With a loud "boom--" sound, nine gray shadows drilled into the dune and exploded, causing the entire dune to be turbulent and uneasy, causing countless sand particles to fly away, but only a small part of the top of the dune was cut off, which was completely insignificant.

As his figure was about to fall slowly, Fang Chishu suddenly felt something bad.

In the blink of an eye, the gust of wind in the sea of ​​sand changed, and a violent hurricane was blowing; at the same time, hundreds of sand dunes suddenly shaking at the same time, and the sand on the surface was beating up and down like boiling. The situation was very strange. Fang Chishu was alert in his heart, and he secretly sank the Dantian, standing in a swaying dunes, not daring to slack off.

The changes in the sea of ​​sand were drastically and unexpectedly. Even Yun Gugang didn't know what was happening in the formation, because the four arrows that blessed a large amount of true qi did not land at this time, but flew around the square red tree, forming a circle of gray auras. Outsiders could not see the inner situation at all, and this was the wonderfulness of the formation in the cultivation world.

After waiting for a long time, the vision in front of me became clearer, but when I saw the gray aura, everyone felt strange. Isn’t it just a shot of an arrow? Why is it so mysterious? It’s too logical? Looking at Yun Gugang standing still in the training ground, everyone felt very strange, and they didn’t know what Yun Gugang was doing.

In the formation, Fang Chishu was overwhelmed. The fierce hurricane rolled up sandstorms, and the sky was dark and sand flew everywhere. These hundreds of sand dunes were also attacking at the same time, shooting out thick sand arrows, and they were entangled and shot them in a few times the power. At this moment, Fang Chishu felt that his head was too big. He was so desperate that he used some big moves for no reason. Now, he was getting a stronger attack. Although he could still deal with it, who knew when the sand arrow would attack, and his true energy was not endless.

"Ding--" Suddenly, a harsh sound came from the sandstorm. Then Fang Chishu's originally motionless body shook violently, and then flew backwards as if hit by a heavy hammer. Several mouthfuls of blood were squirting out in the air and spilled all over the ground.

After falling down the sand dune, Fang Chishu had not had time to breathe, let alone luck healing his wounds. He hurriedly swung his weapons to protect himself. But after dancing a few times, he found that the sand arrows did not seem to attack him, but instead stopped slowly. In amazement, Fang Chishu had to stand carefully in the sand dune to control the sand and secretly use his skills to heal his wounds.

"What a terrifying penetration!" Fang Chishu glanced at his weapon and suddenly found that there were two holes on it. It was the effect of the arrows hidden in the sand arrow just now. He was also seriously injured by these two powerful forces.

What Fang Chishu didn't know was that he could actually avoid these attacks, because Yun Gugang had already removed the function of locking the aura of the arrow branch. With 10% of the formation, only the previous tentative attack. If Fang Chishu didn't act ruthlessly, he just waited for a moment and waited for the true energy on the arrow branch to be exhausted, and the formation would be destroyed, and he would be safe and sound. But Fang Chishu had a full force and attracted feedback from the formation. The arrow branch, which had no target, had a target, and naturally attacked Fang Chishu with all his strength.

The two arrows were lost, and the remaining two arrows could not form a formation. After the two arrows fell to the ground, the formation was broken. Fang Chishu found that the scenery in front of him suddenly disappeared, and he stood on the familiar training ground again, and his spirit was relieved. However, a cold wind instantly slashed his cheeks. Before he could react, a huge force came from his hand, directly knocking his weapons away. From a distance, he heard two sounds of entering the body and falling to the ground.

When he felt the severe pain in his arm, Fang Chishu realized that his right hand had been broken, and his weapon broke the tiger's mouth when it was out of his hand. His whole palm was bleeding.

"General Fang--" Things changed too quickly, and everyone had no time to react. Fang Chishu's weapons were destroyed and he was seriously injured. Everyone was shocked and rushed into the training ground, even the soldiers were no exception.

Fang Chishu remained silent and immediately sat cross-legged, took out items similar to golden sore medicine from his clothes, wiped them on the wounds on his palms and face, slowly circulating around the world to recuperate his internal breath.

Soon, everyone surrounded him and saw Fang Chishu using his qi to heal his wounds without moving, which was not easy to disturb him. "General Yun, General Fang is not in danger of his life, right?" Lan Dao asked Yun Gugang urgently, and his worried expression immediately showed no doubt. Although Yun Gugang also came over, he had been thinking about the power of the four-phase god just now, and did not pay much attention to Fang Chishu's injuries. At this time, Lan Daoji asked and then carefully investigated. "General Fang was only impacted by the force on the arrow. Although he was seriously injured, he had no worries about his life. In a short while, he could calm down the confused true energy."

At this time, a centurion squeezed over, saluted the generals, presented the items in his hand, and said, "Report to General, this is General Fang's weapon, which has been broken into two pieces." Taking the weapon in his hand, Lan Daoji's eyes changed drastically, and the others were even more shocked.

"This weapon was made of black iron. General Fang has been used for so many years and has not been damaged at all. Unexpectedly, it was broken into two pieces today, and one piece was even pierced through - cutting gold like cutting soil, and cutting iron like cutting mud. It is truly a magic weapon." Lan Dao sighed very much, and everyone's eyes when they looked at Yun Gugang also changed. With such magic weapons in hand, why worry about not being able to make achievements!

Yun Gugang didn't care about these gazes, because his sister told him that one day, he would transcend the mortal world and enter the cultivation world where the strong people are like forests. At present, these people around him are just passers-by in their lives. No matter what these people have, they have nothing to do with him. He walked around Fang Chishu, picked up two arrows, and then said: "This is just the damage caused by ordinary iron arrows, and it's nothing."

Hearing this, everyone had their own thoughts, but few people doubted the authenticity of it. After all, the strange gray fog just now was too shocking. If it weren't for the fact that the generals present had some knowledge, I'm afraid that even if I wanted to break my head, I wouldn't have thought that the arrow could shoot out the formation.

"Haha--I, Haize Mansion, can have a great figure like General Yun, which is really God's greatest gift to our Haize Mansion." Lan Daoji laughed with a whisper, without any pretentiousness, which made everyone feel relaxed. The original jealousy and resentment mentality also melted a lot, so he echoed.

At that time, a terrifying pressure suddenly poured down from the sky, as if the gale wind from the sky was blowing down, and the dust on the training ground was raised again. The feeling of being penetrated in an instant made everyone frightened. I don’t know what happened. Only the generals who had often dealt with innate powerhouses understood that this was the spiritual pressure of innate powerhouses. However, aren’t the two Martial Masters in the military camp their own people? Why do they cast such pressure on their own soldiers?

Just when the generals were shocked and the soldiers were all frightened, two more spiritual pressures appeared, but they did not have any impact on everyone. It seemed that they were just to fight against the powerful spiritual pressure that appeared first. Only then did Lan Daoji and the others understand.

Almost at the same time, two figures flew over from the military tent in the distance, at extremely fast speed, and the eyes of ordinary people could hardly catch them. "The person who came was not good, General Lan ordered all the soldiers to retreat lightly and set up camp for five miles." It was not until the sound came from the air that Lan Daoji and the others realized that Haichen Mountain and Qiu Yuguangde were flying into the air, trying their best to resist the spiritual pressure of the unknown innate powerful people. They dared not question it, Lan Daoji immediately ordered, and the generals present hurriedly informed the soldiers, and their movements were very fast. For a moment, tens of thousands of people made a bang, causing the earth to shake slightly and dust on the ground to rise. After a while, the entire training ground was empty, leaving only the huge dust smoke generated by the retreat of tens of thousands of soldiers still floating and sinking, making the original military camp gray.

A figure had already been seen flying in the air from afar. After the body disappeared, the original prescription heard the sound: "I haven't seen each other for many years, and I have made great progress in my cultivation. I don't know that Jimo Sheng Wusheng's recent situation is good--"

Haichen Mountain and Qiu Yuguangde were shocked when they heard this. Unexpectedly, the Martial Saint Xiang Donglai from the Mangshan Mansion would actually come in person. At this moment, Shui Rui was captured, and Xiang Donglai must have come in bad ways.

Without a few breaths, a silver-white figure went from far to near, and his true energy was swelling, stirring up the wind and clouds everywhere. The momentum was indeed very majestic. I saw that the visitor was extremely tall and handsome. Although he was covered in white hair, his white hair was completely black at the roots and his face turned rosy like a middle-aged man. With a silver outfit, he showed a kind of god-like style - this was Xiang Donglai, the martial saint of Mangshan Prefecture.

"Welcome to Master Wu Sheng--" Although Hai Chenshan and Qiu Yu Guangde were unwilling to do so, this etiquette was a rule set by the Innate Palace and had to be followed, otherwise they would not be able to bear it once they were pursued. However, the two did not wait for Xiang Donglai's kindness, but instead waited for Xiang Donglai's spiritual pressure. The two couldn't help but become angry, and did not hesitate to release their mental power with all their strength to fight against Xiang Donglai's mental power.

Only three feet apart, 30% of his mental power could not do anything to Haichenshan and Qiu Yuguangde! Xiang Donglai was surprised. It was only five or six years since they saw each other, and their cultivation was so diligent. Seeing that they seemed to be able to withstand it, Xiang Donglai became mindful and released 40% of his mental power. He focused on Xiang Haichenshan and Qiu Yuguangde.

In an instant, Haichen Mountain and Qiu Yu Guangde seemed to be overwhelmed by a mountain, and their bodies suddenly fell several feet. Looking up, Xiang Donglai's figure became much taller in a trance. At this time, the two truly realized the difference between the Martial Master and the Martial Master, but how could they easily admit defeat at this moment? So, the two held their anger and used their true energy to stabilize their bodies with all their might. The spiritual power of the spiritual sea was also leaked out, and the condensation of the Qi was formed, forming a huge air mask on the top of their heads to resist the pressure condensed from the mental power from Xiang Donglai.
Chapter completed!