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Yuwen Feixiang didn't expect that someone would really dare to shoot at him, and this sword light came extremely abruptly, missing a hit, and quickly retreated into the gray poisonous mist, but it made Yuwen Feixiang not lock on the direction of the sneak attacker for a while.
This golden sword light, lightning, and stone fire seemed to suddenly trigger the greed of the monks peeking around, followed by the golden light, and several magic weapons were mixed in several spells, hitting Yuwen Feixiang and the two of them with their heads and faces.
When Shangguan Hao's golden sword light appeared, he was suddenly shocked in his heart, and then quickly collected the 'Static Saliva' in the storage magic weapon, and then threw out a cyan flying sword to help Yuwen Feifei resist the magic weapons and magical spells flying from all sides.
However, Shangguan Hao soon discovered that seven or eight out of ten of these attacks were aimed at himself, and Yuwen Feixiang was resisting everyone's attacks for him.
Shangguan Hao was also a quick-minded person, and he immediately guessed that these people were actually coming for the high-grade spiritual objects in his hands.
However, when the first golden sword light hit before, it did not come towards Shangguan Hao, but directly slashed at Yuwen Feixiang, and it never appeared again after missing a hit.
Yuwen Feixiang was born in the first family of Middle-earth, and his family background was naturally no longer a problem, he had dabbled in many cultivation techniques and magical powers in the cultivation world, and had a wide range of knowledge, but these attacks from the surrounding poisonous mist were chaotic and seemed to have no clue.
Yuwen Feixiang was quite puzzled at first, but soon understood that although the monks who were attacking around him were greedy, they were all hidden by the reputation of the first family in Middle-earth, so they all hid their true magical powers, so as not to be seen by Yuwen Feixiang and sought revenge by the Yuwen family in the future. , so these attacks all seemed specious, and Yuwen Feixiang was able to temporarily stabilize his position with his strong strength under the siege of many monks.
However, there was not only one monk hidden around after all, although they all concealed their respective sect origins and cultivation paths, but several people besieged together.
However, how could Yuwen Feixiang be helpless against such a scene, only to see him suddenly throw out a shield that flashed with thunder, and as soon as the shield flew above Yuwen Feixiang's head, it exploded to pieces under the siege of many attacks.
Just when everyone was puzzled about how the face-covering thunder shield was so useless, they saw that the exploded thunder shield suddenly formed a huge thunder shield around Yuwen Feixiang, the thunder shield covered Yuwen Feixiang and Shangguan Hao in a circle, and the surrounding attacks hit the thunder shield, but they were resolved by flashing thunder, and the thunder hit the magic weapon, which also made it difficult for the monk to control the magic weapon for a while, but fortunately, everyone was besieging Yuwen Feixiang at this time, so that he had no time to take care of him, if it was in the process of one-on-one battle, It was the moment when this magic weapon lost control, and it was the moment when Yuwen Feixiang counterattacked and killed.
"Talisman!"
"How can the descendants of the Yuwen family not have talismans!"
"This is hard to say."
"Let's break his talisman first!"
"If you are afraid, you are afraid of ......."
Yuwen Feixiang listened to the various strange tones around him, knowing that this was also everyone invariably concealing their true tones, and couldn't help but sneer, and there was another wooden sword in his hand with various runes engraved on the surface.
"It's a talisman again!"
"No, this is a talisman flying sword!
"The Yuwen family is really rich!"
Amid the exclamations of the monks, the talisman flying sword quickly disintegrated as Yuwen Feifei shouted: "Sick", countless sword lights scattered out from the disintegrating talismans, and the monks hidden in all directions were in a hurry, exclaiming and scolding.
Yuwen Feixiang smiled coldly and whispered to Shangguan Hao beside him: "Let's go!"
Shangguan Hao did not dare to neglect when he heard this, and quickly flew out behind Yuwen Feixiang.
Although Yuwen Feixiang's talisman flying sword caused a lot of trouble to the monks who were sneaking up around him, there were still a few monks who dodged the attack that erupted from the talisman weapon, and when they saw that Yuwen Feixiang and the two were about to escape, they all took action to stop them.
Yuwen Feixiang's face was ashen, he stretched out his hand and took out something from the storage magic weapon, the surrounding monks thought that he was going to use the talisman again, the entire offensive suddenly stopped, and they secretly cursed this person as a prodigal, but in their hearts they were more and more afraid of the Yuwen family, but what Yuwen Feixiang was holding in his hand was just a sound transmission sword.
"No, stop him quickly!"
Many monks had already realized something and shouted to stop one after another, but it was already too late, and the Transmission Sword disappeared through the gray poisonous mist amidst Yuwen Feixiang's sneer.
At this moment, Yuwen Feixiang and the two had already relied on the defense of the lightning shield to resist everyone's attacks, and they were about to break through the encirclement.
"Hmph! As long as he breaks out of everyone's encirclement, after a while, the ancestor of the family will be able to rush over from the interior of the Fallen Great Islands, and at that time, these overseas monks who have violated the majesty of the Yuwen family will definitely be killed, when has the dignity of the Yuwen family been so provoked!"
However, just when Yuwen Feixiang and the two were about to break out of the encirclement, the thunder shield shrouded in the two of them shook suddenly, and the shield made of hundreds of thunder lights suddenly collapsed, and hundreds of lightning rushed around, and the thunder shield also completely dissipated.
Just when Yuwen Feixiang and the two took advantage of the cover of the final collapse and raging thunder to break through the entanglement of the last monk, the golden sword light, which had not appeared since the crowd had besieged Yuwen Feixiang and the two, once again cut through the heavy fog and appeared head-on in the direction of the two breaking through.
Yuwen Feixiang had a gloomy expression, he hated it in his heart, he was besieged by many people just now, although he relied on two talismans to support it, but the consumption of his primeval essence was also quite large, this sword light would naturally not be taken to heart in Yuwen Feixiang's heyday, but at this moment he had to concentrate on it.
With a crisp "crackling" sound, Yuwen Feixiang had a purple bronze drum with flashing thunder in his hand, while the golden flying sword staggered away with electric sparks from time to time.
Although this golden sword light returned in vain here, it successfully delayed Yuwen Feixiang's breakthrough. The monks who had previously been blocked by Yuwen's flying talisman saw that they had an opportunity, and gathered around again like a group of bloody sharks.
Yuwen Feixiang roared angrily, he hated the two golden sword lights that appeared just right, this was obviously someone who was premeditated and calculated with him.
Under the combined attack of the monks, even though Yuwen Feixiang was a wizard, he was unable to match his four hands with both fists, and he was beaten until he vomited blood, and Shangguan Hao on the side was trying his best to protect Yuwen Feixiang, but at this moment Yuwen Feixiang was still too busy to take care of himself, and Shangguan Hao had already been seriously injured.
"The second class deserves to die!"
Yuwen Feixiang's face was fierce, and a misty talisman was suddenly torn apart in Yuwen Feixiang's hands.
The scattered debris of the captives floated in mid-air, but it formed a golden portal, the light in the portal was shining, and a huge force suddenly came, and the entire portal roared loudly, as if it was about to be broken by someone from inside.
"Who is it, who dares to attack my Yuwen family monk!"
A majestic and heavy shout came from behind the portal that was about to be shattered.
"No, it's a teleportation talisman, the Dharma monks of the Yuwen family are about to arrive!"
In a dangerous place like the Fallen Great Islands, the Faxiang Ancestor generally rarely uses space magical powers to move around, which is why Yuwen Feixiang had previously used the Transmission Sword to notify the family Faxiang Ancestor to come and respond.
And this teleportation talisman could only be possessed by the most outstanding family children in the Yuwen family, in order to use it to save their lives at the last moment.
The teleportation talisman was originally a treasure at the bottom of Yuwen Feixiang's box, and he would never take it out and use it unless it was a last resort, because in this case, it would undoubtedly lower his status in the eyes of the family ancestor, but at this time, Yuwen Feixiang was really at the moment of life and death, but he couldn't allow him to use it.
"We must kill the Dharma Physiognomy Monk before he arrives, otherwise everyone will not be able to benefit from him!"
"The outstanding children of the Yuwen family, not to mention the 'static saliva' of the highest grade, is how much net worth is there in his storage magic weapon? The Yuwen family is not only the first family in China, but also the first luxury family in China, and there are definitely good things on it!"
"Stop talking nonsense, kill him first!"
"Boom!"
There was another muffled sound, and the portal formed by the torn talisman was another vibration, and the void in the portal was constantly rippled like water waves.
Yuwen Feixiang faced the siege of everyone at this time, although his face became paler and paler, his expression became calm.
After Yuwen Feixiang used the thunder 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, the thunder bronze drum suddenly turned into more than half a person tall, a pair of purple electric copper mallets appeared in his hands, Yuwen Feixiang waved his hands suddenly, a thunderclap suddenly exploded beside him, and the two magic weapons flying from a distance suddenly seemed to be drunk, twisting and losing control in the sky, and their power was greatly reduced.
Although Yuwen Feixiang's purple bronze drum was powerful, each blow could repel or annihilate the incoming magic weapons and magical powers, but Yuwen Feixiang's swing of a pair of copper hammers seemed to be quite far away, consuming a huge amount of primordial mana.
His natal magic weapon seemed to be the same as Lu Ping's Natal Yuanchen Magical Circle, although it was extremely powerful, but the primeval essence consumed was a huge burden for the monk, Lu Ping was fortunate that after smelting the Xuanyuan Heavy Water by chance, this problem had been initially solved, and although Yuwen Feixiang's cultivation was thick and he was also a leader among the monks of the same rank, he had never smelted the Xuanyuan Heavy Water that could enhance the thickness of the monk's primordial essence, And the grade of the purple bronze drum is also much higher than Lu Ping's Natal Yuanchen Bead and the ninth-rank white jade lotus formation diagram, plus Yuwen Feng thinks that he is also at the end of the strong crossbow at this time, so he seems to be struggling to support it even more.
Yuwen Feixiang's double hammers struck a peculiar drum beat one after the other, and a ball of thunder suddenly burst out from the bronze drum, spreading from the inside out to the surroundings, forcing the offensive of the surrounding monks to stagnate, but Yuwen Feixiang's pale face turned blue and red, and a mouthful of reverse blood spat out on the bronze drum, giving the purple copper drum an extra layer of eerie red.
The ancestor of the Yuwen family in the portal formed by the talisman confetti also seemed to have felt the crisis of Yuwen Feixiang, but the loud sound of violently shooting the portal before stopped, followed by a thunderous explosion that was even more fierce than before, and the void in the portal suddenly shattered into pieces, a fist and half an arm flashing with thunder and lightning suddenly appeared from the shattered void, and then took it back, and a cold snort came, and an invincible coercion suddenly appeared above the besieging Yuwen Feixiang with sky-high anger and murderous aura.
The entire sky seemed to be silent because of this cold snort, and one or two rays of escape flashed from time to time in the gray poisonous mist: there were already monks who saw that the situation was not good and finally gave up the treasures they could get.
However, there are still some people who are driven by greed and intend to take risks, because at this time Yuwen Feixiang has also reached the point of running out of oil, while Shangguan Hao on the side simply curled up next to the bronze drum and has long been languishing.
"Click" There was another loud noise, and the fist flashing with thunder once again shattered the portal in the void, and after the portal that was pitch black as if it was about to devour everything, it seemed that the breath of the Dharma Phase Ancestor had been faintly heard.
A sky-high sword light rose into the sky, evolving various sword styles in the sky, and then each sword style seemed to form a kind of wind, including strong winds, gale winds, hurricanes, breezes, clear winds, cold winds, and storms......
All kinds of wind swords gathered together, forming a huge wind scroll, a golden wind scroll brought up by the psychic sword light, and the magical spells issued by the few remaining monks who tried to take risks and slashed towards Yuwen Feixiang and killed.
At this moment, Yuwen Feixiang seemed to have some strength left, but he was determined not to be able to take on these several attacks, but at this time, there was no despair in Yuwen Feixiang's gaze, only sky-high anger, and the sky-high anger at the golden sword light that came for the third time.
The bronze drum suddenly shrank to the size of a palm in Yuwen Feixiang's hand and was grabbed by Yuwen Feixiang, and only one purple copper mallet was left in his right hand.
Yuwen Feixiang only had the golden wind scroll left in his eyes at this moment, and the copper hammer in his right hand hit the bronze drum fiercely, and a purple thunderbolt burst out of the bronze drum, ignoring the magic weapon magical powers that came from other attacks, but just recognized the golden sword light.
With a loud bang, the golden wind suddenly disappeared in the moment of the thunderclap.
Yuwen Feixiang's face suddenly changed, but he suddenly heard a scream from Shangguan Hao at his feet, and when he looked down, a dark blue sword light quickly flew back and disappeared into the poisonous mist, while Shangguan Hao, who had already been seriously injured, was already dead.