Cai Shang and Yang Shuping were not dead.