Chapter 708
Master Bage, the four female generals of Liang Shiqin, after knocking down the abyss of Mount Everest, will fly down into the abyss to check whether Master Bage is alive or not.

However, Lin Feng stopped them: "Shiqin, you don't need to go down to the abyss to check."

Liang Shiqin's face showed a look of worry, and said: "But, if this Master Bage is not dead, wouldn't it be better for him?"

Lin Feng said calmly, "It doesn't matter."

The four daughters of Liang Shiqin couldn't help being stunned.

They didn't expect that Lin Feng would say that it didn't matter.

However, Lin Feng told them not to go to the abyss to check, so they didn't go to the abyss to check.

Then, they flew down in front of Lin Feng and the others.

"Lin Feng, that ancestor of Mount Everest seems to have escaped?" Liang Shiqin looked around and asked Lin Feng when he found that the ancestor of Mount Everest was nowhere to be seen.

Lin Feng said: "I can't escape, Sect Master Song and the others are already chasing him."

"Where is he?" Liang Shiqin asked.

Lin Feng pointed to the other side of the iceberg, which was the corner of the iceberg.

The ancestors of Mount Everest fled to the other side of the iceberg, so Lin Feng and the others could not see the other side of the iceberg.

"Let's go after him quickly." Liang Shiqin said.

Thinking of the sinister and vicious ancestor of Mount Everest, Liang Shiqin wished to get rid of him immediately.

Lin Feng nodded.

Then everyone flew to the other side of the iceberg.

When they flew to the other side of the iceberg, they found that hundreds of meters away was a place like a valley in the iceberg.

Yes, this is a valley on an iceberg.

Valley, big enough to hold thousands of people.

On the cliffs around the valley, there are piles of white snow everywhere.

In the valley, it can be seen that the ancestor of Mount Everest has been surrounded by Song Confucianism and thousands of Tantric masters.

"Patriarch Everest, today is the time for your death!" Song Ru said coldly to Patriarch Everest with hatred in his eyes.

The ancestor of Mount Everest sneered: "Song Ru, you are just my defeated general, and you can kill me by yourself, it's just a dream!"

Song Ru calmly said, "Really? You are at the end of your road now, I want to see how you can escape!"

The ancestor of Mount Everest: "Hey, Song Ru, I'm afraid I will disappoint you. Not only is today not my death date, but it is also your death date."

After saying this, a sharp light flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of Mount Everest.

The next moment, he shouted coldly: "Where are the thousand elites of Mount Everest?"

Following his cold drink.

There was a clattering sound, and the snow flew wildly.

However, above the valley, the piles of white snow suddenly scattered in all directions, and from the snowdrifts, white men suddenly appeared one by one.

On the cliffs of the valley, there are as many as a thousand people.

These thousands of Mount Everest elite masters each had bows and arrows in their hands, and sharp arrows on the bows, pointing directly at Song Confucianism and all Tantric masters in the valley.

That's right, this is the elite of Song Ru who ambushed above the valley in advance.

The reason why the ancestors of Mount Everest led Song Ru and the others to this valley was to lure them into a trap.

Then kill them all.

Swish swish.

At this moment, Lin Feng and others flew into the valley.

Seeing Lin Feng and others coming, a look of uneasiness flashed across Song Ru's face.

Because they have been ambushed by the old man of Mount Everest, and there are thousands of elites on the valley cliff, holding bows and arrows, condescending.

Once they shoot arrows, there is no way to avoid the valley, and there must be heavy casualties.

Seeing Lin Feng and others appearing, the ancestor of Mount Everest, like Song Ru, had a look of worry in his eyes.

Because he knew that Liang Shiqin and Ye Xuerou beside Lin Feng were all cultivators, and he couldn't afford to provoke them.

And now only Liang Shiqin and the others were safe and sound, standing beside Lin Feng, but Master Bage was nowhere to be seen.

This made him feel that Master Bag must be in danger.

The ancestor of Mount Everest was extremely anxious.

He just wanted to lure people like Song Ru into the ambush circle, and then wipe them out.

But he never expected that Lin Feng and the others would come so soon.

Originally, the Patriarch of Mount Everest thought that Master Bage could drag them on for a while until he wiped out Song Ru and others.

However, the plan could not keep up with the changes.

He didn't expect Master Bage to be dealt with by Liang Shiqin and the others so quickly.

A stern look flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of Mount Everest.

All of a sudden, he circulated his zhenqi, spread his wings like an eagle, and flew towards the top of the valley.

As he flew over the valley, he immediately ordered: "Shoot the arrow!"

On the cliff, a thousand elites immediately shot a dense rain of arrows into the valley.

Whoosh whoosh! !

The sound of breaking through the sky is endless.

The rain of arrows burst out, with a cold and sharp edge, which made people startled.

Song Ru in the valley couldn't help frowning.

He could see that the arrowheads of these flying arrows were all made of black iron, which was enough to cause casualties to masters of King Wu's strength and below.

However, there are so many flying arrows, and there are thousands of esoteric masters in the valley, even with the strength of Emperor Wu, it is difficult for him to protect so many people.

This made him feel anxious.

And thousands of Tantric masters in the valley, seeing thousands of Mount Everest elites on the cliff, shot down a volley of arrows.

There is nowhere for them to escape in the valley, and even if they want to exit the valley, it is too late.

Seeing the rain of arrows shot down in volley, all the Tantric masters felt the breath of death.

They couldn't resist at all, these black iron flying arrows were shot by the Everest masters who were generally stronger than them.

Seeing the rain of arrows shot down from the cliff, it was about to shoot thousands of esoteric masters in the valley into a sieve.

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the air shook violently.

A burst of purple light burst out suddenly.

Then, a huge purple mask spread out at a rapid speed, enveloping thousands of Tantric masters in the valley at once.

Then, a surprising scene appeared.

All the flying arrows shot down from the cliff were bounced off by the purple air mask covering the valley.

That's right, all the arrows shot down in the valley bounced off.

What's more, these flying arrows were bounced back to the thousands of Mount Everest elites above the cliff.

All the elites of Mount Everest on the cliff did not expect this scene at all.

Then, before they recovered from the horror, the flying arrows that were bounced off by the purple gas mask in the valley pierced their chests and throats with the sound of piercing through the air...

On the cliff, the elite of Mount Everest who was hit by the reflected sharp arrow let out screams.

One by one, they fell from the cliff after being hit by arrows.

Even the ancestor of Mount Everest, before he flew up the cliff, he was reflected by a flying arrow and stabbed in the arm.

He screamed in pain.

This is a black iron sharp arrow.

Even though he had the strength of Emperor Wu, his body protection with the Qi of Emperor Wu could have resisted the black iron arrow.

However, the black iron arrow shot behind the purple gas mask in the valley, but was blown away by an astonishing force of the purple gas mask.

This greatly increased the power of the black iron arrow, so that a master of Emperor Wu like the ancestor of Mount Everest was also injured by the black iron sharp arrow.

The ancestor of Mount Everest was hit by an arrow in one arm and was shocked.

When he saw the astonishing purple gas mask of Yan Zhong's energy breath, he knew that the opponent's cultivator had made a move.

Even though he was hit by an arrow, the ancestor of Mount Everest didn't care about the pain, and hurriedly flew towards the cliff.

Whoosh.

At this moment, there was another sound of piercing through the sky.

Then, the ancestor of Mount Everest was shot again in one thigh.

The ancestor of Mt. Everest looked at the thigh shot by the arrow, blood was flowing, so he could only reluctantly fly away.

At this moment, inside the purple gas mask in Guzhong, Song Ru, Song Yiren and all other tantric masters were shocked!
(End of this chapter)

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