Li Xuanfeng waited for a while, and the two monks had already begun to fight infighting.
Since he didn't pretend to be a member of the Situ family, Li Xuanfeng understood that there would be a good show to watch in the next nine out of ten, standing in the air with a golden shuttle, waiting quietly.
Seeing that the two monks were flying north and fighting in the air, Li Xuanfeng raised his left hand, pulled down the longbow behind him, clenched it with one hand, controlled the string with the other, glanced coldly, and chose Mutuo without hesitation.
"This person is easy to kill, and it is easy to be alarmed and flee back to the formation, kill this person first."
He exhaled and spoke, his beard widened, his black gold armor emitted brilliance, and a golden arrow made of pure gold jumped out of the quiver on his waist, obediently placed on the string.
The Jin Geng longbow in his hand has long been recast in Yishan City, and now it is not what it used to be, the bow is eight feet and six inches long, and the horns are three feet and five inches long, which is longer than it was back then, dark gold, and the whole body is full of brilliance.
If it stands on the ground, it is a head higher than the ordinary Zhao people, but now it is flat, like a siege crossbow.
This golden light arrow is also a magic weapon, about four feet long, without too complicated patterns, smooth and sharp, with beautiful lines, it has been hammered and refined by the refiners in southern Xinjiang, and it is as heavy as an iron bull.
"Da Da Da ......"
Li Xuanfeng slowly pulled the bowstring, and the golden bow in his hand turned from flat to diagonal, eight feet long, looking like a big eagle with its wings spread from a distance.
"Wow!"
The golden light became thicker and thicker, Li Xuanfeng squinted his eyebrows, his eyes spanned a hundred miles, and he stared coldly at Mu Tuo's ugly face.
"Wear!"
Li Xuanfeng let go of his hand, and the golden arrow in his hand suddenly disappeared into the air, he didn't look at the result, but hooked the second golden arrow to land on the string and aimed it again.
……
Mu Tuo had just wiped the blood from his face, and suddenly fell into a deep panic in his heart, the blood on his face was like dewdrops, spraying out one after another, he screamed:
"Save ......!"
He only spat out a word, and the four guest ministers had already noticed his abnormality and had to step back to join forces to save his life, but they heard a buzzing sound.
"Buzz..."
Several people stared at it, and Mu Tuo's white head disappeared.
The cut surface of his neck was as smooth as a mirror, and many thin thread-like strips of flesh were pulled out at the edge of his neck, waving them in the air, as if he wanted to grow this head again, but when it exceeded the cross-section, it broke off all the roots.
Zhao Shi's vitality was only comparable to that of a demon cultivator, Mu Tuo's hands danced in the air in a panic, as if he had been crushed to pieces under Kong Tingyun's golden mountain and did not panic at that time, he took two steps in the air, touching his neck with both hands, but his five fingers broke off with a thud when they touched the cross-section.
"Buzz......
The second buzz rose again, and Mu Tuo disappeared, leaving only a few pieces of blood mist in the air.
Almost at the same time, the statues of several temples on Jindou Island exploded all at once, turning into stone powder all over the ground, and several babies exploded into a blood mist all over the ground, covered in blood.
Several guest ministers and Wu Qi in the air were stunned, Mu Tuo disappeared in place in front of these five foundation-building people, and forgot to fight for a while, and forgot to run away when he ran away.
Wu felt an invisible connection slowly climbed up to his body, senior brother Mutuo disappeared in front of him, and the inheritance of Qinling Temple was naturally transferred to himself.
"What... What is this... It's an arrow... It's an arrow..."
He coughed, spat out some blood foam, felt that his face was like a knife, and dense beads of blood flowed out of his left cheek, and he didn't have time to whine.
He himself was stronger than Mu Tuo, now that Mu Tuo was dead, the inheritance of the temple was transferred to him, adding three points of power, but he had already been frightened, and hundreds of golden lights surrounded his body, like a desperation, flying through the air with the wind.
Several Keqing of Jindou Island were shocked and frightened, and the people who were ordered to protect them were completely destroyed in front of several people, how could the feeling in their hearts be complicated? Looking at the blood mist in the air and the desperate escape to the east, one person said:
"This monk has many life-saving skills... Maybe it has been resurrected on the island."
The other person was full of fear and shook his head and said:
"Are you still chasing after me?"
Several people looked at each other, and they all saw the fear in each other's eyes, silently chasing the north with the wind, but the speed was as slow as if they were enjoying the scenery.
Wu Yi only ran out for two miles, his whole body was cold, he only felt a buzzing sound in his ears, desperately retreated to the side, and his arm was torn apart.
For Shi Xiu, this kind of injury is nothing at all, Shi Xiu does not focus on the body, the whole body can be changed and kneaded at will, and the hole in the hand can be filled with just a gentle stroke on weekdays.
But now the wound was bloody and dripping with blood, Wu only felt that the place was tingling and numb, there was no sign of healing, his eyes were enlarged, and he was at a loss.
Li Xuanfeng's attack was extremely powerful, it was not that he had never encountered such an enemy, often the spells mastered by the Immortal Sect's direct line were like this... But what really makes me fearless is:
"Where is he?"
This attack was almost to the extreme, as if it was shuttling from the void, and it seemed to be boundless and endless, and I didn't even know which direction the other party was in, and I risked my life to escape like this, whether I was staying away from the other party... Or are you getting close to each other?
The unknown is more terrifying than the powerful, and you can't even see the shadow of the enemy, how much consumption is this for the enemy? How many time intervals are there? How far is the attack range? Wu Tong knew nothing, he only felt a silent chill behind him, and his chest began to drip blood.
"He's teasing me, damn it!"
Wu Sheng had a trace of enlightenment, pinched the spell again, and the figure of the three heads and six arms appeared behind him, shouting:
"Blessing of the Dharma, crying golden body!"
His skin lit up, from red to brilliant gold, as if it were made of brass, unparalleled, and tiny spells emerged, jumping and dancing on his skin.
"Poof!"
However, the next moment, he spewed out a mouthful of light golden blood, and the golden mist spread in the air, looking quite fantastic in the sun.
Wu's chest was empty, leaving a hole as thick as a forearm, and he could see the blue red sea water behind him.
A golden gold loss like a slender phoenix bird, bright and transparent... The brilliance flows.
He forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, touched the wound lightly, and finally had a bottom:
"It turns out that this is such a power, if it is placed before the fall of Maha, this Dharma body can still block it... It's a pity."