Chapter 525 Folding Arm

(Huh... It's finally 1.5 million words. I don't sleep for a year, and I forget to eat and sleep. I can't stop thinking about it!)

This gourd-shaped magic weapon is much higher in quality than some of the previous top-quality spiritual weapons. The mouth of the gourd is constantly spraying white light outward, while the white light contains countless long knives, densely facing the bloody sword light emitted by the grass pheasant sword.

There was only a "jingle" sound. Those knives fell to the ground one after another. Although the gourd's mouth continued to spray white light, the light was getting weaker and weaker. After all, they still didn't wait to completely resist the blood sword light. With a "cluck", the gourd was split by the blood sword light and vertically divided into two halves. It also fell to the ground.

At this time, Shangguan Wuyong has used the gourd magic weapon to block the bloody sword light for a moment. He pulled himself out of the range of the bloody sword spirit. He gasped and found that the gourd magic weapon was also destroyed, and his heart was even more painful. This gourd magic weapon was the result of his scattered cultivation that killed a Mahayana period in those years, and it was one of his few fairy weapons. One of them is now also cut by the sword of the grass pheasant!

It's just that Shangguan Wuyong can't care about pity the magic weapon, because Feng Xiaotian has chased him relentlessly, looking like he won't stop killing himself.

Shangguan had no intention to fight hard. In desperation, he had no choice but to continue the escape just now. Fortunately, while he fled, he was happy to find that although the mountain protection array had just suddenly become powerful and attacked and killed many disciples of the unified sect, Mina's green light flashed a few times and suddenly went out.

"Haha, no wonder the mountain protection array was unparalleled just now. It was like that man, and the light returned. Now the mountain protection array has been broken. As long as I rush in and attack the main altar inside, I will naturally reverse and rescue the old man. I still have some magic weapons in my hand, as long as I hold on a little longer. Cheng, hey hey, fortunately, I took it by chance and accumulated a lot of magic weapons in those years. Otherwise, I'm afraid I've been cut by this Feng Xiaotian at this moment!" Shangguan Wuyong continued to use all kinds of magic weapons to resist the grass pheasant sword of Feng Xiaotian, while thinking in his heart.

However, Shangguan Wuyong has not been happy for a long time, and when the disciples of the unification sect have not reacted in the sudden power of the mountain protection array and then disappearing, the Xiaoyao sect rushed out countless disciples, all lined up in a neat array. The first two were even more masters of the Mahayana period, and soon unified the disciples. The formation of the son rushed to the top, especially the team of disciples in white, like a sharp dagger, killing all sides among the disciples of the unified sect. The whole Longshou Mountain Valley was full of blood. At the beginning, the moon-shaped array was even more morale, echoing the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect who had just rushed out, killing the disciples of the unified sect to cry. Dad calls for his mother, and he can't become an army!

Shangguan Wuyong took all this in his eyes. He couldn't help but want to go there to command the battle in person, but it was difficult for him to protect himself as a mud bodhisattva to cross the river. Under the pursuit of Feng Xiaotian, the situation was precarious. How could he take care of the battle over there?

And Feng Xiaotian naturally saw this situation. Seeing that the development of things was carried out smoothly according to his original arrangement, he was overjoyed and left all his worries. He concentrated on chasing down Shangguan Wuyong, and the sword was a little fierce!

Although Shangguan Wuyong was concerned about the situation on the battlefield over there, in the face of Feng Xiaotian's increasingly fierce attacks, he did not dare to be too distracted at all, so he had to restrain his mind and fight against Feng Xiaotian's attack wholeheartedly.

However, even if Shangguan Wuyong is rich in his collection, there is no magic weapon comparable to the quality of the sword of the grass pheasant. They are all broken by a sword. After a period of consumption, Shangguan Wuyong was stunned to find that there was nothing in the storage ring, and no magic weapon could be found, and the grass pheasant sword has continued to break the air attack!

"Oh no!" Shangguan Wuyong shouted secretly. Seeing that the bloody sword light pulled straight towards his neck, he didn't have time to think too much and stretched out his arm to block it.

With a flash of blood, Shangguan Wuyong's left arm had been cut down. Strangely, the broken arm was stained on the grass pheasant sword, and the blood inside was quickly absorbed, and then became extremely dry before falling to the ground.

And Shangguan Wuyong shouted miserably. His body stabbed and retreated more than ten feet. He raised his right arm and clicked out on his left arm one after another. Fang Shi stopped the continuous flow of blood, but his face had become pale.

However, Feng Xiaotian did not continue to chase and kill. He stood in mid-air, and the sword of the grass pheasant was full of blood. He stopped in front of Shangguan Wuyong, trembling slightly, and the tyrannical and bloody breath firmly locked Shangguan Wuyong!

"Lao Guan, what else do you have to say now?" Feng Xiaotian asked coldly. He stood up and put his hands behind him. A green shirt was hunting with the mountain wind. His expression was elegant and unrestrained, and he looked at Shangguan Wuyong condescendingly.

"Feng Xiaotian, do you have to kill all of them before you give up?" Shangguan Wuyong looked at the murderous grass pheasant sword in front of him and looked up and asked Feng Xiaotian.

"Huh! Old man, I have no grudge against you. You took 200,000 people and came to my Longshou Mountain Xiaoyao Sect with a murderous spirit, but have you ever thought of letting go of my Feng Xiaotian and these hundreds of thousands of practitioners?" Feng Xiaotian snorted coldly when he heard the words.

"Uh? This..." Shangguan Wuyong suddenly stopped talking. This time, he came with the determination to win, and he really did not intend to let go of anyone who was against him. Unless he obeyed to him, Shangguan Wuyong must cut the root!

"Huh! For your own ambition to dominate the real world, originally. After experiencing the poison of the Demon Alliance, the cultivation world has been hit hard again. After this melee, I don't know how many people will be killed or injured. After calculation, you are really a heinous crime!" Feng Xiaotian saw that Shangguan Wuyong hesitated and couldn't speak, but continued to scold him.

As soon as Shangguan Wuyong heard this, he quibbled and said, "It's not all my fault. If you obey me from the beginning, how can there be these killings? Besides, there is a saying in the secular world that if you want to achieve hegemony, people will naturally bleed and kill and injure some people. What's the surprise?

"It's a good sentence, 'A general's success has a thousand bones'. You, an old man, still have the face to say that you have caused the loss of life for one person's selfish desires. It's really a waste of death. Even if you say so much today, how can I forgive you?" Feng Xiaotian said with a disdainful face. Although he is not a murderer, he also knows that the ambitious person who left Shangguan Wuyong is in the world of cultivation. After all, it is a disaster. Maybe it will be better to get rid of it again.