Chapter 469 1 Sword Ghosts and Gods Startled

Wang Daoyuan was not flustered. There seemed to be many opponents, but not many could play a role.

He escaped by himself, and the Gorefiend City side was not prepared.

The cultivators who blocked the road ahead and attacked by the two wings were all temporarily dispatched to make up the numbers.

These people are estimated to be performing other tasks nearby, and they ordered them to come and intercept.

There will not be too many people blocking the road, and there will be no precise cooperation.

The best way to deal with them is to rush past them as quickly as possible and leave them behind.

The cultivators attacked by the two wings don't need to be concerned at all. They fly by the sword, and it is impossible to keep up with the speed of the wind and fire.

The biggest threat is the flying warship behind.

The speed of this flying warship is definitely more than seven thousand miles in one hour.

In about half an hour, you can catch up with yourself.

In addition, there are monks blocking the road in front of him, delaying his time.

The two monks blocking the road in front of them must be resolved as soon as possible.

Otherwise, they will be entangled by them, and the monks on the two wings will surround them again.

Even using the Purple Lightning Execution Order, it is difficult to escape.

Inject a large amount of spiritual power into the white tiger blade, control the wind and fire, and rush towards the two blocking the road.

The blood-fiery purple-gold armor was already worn on his body, and with two late-stage cultivators of the Purple Mansion, it was unlikely that a single blow would seriously damage him.

He could only attack but couldn't defend, holding a white tiger blade and carrying ten sword shadows, he killed the two late-stage cultivators of the Purple Mansion.

The two seemed to know that he had feinted a shot before and did not defend with all their might.

Just take out the defensive magic weapon, while still casting attack spells.

Soon, Wang Daoyuan was only a little over a mile away from the two of them.

The two shot a fireball and a golden long sword respectively.

Wang Daoyuan controlled Fenghuo Feiyuan, cast Feihuo escape, avoided two attacks, and appeared in front of them instantly.

The two held a silver shield in one hand and a fiery red long sword in the other.

The silver shield is a defensive magic weapon with extremely high strength and is not easy to break.

It is very difficult to kill him instantly.

On the contrary, the one with the fire-red long sword should be a fire-attribute cultivator.

The fire attribute is good at offense and not good at defense, and there is still great hope for killing him.

However, it still needs to be differentiated.

Wang Daoyuan controlled the ten sword shadows and attacked the shield-wielding cultivator.

The shield-wielding cultivator hurriedly injected spiritual power into the shield and rode the flying sword under his feet to dodge backwards.

The sword-wielding cultivator slashed a sword beam towards Wang Daoyuan with his sword, and then held the sword to protect him in front of him.

Now that he was alone and helpless, Wang Daoyuan controlled the ten sword shadows to circle and attacked from behind him.

The white tiger blade in his hand was not idle, and he slashed his head with the sword.

After the shield-wielding cultivator discovered that he had been fooled, he sacrificed a silver meteor and smashed it towards Wang Daoyuan.

Wang Daoyuan didn't take the attack of the two seriously at all.

Wearing bloody purple and gold armor,

The improvised attack by the two caused him to be slightly injured at most.

Wang Daoyuan's white tiger blade slid across his neck, and ten sword shadows passed behind him.

The sword-wielding cultivator moved his head, and his body quickly fell down.

The fiery red long sword in his hand was also broken into two pieces.

The sword light he sent out slashed at Wang Daoyuan, and also pierced the robe.

On the bloody purple-gold armor, not even a trace was left.

On the contrary, the flying planet of the shield cultivator still has a little power.

The meteor hit Wang Daoyuan's left shoulder, Wang Daoyuan's body was strong, and he had soft armor to protect him, but he was not broken.

But the impact of this stream of planets still made him feel a surge of blood.

The shield-wielding cultivator did not dare to go forward any longer, and retreated in the due south direction.

Wang Daoyuan didn't dare to stop, and he didn't even collect the body, so he drove Feng Huo Fei Yuan with all his strength and continued to flee to the north.

It only took a few breaths of time to solve the roadblocker this time.

Although he was slightly injured, he was innocuous.

Next, Wang Daoyuan did not encounter any cultivators blocking the way.

Those magic cultivators who were left behind by him all took the flying warships and continued to pursue them.

Half an hour later, the flying warship was only more than twenty miles away from Wang Daoyuan.

The late Zifu and peak monks on the warship can already attack him with spells and instruments.

The attack magic weapon attached to the flying warship can naturally hit him.

Wang Daoyuan had to dodge frequently in the air, and his speed was seriously affected.

If it goes on like this, it only takes a hundred more breaths before the flying warship can stop him.

At this time, he was still nearly three thousand miles away from the boundary of Mingsha Plain.

If this continues, it is impossible for him to escape to Mingsha Plain.

As a last resort, Wang Daoyuan had to lower his height and shuttle between the mountains.

Put on the silk cloak of the forbidden god, take the cover of the mountain, and hide and seek with the other party.

The flying warship is huge, and it is inconvenient to travel between the mountains, and it must not dare to enter the mountains easily.

The situation was not as expected by Wang Daoyuan, and the flying warship continued to stay at a high altitude, monitoring the bottom.

Put on more than ten late Zifu and peak monks, under the command of the flying warship, besiege Wang Daoyuan.

With flying warships monitoring him, Wang Daoyuan had a hard time hiding his figure, and he was about to be surrounded by more than a dozen Zifu cultivators.

At this moment, a giant sword that was more than a thousand feet long appeared out of thin air and slashed down from the western sky.

A group of demon cultivators shuddered all over, and hurriedly ran away with their swords.

Wang Daoyuan didn't feel anything, this sword was not aimed at him.

However, he also drove Feng Huo Fei Yuan to avoid the sword to the north.

The giant sword was aimed at the flying warship, and the flying warship seemed to be fixed in place at this time.

The spiritual energy on the boat was surging, as if it was driving with all its strength, trying to avoid it, but couldn't move.

Everyone on the boat wanted to escape, but there was nothing they could do.

The thousand-zhang giant sword fell slowly, like cutting tofu, from the bow of the flying warship to the stern without hindrance.

The giant sword disappeared immediately, and the flying warship was divided into two neat halves.

Afterwards, the two halves of the warship did not fall, but turned into debris.

The people on the boat, still retaining a terrified look, also turned into minced meat.

All the demon cultivators who were not on the boat were trembling like chaff at this moment.

Wang Daoyuan also sucked in a breath of cold air. A flying warship of at least the third-rank top-rank, there are five or six late Zifu and peak monks on board, as well as ten or twenty foundation-building monks.

Under this sword, it is directly turned into slag, which can be described as a sword shock.

Compared with his own Heaven Slaying Sword, it can be said to be the fluorescence of rotten grass, compared to the bright moon in the sky.

At this time, an auspicious cloud floated in the west direction.

A young man's voice came from the cloud: "Junior Brother Wang, I don't know your magic, can you break my sword?"

Hearing this, Wang Daoyuan was taken aback for a moment, this sentence means something.

At the Zifu Grand Ceremony of Wang Daoyin that year, after defeating Kui Jian, he said, "A sword can be broken by all methods".

The meaning of this person's words seems to be aimed at what he said back then.

In this way, this person should be a person from the Taiyi Sword Sect.

Wang Daoyuan cupped his hands and said, "I don't know which senior from the Taiyi Sword Sect came to the rescue?"

Laughter came from the auspicious clouds: "Junior Brother Wang is really transparent, no wonder the real master Xuanlei praised him many times.

Said friend is a natural sword cultivator, but unfortunately it is too late to contact the sword cultivator.

The vision of Zifu is not a sword, and taking the path of sword cultivation is always a little bit meaningless. "

Xiangyun quickly floated over, and Wang Daoyuan saw that there were two young people on the cloud.

One of them was the Kui sword that he was familiar with, and the other monk was born.

This man has a plain appearance, wearing a plain white robe without any ornaments.

The hair is tied with Xiaoyao towel on the head, and even the most common hair crown of monks is not worn.

There was no trace of spiritual power fluctuations on his body, and he didn't look like a monk, but a secular scholar.

A magic cultivator who escaped death cupped his hands and said: "This senior Jindan, why do you wait for me to shoot at random?

According to the agreement between my Gorefiend City, Shenbing Pavilion and Taiyi Sword Sect, the Jindan cultivator cannot repair it, and the two Jindan cultivators will not take action against the demon cultivator.

I don't know how to explain why the seniors attacked me for no reason and destroyed the flying warship? "

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