Chapter 533 Destruction

Seeing that his number of people was decreasing, he was unable to break through the castle. The fire frowned. If it went on like this, he was bound to fall into a desperate situation before and after the enemy. He snorted coldly and ordered loudly, "The target has been completed. Retreat!"

The anxious crowd had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. As soon as they stopped the retreat order, they immediately came to the spirit, connected to each other, and tried to condense a protective barrier.

"Wait!"

Wang Wujian lengthen his voice and shouted lazily. He seemed calm and did not take thousands of oncoming energy arrows in his heart.

"What? Are you sure to break through the castle?

The fire stared at him and asked. Of course, he would not doubt that the son of Tianling did not have this ability. To be precise, he was still confident in the sky mirror, but he did not see that Wang Wujian was so cunning and did not move earlier, causing so many people to lose in vain.

"I'm not sure, but you can have a try!"

Glancing at his iron-blue face, Wang Wujian said with an understated smile.

His words made other warriors very angry. The arrows on the opposite side are like rain. Every blink of an eye consumes a lot of energy. What's more, his words are simply a joke. Can he do what hundreds of people can't do?

"If you stay for a moment, there will be a moment of loss, then the Lord Laofan will show his magical power, break the castle as soon as possible, and let me wait to kill!"

The fire has long been waiting for him to show the rebuking mirror. In this way, he can instigate several cronies sent by the suzerain Huo Xiong to launch an attack on Wang Wujian to seize the reprimand.

Ignoring the unreachable cunning color on the flame's face, Wang Wujian walked out of the protection area alone, and the purple gold aperture around him also doubled strangely.

The fighters who were sent by Huo Xiong to "follow" Wang Wujian were worried and ready to come forward with him, but they could not be stopped by the fire.

Several people watched him step into the arrow rain and their faces were tense. Although Wang Wujian's identity was a mystery, he also took the name of the patriarch's son-in-law. Huo Xiong did not clearly tell them how to deal with Wang Wujian, which showed that he was testing whether he was loyal to the Flame Sect. If so, of course, he should make sure that he was foolproof. But now he is walking alone in the rain of arrows. If he doesn't do it, he will be pierced by ten thousand arrows. At that time, he can't cross! Thinking about the inhumane young lady, you will know what will happen to you.

"Three suzerains, can this work? Otherwise, let's work together and try to attack together. If not, retreat. There is no need to let the saint take risks alone!"

A fighter said nervously.

"Hum, don't worry. You underestimate him. This mortal master, hey, he has a very good ability. You can see it right away!"

At the corner of the fire**'s face, he smiled strangely and listened to the tone, as if he and Wang Wujian were old friends, and they were very familiar with everything about him.

And Wang Wujian's performance quickly dispelled everyone's doubts, because they were surprised to find that the purple and gold aperture of Wang Wujian was like an impeccable armor. The powerful energy arrows fell on it not only could not break through, but would return to the same way, just like pressing an elastic spring, which was amazing. Already.

The defender of the castle gradually saw the small aperture. Although he moved at an extremely slow speed, his light was extremely conspicuous in the land that had long been in ruins.

Soon, more and more fighters noticed this indestructible freak, and the crazier and more intensive attacks surged in the direction of Wang Wujian.

If the attack just now was a downpour, it's like standing under the huge waves, and the powerful energy arrows are overwhelming. Wherever you pass, there is a shocking pit on the ground.

But even such a powerful attack can't stop the single intruder.

The warriors on the castle began to panic. This is simply an immortal freak! Does the invader have to rely on him alone to break through the castle?

The fighters of the Flame Sect were also stunned. It seems that the mediocre Fan Sheng can actually urge a protective circle that is invulnerable. The key is that it can also rebound and attack to cause certain damage to the opponent, which is simply a dual-use super skill.

This move is not strange. The fire that has "close" contact with Wang Wujian is not surprised. The purple gold aperture is just a cover, and what plays a substantial role is the invisible repulsive mirror. Seeing that Wang Wujian is getting closer and closer to the castle, the energy beam almost covers his figure, and a cunning figure appears on the flame's face. If it goes on like this, there will be two endings. Either Wang Wujian destroys the arrow rain. In that case, he will definitely reveal his identity. The son of Tianling is the object of everyone's competition to kill. At that time, he can kill him with an excuse. Either he will be besieged by the strong man of the Cold Sect, and the unrivaled artifact is still in the sect. Say no. The strong man in Dingzong will kill him with the help of this artifact. In the end, he still can't get out of the palm of his hand.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that God was helping me, and the evil smile on the fire's face became more and more obvious. The thief's heart was unremitting. He held back the eagerness in his heart, silently prayed that several strong men in the Hansui sect would kill Wang Wujian to hit Wang Wujian, and then rushed to the end by himself.

But that's just his wishful thinking, because these Wang Wujian didn't expect it?

Staring at the looming castle, Wang Wujian blinked his eyes vigorously, trying to make the golden light in front of him dim. He was shrouded in golden light for a long time. His body was fine, but his eyes were stabbed.

"It's not easy for me to have a chance to play. Let's just try the power of the Death Tower!"

Wang Wu's sword thought moved. In the palm, a unique small tower appeared. The bottom is still angular, but the top is like a bald old man, which is not like a tower at all. It is extremely ugly, which makes this evil magic tower greatly reduced its deterrence.

"Do you still want to kill me? Hey hey, you have wasted enough energy. Let's do it!"

Wang Wujian shouted loudly, but as soon as the sound came out, it was submerged in the sound of roaring arrows breaking through the air.

But a magic spirit that soared the sky could not be suppressed by the golden light, and the golden world made the appearance of the magic tower tame.

After the powerful energy collapsed like the sky, the rain fell like the sea, covering the whole castle in an instant, and more than that. The warriors who were suppressed by the death tower all felt inexplicably depressed, and even their own energy suddenly felt half exhausted.

Strong uneasiness spread from the hearts of the warriors in the castle, the dense rain of arrows stopped abruptly, and the whole cold marrow sect presented a dead scene.

"Well, what is that? Why have you never seen such a powerful magic weapon?

A warrior stared at the tower in the sky in shock. All the black gas was released by it. If he didn't pay attention, he would not be able to see its shadow from the thick smoke.

The fire was also surprised. He didn't expect Wang Wujian to have a magic weapon as powerful as the heavenly mirror, which he had never heard of.

Its strength is also amazing. The huge castle is covered by the evil spirit of death, and you can't even see the shadow of the castle.

"Boom"

After a muffled sound, the whole ground shook violently, and the towering peaks also tended to fall. They suddenly shook, and large areas of trees were destroyed by the huge rocks rolling down from the top of the peak, leaving deep traces.

The castle of the cold marrow sect must be abandoned, but the gloomy and horrible atmosphere of death still shrouded it, blocking everyone's sight.

After the shock, Fire and others all looked for the figure of Wang Wujian in shock. There was no shadow of him in their sight.

Although it is far away from each other, almost all the warriors can feel that this domineering black fog is contrary to the physique of the warrior. Even if the castle is destroyed now, once you enter the area of the spirit of death, maybe something strange will happen. Everyone can only be impatient and wait for the spirit of death to dissipate.

However, this is only half a day, and everyone is beginning to be anxious, but this time it is not in a hurry to attack the castle, but to drag on like this. The main force of the cold marrow sect will definitely come back quickly, and maybe there will be a front and back attack.

"Three suzerains, all the saints are not from my Flame Sect, but he killed them alone regardless of danger. If not, let's go in together, so as not to spread out in the future. It is said that Gong has broken through the cold marrow sect, but we didn't even step in the door. How can our face exist?"

A fighter said.

"Huh, do you think he went in for the Fire Sect?"

The fire gave him a white look and shouted coldly. The man stepped back knowingly and said nothing.

"Good son of heaven, you sprinkle a net here, but you go in to search for good things. I will never let you succeed again and again!"

The fire thought resentfully in his heart.

"Brothers, I can't take care of so much. Everyone sacrificed their lives to kill them. Whoever takes away everything in it is his own!"

The fire shouted loudly and rushed out as an example.

As soon as they heard that there was no need to hand over the robbed things, the group of fighters shouted with one voice like crazy, regardless of the impact of death, and rushed over crazily.

But when they were about to enter the black fog, the death tower in the air suddenly restrained the breath blocking the sight and restored the original appearance of the world.

However, this original appearance is a tragic scene after being destroyed. The brilliant and magnificent castle is now completely different, and the middle position is like being smashed by a god with a huge hammer. All of them are turned into ruins. The remnants are endless, and the smell of blood permeates the whole scene.

It was the first time for these warriors to see such an inhumane battlefield. They subconsciously looked up at the death tower suspended in the air and spit in panic. If it was covered, I'm afraid they would die.

The fire frowned. I didn't expect that the inconspicuous death tower would have such a domineering destructive power, and my heart was cold again. It seemed that it was more and more difficult to take the reprimand-up mirror from his hand.