Wang Pingyang raised his head.

A Northern Wei soldier was slashing at him with a knife. He slapped him with a palm. The sword light of the Northern Wei soldier could not fall on him, but his palm had already fallen on the Northern Wei soldier.

The Northern Wei soldier fell down softly, and some blood mist spurted out from his mouth.

The blood mist sprayed on Wang Pingyang's face. He looked at the dark aura in his perception, but first saw a hideous bird's head.

That was a Northern Wei practitioner who was still on a large ship that was moving.

He wore a helmet that looked like a bird's head, and it shone with a strange and deep cold luster.

When Wang Pingyang's eyes fell far into his face, the man clearly looked at Wang Pingyang and smiled.

His lips were slightly different, and he smiled differently from others.

When he smiled, he did not reveal his teeth, his jaw did not sink, and his upper lip did not rise up. His two lips seemed to just go straight along the corner of his mouth toward his cheeks. Looking from a distance, his smile seemed like his mouth was cracking along the corner of his mouth, giving people an extremely strange feeling.

He didn't want to attract too much attention.

Because his power is quietly growing, in his opinion, before those around Lin Yi fall, if his power can truly grow to the realm of divine thoughts, he will become a new barrier around Lin Yi.

Even as an island that is getting smaller and smaller, this island can experience the erosion of countless frenzys and always stands in this city.

He is still very weak compared to Lin Yi now.

His body could not withstand the impact of various forces and swords like Lin Yi.

It is even more impossible for him to recover quickly after being injured like Lin Yi.

So he actually needs more time to grow than Lin Yi.

However, looking at the smile of the practitioner on the boat in the distance and the vicissitudes and desolation emitted by the man, he did not need to think too much, and realized that this man was one of the tribes of the Demon Sect, and that this man had already captured his own aura.

Since you can't hide, you can only kill the enemy as much as possible.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and when his palm was retracted to his side, his left sleeve cracked with a sneer.

An extremely light sword shadow flew out from his cracked sleeves. As more hissing sounds sounded, there were bloodshot everywhere where the sword passed.

The flying sword passed through dozens of feet of space, and the faint sword shadow spiraled out countless curved lights. The Northern Wei soldiers and some low-level practitioners in these dozens of feet of space were constantly cut open.

After the sword flew away from their throats, even when it cut through the throats of the third and fourth companions beside them, the blood in their throats floated out like silk.

Rong Yi is within this area of ​​dozens of feet.

His true energy has been completely exhausted, and eight of the nine swords have fallen to the ground. He just holds the remaining sword tightly and relies on swordsmanship to assassinate the Northern Wei soldiers close to him. Even with his physical strength, he could not hold on. When the flying sword flew out, a Northern Wei general's sword had already crushed him to kneel on one knee.

With a puff.

The blood waves rushed out of the throat of the Northern Wei general rushed through him.

Several other Northern Wei soldiers who were rushing up beside him also fell to the ground, and his body suddenly became empty.

He turned his head and looked at the master of the flying sword, his eyes full of incredible light.

Among the young practitioners he has seen, the strongest flying sword should be Ni Yunshan, who was born in the Nantianyuan.

Bai Yuelu also seems to be very strong, but in his feelings, if only talking about the flying sword, it seems that Ni Yunshan will be much stronger.

However, at this time, he felt that even Ni Yunshan's flying sword was not as sharp as Wang Pingyang's flying sword, and there was no such terrifying power that continued to explode.

A piece of Northern Wei soldiers fell down like cut leeks, and a piece of Northern Wei soldiers retreated in horror.

At this moment, the smile of the Demon Sect member who was still on the boat seemed to be stronger, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be getting a little wider.

His hand moved slightly, and a black shadow flew out.

This black shadow was like a feather, floating up toward the sky first, then spiraled down. With the eyes of the Demon Sect, the black shadow fell accurately on Wang Pingyang's flying sword.

There was a tingling sound.

No one felt that the power contained in this black shadow was stronger than the violent power that always surging in Wang Pingyang's flying sword. However, when the black shadow hit Wang Pingyang's flying sword and made this slight sound, Wang Pingyang already felt that the power on his flying sword was passing rapidly, just like the water flow was sucked by the extremely dry sand, as if it was swallowed by...

In his perception, the black shadow was like a giant beast, a hideous and smiling giant beast.

His flying sword was shaking and was smashed down.

The power in the black shadow was even stronger, and followed the other party's gaze and flew towards the girl closest to it.

The girl was Xiao Suxin.

Her hands were bleeding, but she was still constantly shooting arrows and shooting arrows.

A soft sound was heard.

A force that seemed to appear out of thin air fell on this black shadow, easily shooting down the black shadow.

The eyes of the Demon Sect member wearing a strange helmet on the ship left Wang Pingyang's body and landed on the Yuan Taoist in the formation.

He knew that this was Yuan Taoist's action, and he could also feel that Yuan Taoist's power was much stronger than himself, but he didn't care much.

The black shadow fell into the sludge mixed with blood, and it was really a feather.

A feather made of strange black gold.

For ordinary practitioners, if the flying sword with the mind and energy in a combination of mind and energy is defeated by the other party, he will definitely suffer considerable damage. However, he is a member of the Demon Sect.

Like all the other demon clans, he also has unique means.

He has many such feathers.

...

Inside the tent, the middle-aged medical officer sat up.

His body trembled unconsciously.

He kept taking a deep breath, even making a harsh sound.

He felt that compared with Wang Pingyang and this Demon Sect member, he was like a cub in the dark who encountered a giant beast that specialized in feeding on them.

"You're awake?"

Huang Qiutang looked at the sitting medical officer. She looked at the medical officer for some reason, but she was not panicked at all.

"Thank you."

The doctor's face was slightly stiff, but hesitated for a moment, but he said these two words first.
Chapter completed!