Chapter 534 Attacking and Killing Shangguan Hao (Continued)
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Yuwen Feixiang did not expect that someone actually dared to attack him. Moreover, the sword light came extremely unexpectedly. He missed the hit and quickly retreated into the gray poisonous mist. However, Yuwen Feixiang was not able to target the sneak attack for a while.
position.
This golden sword light, lightning and stone fire seemed to suddenly arouse the greed of the monks who were peeping around. Following the golden light, several magic weapons were mixed with several spells and hit Yuwen Feixiang and the two of them head-to-head.
When the golden sword light appeared, Guan Hao was startled. Then he quickly put the 'Static Liquid Saliva' in his storage weapon, then threw a cyan flying sword and assisted from the side.
Yuwen Feixiang resisted the magic weapons and magical spells flying from all directions.
However, Guan Hao soon discovered that most of these attacks were directed at himself, while Yuwen Feixiang was resisting everyone's attacks for him.
Guan Hao was also a quick-thinking person, so he immediately guessed that these people were actually coming for the earth-grade spiritual object in his hand.
However, when the first golden sword light struck earlier, it was not directed at Guan Hao, but directly slashed at Yuwen Feixiang, and after missing the hit, it never appeared again.
Yu Wen Feixiang was born into the first family in Middle-earth, and his family background is no longer a problem. He has dabbled in many cultivation techniques and magical powers in the cultivation world, and has extensive knowledge. However, these attacks coming from the poisonous mist around him are...
It's messy and seemingly without a clue. Although the true energy contained in each attack is very strong, its power is very little.
Yuwen Feixiang was quite puzzled at first, but soon realized that although the monks who were sneaking around were greedy, they were interested in the prestige of the first family in Middle-earth, so they all hid their true magical powers to avoid being seen by Yuwen Feixiang.
After being outed, the Yuwen family would seek revenge in the future. Therefore, all these attacks seemed specious, and Yuwen Feixiang was able to temporarily stabilize his position under the siege of many monks with his own strong strength.
However, there was not only one monk hiding around him after all. Although they all concealed their respective sect origins and cultivation levels, several of them attacked together. Even if Yuwen Feixiang was strong, he would inevitably fall into a disadvantage over time. In the end, everyone
He died under siege in an unknown manner.
However, how could Yuwen Feixiang be helpless against such a situation? He suddenly threw out a shield flashing with lightning. As soon as the shield flew over Yuwen Feixiang's head, it exploded into pieces under the siege of many attacks.
Just when everyone was wondering why the face-shielding thunder shield was so ineffective, they saw that the exploded thunder shield suddenly formed a huge thunder shield around Yuwen Feixiang. The thunder shield surrounded Yuwen Feixiang and Guan Hao, and surrounded them.
The attack hit the thunder cover, but was resolved by flashes of lightning. Moreover, the lightning hit the magic weapon, making it difficult for the monk to control the magic weapon for a while. Fortunately, everyone was besieging Yuwen Feixiang at this time, so he had no time to do anything.
Gu, if it is a one-on-one battle, this is the moment when the magic weapon loses control, and it is the moment when Yuwen Feixiang counterattacks and kills.
"talisman!"
"How can a descendant of the Yuwen family have no talisman in his body?"
"This is hard to say."
"Let's break his talisman first!"
"Just be afraid..."
Yuwen Feixiang listened to the strange and strange tones around him and knew that everyone was concealing their true tones. He couldn't help but sneer, and in his hand was another wooden sword with various runes engraved on the surface.
"Another talisman!"
"No, this is a flying sword!"
"The Yuwen family is really rich!"
In the exclamations of the monks, the flying sword of the talisman quickly disintegrated as Yuwen Feixiang shouted: "Ji". Countless sword lights scattered from the disintegrated talisman, and there were bursts of hidden monks from all directions.
He was running around in a hurry, and there were shouts and curses everywhere.
Yuwen Feixiang smiled coldly and whispered to Guan Hao beside him: "Let's go!"
Guan Hao didn't dare to neglect after hearing this, and quickly followed Yuwen Feixiang and flew out.
Although Yuwen Feixiang's flying sword brought a lot of trouble to the monks who were sneaking around, a few monks still escaped the attack from the weapon. Seeing that Yuwen Feixiang and the two were about to escape, they all took action to stop them.
Although Yuwen Feixiang tried his best to resist, there were still many attacks that knocked the lightning shields of Yuwen Feixiang and Guan Hao to the point of collapse.
Yuwen Feixiang's face was ashen, and he reached out and took out something from the stored magic weapon. The monks around him thought that he was going to use the magic weapon again, and the entire offensive suddenly stalled. They all secretly cursed this person for being a prodigal, but they felt more and more sorry for the Yuwen family.
He was afraid, but what Yuwen Feixiang held in his hand was just a sound transmission sword.
"No, stop him quickly!"
Many monks had realized something and shouted to stop it, but it was too late. The sound-transmitting magic sword disappeared through the gray poisonous mist amidst Yuwen Feixiang's sneer.
At this moment, Yuwen Feixiang and the others were already relying on the defense of the lightning shield to resist everyone's attacks, and were about to break out of the encirclement.
"Huh! As long as you break out of the crowd, the ancestors of the family will be able to rush over from the interior of the Fallen Archipelago in a moment. At that time, they will definitely kill all these overseas monks who have offended the majesty of the Yuwen Family. The members of the Yuwen Family
When has dignity been so challenged!"
However, just when Yuwen Feixiang and the two were about to break out of the tight siege, the lightning shield covering the two people shook suddenly. The shield made of hundreds of lightning lights suddenly collapsed, and hundreds of electric lights rushed towards the surroundings.
, and the lightning shield also completely dissipated.
Just when Yuwen Feixiang and the two took advantage of the cover of the last raging thunder to break through the entanglement of the last monk, the golden sword light that had not appeared since the crowd besieged Yuwen Feixiang and the two once again cut through the layers.
The mist appeared head-on in the direction of the two men's breakout.
Yuwen Feixiang's expression was gloomy, and he was filled with hatred. He had just been besieged by many people. Although he relied on two talismans to support him, it also consumed a lot of his true energy. This sword light would naturally not be released during Yuwen Feixiang's heyday.
In his heart, but at this moment he had to pay attention to it.
With a crisp sound of "crack", Yuwen Feixiang had a purple bronze drum with flashing lightning in his hand, while the golden flying sword body staggered away with electric sparks from time to time.
Although this golden sword light returned in vain, it successfully delayed Yuwen Feixiang's breakout. The monks who were previously blocked by Yuwen Feixiang's talisman saw an opportunity to take advantage of it, just like a group of bloody sharks.
, gathered around again.
Yuwen Feixiang screamed angrily. He hated those two golden sword lights that appeared at the right time. This was obviously someone's premeditated plot against him.
Under the combined attacks of all the monks, even though Yuwen Feixiang was a genius, he was unable to defeat the four hands with his two fists and was beaten until he vomited blood. Although Guan Hao on the side had Yuwen Feixiang trying his best to protect him, Yuwen Feixiang could not care about himself at this moment.
Without time, Guan Hao had already been seriously injured.
"Both the second class deserve to die!"
Yuwen Feixiang's face was ferocious, and a misty talisman was suddenly torn into pieces in Yuwen Feixiang's hands.
The scattered fragments of the captives were floating in the air, but they formed a golden portal. The light in the portal shone brightly, and a huge force suddenly came. The entire portal made a loud noise, as if someone was about to break it from the inside.
"Who, who dares to take action against my Yuwen family monk!"
A majestic and thick shout came from behind the door that was about to be shattered.
"No, it's a teleportation talisman. The Dharma cultivator from the Yuwen family is about to arrive!"
In a dangerous place like the Fallen Archipelago, the Faxiang Ancestor generally rarely uses space magical powers to travel around. This is why Yuwen Feixiang had previously used the sound transmission magic sword to notify the Faxiang Ancestor of the family to come and assist.
And this teleportation talisman can only be owned by the most outstanding family members in the Yuwen family, so that it can be used to save lives at the last moment.
The teleportation talisman was originally Yuwen Feixiang's treasure at the bottom of the box, and he would never use it unless absolutely necessary, because in this case it would undoubtedly lower his status in the eyes of the family ancestor, but at this time Yuwen Feixiang is truly
When it came to a life-or-death moment, he couldn't tolerate it anymore.
"We must kill him before the Dharma cultivator arrives, otherwise no one will get any benefits!"
"The outstanding disciple of the Yuwen Family, not to mention the 'Static Liquid Saliva' of that level, how much wealth does he have in his storage magic weapon? There are many rich people in the Middle-earth, and the Yuwen Family is not only the first family in the Middle-earth, but also the
The most luxurious family in China definitely has good things!"
"Stop talking nonsense and kill him first!"
"Boom!"
There was another muffled sound, and the portal formed by the torn talismans shook again, and the void in the portal continued to ripple like water waves.
Yuwen Feixiang was facing the siege of everyone at this time. Although his face became paler, his expression became calm.
After Yuwen Feixiang used the thunder and bronze drum to repel the obstruction of the golden sword light, he did not take his natal magic weapon back into his body.
Yuwen Feixiang raised his hands, and the thunder-light bronze drum suddenly turned into half a person's height. A pair of purple electric copper mallets appeared in his hands. Yuwen Feixiang suddenly waved his hands, and a thunderbolt suddenly exploded around him. Two pieces of metal flew from a distance.
The magic weapon suddenly seemed to be drunk, and it was twisting and turning in the sky, losing control and losing its power.
Although Yu Wen Feixiang's purple bronze drum is very powerful and can repel or annihilate incoming magic weapons and magical powers with every blow, Yu Wen Feixiang's pair of bronze hammers seems to fly away every time he swings them, which consumes a huge amount of real energy.
mana.
His natal magic weapon seems to be the same as Lu Ping's natal Yuan Chen magic circle. Although it is extremely powerful, the consumed real energy is a huge burden for the monks. Fortunately, after Lu Ping was lucky enough to smelt Xuanyuan Heavy Water,
This problem has been initially solved. Although Yuwen Feixiang's cultivation is among the best among monks of the same level, he has never smelted Xuanyuan Heavy Water, a spiritual object that can enhance the monk's true energy, and the purple bronze drum
Its grade is also much higher than Lu Ping's natal Yuan Chen Pearl and the ninth-grade White Jade Lotus Formation. In addition, Yu Wenfeng thought that he was at the end of his battle at this time, so he seemed to be struggling to support it.
Yuwen Feixiang beat a strange drum beat with his two hammers in tandem, and a ball of thunder suddenly burst out from the bronze drum, spreading from the inside out to the surroundings, forcing the siege of the monks around to a halt. Yuwen Feixiang turned pale.
His face turned green, and he spit out a mouthful of blood on the bronze drum, making the purple bronze drum have a strange red color.
The ancestors of the Yuwen family in the portal formed by the talisman and paper scraps seemed to have felt the crisis of Yuwen Feixiang. The loud bang that hit the portal suddenly stopped, and then a more fierce thunder exploded, and the portal exploded.
The void in it suddenly shattered into pieces, and a fist and half an arm flashing with thunder suddenly appeared from the shattered void, and then they were retracted. A cold snort came, and an arrogant pressure came with it.
Sky-high anger and murderous intent suddenly appeared in the sky besieging Yuwen Feixiang.
The entire sky seemed to have become silent because of this cold snort, and one or two rays of light flashed from time to time in the gray poisonous mist: some monks saw that the situation was not good and finally gave up on the treasure at their fingertips.
However, there are still some people who are driven by greed and intend to take a risk, because at this time, Yuwen Feixiang has also reached the point where his fuel is exhausted, while Guan Hao on the side simply curls up next to the bronze drum and is already sluggish.
"Crack!" There was another loud noise, and the fist flashing with thunder once again shattered the portal in the void. Behind the dark portal that seemed to swallow everything, the breathing of the ancestor of Dharma seemed to have been faintly heard.
A ray of sword light rose into the sky, and various sword styles evolved in the sky. Then each sword style seemed to form a kind of wind. There were violent winds, strong winds, hurricanes, gentle breezes, cool breezes, and cold winds.
, there is a storm...
All kinds of wind swords gathered together to form a huge wind scroll, a golden wind scroll brought by the light of the psychic sword, and the magical powers of the few remaining monks who tried to take a risk.
The spells flew towards Yuwen Feixiang and killed him.
At this moment, Yuwen Feixiang seemed to still have some strength left, but he was definitely unable to take on these attacks. However, there was no despair in Yuwen Feixiang's eyes at this time, only rage rising to the sky, facing the third golden attack.
The raging anger of sword light.
The bronze drum suddenly shrank to the size of a palm in Yuwen Feixiang's hand, and Yuwen Feixiang caught it in his hand. Only one purple bronze mallet was left in his right hand.
At this moment, only the golden wind scroll was left in Yuwen Feixiang's eyes. The bronze mallet in his right hand hit the bronze drum hard, and a purple thunderbolt burst out from the bronze drum, ignoring the magic weapons and supernatural powers that came from other attacks.
Regardless, he just looked for the golden sword light.
There was a loud bang, and the golden wind scroll suddenly disappeared in the moment of the thunderbolt.
Yuwen Feixiang's expression suddenly changed, but he suddenly heard a scream from Guan Hao at his feet. When he looked down, a faint blue sword light quickly flew back and disappeared into the poisonous mist, but Guan Hao, who had already been seriously injured, was