Fenggukou!

The eight elders of the Divine Tomb Sect, with more than two thousand disciples, surrounded the entire Fenggu. As time went by, the wind in the Fenggu gradually became smaller.

The eight elders also recognized Wang Xiong's identity and sarcasticated Wang Xiong and his father.

And in a hidden place in the nearby forest, Ying Sheng hid it with the top ten powerful men.

"Marty, Wang Xiong escaped into the Jedi and was dead?" A subordinate said in his eyes.

"Yes, I'm dead!" Ying Sheng showed a satisfied sneer.

"Marty, are we really not going to save Princess Qinghuan? What if..." A subordinate frowned and looked at Princess Qinghuan in the distance.

Obviously, the person behind Princess Qinghuan made everyone particularly worried.

As Ying Sheng narrowed his eyes, a firmness flashed in his eyes: "Wang Xiong is not dead, the throne will not be allowed! Wang Xiong must die. This time, even if he pays a huge price, he will do whatever he wants!"

The ten subordinates suddenly looked solemn, and a firm nodded in their eyes: "Yes!"

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In the wind valley.

Wang Xiong grabbed the long whip and shook it hard, and a few blue veins appeared on the back of his hand. At this moment, Wang Xiong was really angry because they insulted the person Wang Xiong cared the most in front of Wang Xiong.

Father!

"Ha, you are so brave!" Wang Xiong laughed in anger.

"So what if you say that your father and son are thieves? Humph, the wind in Fenggu is already weak, and no one of you can run away. Everyone listens, Fenggu tigers and wolves, no one will stay, kill them all. The red-haired little tiger in the woman's arms, who wants to survive. Whoever catches the little tiger? The sect leader rewards the Storm Sword and takes it as the disciple of the Sect Master!" Elder Hong shouted loudly.

"Yes!" More than two thousand disciples suddenly yelled in jealousy and were about to rush into the valley.

"Kill all the swords? Humph, it depends on whether you have the life to take it. The eight elders of the Divine Tomb Sect? Do you think you have to eat the deity?" Wang Xiong snorted coldly.

But he saw Wang Xiong reaching out and swinging the long whip in his hand.

"Ba, bha, bha..."

Suddenly, a large area of ​​rocks was blown up by a long whip. The airflow in the valley changed strangely, and the airflow that had already become smaller suddenly became smaller. No, all the airflow in the valley rushed to the place where Wang Xiong whip was sucked.

The wind in other places in the Wind Valley became smaller, but the wind suddenly gathered and strong in the place where the long whip was slapped. In a blink of an eye, a small tornado formed beside Wang Xiong, rolling up waves of sand and gravel.

"That's..." The elders' faces darkened.

More than two thousand disciples of the God Tomb Sect also showed surprise. I wonder why the winds suddenly waited for the long whip order to gather in the land of Wang Xiong?

"Boom!"

The small tornado was swept wildly in the designated area of ​​the long whip. Suddenly, large tracts of earth and rocks were swept up by the strong wind. At that point, a large pit was swept out by the wind. The pit became deeper and deeper, and more and more strong winds were blown out from the deep pit, causing the tornado to become stronger and stronger.

"He, he understands the Yin Yin Formation of the Heaven?" Elder Green suddenly changed his face.

"Tianyin Evil Formation? No, hurry up, go and kill them and go together!" Elder Hong yelled.

The Yin Yin Formation of the Sky, how terrifying? If it were before, no one believed that Wang Xiong would understand, but now, the wind in Fenggu seemed to be following the orders of Wang Xiong's long whip, which immediately made everyone panic.

Even the grass not far away, Ying Sheng widened his eyes: "Impossible, how could Wang Xiong, that idiot, understand the Yin Yin Formation?"

On the huge rock, Juque also widened his eyes: "Only the old man in the Zhentian Yin Evil Formation understands the formation of the formation of my Tiger Clan. How can seniors find the key airflow gaps?"

Everyone was surprised and saw Wang Xiong whip suddenly.

It was like a piece of gravel was shattered under the wind pit. And this piece of gravel was like a partition, suddenly shattering. A strong wind that seemed to come from the prehistoric world roared out from the ground.

"boom!"

The tornado suddenly surged ten times more than ten times, and there seemed to be three thousand huge wind blades gathering in these tornadoes, soaring into the sky and spinning rapidly along the tornado.

"Three Thousand Wind Blades? This..." Juque widened his eyes and took a step back with a hint of horror.

The eight elders were also frightened in an instant and trembled all over.

"Hurry, hurry, kill him!" Elder Hong yelled.

The elders rushed to Wang Xiong not far away, and their minds trembled. They didn't understand why Wang Xiong could really control the formation. They all felt cold all over, and a threat of death filled their bodies.

"Kill!" Everyone drew their swords and slashed at Wang Xiong.

Wang Xiong's eyes were cold: "It's too late, the Eight Elders? I didn't want to kill all the people, it's because you're too owed your mouth, go!"

Wang Xiong waved his long whip in his hand, and the huge tornado instantly expanded, and the three thousand wind blades were pulled along the long whip and whistled towards the eight elders in an instant.

"No!" The eight elders' expressions changed wildly.

At this moment, he didn't dare to kill Wang Xiong again. After all, if the three thousand wind blades pass through the border, he will be cut into pieces by thousands of knives and executed by Ling Chi if he doesn't hide.

"Big Wind Slash!"

"Sunset Sword!"

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While dodging the Three Thousand Wind Blades, the Eight Elders swung their sword energy.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a large number of wind blades were shattered by the sword energy, but more of them whistled from the bodies of the eight elders.

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!".........

In an instant, the eight elders were covered in blood and flew backwards.

However, the worst injured was only an elder in black who broke his arm, and the elders still had the power to fight again.

"Don't stop, kill, kill Wang Xiong!" Elder Hong roared as he endured the scars on his body.

Two thousand disciples also came closer. The tigers and wolves were immediately focused on their guard.

"Hmph!" Wang Xiong snorted coldly.

The long whip in his hand turned, and the wind seemed to change with the long whip. More than half of the wind blades that washed away the eight elders were left. More than half of them suddenly circulated around the Wind Valley with the wind, like a large tornado in the entire valley. The wind blade wandered around the tornado and instantly reached the place of two thousand disciples.

"Ah, not good!"

"Help, elder!"

"ah…………!"

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For a moment, the wind blade was not straightforward, but was circling around the valley. Suddenly, the large number of disciples were violently washed away.

"Don't stop, there are not many wind blades anymore. The wind valley is so big. More than a thousand wind blades cannot fall on you. Hurry up, kill them with me, and the sect leader will have a heavy reward!" Elder Hong roared and pounced on him again.

The other seven elders did not hesitate. At this moment, as long as Wang Xiong died, the Fenggu formation would be in chaos.

kill!

The eight elders all showed ferocious faces and pointed their swords at Wang Xiong.

Suddenly, there was another loud noise in the underground wind tunnel, but another three thousand new wind blades rushed out of the wind tunnel. With Wang Xiong's long whip swing.

"boom!"

As the three thousand wind blades roared, they rushed towards the eight elders again.

"What?" The eight elders' faces changed.

How could the Eight Elders have thought that there were three thousand wind blades, this time, it was even more embarrassing than before.

"Wang Xiong! You're a bastard!"

"Boom!"

The eight elders were immediately washed away by wind blades again. Even though they avoided most of the wind blades, many of them still tore through the body, and pieces of blood and flesh were torn out.

The eight elders blocked half of the wind blade, and the remaining half walked with the wind and rushed towards the two thousand disciples of the Shen Tomb Sect. With the sound of another scream from the disciples of the Shen Tomb Sect.

Although there were no casualties, the strong wind wrapped around Feng Valley and rushed into Feng Valley disciples were immediately washed by countless wind blades, and they were frightened and inexplicably frightened.

The strong wind blew countless gravels on the ground, making the wind valley look turbid, but it did not prevent people from seeing the inside clearly.

Outside, Ying Sheng also stared at Feng Gu: "How could this happen? Wang Xiong can really control the formation?"

"The Eight Elders are really seriously injured!" The subordinates said with glaring.

In the wind valley, the eight elders had just recovered, but their faces changed drastically, because three thousand wind blades rushed out of the wind tunnel, and another huge wave of erosion was coming.

"How come there are so many?" The Green Elder's face changed drastically.

"Different, disperse, you must kill Wang Xiong!" Elder Hong roared with a grim apart.

The eight elders immediately dispersed and rushed towards Wang Xiong from four directions.

Wang Xiong showed a hint of sneer: "If you can disperse it, can't the wind blade be dispersed?"
To be continued...