With an arrow on the full moon, even the high level of innateness cannot escape, let alone the two middle level of innateness who are not prepared.

The bowstring sounded, and a extremely cold ripple spread. As soon as the two people moved, they were shot through their hearts by an arrow. The extremely cold aura instantly frozen the two... At the same time, the Golden Lyragon accelerated the dive under the recoil of the full moon, and suddenly opened the distance with the three rudder masters...

As an arrow shot out, Xia Zhanhong's face turned pale and his body couldn't help but sway. The palm that suddenly attacked the old man with red faced had exhausted all his strength and physical strength. Now he is using the method of instantly stimulating his full potential, forcibly pulling the Dark Bow.

"I inform the sect leader to block the way and don't let them run away. The golden-ling Tianxiao is underage and can't fly around the mountain 30,000 meters!" The white-haired old man shouted loudly, and his figure flashed to chase the golden-ling Tianxiao below.

The other two quickly walked backwards, up and down to block the way they came.

However, the old man with red face had already been beaten by Xia Zhanhong's third boxing posture and lost the power to fight again.

"Ah!" A long roar rushed out of the cold middle-aged man's mouth, and the howling sound of the strong wind was suppressed, and the surrounding mountains were rumbling.

"Chain the way and notify the sect leader! Do you really think we want to escape..." Xia Zhanhong sneered, his eyes shone everywhere, and the sky-shaking bows in his hands appeared one by one, boom bang bang bang bang bang bang... Nine arrows shot at the white-haired old man who was chasing him quickly!

Su Yuexiang, who was still sad and helpless just now, no longer had the expression she had just now. She squatted on the back of the Golden Ling Tianfang with a serious face and pressed it under one hand. A galaxy on her forehead radiated with a dazzling light, and a large area of ​​fluorescent starlight spread across the two wings of the eagle.

The white-haired old man blocked the nine arrows of the full moon, and his body protection was broken. The extreme cold breath invaded his inner abdomen, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. The body that rushed down was shocked and retreated.

"Fuck, what is Xia Zhanhong's strength?" The white-haired old man was shocked, and the other two innately were also scared by the Nine Arrows of Pearls and were covered in cold sweat and were on guard.

Just as the white-haired old man retreated, the Golden Leng Tianjun, with the help of Su Yuexiang Xinghe bloodline, increased his speed sharply, and he turned and rushed directly into the inside.

When he came, Xia Zhanhong knew that it was not easy to escape, so he kept exploring the surroundings and deducing the way to escape. Just before he arrived here, a fog suddenly appeared in his mind between the mountain peaks on the right side of the inside, and even the pages could not even show the situation inside. And there was the best place to hide.

"Well! Didn't rush out..." The old man with white hair was stunned and then shouted loudly: "He only has the power of ten arrows, so surround him!"

There is no need to say the old man with white hair. The other two helmsman have also reacted and accelerated their pursuit towards Xia Zhanhong.

At this moment, a louder roar suddenly came from the direction of the 10,000-meter mountain peak in the distance, as if a thunder exploded in the air, and the roar echoed among the peaks. Then the snow in the mountains was shaken and collapsed, and the rumbling avalanche was like a galloping horse.

"King of Martial Arts!" Xia Zhanhong's pupils instantly contracted and he shouted loudly: "Little Eagle. Hurry up! Turn right in front of the mountain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Zhanhong took a deep breath and the last force in his body was mobilized. At this time, he was actually exhausted, and only the last force was left. This force was condensed by intermediate spiritual energy and was the killer he had always retained.

In the blink of an eye, the golden-feathered falcon had already flew to the mountain. He turned to the right side of the cliff, and not far ahead was a large area of ​​mountains filled with them. He floated quietly, and the thick fog that was invisible.

The long roar approached was astonishingly fast. From the time it was released to now, it was deafening in just two breaths, and it was obviously approaching.

"Little Eagle, keep rushing forward and entering the fog! Waiting for me inside!" Xia Zhanhong shouted loudly.

"Husband!" Su Yuexiang shouted, turned her head and looked at Xia Zhanhong, tears in her eyes instantly slid down.

"Don't worry, I have a way to get out!" As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Zhanhong used a little harder at his feet and rushed out.

The man was in mid-air, Xia Zhanhong's waist had already exerted force, and his arms drew an extremely powerful arc, an obvious trajectory, as if it was causing the mountains, rivers and earth to move, all gathering towards his right palm...

"Check my palm!" Xia Zhanhong shouted loudly, and his body curled up in the air. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of the white-haired old man. His speed was so fast that even the three innate perfections could not capture his true form. It seemed that when he jumped out of the eagle's back, he had already arrived in front of him, and he could not see the movements he made in the air at all.

The three lords were all attracted by the attention, and none of them noticed it. Just as Xia Zhanhong rushed forward, a faint white shadow rushed out from the neck of Jinling Tianfang and disappeared in the blink of an eye in the white mist stirred by the avalanche.

"You still have the strength to do it... but you can't even pull the bow away. Fighting with me is purely a desperate attempt!" The white-haired old man looked ferocious, his inner elixir quickly turned rapidly, his body trembled, and a stream of spiritual energy that could be seen in the naked eye rolled around him, and instantly gathered on the fist he clenched in his right hand.

"Bang!" The old man with a white-haired punched out, and a strong sonic boom sounded, and the space shook, as if he had penetrated a hole by his punch.

"Bang!" The fists and palms intersected, and a circular impact ripples suddenly dissipated out, and the two of them were flew backwards at the same time.

Xia Zhanhong felt that his whole body was hit by a sled hammer worth tens of millions of pounds, his inner abdomen was vibrating, and his mouthful of blood was squirting wildly, and his body was thrown away for more than 200 meters.

The white-haired old man also did not take much advantage. In the moment of the fight, an invincible spiral force penetrated the force on his fist, and penetrated into his inner body, and then exploded in the midst of the violent ecstasy... He was originally injured by the Nine Arrows of the Pearls, but this attack made his injury worse.

"Puff!" The old man with white hair also spit out blood, flew back dozens of meters, with an incredible expression on his face.

"The attack he just now... seemed to be true power! How could this be possible!" While the white-haired old man was shocked, the other two rushed past him and rushed straight to Xia Zhanhong to chase him.

Xia Zhanhong flew backwards, his consciousness quickly rotated, and a blue smoke appeared in the middle of his forehead. His eyes, purple flames leaped on one side, and lightning-like branches spread out from his pupils.

He fought hard with the Continental Yuanmo. Although the Xue Yu Bird was successfully allowed to leave, and the Jinling Tianjun and Su Yuexiang were already close to the fog, he suffered extremely serious internal injuries and blood kept gushing out of his mouth. Moreover, he had really reached the point where the oil was exhausted, and only these three bloodlines were available at the moment.

To endure his own pain, Xia Zhanhong desperately revolved on the purple flame bloodline and the star bloodline, and the two bloodlines were all transported to his right arm.

"Bang!" Xia Zhanhong's right hand trembled, and the blood dragon tendons twitched on the cliff next to him, and his body quickly retreated backwards.

At this time, there were about five hundred meters away from the fog, and the Golden Falcon had already flew into the fog with Su Yuexiang.

However, Xia Zhanhong's own speed was very different from that of innate perfection. Only a hundred meters later, he was chased by the cold middle-aged and the two lords who were tattooed on his face.

"Do you think you can be safe after entering the secret realm? Tell you that this secret realm is the place where my outstanding disciples of the Demon Sect practice, and we are very familiar with the environment inside. If you enter it, you will just catch turtles in a jar!"

The tattooed woman sneered, stretched her right hand forward, and the ghost claws that were shaped like dry bones formed in the air, grabbing Xia Zhanhong!

"Hehe! The dynasty's genius has the ability to kill the innate high-level in less than twenty... It's a pity that you can't grow up!"

The cold middle-aged man shook his hand, and a black strange-shaped blade phantom appeared in the air and slashed towards Xia Zhanhong.

"If you want my life, Xia Zhanhong, you two are not qualified!" Xia Zhanhong shouted coldly, and the light blue smoke flowed on his forehead. The space around him suddenly settled, isolating himself from the other party, and the ghost claws and sharp blades were also fixed in mid-air.

"What kind of blood is this!" The two congenital perfection were stunned...

At the same time, Xia Zhanhong's consciousness changed sharply, and the extreme cold shaking bow appeared beside him. A strong extreme cold breath like liquid gushed out and quickly spread out...

"Two breaths! I only have two breaths!" Xia Zhanhong's eyes widened, purple flames rose in his left eye, and his right eye was filled with dazzling starlight. His right arm waved and a series of phantoms shook out.

"Papapapapa..." Xia Zhanhong's consciousness moved to the extreme, a large amount of blood power surged out, and stone chips and ice and snow flew up all over the sky on the cliff wall.

"I want to run! Can you run!" The two helmsmen rushed forward.

However, when they came into contact with the fixed space, they suddenly felt an extremely strong resistance blocking them, and the force was difficult to penetrate for a while...

With one breath, Xia Zhanhong had already flew out for two hundred meters. At this time, the space that was fixed was broken and the two helmsmen rushed over.

But behind it is the extremely cold breath that Xia Zhanhong had already arranged. This extremely cold breath was formed by the Zhentiangong absorbing liquid cold air, which is much colder than ordinary cold air. Although it cannot damage the innate perfection, it is enough to delay their speed.

The two helmsman didn't expect the cold to be so cold, and the forward-rushing figure suddenly slowed down...

In the second breath, Xia Zhanhong had already flew out four hundred meters, and was only a hundred meters away from the fog.

Seeing the other party rushing through the cold air, Xia Zhanhong waved his arm even more urgently. Although the possibility of the other party catching up with him before entering the fog, if they also follow him into the fog, they will not have the chance to escape.

A hundred meters away was in the blink of an eye, and Xia Zhanhong's figure suddenly penetrated into the fog. At this time, the two helmsmans also came closer.

"Do you think you can run away when you enter the secret realm?" The two of them sneered and rushed in immediately.

But at this moment, the fog that had been calm suddenly surged.

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