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Eight hundred and twentieth seventh chapter God descends the sword

Screams resounded among the Black Armored Army. Wherever the arrows passed, once the arrow hit them, they would not die or be seriously injured unless they had the strength of a first-rate warrior. Where the arrows were most concentrated, a group of Black Armored Army soldiers lay down.

"stop."

Teng Qingshan's eyes turned red. Even if he was exposed, he shouldn't let so many sergeants die for him. He tried his best to rush out of the crowd.

"Prepare!"

In the distance, Ancient World Friend gave an indifferent order, and the five hundred divine crossbow sergeants quickly loaded their arrows.

"Stop!"

Zhuge Yuanhong, who had forced Gu Yong back with one sword, his face changed drastically when he saw this. His daughter was also among the black-armored army. He could not imagine what would happen next.

"snort."

Gu Yong sneered, and together with Wan Tuyou from the Snow Eagle Sect, he stopped Zhuge Yuanhong.

The five hundred divine crossbow soldiers were ready one by one. Gu Shiyou raised his right hand and then waved it fiercely.

"put!"

Another thousand arrows rained down like a swish of arrows with a harsh whistling sound, but this time they hit Zhuge Qing.

"Get down!"

The surrounding black armored troops wanted to protect Zhuge Qing, but now she was focused on Teng Qingshan's safety and looked steadily at Teng Qingshan.

"Qingqing!"

Zhuge Yuanhong's voice of grief and indignation suddenly rang out, and Teng Qingshan in the crowd instantly locked onto the light green figure. The weak figure looked at him, and for a moment, the two looked at each other.

Teng Qingshan watched helplessly as arrows rained down, Zhuge Qing was in danger, but he could only watch, stretching out his hands to catch but there was nothing he could do. At this moment, he felt extremely powerless...

Zhuge Yuanhong, who could remain calm even when the mountain collapsed in front of him, was worried at this moment, but he was surrounded by many masters such as Gu Yong, Zhao Danchen, Wan Tuyou, etc.

He no longer concealed his murderous intention, the light of the four-foot green-edged sword in his hand was instantly restrained, and the speed of the sword seemed to slow down for an instant, like a dream, like an illusion, and a sword shadow flashed past like silk and mist.

Zhao Danchen in front of Zhuge Yuanhong only saw the silky and foggy dreamy sword shadow, and his reaction speed seemed to slow down.

"No!"

Zhao Danchen immediately bit the tip of his tongue, and it was too late for him to be shocked. The right arm holding the sword was completely cut off, and the dreamlike sword shadow drew an arc, and a big line appeared on the chest of Elder Wan of the Snow Eagle Sect who was affected.

There was a gap and blood flowed out.

Zhao Danchen was crippled with one sword, and the two major Tianbang golden elixirs of Xueying Sect Wan Tuyou were seriously injured, forcing many innates to retreat. However, they were still too far away from the place covered by arrows. More innate experts from various major sects,

At this moment, everyone rushed over.

The long-browed old monk from Mani Temple came up in mid-air and shouted: "This guy's art of disguise... Zhuge Yuanhong, please hand over the murderer Teng Qingshan..."

None of the thirteen stick monks who came to Mani Temple were injured this time, and they even won two big treasure tripods. However, these monks were still greedy. Teng Qingshan never attacked anyone from Mani Temple, but he called Teng Qingshan a murderer.

, I really don’t know where the Buddha in Mani Temple has cultivated.



"Qingqing..."

Teng Qingshan finally rushed out of the crowd, but the dense rain of arrows was less than three feet away from Zhuge Qing and other black-armored troops. No matter how fast he went, he couldn't stop him. With great grief and anger in his heart, he shouted and rushed out, trying to stop him.

This is the tragedy that is about to happen.

boom……

A stream of light suddenly fell from the sky. Many strong men who were taking action suddenly felt palpitations. They stopped unconsciously. Endless smoke and dust rose up. The dense rain of arrows was blown away by the sudden explosion. Many of them even bounced back, causing the silver to fall.

The dragon army was wailing all over the place.

"Qingqing..."

Teng Qingshan quickly rushed to Zhuge Qingqing and held her in his arms. At this moment... Teng Qingshan realized what was in his heart. He did have feelings for her. At this moment, he didn't care about the people around him at all.

"Teng, Brother Teng..."

When Miss Qing saw Teng Qingshan, a smile appeared on her pale face, "Qingqing finally sees you, I like you..."

"What is that!"

"A knife!"

"How could a knife fall from the sky!"

"Just happened to save someone from the Black Armored Army?"

"What a coincidence!"

"Look, that knife is shining!"



Many innates who were still fighting at first were attracted by the next miracle. The one that flew away thousands of divine crossbow arrows was a strange sword with a medium-long handle. At this moment, the blade suddenly flashed azure blue.

of light.

Buzzing…

In the fluctuating blue light, a strange shadow of a long sword appeared. The sword was long and slender. The sword was inlaid with six orbs. The front and back were marked with twelve o'clock. The blade was also divided into twelve sections, which looked strange.

Incomparably, the blue light swept across the black-armored sergeant who originally fell to the ground.

An extremely surprising scene happened. Wherever the blue light passed, countless divine crossbow arrows flew up. The black-armored soldiers who had fallen to the ground and were wailing and about to lose their voices sat up one by one, as if they were not injured at all, and each one inspected them in surprise.

own body.

Boo hoo hoo…

Countless divine crossbow arrows flew up again, bringing with them bursts of howling wind, but this time, the Qinghu Island side suddenly changed its expression. Gu Yong, who was blocking Zhuge Yuanhong, panicked, because the divine crossbow arrows were actually returning the same way they came.

It was covering the direction of the Divine Crossbow Camp, and his only son Gu Shiyou was directing the battle in this Divine Crossbow Camp.

"Gu Yong, why are you leaving now? We'd better stay close and close!"

Although he didn't know what the reason was, how could Zhuge Yuanhong, who hated Gu Yong so much, let him go? He turned his sword and blocked him in front of Gu Yong, even though Gu Yong was still higher than him in the Heavenly Ranking.

However, over the years, Zhuge Yuanhong has practiced hard, and Gu Yong has been entangled in secular affairs. The strength between the two has long been reversed. Gu Yong has long been no match for Zhuge Yuanhong, and now he is entangled and unable to escape.

"Go away, go away quickly, Shiyou, go away..."

Gu Yong only has this son, and he is eager to go and save people, but unfortunately he is not strong enough. Zhuge Yuanhong and Yan Motian will not let them, the strong men of Qinghu Island, pass by, and the interests of the eight major sects come first, and there is no way they can help stop them.

.

He could only watch helplessly as the rain of arrows rained down towards their Silver Dragon Army's Divine Crossbow Camp.

"ah……"

Arrows fell to the ground and smoke filled the air. Gu Yong roared with grief and anger, and tried to make a desperate move towards Zhuge Yuanhong. Zhuge Yuanhong's sword easily dodged once, and his figure moved and Yan Motian came to Zhuge Qing's side in Teng Qingshan.

, carefully guarding them behind him.

"Shiyou, Shiyou..."

Gu Yong tore away the smoke and dust with a palm, and stirred up the strong wind to come to his son. Gu Shiyou fell to the ground, beside him were countless wailing and screaming soldiers from the Shennu Camp. More soldiers from the Shennu Camp had already disappeared. Gu Shiyou

His body and limbs were pierced by several divine crossbows, and he didn't die immediately because his cultivation was not weak.

But the breath was really weak, so Gu Yong took out countless healing medicines and carefully protected them, barely able to temporarily protect his son.


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