Yuwen Feixiang didn't expect that someone really dared to attack him, and the sword light came very abruptly, he missed it, and quickly retreated into the gray poisonous fog, but it made Yuwen Feixiang not lock on the attacker for a while. position.
This golden flash of light, light, stone and fire seemed to arouse the greed of the monks who were peeping around. Following the golden light, several magic weapons were mixed in several spells to hit Yuwen Feixiang and his face.
Shangguan Hao was startled when the golden sword light appeared, and then quickly put the 'Static Liquid Saliva' in the storage magic weapon, and then threw a blue flying sword to assist Yuwen Feixiang resists magic weapons and magical spells flying from all directions.
However, Shangguan Hao soon discovered that most of these attacks were aimed at himself, and Yuwen Feixiang was defending him against everyone's attacks.
Shangguan Hao was also a quick-witted person, and he immediately guessed that these people were actually coming for the high-grade spiritual object in his hands.
However, when the first golden sword light hit, it didn't come at Shangguan Hao, but directly slashed at Yuwen Feixiang, and it never appeared again after the first hit.
Yuwen Feixiang was born in the No. 1 family in Central Earth, so the origin of his family education is no longer a problem. He has dabbled in many cultivation techniques and magical powers in the cultivation world, and has a lot of knowledge. However, these attacks from the surrounding poisonous fog are Disorganized and disorganized, seemingly clueless, although the true energy contained in each attack is very strong, but the power is very little.
Yuwen Feixiang was quite puzzled at first, but soon realized that although the monks who were sneaking around were greedy, they all hid their true magical powers to avoid being seen by Yuwen Feixiang. He made a mistake, and was later sought revenge by the Yuwen family. Therefore, all these attacks seemed specious, and Yuwen Feixiang was able to temporarily stabilize his position under the siege of many monks with his own strong strength.
However, after all, there is not only one monk hiding around. Although they all concealed their respective sect backgrounds and cultivation bases, several people besieged together. Yuwen Feixiang was powerful, and after a long time, he would inevitably fall into a disadvantage. In the end, everyone Under the siege, he died for no apparent reason.
However, how could Yuwen Feixiang be helpless in such a situation, he suddenly threw out a shield that was shining with thunder, and the shield just flew above Yuwen Feixiang's head, and it was blown to pieces under the siege of many attacks.
Just when everyone was wondering why the masked lightning shield was so ineffective, they saw that the exploded lightning shield immediately formed a huge lightning shield around Yuwen Feifei, and the lightning shield surrounded Yuwen Feixiang and Shangguan Hao. The attack hit the lightning cover, but was resolved by flashes of lightning, and the lightning hit the magic weapon, which made it difficult for the monk to control the magic weapon for a while. Fortunately, everyone was besieging Yuwen Feixiang at this time, making him No time for him to care, if it is in the process of a one-on-one battle, it will be the moment when the magic weapon loses control, and it will be the moment when Yuwen Feixiang counterattacks and kills.
"Amulet!"
"How come the descendant of the Yuwen family doesn't have a talisman!"
"This is not easy to say."
"Let's break his talisman first!"
"Afraid to be afraid..."
Yuwen Feixiang listened to all kinds of strange tones around him, and knew that this was because everyone had unanimously concealed their true tones. He couldn't help but sneered, and in his hand was another wooden sword engraved with various runes on the surface.
"It's a talisman again!"
"No, this is a talisman flying sword!"
"The Yuwen family is really rich and powerful!"
Amidst the exclamation of the monks, the talisman flying sword followed Yuwen Feixiang and shouted: "Sick" and quickly disintegrated. Countless sword lights scattered from the disintegrated talisman, and the monks hidden in all directions burst into waves He was in a hurry, shouting and cursing everywhere.
Yuwen Feixiang smiled coldly, and whispered to Shangguan Hao beside him: "Go!"
Shangguan Hao didn't dare to be negligent when he heard the words, and quickly followed Yuwen Feixiang and flew out.
Although Yuwen Feixiang's talisman weapon flying sword caused a lot of trouble to the monks who were sneaking around, there were still a few monks who escaped the attack from the talisman weapon. Although Yu Wenfei tried his best to resist, there were still many attacks that knocked Yuwen Feixiang and Shangguan Hao's lightning shields to the ground.
Yuwen Feixiang's face was ashen, and he reached out and took out another magic weapon from the storage. The monks around thought that he was going to use the talisman weapon again, and the whole offensive stopped immediately, and they all cursed this person as a prodigal, but they felt more and more for the Yuwen family in their hearts. However, what Yuwen Feixiang held in his hand was just a sound transmission sword.
"No, stop him!"
Many monks had already realized something, and they shouted and stopped, but it was already too late, and the sound transmission sword disappeared through the gray poisonous mist amidst Yuwen Feixiang's sneer.
At this moment, Yuwen Feixiang and Yuwen Feixiang had also relied on the defense of the lightning shield to resist the attacks of the crowd, and they were about to break out of the encirclement.
"Hmph! As long as we break out of the siege of the crowd, the ancestors of the family will be able to rush over from the interior of the fallen archipelago in a short while. At that time, these overseas monks who violated the majesty of the Yuwen family will definitely be killed. When has dignity been so provoked!"
However, just when Yuwen Feixiang and the two were about to break out of the siege, the lightning cover covering the two of them suddenly shook, and the shield made up of hundreds of lightning lights suddenly disintegrated, and hundreds of lightning lights rushed towards the surroundings And go, and the thunder shield has completely dissipated.
Just when the two of Yuwen Feixiang broke through the entanglement of the last monk under the cover of the finally collapsing and raging thunder light, the golden sword light that had never appeared since the crowd besieged the two of Yuwen Feixiang once again pierced through The mist appeared head-on in the direction where the two broke through.
Yuwen Feixiang's expression was gloomy, and his heart was full of hatred. He was besieged by many people just now. Although he was supported by two talisman vessels, it consumed a lot of his true energy. Naturally, this sword light would not let go during Yuwen Feixiang's heyday. In his heart, but at this moment he had to concentrate on it.
With a crisp "crack", Yuwen Feixiang had a purple copper drum that shone with thunder in his hand, while the golden flying sword flew back staggeringly with electric sparks from time to time.
Although this golden sword light returned in vain, it successfully delayed Yuwen Feixiang's breakthrough. The monks who were previously blocked by the Yuwen Flying Talisman saw an opportunity, and surrounded them again like a group of bloody sharks.
Yuwen Feixiang screamed angrily, he hated the two golden sword lights that appeared just right, it was obviously someone's premeditated scheme against him.
Under the combined attack of all the monks, even though Yuwen Feixiang was a prodigy, he was hard to beat with two fists and four hands, and was beaten until he vomited blood. On the side, although Yuwen Feixiang tried his best to protect him, at the moment Yuwen Feixiang was still doing nothing. In no time, Shangguan Hao was already seriously injured.
"Damn the second class!"
Yuwen Feixiang's face was grim, and a misty talisman was suddenly torn apart in Yuwen Feixiang's hands.
Scattered captive debris floated in mid-air, but it formed a golden portal. There was a lot of light in the portal, and a huge force suddenly came, and the entire portal slammed loudly, as if it was about to be broken by someone from the inside.
"Who is it, who dares to attack my monks from the Yuwen family!"
A majestic and heavy shout came from behind the door that was about to be shattered.
"No, it's a transmission talisman. The Dharma monks from the Yuwen family are coming soon!"
In such a dangerous place as the Fallen Archipelago, the Faxiang Patriarch seldom used space magic powers to travel horizontally and horizontally, which is why Yuwen Feixiang used the sound transmission sword to notify the family Faxiang Patriarch to come to meet him.
And this teleportation talisman can only be owned by the most outstanding family members in the Yuwen family, in order to save lives at the last moment.
The teleportation talisman was originally a treasure at the bottom of Yuwen Feixiang's box, and he would never use it unless it was absolutely necessary, because this situation would undoubtedly reduce his status in the eyes of the family ancestors, but at this time Yuwen Feixiang was the real one. When it came to the moment of life and death, he couldn't tolerate it anymore.
"Be sure to kill the Faxiang cultivator before he arrives, otherwise everyone will lose their benefits!"
"The outstanding children of the Yuwen family, not to mention the top-grade 'Static Liquid Saliva', but how much wealth does he have in his storage artifacts? Zhongtu is rich and rich, and the Yuwen family is not only the number one family in Zhongtu, but also The most luxurious family in Middle-earth, there are definitely good things in him!"
"Stop talking nonsense, kill him first!"
"Boom!"
There was another muffled sound, and the portal formed by the torn talismans shook again, and the void in the portal continuously rippled like water waves.
Facing the siege of the crowd at this time, Yuwen Feixiang's expression became calm even though his face became paler and paler.
After Yuwen Feixiang repelled the obstruction of the golden sword light with the bronze drum of thunder light, he did not take back this magic weapon of his own life into his body.
Yuwen Feixiang raised his hands, and the Thunder Light Bronze Drum suddenly turned into half a person's height. A pair of purple electric copper mallets appeared in his hands. Immediately, the magic weapon seemed to be drunk, twisted and lost control in the sky, and its power was greatly reduced.
Although Yuwen Feixiang's purple bronze drum is powerful, each blow can repel or annihilate the attacking magic weapon and supernatural power, but every time Yuwen Feixiang swings a pair of copper hammers, it seems to be quite flying away, and it costs a lot of real energy mana.
His natal magic weapon seems to be the same as Lu Ping's natal Yuanchen magic circle. Although it is powerful, the real yuan consumed is a great burden for monks. Luckily, after Lu Ping smelted Xuanyuan heavy water, This problem has been preliminarily solved, and although Yuwen Feixiang is a leader among monks of the same level in terms of his strength, he has never smelted Xuanyuan heavy water, which can enhance the strength of a monk's true essence, and the purple bronze drum Its grade is also much higher than Lu Ping's natal Yuan Chenzhu and the ninth-grade white jade lotus array, and Yu Wenfeng thinks that he is at the end of his strength at this time, so he seems to be struggling to support it.
Yuwen Feixiang's double hammers hit a strange drumbeat one after the other, a cloud of thunder burst out from the bronze drum, and spread from the inside to the outside, forcing the surrounding monks to stop the siege attack, and Yuwen Feifei paled. However, his face turned blue and red, and a mouthful of reverse blood spit out on the bronze drum, making the purple bronze drum have a strange red layer.
The ancestors of the Yuwen family in the portal formed by talismans and confetti seemed to have felt the crisis of Yuwen Feixiang. The loud noise that hit the portal violently before stopped, and then there was a more fierce thunder explosion than before, and the portal exploded. The void in the middle suddenly shattered, and a fist and half of an arm gleaming with lightning suddenly appeared from the shattered void, and then retracted, a cold snort came, and an incomparable coercion carried Soaring anger and murderous intent suddenly appeared in the sky besieging Yuwen Feixiang.
The whole sky seemed to become silent because of this cold snort, and one or two flashes of light flickered in the gray poisonous mist from time to time: Some monks saw that the situation was not good and finally gave up the treasures that were at their fingertips.
However, there are still some people who are driven by greed and intend to take a risky gamble, because at this time Yuwen Feixiang has reached the point where his oil is exhausted, and Shangguan Hao who is on the side simply curls up next to the bronze drum and has already been sluggish.
"Crack" was another loud noise, and the fist that shone with thunder shattered the portal in the void again. Behind the portal that was so dark that it seemed to swallow everything, it seemed that Patriarch Faxiang's breathing had faintly been heard.
A sky-high sword light soared into the sky, evolving various sword styles in the sky, and then each sword style seemed to form a kind of wind, there were strong winds, strong winds, hurricanes, gentle winds, clear winds, and cold winds , there is a storm...
All kinds of wind swords gathered together to form a huge wind volume, a golden wind volume brought by the psychic sword light, and the magical powers emitted by the few remaining monks who were trying to take a risk. The spells slashed towards Yuwen Feixiang together.
At this moment, Yuwen Feixiang seemed to have enough strength, but he was absolutely unable to withstand these attacks. However, there was no despair in Yuwen Feixiang's eyes at this time, only the soaring anger, facing the third golden attack. Jian Guang's soaring rage.
The bronze drum suddenly shrunk to the size of a palm in Yuwen Feixiang's hand, and Yuwen Feixiang grabbed it in his hand, leaving only one purple copper mallet in his right hand.
At this moment, only the golden wind was left in Yuwen Feixiang's eyes, and the bronze hammer in his right hand hit the bronze drum fiercely, and a purple thunderbolt burst out from the bronze drum, facing the magic weapon and supernatural power that came from other attacks. Regardless, he just looked for that golden sword light.
There was a bang, and the golden wind volume suddenly disappeared at the instant of the thunderbolt.
Yuwen Feixiang's face changed suddenly, but he suddenly heard a scream from Shangguan Hao at his feet. When he looked down, a faint blue sword light quickly flew back and disappeared into the poisonous fog, while Shangguan Hao, who had already been seriously injured, was already dead.