Chapter 1201

At the same time, thousands of arrows like black meteors across the sky, towards the courtyard and down.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged general showed a cruel smile on his face. No one can escape from the rain of holy Dharma without injury unless he reaches the realm of Xuansheng. Gu Fenghua and others, even if they have some strength, can't escape death after being injured. They don't even need to do it themselves.

At that time, Lu aochen promised that his Xuanyi pills should also be available. With those pills, he will be able to break through the bottleneck and go further. Even if he can't step on the legendary Holy Land in this life, he should be able to surpass the northern desert guardian and become the most powerful saint outside the northern desert temple. Feng Wudi is thinking in his heart.

"A sword, startle the world!" I was just thinking about this. Suddenly, several figures flew out of the arrow rain, and everyone was unharmed.

His eyes suddenly a coagulation, unbelievable looking at Gu Fenghua and others between the forehead flashing beads. As Lu aochen said, they really only have the cultivation of the Holy Spirit, and the weakest one hasn't even reached the Holy Spirit. But with such cultivation, how can they get out of the holy Dharma arrow rain safely?

After a close look, he found that Gu Fenghua and other people were surrounded by magical crystal lights. Magic weapon! It turns out that Gu Fenghua and others have such powerful body protection weapons.

He was not wrong. Gu Fenghua and others really relied on the body protection magic weapons to rush out of the holy magic arrow rain, but it was not a powerful magic weapon. Instead, Gu Fenghua took out all the body protection magic weapons presented by his brothers, plus their own strength, which made them rush out of the arrow rain.

Each magic weapon was excited to the extreme and split in an instant. However, Gu Fenghua couldn't care about his heartache any more. His long sword flashed in his hand and cut off the opponent's head.

Lorne and others also shot at the same time, and the eight swords converged again to release the power of breaking the sky.

Feng Mo Di's pupil contracted fiercely for a while, drank loudly, and waved his long knife to face him. Two blue pearls were shining on his forehead. He was a strong man of Xuansheng second grade.

Seeing that holy pearl, Gu Fenghua and others felt deeply at the same time. This man's strength is equal to Lu aochen's.

Although they hit Lu aochen hard last time and forced him to flee, it was a surprise attack. But this time, it was a positive confrontation. Can they really defeat such a strong man?

The sword is towering, and the sword Qi is vertical and horizontal. When they meet face to face, there is a loud bang. The chaotic Qi mang takes this as the center and shoots in all directions. For a moment, Feng's soldiers were shocked to spit out blood.

Gu Fenghua and other people's mouths also ooze blood. The sword that they cut with concerted efforts was held in the air by the opponent's long sword, and they could not move forward half an inch.

The other side's mouth, also exudes a wisp of blood.

This time it was a close fight, and no one took advantage of it.

However, Gu Fenghua and others are not happy at all. Don't forget that other people are not alone. There are thousands of cavalry in heavy armor and hundreds of holy bows under their hands.

The earth trembled again, and the cavalry turned their horses and rushed towards Gu Fenghua and others. The sound of the iron hooves, which seemed to break people's hearts, was also accompanied by the buzzing of the bowstring again.

"I didn't expect that the eight of you would be so powerful. Unfortunately, you still have to die!" Feng Mo Di said with a grim smile.