Chapter 202 The holy object is right before our eyes!

"Get out of the way! "

"Get out of my way!"

Before entering the stone gate, the people who seemed to be talking peacefully just now had already started to fight with swords.

"Dang!"

"Swish!"

"Boom!"

The flashes of swords and shadows, the condensation of martial arts, made the explosion sound continuously.

Many people fell to the ground as corpses before entering the door.

"We will go too!"

The pupils of the fifth Changkong shrank, the feather fan in his hand shrank, and the whole person turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the stone gate, and the two old men behind him followed.

At the same time, Yunxianque grabbed Yu Wujie and rushed towards the stone gate with the two old men behind him.

"Miss!"

"Miss!"

Seeing this, Yang Mu and Yang Sen looked at Yunxianque anxiously.

"I said, I won't go." Yunxian Que gritted his teeth and said.

The two looked at the two major sects that had disappeared and sighed heavily.

"Hey, the people from Fengyun Valley didn't come in?" Diwu Changkong rushed to the altar in front at a very fast speed. At the same time, he looked behind him, but did not find the figure of Fengyun Valley, and could not help but uttered a puzzled voice.

"Young Master, don't worry about them. It's important to get the holy objects." Diwu Zhen reminded.

"That's right, the holy objects are the most important."

Diwu Changkong exerted his speed to the extreme, and rushed to the hall in front with a crazy face. x33xs.Finally

, the hall was already in sight, and the three holy objects were already waving to him.

However, at this moment, a cold voice suddenly appeared.

"Hmph, you want to obtain the holy object, have you asked me about the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

As the voice fell, a flash of green and red sword light suddenly appeared and fell.

Seeing this, the face of the Fifth Changkong changed, and the feather fan in his hand spread out, and several sharp weapons shot out.

"Dangdangdang!"

The sword light dissipated.

But this sword also completely blocked the Fifth Changkong's way forward.

When he looked up again, he found that several people from the Heavenly Sword Sect appeared in front of him.

"Peng Xian'er!"

The Fifth Changkong gritted his teeth.

Then he waved the feather fan, and the sharp cold light cut out. At the same time, his body turned into a stream of light and attacked Peng Xian'er.

"Hmph!"

The two people in the fifth formation also snorted coldly and joined the fight between Changjiankong and the two.

Almost without probing, the two sides launched a fierce confrontation.

Obviously, they knew in their hearts that the only person present who could prevent them from taking the holy object was the other party.

Whoever defeated the other party and rushed to the hall in front first would be qualified to take the holy object.

"Heavenly Feather!"

After the collision, the feather fan in the hand of the fifth Changkong was raised into the air, accompanied by a quick hand seal. The feather fan immediately spun rapidly, and countless hidden weapons were emitted from it, like a sky full of flying feathers, attacking Peng Xian'er intensively.

"Heavenly Sword!"

Peng Xian'er was also unwilling to be outdone. The long sword in her hand trembled and then flew out of her hand, dragging a stream of light in the air, like a meteor passing through the sky, and immediately formed a sky full of sword shadows.

"Formation, Great Heavenly Power Pill!"

"Formation, Critical Thunder Bomb!"

On the side, the two people in the fifth formation of Chuixue Mountain Villa directly used their trump cards to attack. After all, with the holy relic in front of them, the longer they delayed, the more accidents would happen.

But if the two people in the fifth formation thought so, why didn't Chang Jiankong and the other two think so?

"Swordsmanship, eternal swordsmanship!"

"Swordsmanship, Heavenly Sword Descends the Mountain!"

Almost at the same time as the two people in the fifth formation launched their attacks, the two people's long swords in their hands also condensed into super-strong attacks.

"Oh, God bless, God bless, don't affect me!"

Seeing this scene, Yu Wujie next to him was so scared that his courage was about to break. He hid in a recessed crevice in the stone and prayed with his hands clasped together.

Finally.

The attacks of several people finally collided in the long and narrow passage.

"Boom!"

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

Perhaps because of a chain reaction, after the first explosion, a series of sonic booms sounded.

Then, the violent momentum accompanied by the remaining sword light suddenly enveloped the entire corridor.

Many other monks in the corridor were affected and seriously injured.

Finally, when the momentum dissipated, the vision returned to clarity.

The passage has been destroyed beyond recognition.

"Sorry, you lost, the holy relic is ours."

Peng Xian'er said in a cold voice. Although they were also injured, it was much lighter than the people in Chuixue Villa.

After saying that, Peng Xian'er sneered, and rushed towards the hall not far away with Chang Jiankong.

"Damn it, stop them quickly."

The fifth formation shouted with a pale face.

But he spat out a mouthful of blood while speaking. It was obviously too late to stop them.

After all, their Chuixue Mountain Manor is good at hidden weapon formations. Facing the Tianjianmen, which is famous for its attack, it is obviously still lacking in combat power.

They can only watch helplessly as the three people from the Tianjianmen got there first.

"Two elders, each of us will take one of the three holy objects, and we must seize them all." Peng Xian'er shouted excitedly as he quickly entered the hall and looked at the altar not far ahead.

"It's the Saint."

The two elders nodded quickly, their eyes gleaming. After all, the holy object was about to be in their possession, and even a martial arts master couldn't control his excitement.

It was getting closer.

It was getting closer.

The three of them were even more excited, and they all held their breath.

"Attack together."

Peng Xian'er shouted.

As soon as the voice fell, they arrived at the altar almost at the same time, with an excited look on their faces, and at the same time, their palms shrouded in vitality reached out to the location of the holy object.

However, the next moment.

The smiles on the faces of the three suddenly froze, and their palms froze in mid-air.

. You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000, and the highest level outside is 30.