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Chapter 470

Wang Daoyuan did not panic. There seemed to be many opponents, but not many of them could make an impact.

He escaped by himself, leaving the Blood Demon City undefended.

The monks blocking the road ahead and attacking from both sides were temporarily dispatched to make up the numbers.

These people were probably performing other tasks nearby, and orders were given from their superiors to come and intercept them.

There won't be too many people blocking the road, and there won't be any precise coordination.

The best way to deal with them is to rush over as quickly as possible and leave them behind.

There is no need to worry about the monks who are flanked by two wings. They rely on swords to fly and cannot always keep up with the speed of the flying kite.

The biggest threat is the flying warship in the rear.

The speed of this flying warship is definitely more than seven thousand miles an hour.

In about half an hour, you can catch up with yourself.

In addition, there are monks blocking the way in front of me, which wastes my time.

The two monks blocking the road in front of us must be dealt with as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if you are entangled by them, the monks on both sides will surround you again.

Even if you use the Purple Thunder Evil Killing Order, it will be difficult to escape.

Injecting a large amount of spiritual power into the white tiger blade, he rode the wind and fire flying kite and rushed towards the two people blocking the road.

The blood-fire purple-gold armor was already worn on his body, and with two late-stage Zifu monks, it was unlikely that he could be seriously injured with one blow.

He only attacked but did not defend. He held the white tiger blade in his hand and with ten sword shadows, he killed two late-stage cultivators from the Purple Mansion.

The two men seemed to know about his false shot before, and did not fully defend themselves.

He just took out his defensive magic weapon, and at the same time he was still casting offensive spells.

Soon, the distance between Wang Daoyuan and the two of them was just over a mile.

The two of them fired a fireball and a golden sword respectively.

Wang Daoyuan controlled the Wind and Fire Flying Kite, used Flying Fire Escape, dodged two attacks, and appeared in front of them instantly.

One of the two men held a silver shield in one hand, and the other held a fiery red sword.

The silver shield is a defensive weapon, extremely strong and not easy to break.

It's very difficult to kill him instantly.

But the one holding the fiery red sword should be a fire attribute monk.

The fire attribute is good at attacking but not at defending, so there is still a lot of hope in killing him by force.

However, it still needs to be differentiated.

Wang Daoyuan controlled ten sword shadows and attacked the shield-holding monk.

The shield-wielding monk quickly injected spiritual power into the shield, controlled the flying sword at his feet, and dodged backwards.

The sword-wielding monk swung his sword and slashed a beam of sword light at Wang Daoyuan, then held the sword in front of him to protect him.

Now that he was isolated and helpless, Wang Daoyuan controlled ten sword shadows to circle around and attack him from behind.

The white tiger blade in his hand was not idle either, and he swung the sword to chop off his head.

After the shield-bearing monk realized that he had been fooled, he launched a silver meteor ball and hit Wang Daoyuan.

Wang Daoyuan didn't take the two men's attacks seriously at all.

Wearing blood-fire purple-gold armor, the two people's impromptu attacks would only cause him some injuries at most.

Wang Daoyuan's white tiger blade slashed across his neck, and ten sword shadows passed behind him.

The sword-wielding monk moved his head and his body quickly fell downwards.

The fiery red sword in his hand was also broken into two pieces.

The sword light he sent out struck Wang Daoyuan and cut his Taoist robe.

Not even a trace was left on the blood-fire, purple-gold armor.

However, the shield-wielding monk's meteor ball still has some power.

The meteor hit Wang Daoyuan's left shoulder. Wang Daoyuan's physical body was strong and protected by soft armor, but his defense was not broken.

But the impact of this meteor still made him feel a surge of energy and blood.

The shield-bearing monk did not dare to move forward anymore and retreated due south.

Wang Daoyuan did not dare to stay, and without even collecting the corpse, he drove Fenghuo Feiyuan with all his strength and continued to escape due north.

This time, we only lost a few breaths of time in dealing with the monks blocking the way.

Although he was a little injured, it was not serious.

Next, Wang Daoyuan did not encounter any more monks blocking his way.

Those demon cultivators who were left behind by him all took flying warships to continue the pursuit.

Half an hour later, the flying warship was only more than twenty miles away from Wang Daoyuan.

The late Zifu and peak monks on the warship can already attack him with spells and magic weapons.

The attack weapons attached to the flying warship can naturally hit him.

Wang Daoyuan had to dodge frequently in the air, and his speed was seriously affected.

If he continues like this, it will only take more than a hundred breaths for the flying warship to stop him.

At this time, he was still nearly three thousand miles away from the border of Mingsha Plain.

If he continues like this, it will be impossible for him to escape to Mingshayuan.

As a last resort, Wang Daoyuan had no choice but to lower his height and shuttle between the mountains.

Put on the Forbidden God's silk cloak, use the cover of the mountain to hide and seek with the opponent.

The flying warship is huge and difficult to travel between the mountains, so it must not dare to enter the mountains easily.

The situation was just as Wang Daoyuan expected. The flying warship continued to stay at high altitude and monitor the situation below.

More than ten late-stage and peak cultivators from the Purple Mansion were put on, and under the command of flying warships, they surrounded Wang Daoyuan.

With flying warships monitoring him, it was difficult for Wang Daoyuan to hide his figure, and he was about to be surrounded by more than a dozen Zifu demon cultivators.

At this time, a huge sword with a length of more than a thousand feet appeared out of thin air and struck down from the western sky.

All the demon cultivators suddenly trembled and fled in all directions with their swords.

Wang Daoyuan didn't feel anything at all. The sword was not aimed at him.

However, he also drove Fenghuo Feiyuan to avoid the sword to the north.

This giant sword was aimed at the flying warship, and the flying warship seemed to be frozen in place at this time.

The spiritual power on the ship was surging, as if it was being driven with all its strength. I wanted to avoid it, but I couldn't move at all.

Everyone on the boat wanted to escape, but there was nothing they could do.

The thousand-foot giant sword fell slowly, like cutting tofu, from the bow to the stern of the flying warship without any hindrance.

The giant sword disappeared immediately, and the flying warship split into two neat halves.

Afterwards, the two halves of the warship did not fall but directly turned into debris all over the sky.

Everyone on the boat, who still retained their frightened expressions, also turned into minced meat.

The demon cultivators who were not on the boat were all trembling like chaff at this time.

Wang Daoyuan also took a breath of cold air. There was a flying warship that was at least the third level. There were five or six late-stage and peak Zifu monks on board, as well as ten or twenty foundation-building monks.

Under this sword, it was directly turned into debris. It was really a shock to the sword.

Compared with it, my Heaven-Destroying Sword can be said to be the fluorescence of rotten grass or the bright moon in the sky.

At this time, an auspicious cloud floated from the due west.

A young man's voice came from the cloud: "Junior Brother Wang, I wonder if all your skills can defeat my sword?"

After hearing this, Wang Daoyuan was stunned. This sentence meant something.

At Wang Daoyin's Purple Mansion Ceremony, after he defeated Kui Jian, he said, "Everything can break one sword."

The meaning of this person's words seems to be in reference to the words he said back then.

In this case, this person should be a member of the Taiyi Sword Sect.

Wang Daoyuan cupped his hands and said, "I wonder which senior from the Taiyi Sword Sect came to the rescue?"

Laughter came from the auspicious clouds: "Junior brother Wang is indeed transparent, no wonder my master Xuan Lei has praised him many times.

Daoyou is a born swordsman, but it is a pity that he came into contact with the art of swordsmanship too late.

The vision of Zifu is not a sword, so if you follow the path of sword cultivation, it will always be a little bit wrong."

The auspicious clouds soon floated over, and Wang Daoyuan saw clearly two young people on the clouds.

One of them was Kui Jian, whom he was familiar with, but the other monk was unfamiliar to him.

This man was of plain appearance, wearing a plain white robe and without any accessories.

Her hair was tied up with a Xiaoyao scarf, and she didn't even wear the hair crown that is most common among monks.

There is not a trace of spiritual power fluctuations on his body, and he does not look like a monk, but more like a secular scholar.

A demon cultivator who narrowly escaped death raised his hands and said: "Why did this senior Jindan attack us?

According to the agreement between our Blood Demon City, the Shenbing Pavilion and the Taiyi Sword Sect, the golden elixir cultivators cannot be cultivated, and the two sects’ golden elixir cultivators will not take action against the demonic cultivators.

I don’t know how to explain this behavior of senior?”


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