Chapter 438 (1/2)
Boom!
When the loud noise came out, the people stared at the human shaped pit after the smoke and dust rushed to the sky and finally dissipated completely.
At the same time——
Whew, whew!
The sound of breaking the air sounded. In a few blinks, more than a dozen figures quietly appeared on the towering ancient trees on both sides of the ladder to the sky.
These ten people all have the strength of wusheng in the later stage.
Through costumes, we can see that these people are from yinjianzong, Hehuan Zong and Hongmen.
”I've seen the sword master (sect master, sect Master).”
After the fifteen or six figures appeared, their eyes fell on their respective patriarchs and shouted respectfully.
”Not solved yet?”
The old silver sword man's eyes were cold and his eyes were old and muddy. At the moment, there was a sharp edge. The strong men in the later period of the martial saint of the silver sword sect changed their faces and quickly explained, ”Don't be angry, sword master. This man's strength has reached the level of demigod. If it weren't for the” five poisons powder ”of Huan Zong's friend, we wouldn't be opponents at all. But sword master, don't worry, this man has been badly hurt by us and will die!”
The silver sword old man looked a little slow, but there was still cold light in his eyes.
”Kill!”
When the strong men of yinjianzong drank low, the fifteen or six people shot at the same time, offered their strongest killing moves, and bombarded the human pit without reservation.
Boom!
In bursts of loud noise, the human shaped pit suddenly expanded ten times, and the depth was even deeper.
The deep pit is filled with a strong smell of death.
With the joint strike of the strong in the later stage of the sixteen martial saints, although the strong in peak state can't lose a half god in a second, it can still do it.
After all this, the sixteen people breathed a sigh of relief.
”Where are the things!”
The silver sword old man asked without expression.
”Here!”
The nine star martial saint of the silver sword sect took out a map from his arms and respectfully handed it to the silver sword old man.
He. Huan Zong's cloud immortal Taoist couple and Hongmen's old man all stay on that map with longing in their eyes, as if there were some big secrets and treasures sealed on this map.
I can't wait to grab this picture and take it for myself!
The silver sword old man glanced and smiled gloomily, ”three, there's nothing wrong with the map. I silver sword sect is willing to share with he Huan sect Hongmen, but before that, we still need to solve the immediate problems.”
Although I know that the silver sword old man is a group of people who are ready to deal with the greedy wolf warship.
However, both sides are bound to win this plan. After a little hesitation, they also agreed.
”Boy, don't think that a strong martial god can run amok. Now I'll give you a chance to give up the black wolf puppet and the beauty around you. Kowtow and apologize to the three of us, and I'll let you live.”
I don't know whether it's the strong of his own family or the joint efforts of the three parties, which gave the old man Yinjian great confidence. Just now, he was quite afraid of Zhao Fang and others. At the moment, he took the initiative to provoke.
But when he wanted to see the frightened expression of Zhao Fang and others, he found that Zhao Fang didn't pay attention to him at all. His eyes were just staring at the pit in the middle.
”Lao Zu, Lao Zu!”
Qiu Yao seemed to feel something, jumped off the warship, came to the pit and shouted.
He did not take the boy with him, but left him on the warship.
”Grandpa? Are you the descendant of that guy?”
The silver sword old man was slightly stunned and looked at Qiu Yao, ”tell me your name.”