Feng Wuxie saw these elders stunned and said coldly: "Didn't you hear what this sect leader said?"
"As you command!"
The three elders immediately surrendered firmly.
Then he slowly turned around, sighed helplessly, and scanned all the disciples in front of him with his slightly sympathetic eyes.
Suddenly feeling the gazes of these elders, the disciples' hearts were in their throats.
Big beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, and their anxious hearts were beating fast.
"Great... Great Elder, I... I, Wang Ergou, usually respect you the most!"
One disciple said with a pale face.
"Oh...respect is respect."
Bai Yan sighed, waved his sleeves, and powerful profound energy roared out in an instant.
Before all the disciples could stand firm, they were suddenly affected by this momentum, and all fell from the bird's back like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
At the same time, the same scene happened on the remaining two big birds.
"ah--"
There were screams of terror.
Tens of thousands of disciples fell down together, falling like dense raindrops.
It’s like a “human rain!”
"Ouch, ouch, ouch."
When countless tall flaming apes saw the human warriors appearing in their territory, their hair stood on end and they let out bursts of angry roars.
They randomly picked up one from the ground, then pressed it on the ground, picked up their fists as big as hammers, and started pounding them mercilessly in a sudden and violent manner!
Boom boom boom!
That huge fist seemed to have tens of millions of kilograms of powerful force. It suddenly tore the air and hit the bodies of these disciples hard.
It hit them until their blood spurted out, and their bodies shook open the flat rocks on the ground!
Some disciples have not yet landed.
These violent apes would rush forward like lightning, grabbing the weak body with their huge palms, and throwing them towards the cliff with their backhand.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Uh-huh!
One after another, the figures shot away fiercely, and then were firmly embedded in the rock wall.
Muscles twitched and blood spurted out.
Many disciples vomited blood, their lungs and organs were dislocated, and their bones were shattered.
Various pig-like screams undulated with each other, which sounded horrifying.
For a while.
There was blood everywhere, it was too horrible to see.
The scene was like purgatory on earth, and at one point it turned into a large-scale beating scene!
All that could be heard was the dull whistling of fists and the popping sound of the disciple vomiting blood.
If these disciples had not cultivated their physical bodies before, and their physiques were as hard as steel, they might have passed away by now.
On a towering cliff.
How miserable!
Feng Wuxie watched these disciples being caught and beaten, and couldn't help but take a breath.
Bai Yan couldn't bear it, so he said to Feng Wuxie: "Sect Master, do you need saving? If this continues, the lives of these disciples may be in danger!"
"Need not."
Feng Wuxie waved his hand, leaned down and looked down, and began to encourage the fighting spirit of these disciples.
"Don't be afraid of physical destruction. To put it bluntly, the predicament you are facing now is just a reappearance of what happened when I was nine years old."
"If you live, your martial arts will reach a higher level. If you die, it proves that you don't deserve to live!"
"If you can't beat me to death, it will only make me stronger. You must use your strong will to survive."
Survive with a strong mind?
The eyelids of the three elders twitched fiercely. If this continues, someone might really die.
When the disciples heard this, they held their heads tightly and refused to let go no matter how much pain they endured. Only then were they lucky enough not to be beaten to death.
However, not all disciples are so unbearable, there are some strong ones among them.
Facing the siege of three violent apes, a stern young man rose into the air like a sharp arrow, stretched out his arms fiercely, and suddenly spread his wings like a roc.
His five fingers were like eagle claws, and the red light gradually became thicker. With an astonishing momentum, he suddenly turned over and grabbed the chests of these flaming apes.
"Whoosh!"
A majestic light flashed across.
He pulled out a bloody gash in the hard skin of the three violent apes.
"Roar--"
The burning pain hit him, and these violent apes roared again and again, appearing even more crazy, and launched a fierce attack on him with red eyes.
The huge iron fist swung down repeatedly, causing dust and smoke to rise from the ground. It continued to collapse, and huge rocks were crushed into powder.
But this disciple was not afraid in the face of danger, his body skills were floating, and his whole body was like a spiritual fish, constantly shuttling under the dense iron fist.
Although it seems a little difficult, the strength is suddenly impressive.
"Who is in the fourth level of profound breath realm?"
"Lord Sect Leader, that's Chen Yimu!"
"good."
Feng Wuxie praised him and ignored it, but looked at the burly young man who looked like a black bear on the side.
This young man looked like a little kid in front of the violent apes, but he was like a tyrannical beast, and he actually chose to confront the two violent apes head-on.
Not only does the fighting become more fierce, but the fighting style of blood for blood and injury for injury is also extremely fierce!
"Who is that beast-like one?"
"That's Tie Yun!"
"Not bad, what about this?"
"Xiao Jing!"
"..."
Feng Wuxie asked five or six names in a row and found that they all had good strength.
However, they can't hold on for long...after all, there are too many of these flaming apes!
Damn it!
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he pointed into the distance and said: "Who is that little fat guy? The third level of profound breath can actually do it at the speed of the eighth level of profound breath!"
Down there, I saw a figure galloping through the valley as fast as thunder, shouting, "Ape masters, please stop chasing me!"
Although he said this, his speed never slowed down at all. While running, his body actually tore out a long air wave from the air, like the turbulence of a river.
Amidst the billowing smoke, hundreds of flaming apes were chasing after them menacingly.
But without exception, they all were left far behind by him!
Bai Yan looked around, cupped his hands and said: "Sect Master, that one is called Wang Xiaopang. He has the body of wind spirit. If we go by the speed, among the younger generation of our Lingxue Sect, if he is the second best, no one would dare to do it." First!"
"You're so fat and have this kind of physique?"
Feng Wuxie was stunned.
The body of the wind spirit is born with the ability to control the power of wind!
If you practice to a certain level, the speed of the wind is so sharp that it can break metal and iron, and you can even become one with the strong wind, coming and going without a trace.
If you reach the late stage of martial arts, you will be able to master the laws and avenues of wind.
Traveling through the void and traveling across the void only takes a moment.
But this fat man is as fat as a ball and has a pair of short legs. It seems difficult to take even two steps...
This... not to mention running fast, he actually has this rare and valuable physique!
"Stop chasing me. If you chase me again and scream, ah - help, I'm going to die!"
The fat man was frightened and made a sound worse than a hen, but he ran faster and faster.
The whole person was flying over sand and rocks, like a long yellow dragon. In just a blink of an eye, he jumped dozens of kilometers away!
Um?
When Feng Wuxie saw the terrifying speed, his eyelids twitched and he suddenly showed an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
What the hell…
Who can crush you?
As for shouting so loudly? !
"Ahem."
Bai Yan coughed twice, "Sect Master, you don't know something. This Wang Xiaopang is the fastest among all the disciples, but he is also the first in terms of fear of death!"
Damn it!
This damn fat man could still be so afraid of death after hearing such a passionate and legendary experience from me!
Feng Wuxie rolled up his sleeves, narrowed his eyes and said, "This kind of freak must be given some special training to make him fast and able to carry it."
"Sect Master, what do you mean..."
Feng Wuxie ignored him and kowtowed, "Xu Changfeng, come here!"
"Sect Master, what are your orders?"
An old man in Taoist robes came to his side, holding a writing brush in his hand. He exuded an elegant and easy-going atmosphere, like a teacher in a private school.
This is a four-seal spiritual formation master!
Spiritual formation master, as the name suggests, is a special profession that creates formations!
This profession, together with the alchemist and the caster, is known as the three special professions in Kyushu Xuanjie.
Being sought after by others and having a noble status!
"You draw a re-body formation for this sect leader!"
Feng Wuxie said coldly.
"I wonder how much the sect weighs?"
Feng Wuxie looked at the figure below that was as fast as thunder, and pondered for a while.
"One hundred thousand catties!"
"As you command!"
Xu Changfeng took out a talisman and placed it in the palm of his left hand. He picked up the pen with his right hand and began to draw the image of a wandering dragon on it.
The mysterious light marks gradually formed a complex pattern as he moved his snake-like wrist and his light and lively strokes!
After a while.
Xu Changfeng took back his pen, respectfully presented Zhang Fulu to Feng Wuxie, and said: "Sect Master, as long as you control it with your soul, the formation inside will unfold."
"Um."
Feng Wuxie nodded, "Will this talisman be damaged if rubbed?"
Xu Changfeng was stunned and said with a smile: "No."
"That's good."
Feng Wuxie turned the talisman back and forth into a ball of paper, and with a trace of profound energy, pressed it until it was as big as a peanut and pinched it in his fingertips.
"Mysterious Thunder Secret Finger!"
He flicked his fingers.
This talisman suddenly shot out like an arrow breaking through the wind. It made an arc and then hit hard into the big ass.
"ah!"
Wang Xiaopang, who was running wildly, screamed and covered his bloody butt with both hands.
I always feel like there is something extra in my body.
Feng Wuxie's thoughts moved slightly, "The combatants will form an array in front, re-form, start!"
A mighty force came.
Wang Xiaopang's shoulders seemed to be carrying two mountains, and his feet suddenly sank into the ground.
He raised his feet and took a hard step, then raised his head in horror, eyes wide open.
Oh my God!
Why?
This body suddenly feels so heavy!
