One Thought Feixian

Chapter 8
"Huh? Li San, you are usually the one who talks the most, why don't you talk now?" While several people were talking, one of them suddenly noticed something unusual and looked at Jiang Yi with a puzzled look on his face.

Jiang Yi's silence finally attracted attention!
When the rest of the people heard this, they all turned their gazes to Jiang Yi, and the air suddenly froze.

"It's still in the trap! Then I will do nothing, kill these people, and then escape!" Jiang Yi said ruthlessly in his heart.

When he was stopped by several people, he made the worst plan. He had no choice but to choose to remain silent, because once he spoke out, his identity would be exposed.

But after all, paper can't contain the fire, and silence can't be fooled. Now that he is questioned, he has murderous intentions, ready to kill violently.

"Ah..." However, just as he was about to make a move, a scream pierced the air and passed through.

"It's a disciple of Dream Soul Sect, kill!" Then there was a burst of shouting and fighting.

"What? Disciple of Dream Soul Sect, let's go!" When the few people heard it, their eyes lit up suddenly as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. They didn't care about Jiang Yi, and hurried towards the source of the voice.

Jiang Yi was also surprised: "A disciple of Dream Soul Sect?"

Then he followed suit.

"It's the third senior brother Qian Tang!" Several people came to the battlefield soon, and Jiang Yi recognized the person in the field at once, it was actually the third senior brother Qian Tang.

"Kill!" After a few people arrived, they rushed forward without hesitation.

In an instant, the third senior brother Qian Tang was surrounded by dozens of people, with no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth. At his feet, there were still several corpses of Dream Soul Sect disciples.Jiang Yi could clearly call out these people by their names. Some of them even laughed at him yesterday, but now they have died in front of him.

Jiang Yi's eyes turned red and his body trembled violently.

In the surrounding area further away, there are more than a dozen corpses in blood-clothed armor. These people were all killed by Qian Tang.He controls a flying sword, and his white clothes are stained with blood. Within five steps, it is like a dead end, and those who step into it will die!

Puchi!

A soldier wanted to rush up to make meritorious service, but the flying sword flashed in the air, and immediately cut his neck, blood spattered three feet, and then turned into a corpse and fell to the ground.

"Be careful, this person is a master in the realm of mindfulness, and he can control flying swords to kill people, very powerful!" A blood-clothed soldier shouted loudly.

"Use a flying crossbow!"

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
In an instant, the sound of countless crossbows piercing the air roared, shooting towards the figure in the center of the crowd.

This kind of flying crossbow was also forged by the "Shen Gongyuan" of the Central Dynasty. It can even injure martial arts masters. Now dozens of flying crossbows are firing in volley, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth. It is extremely terrifying and difficult to resist.

"Senior brother three!" Jiang Yixin raised her throat and almost burst out.

But Qian Tang was calm and composed, without the slightest panic on his face, he saw his hands on his chest, and instantly made a strange seal: "Nian Shanhuan, shoot floating!"

hum!
Suddenly, with Qiantang as the center, a powerful ripple swept out, the air vibrated like a calm water surface, and those shooting crossbow arrows stopped abruptly three feet above his head, suspended in the air , and then flew back backwards like a "celestial maiden scattered flowers".

puff!puff!puff!
Unprepared, one by one soldiers fell to the ground with arrows, screams and wailing intertwined.

Jiang Yi was also almost shot by a crossbow arrow, but luckily he reacted quickly enough to dodge it.

"The third senior brother is a Nian teacher, who can overpower the flying sword. Although these people are numerous and powerful, they are still not his opponents." Jiang Yi thought in his heart.

At the same time, he also breathed a sigh of relief. He hoped that the third senior brother could escape.

Qian Tang's face turned pale, obviously the blow just now was not so easy for him, he stretched out his hand, and the flying sword returned to his hand, and then he galloped forward without hesitation, ready to take the opportunity to escape.

"Hmph! The third disciple of Meng Qianqiu, the lord of the Dream Soul Sect, is indeed well-deserved of his reputation. He is good at scattering flowers, but you want to leave after killing so many of me?"

At this moment, a cold snort suddenly came from the air, and then a figure was seen running wildly from a distance, extremely fast, charging like a beast, blocking Qian Tang's way.

"See Lord Commander!" Seeing the person coming, all the blood-clothed soldiers cheered up and shouted in unison.

This is a young man with a strong body and bulging muscles, which seem to contain enormous strength. His face is stern, his eyes are very sharp, and he exudes a dangerous aura.

This person is a commander of the blood-clad legion, called "Wang Yuan", a master of martial arts.

"Qian Tang, Meng Qianqiu is handing over the Dream Soul Sect's unique study "The Great Dream Heart Sutra" to you. You give it to me, and then submit to the imperial court. Prosperity and wealth are just around the corner."

Wang Yuan looked at Qian Tang and began to persuade him.

"The Central Dynasty destroyed my Dream Soul Sect, and still want me to submit to the court? Don't even think about it! If I, Qiantang, escape, one day I will destroy the Central Dynasty and kill Huangfu Qingtian!"

Qian Tang's voice was loud and serious, and he spoke sternly.

He has a strong personality, as the third disciple of Meng Qianqiu, how can he recognize a thief as his father, serve the powerful and powerful, and serve the court?
"Bold! The name of the Holy One is something you can call? To say such rebellious words is simply rebellious. Death is not a pity. Since you don't know good from bad, I will kill you now!"

Wang Yuan yelled loudly, and then his speed increased sharply, his body rushed forward with a "swish", his whole body was full of vigor, showing extremely high martial arts cultivation.

"Want to kill me? That depends on whether you have the strength?" Qian Tang was not afraid of danger, he swung his big hand, and the flying sword in his hand floated in the air, killing him like an arrow off the string.

"Nianshi Zhongpin, control the flying sword? You are not my opponent, break!" Wang Yuan smiled coldly, waved his hands, and there was a "crackling" sound in his body, like tigers and leopards crowing together, with momentum like a tide, and he stretched out his right hand. He came out and slapped the flying sword with a palm.

The flying sword was instantly sent flying, its aura burst, buzzing and trembling, and finally fell to the ground, losing the support of its mind.

Qian Tang spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and he exclaimed, "The second step of the Martial Dao Grandmaster, Hubao Leiyin!"

Martial arts masters, like building foundations and sculpting bodies, are divided into three steps, the first step is the smoke of energy, the second step is the thunder of tigers and leopards, and the third step is brave and invincible.

This Wang Yuan is obviously a master of the second step of the martial arts master's tiger, leopard and thunder realm, and his strength is powerful.

"I have already opened up 48 meridians, and my whole body is full of the power of tigers and leopards. If I open up another meridian, seven seven 49, and run the Great Circle, I can reach the realm of bravery and invincibility. Although you are a middle-grade Nian teacher, I can control the flying sword, but it is impossible to be my opponent."

(End of this chapter)