"It's a bow... When did Donghai have such a powerful golden bow! Kill me again for no reason......
Since Yan Wu saw the enemy clearly, the panic in his heart calmed down a little, but a wave of deep hatred rose, and his golden body just now blocked it slightly, allowing him to see clearly that this black arrow that looked like a golden phoenix was coming from in front of him.
"This arrow is coming from in front of me, it turns out that this person is in the east, damn it... This trip was in vain!"
Since he deduced that this person was in the east, he immediately turned back, drove the Dharma Light, and flew west.
When casting spells in this hand, the two long sticks lit up with golden light, thick and long, and a burst of incendiary incense emerged, radiating an arc-shaped light along both sides of the stick, gradually thickening, forming a circular shield surface.
"Qin Ling Dunyou."
There weren't many defensive spells in his hands, only one stick was carried behind him, and the other was on his chest, protecting his confidants and galloping in the wind.
Although he had never seen this person before, he also bet that an attack of this level should not be easily used, and his head flew away, and suddenly there was a buzzing sound in his ears again, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest and back.
This sound tore in his ears and kept echoing, causing blood to flow in his ears, and he felt a wave of fear in his heart.
"The direct line of the Immortal Sect is not the Golden Sect... Which one is so sharp? Is it Jianmen?"
He only felt a huge shock in his chest, and the long stick in his hand let out a scream, and he came out of his hand in an instant, making two turns in the air, and Yan Wu covered his chest, and there was another hole the size of a bull's eye in his left chest.
Shi Xiu's magic weapon was not good, and the long stick was retrieved back into his hand, already slightly bent, and there was no fear:
"Positive again! He did it on purpose!"
This person's archery skills are profound, Yan Wu has never seen such a terrifying immortal arrow in his life, this person tortured him like a joke, the arrow came in front of him had nothing to do with where he was, it was just what he thought.
Yan Wu had experienced hundreds of battles, and at this critical juncture, he immediately burrowed into the sea and dived desperately to the bottom of the sea, only to feel a chill in the back of his neck.
"Here we go again......"
He wanted to activate the spell, but he felt a wave of gas running through his body, breaking small holes and wandering through his skin and internal organs, breaking twice, but he didn't even pinch out the spell.
The panic in Yan Wu's heart finally intensified to the extreme, and he pinched his hands fiercely:
"Prolomita - [Sacrifice]"
In an instant, his body emitted bursts of golden light, and his white-faced body quickly melted, turning into golden light to protect his body, and the powerful power was released.
Sure enough, he only felt that the buzzing in his ears was like thousands of birds singing in unison, blood flowing from both ears, consuming the Dharma body to turn his gaze to the extreme, and finally saw five golden lights coming from the front like meteors, coming one after another.
"Buzz!"
A large number of air waves evaporated from the seawater, and Yan Wu opened his mouth to roar, pouring out the fear in his heart, and the five golden lights seemed to have never appeared, but he was left with only a head connected to a pair of arms, and the rest of the Dharma body had all vaporized and disappeared.
At this point, Yan Wu's heart was as cold as water, he only raised those two arms, and before the next golden light flew over, he held his neck with both hands and twisted it hard.
"Kacha."
He deliberately did not use his Dharma body ability, and just strangled himself to death in the seawater, the golden light roared, turning his body into blood, and his head flew high, setting off huge waves on the sea.
The waves surged and slowly calmed down, leaving only the thick dark clouds in the sky constantly rolling, rustling raindrops falling on the waves, and the four magic winds were belated.
Keqing, who was the leader, swallowed his saliva, his eyes wandered, and looked at the three people beside him, but none of them dared to look at him, and they all lowered their heads and frowned.
Just when a few people were at a loss, a dark golden brilliance slowly appeared in front of their eyes, a middle-aged man stepped on the shuttle and walked slowly, gently stretched out his hand, caught the head that fell from the dark clouds, waved his sleeves and put away his magic weapon, and looked at everyone coldly
The middle-aged man had a cold expression, wearing armor and robes, and his black gold armor was very intimidating, carrying a longbow behind him, one hand behind him, and the other hand pinching the shiny head.
Yan Wu's head was full of fear, blood dripped down, staining the man's strong forearm red, he didn't say a word, looking at everyone quietly.
"Run!"
Several people had ideas in their minds at the same time, but no one dared to move their steps, feeling cold all over their bodies, their faces like knives cutting, as the middle-aged man in front of them approached step by step, they all lowered their heads and stared at the sea, and the leader finally said:
"Senior... Thank you seniors for their help... Junior......"
He said sweating profusely, but he didn't die, and a person flew in from behind him, it was Zong Keqing, who was left without support, and finally found everyone, his eyes were full of shock and excitement, and he came forward and said crookedly:
"Fu Keqing! But what kind of talisman did Situ use... This fight with me just now..."
"Snap!"
Halfway through his words, he noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, but he was suddenly slapped in the face and stumbled to the ground.
"I waited for the Cape Xiaoxiu, and I had no intention of disturbing the Immortal Sect's envoy, and I ask the seniors to forgive me......"
This Zong Keqing saw that the expressions of several colleagues were very wrong, as if he wanted to swallow himself alive, and quickly endured it, Li Xuanfeng stared at him and said coldly:
"Go back and talk to Situ Mo."
"If he dares to take half a step out of the island, the master will shoot his head down and kick it as a ball."
Fu Keqing submissively agreed, understanding that this was a struggle between the Immortal Sect and the Immortal Sect, his own overseas minor cultivator, no strength or background, all he could do was pass a word, and he didn't dare to wipe his sweat, he just nodded:
"Xiao Xiu understands... Xiao Xiu understands..."
Li Xuanfeng's black gold armor lit up slightly, and disappeared in the air, and the feeling of everyone's faces being cut like a knife disappeared, Zong Keqing was slapped for no reason, angry and confused, looking at the people around him, Fu Keqing wiped his sweat and just said:
"You're just glad you didn't say anything! You can save this little life!"
Zong Keqing realized it in hindsight and said in a low voice:
"Which Immortal Sect is the lord?"
"Who knows? You think that the scene just now was a sacrifice of some talisman, but you don't know, it's just a few arrows at hand!"
The rich Keqing said in a hoarse voice:
"Looking at it like this, it might be the Golden Feather Immortal Sect......"
……
Li Xuanfeng went all the way away, and then took out the hand behind him, his wide and thick hand was full of wounds like a baby's mouth, slowly opening and closing, and his five fingers were bleeding profusely.
"The fight is more urgent."
Li Xuanfeng turned his hand and put away the head, and the five arrows in the quiver at his waist jumped slightly, as if they had not yet had fun, and the golden light was intertwined and flowing.
Li Xuanfeng's quiver had a total of five mysterious arrows, all of which were made of pure gold, and they would fly back after shooting the arrows, and only then did they shoot five arrows in one go, making these five magic weapons very excited and constantly jumping.
Raising his eyes, Li Xuanfeng raised his longbow again, without using the golden arrow, he pulled the bowstring, and the mana on the string automatically converged to form a gang arrow.
"Hugh."
The arrow broke through the sky, crossed a hundred miles, landed on an island, passed through the dense forest, and hit the head of the big banyan tree with teeth and teeth.
"Pfft!"
This head suddenly exploded, and all the twisted and swinging banyan trees turned into powder, leaving only blood stains all over the ground.
In order to prevent Mu Tuo from becoming suspicious, Yan Wu deliberately left the life of the Situ family and grafted it onto a banyan tree, but now that the dust has settled, Li Xuanfeng ended it with an arrow, saving him from struggling on the tree day and night.
Then gently wipe it in the palm of your hand, at least to make this hand look no different on the surface, this injury is not serious, it will be good for a month or two.
Unlike the extremely weak Mu Tuo, two arrows made him disappear, he could only make up his mind to cause as much damage as possible before this thing was determined to escape.
"It's a pity, if he hesitates for a while, he can shoot him here."
Even though the mage chose to commit suicide to escape in the end, Li Xuanfeng also made him feel uncomfortable, the anger was not so easy to resolve, it was enough to make his injuries continue to continue, if there was no external help, maybe he would fall slowly.
And before Yan Wuwei had completely dissipated the Qi in his body, as long as he was a hundred miles close to Li Xuanfeng, he would immediately be perceived by his Jin Geng, and at that time, as long as an arrow passed, he could make this thing scatter.
Li Xuanfeng has been holding back in southern Xinjiang for decades, from the initial discouragement to the later arrogance, and then to the news from the Ning family that he hated it so much that he couldn't settle down, and now he beat these two Buddhist cultivators in one breath and one was killed not long ago, and the hatred in his heart eased slightly, and he muttered:
"Wait... It's just interest..."
Killing all the way, the mana in his body was gone, riding the wind, shuttling through the dark clouds, Li Xuanfeng squinted his eyes and thought carefully.
"This Situ Mo is cautious, since he has shown his strength, with his family's power, I am afraid he will not be able to hide it for much time, so it is better to use this power to deter him, so that he does not dare to leave the island, so as not to harass my juniors everywhere."
Situ Mo's caution was unexpected, Li Xuanfeng did not embarrass the guest minister on the island too much, his situation was not allowed to fight again, and his power was extremely strong, leaving it to intimidate Situ Mo.
The thunder in the sky became more and more frequent, the surroundings were as dark as ink, and the rain did not stop.
It was dark everywhere in the sea, Li Xuanfeng flew all the way in the rain, and it took a long time to see the Fenkuai Island, diving into the sea, but he saw Ning Heyuan coming up and said with a smile:
"Brother-in-law, how is the situation?"
"Some gains."
Li Xuanfeng nodded quietly, his words were conservative, Ning Heyuan didn't ask much, laughed, and replied:
"Qinghong Daoist has arrived in the market and is waiting for his brother-in-law!"
"Qinghong is here!"
Li Xuanfeng finally smiled, took two steps forward, and flew towards the market.
……
East China Sea, Qunyi Strait.
The islands in the Qunyi Strait are densely packed, randomly distributed in every corner of this strait, and there are many people living on them.
In a remote and narrow island, the highest mountain is full of barren and exposed boulders, and a small temple stands on the top of the mountain, in which five or six natives worship silently.
The statue on the top was carved from a boulder, but it looked very white, and it kept shaking at this moment, falling fine gravel, and the fine stone powder slowly fell down, scattering all over the ground.
The natives knelt down at a loss and kept bowing, only to see the statue explode and a small baby jumped out.
The baby was covered in blood, with only his head and arms, and there was nothing below his chest.
"Ah! Oh! Damn! Damn! Which Immortal Sect child is it..."
The natives were suddenly confused, stepped forward and hurriedly stuffed their hands into his mouth, swallowed an arm in one gulp, and suddenly grew up a lot, looking like he was seventeen or eighteen years old.
But this body still looked terrifying and terrifying, just two arms, one shoulder against the other head, the chalk suddenly changed color, and the appearance of the senior brother Mutuo suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
"Damn... There is something strange about this person."
He called the last native, raised a hand, his nails were as sharp as knives, and with a gentle wave, he slashed the man's chest above, supported his hands the ground, jumped up on the spot, and tightly attached them to the chest.
"It's much more comfortable now!"
Yan Wu took two steps, and a smile appeared on his face, but it quickly froze on his face.
"Pfft!"
An inexplicable wave erupted from the original arms of the upper body, rushing the mortal body of the lower body to pieces, and fell to the ground with a thud, and his heart was cold.
"What a clever immortal technique!"
Although the exegesis claims that the body is the boat of the world, which can be replaced at will, but if there is no boat for a long time, I am afraid that he will drown in the world.
At that moment, he understood that if he couldn't find any precious medicine and blood food suitable for him, he was afraid that he would die in two or three years, and he couldn't allow him to find a secluded place to practice slowly.
There was still some hatred in his heart, but now he was full of fear, and he secretly said in his heart:
"Fortunately, the senior brother is dead... Qin Ling's Taoist unification is in her own hands, if she can survive this catastrophe... Just go out to the South China Sea and never go back to this ghostly place..."
Such a body with only arms left floated in the air, drifting westward, full of despair, and only prayed secretly:
"World-Honored One! World-Honored One bless! There must be a mortal island without a foundation to protect it... Can the disciple continue Qin Ling's Taoist lineage... It depends on this experience!"