In Su Tang's convoy, another flatbed car was added, and only two things were placed on the car, one was the bronze sheng of Feng Sheng's ancestor Lin Dong, and the other was the round mirror of Han Zu Zhao Chengya.

"Young Master, when will we reach Qianqi Peak?" Ke'er once asked this.

"When the car is full, it's almost done." Su Tang replied.

The convoy was walking forward slowly and silently. Su Tang did not ask the servants to speed up, because for him, this time it was not a escape, but a bait with himself. A long lure and kill, the slower he walked, the more he killed, the easier it would be to Qianqi Peak.

Su Tang looked at the sky quietly. Since he killed Feng Sheng's ancestor Lin Dong and Han Zu Zhao Chengya, the fluctuations of spiritual power could not be suppressed. Although he did not activate the spiritual veins, the rhythm of his breath swung into the distance one after another. Just above him, a faint black vortex-shaped cloud appeared. Wherever he went, the clouds would follow.

The weather is very good and the sky is clear, so the black vortex cloud is very obvious, and you can see clearly even in extremely far and wide places.

The city of Tianhui was approaching in front of him. On a hill, several middle-aged people silently looked at the black vortex clouds floating near in the distance, their expressions being more solemn than the other.

"What a powerful magic breath..." a middle-aged man whispered.

"Is there any news before?" asked another middle-aged man.

"Those people were in their hands, and even Feng Sheng's ancestor Lin Dong and Han's ancestor Zhao Chengya had no news."

"How is that possible?"

"Yes, how is it possible? Han Zu Zhao Chengya has cultivated into the power of ice. Even if she is not the opponent of those people, she should be able to escape... she should be able to escape, right?"

"If they can escape, they will definitely contact this place. There is no news at all, so it should be a lot of danger."

"Have you ever thought about it..." The middle-aged man who spoke first was still staring at the black vortex cloud in the distance. However, before he finished speaking, his throat was a little choked and he could no longer say anything.

"What have you ever thought about?" said another middle-aged man.

"That's...a sign..."

"Brother Wei, do you have this idea too?" Another middle-aged man smiled stiffly. In fact, when he saw the strange black vortex cloud and sensed a terrifying aura, he also remembered this title, but he couldn't believe it.

"What should we do?"

"Let them do the stepping stone first." The middle-aged man, known as Brother Wei, whispered. His eyes finally moved away from the black vortex cloud and fell on the practitioners under the hills: "Then we decide whether to fight or go."

The battle to kill Qi launched by the Changsheng Sect has caused a huge wave in the world of cultivation. I don’t know how many practitioners have attracted the attention of many practitioners, but for the true great practitioners who have reached the peak, it is insignificant and not worth wasting their precious time and energy.

Pengshan, a golden light spreads out the layers of clouds, falling down at an extremely fast speed. It was a very strange-shaped chair, several times larger than an ordinary chair. Behind the chair, seven huge cathodes stretched out, condensed into a wall, and looked like a screen opened by a peacock.

The chair fell rapidly, and violently rubbed with the air, knocking out countless Mars, more than a hundred meters away from the ground. The powerful energy of the air had hit the ground, making a dull sound.

The next moment, the speed of the chair suddenly slowed down, and then hovered in mid-air. Only then could you see clearly was a young man sitting on the chair.

The smoke and dust swept away, and there were five gold chairs nearby that were exactly the same shape, emitting the light of the sky, and people were sitting on the chairs.

"Every time is your most procrastination." An old man said slowly. His face was clear, his eyes had pupils, and his aura was imposing.

"I came out of seclusion, why are you in a hurry? You are rushing to reincarnate?" the young man replied impatiently.

"Okay, okay, I haven't met for a few years, and I'll have to fight once I meet. Are you upset?" a middle-aged man with thin body said unhappy.

"You want to argue, I won't stop you, but can you wait until you finish the business?" Another young man with sharp eyebrows sighed.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?" said the young man who arrived at the end.

"The pillar of the sky has collapsed." The young man with a sharp eyebrows said slowly.

"What? Impossible?" The young man who arrived finally was shocked. The spiritual energy in his body rolled out uncontrollably. Wherever he passed, there were ice layers emitting cold light on the ground.

"For him, nothing is impossible." The young man with a sharp eyebrows said: "Tell me, what should we do?"

The atmosphere suddenly became as quiet as death, and the six people in the field closed their mouths tightly.

After a long time, a burly man smiled and said, "It has nothing to do with me anyway. You coaxed Helan Kongxiang into it. Even if he could really break all the seals of Tianwaitian, he would just settle the score with you. I didn't mess with him."

"Vinarine, you're wrong with saying this." The old man with two pupils said: "The six of us are all prosperous and both rich and both rich."

"The Heavenly Eye is right." The young man with a sharp eyebrows whispered: "If Helan Kongxiang can really break all the seals of Tianwai Tian, ​​his cultivation level... will definitely reach a height that we cannot imagine. When Helan Kongxiang comes out, plus that girl... do you really think that Pengshan can still have our place?"

"Oh..." the burly man said helplessly: "I said at the beginning that there is no need to confront Helankong. You must insist. Now you have to drag me into the water. You are just forcing good people to become prostitutes."

"Kingang, you've been in the water for a long time. Don't think I don't know what you're doing. Haha... how can you pretend to be noble?" The old man with eyes with both eyes sneered.

"Can you not act irritably?" The young man with a sharp eyebrows showed disappointment: "Why can Helan Kongxiang go so far? Because he is dedicated to the Tao, he will never be like us, and he can fight for a small thing endlessly."

"Do I dare not fight? If I didn't fight, this old bone would have been chewed to pieces long ago," replied the old man with eyes with both eyes.

"Let me say something." A middle-aged man who had always remained silent suddenly said: "Even if Helan Kong Xiang has taken ninety-nine steps, he is still missing the last level, and we have a chance."

"You mean..." A man covered in a black robe raised his head.

An arrow suddenly rose in front of him, and then figures came out of the forest and shot towards Su Tang's convoy.

Su Tang quietly looked at the hill on the left. More than a dozen masters and grandmasters could not pose any threat to him, but there were several powerful auras on the hill.

However, the distance was a little too far, almost more than 5,000 meters. He could sense the other party's breath, but he could not see the other party's appearance clearly.

The arrows flying into the sky fell down, and the ground was chasing in a mess, splashing fire. It was obvious that the opponent's archer had a rare fire-type talent.

When they encountered a sudden attack, the servants of the Su family held the horse one after another and looked back at Su Tang. When they were attacked before, Su Tang would always take action as soon as possible, so that they developed a habit of relying on them.

"Continue to go." Su Tang said lightly.

The convoy started again, and the archer hiding in the forest saw that all the arrows shot fell to nothing. He could hardly believe his eyes. He just shot more than fifty arrows in one breath, and even if he was blindfolded, he could hurt several people. How could this be the case?

The archer did not believe in evil, and once again spread his longbow, then his right hand turned into a phantom, and the trembling sound of the bowstrings was connected into a string.

Shang Bin looked at the arrows that were shooting like a flock of birds with his nervous eyes. Soon, the arrows drew arcs in the air and fell downwards.

About seven or eight arrows were falling towards Shang Bin's carriage. He hurriedly pulled out his flying knife and dropped it upwards one after another.

In fact, Shang Bin's flying knife is extremely accurate. If he had the same force, it would be enough to knock all the arrows away.

At this moment, the falling arrows collectively shifted, and the flying knife shot by Shang Bin passed by, and then splashed onto the ground.

This time, Shang Bin finally saw clearly that countless cyclones were looming through the air, and then the arrows were offset, and no arrow could cause damage to them.

Looking around, Shang Bin was shocked. The area around hundreds of meters was covered with cyclones. It was impossible to find them normally. You must look very carefully to catch traces of the cyclone flow.

Su Tang shook his hand and shot out the Fire Spirit Pearl and the Earth Spirit Pearl. The Fire Spirit Pearl's attack was hot and deadly. Sometimes it didn't need to hit the target directly. Just by passing by, it could ignite the practitioner's hair and beard and clothes, and the skin was burnt black. The Earth Spirit Pearl's attack was fierce and weird. Sometimes it penetrated into the ground, disappeared without a trace, and sometimes it came out from the ground, launching an attack from an unpredictable and irresistible angle. With just a little touch, it could smash the opponent's cultivator to pieces.

Every second, someone screamed, every second, someone fell down powerlessly. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen masters and grand masters were intercepted, and the ones that rushed to the nearest were also a hundred meters away from the convoy, and could not hurt anyone.

Su Tang's figure suddenly turned into a smoke, and then he had appeared in the dense forest. The archer in the forest opened his longbow for the third time. Before he could take action, he suddenly sensed a hot breath coming from his back. The archer hurriedly turned around and then saw a ball of fire coming towards him.

Boom... The Sagittarius's head immediately turned into a ball of coke, and Su Tang's figure turned into a ball of smoke again, and he had returned to the carriage in an instant.

On the hill, several middle-aged people were frowning and looking at the direction of the convoy. The distance was so far, they were more evaluating the power fluctuations they sensed to measure the strength of the other party. However, the power displayed by Su Tang was far weaker than they expected. Although they killed more than a dozen masters and master-level practitioners like a tyrant, the great ancestors with a slightly stronger strength could do it, which was nothing.

"Is that the earth spirit bead? And the fire spirit bead?" A middle-aged man showed a look of surprise: "He is Su Tang?"

"How do you know he is Su Tang?" another middle-aged man asked in surprise.

"A few days ago, I met Senior Brother Xu Le and Senior Brother Shen Qianxiong." The middle-aged man smiled: "They can come all for Su Tang, hahaha...Who made Su Tang reject them last time?"

"what is going on?"

"It's not something that can be explained in a few words." The middle-aged man said, "This time, Su Tang is dead. Do you know who is with Senior Brother Xu Le?"

"who?"

"The disciple of the Holy Holy See, the ancestor Ye is not bad." The middle-aged man said.

"Hahaha, it is said that the true teachings of the Holy Holy Master Qu Wuyang is gone. Not to mention that there is only one Su Tang, even if Xiao He and Lei Nu from Qianqi Peak are here, they will be dead."

"It just so happens that I have a letter eagle here." The middle-aged man said, then made a sharp whistle, a small black dot hovered around the sky, then fell down, and in a moment it had fallen on the middle-aged man's shoulders.

The middle-aged man pulled off a piece of his clothes and looked around. He couldn't find the pen. He had to endure the pain and bit his fingertips and wrote a few words: Jiutai City, Su Tang.

Then, the middle-aged man tied his clothes on the eagle's legs, raised his arms, and the eagle spread its wings and flew into the air.

"Brother Wei, that's Su Tang..." another middle-aged man whispered.

"This" the middle-aged man who watched Feiying leave was stunned for a moment, and his eyes immediately turned flashing.

Su Tang, Xiao He and Lei Nu are the bandit leaders of Qianqi Peak. The Changsheng Sect also offered corresponding rewards, which was a huge amount of wealth for them.

"We should always give it a try..." another person said.

The middle-aged man's eyes were still flashing, and his eyes fell on the black vortex clouds above him. After a long time, he gritted his teeth: "You are right, you must not miss the opportunity, you will never miss it."

The violent fluctuations of spiritual power suddenly bloomed between the sky and the earth. Several figures turned into sharp arrows and shot towards the Su Tang convoy.

"Are you four finally unable to help it?" Su Tang stretched out his hand, and the magic sword more than three feet long slowly formed in his hand.

Although he has the Wings of Demon, he is facing four great ancestor-level practitioners. He is confident of defeating his opponents, but he is not sure to let them all stay. Now the opponent takes the initiative to attack, that would be better.

"I have met Master Su in Qitian Mountain, the ancestor of Xiaminghe." As he spoke, a sword light flew over a hundred meters away and fell towards Su Tang's flatbed cart.

"In Xiadongyuan Zuwanrui..."

"Zu Weng Shiguang downstream..."

"In the Qing Guangzu Tan Jie..."

The four great ancestor-level practitioners who launched the attack all released their own spiritual weapons. They all made the spiritual swords and the sword light roar, like angry dragons, pressing down on Su Tang with all their strength.

Su Tang didn't move, quietly watching the coming sword light, closer, closer...

Zhu Er and Keer also raised their heads. At the beginning, they were extremely panicked when they saw the tragic scene of blood bursting. However, the frequency of the battle was too dense, and their nerves were quickly becoming numb.

The next moment, Su Tang finally drew his sword. With his sword force, the magic sword quickly expanded and turned into a giant sword that stood tall and stood tall, and bang...
To be continued...