Yes, the previous attacked bridge section was deliberately arranged by Wang Hao. The sudden emergence of the so-called emperor killing crossbow and arrow was just an arrow hidden in the Shenhai space by using his innate mind.


    People in this world don''t have the concept of storage space at all. They think that the enemy has deceived their perception and intuition in some way.


    As for the arrow, he made it specially, and today''s drama was also arranged long ago. As for the faint light emitted after the arrow was broken, it was just a wisp of evil spirit on the bloody ancestor''s machete.


    That magic knife combines the heart demons of red sun''s ancestors, and has the foundation to become a magic soldier. In addition, it integrates a large number of blood demons, and then gives birth to the evil power of evil demons.


    Because the magic knife has been completely refined, the wisp of evil spirit didn''t hurt him, just pretending.


    Not to mention Wang Hao''s plans, Zhang Sanfeng on the other side finally woke up after a quarter of an hour of epiphany. The overall breath has more than doubled. Obviously, he has gained a lot this time.


    "The Taoist Scriptures are indeed broad and profound!"


    Zhang Sanfeng, who opened his eyes, couldn''t help sighing. He had just tried his best to understand the Tai Chi diagram in the memory picture with the help of Epiphany, but he had a vague understanding for so long, but he couldn''t understand the charm and mystery in it.


    But even so, he benefited a lot. His Taiji skills became more perfect, and his overall strength more than doubled.


    Only a little understanding can bring such a great harvest. You can imagine the horror of the Sutra.


    And this is just a memory picture of Taoist Scriptures. How powerful would it be if it were a real version of Taoist Scriptures?


    "Congratulations to Sanfeng Taoist friends for their great progress!"


    Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng woke up, many powerful Taoist priests who were protecting the Dharma were relieved one after another, and then came forward to congratulate happily. At the same time, they were also full of desire.


    Facing the hot eyes of the people, Zhang Sanfeng naturally knew what these people thought, and did not procrastinate. He said with a hearty smile: "I have sensed the location of my own divine sea. I can open the divine sea and transform my innate divine mind in March. At that time, I can let all Taoist friends participate in the Taoist Scriptures.


    However, you all know the concerns of Taoists of Chunyang. If you can''t clean up your own house, don''t embarrass Lao Dao! "


    Although for the sake of everyone being Taoist friends, he doesn''t mind letting these people participate in the Taoist Scriptures, after all, the Taoist Scriptures are handed down by Chunyang Taoist friends. He also has to consider each other''s concerns, so he must set a standard.


    "It should be so!"


    In response to Zhang Sanfeng, many Taoist strongmen were overjoyed. They patted their chest and said that they should be. At the same time, they were also planning to go back and thoroughly clean up their own forces, so as to find out all the hidden black sheep.


    For these black sheep, they hate their teeth itching. They are about to succeed. Who wants to lose this opportunity by these people, so that they have to see Zhang Sanfeng''s old face now.


    Although Zhang Sanfeng''s character has always been excellent and must be practiced when he speaks, he will certainly pass down a copy of the Taoist Scriptures later.


    But Zhang Sanfeng was not Taoist priest Chunyang himself after all. He turned his hand once and knew how much remained.


    So they really lost a lot this time. How can they not be angry?


    "Eh? What about Chunyang Taoist friends? "


    Looking around, Zhang Sanfeng wondered. He didn''t understand why the Chunyang Taoist friend disappeared after such a while. The other party didn''t look like someone who would leave without saying goodbye!


    "Sanfeng Taoist friend doesn''t know. When you just realized it, a snare killer used a crossbow to kill the descendant of the God. He was stopped by Chunyang Taoist friend, and then chased out in that direction. I have asked Nanzhen Taoist friend to keep up first."


    The old Taoist who gave orders earlier explained that he looked very dignified, and raised his hand and handed over a fragment.


    It was the fragment of the previous arrow with an extremely strange and terrible force attached to it. Even if he had just almost hit the road.


    "What a terrible power!"


    After receiving the arrow fragment, Zhang Sanfeng''s mind burst into an infinite killing mood when he was neutral, and his mind also suffered a strong impact. If he hadn''t had deep cultivation and early preparedness, he would have been seriously hurt.


    This shocked him, and his face coagulated.


    Only the residual power breath on a fragment is so terrible. It can be imagined how terrible the complete arrow will be. Even he is not sure that he can resist hard.


    "Let''s catch up and have a look. Taoist friends, protect these three girls!"


    After a little thought, Zhang Sanfeng decided to catch up and have a look, and everyone didn''t object.


    In fact, they have been curious about this for a long time, and they all want to see what kind of existence the rumored snare killer exists, and what kind of state the strength of Taoist Chunyang has reached.


    After all, since his appearance, Taoist Chunyang has never done anything except for the way he first met!


    People started flying skills one after another and followed the mark left by Taoist Nanzhen. A large group of people were divided into three batches.


    The first batch is Zhang Sanfeng and other strong people with congenital peak, followed by the second batch are those strong people with congenital late and congenital mid-term cultivation.


    As for the third batch, naturally, they are the experts in the early stage of congenital. As for those under the congenital environment, they are not qualified to follow.


    Everyone is strong in the innate environment. The body method speed is naturally extremely fast. Even if they can''t exert their limit speed because they have to travel for a long distance, they are also several points faster than those rumored Qianlima.


    "Boom!"


    "There it is!"


    Zhang Sanfeng, who was using his lightness skill to fly quickly, looked up to the end of his sight. There were continuous thunders on a mountain dozens of miles away, which seemed very unusual. When he thought of the unknown intelligence of the sword sect, he immediately knew that it was man-made.


    Apart from the overseas Wulin strongmen, only the rumored snare can show such divine power.


    After determining the goal, Zhang Sanfeng''s foot speed rose again, and many congenital peak strong people behind him hurriedly followed. At the same time, there was a look of horror in the depths of his eyes.


    The terror of Tianlei''s power is unimaginable to ordinary people. Even the peerless strong people like them, who are born with the highest peak, are also full of fear of Tianlei. Nowadays, some people can control Tianlei to fight against the enemy, which is beyond their imagination limit.


    Although they had received the unknown information of the sword sect at the beginning, the information belonged to the information. When they really saw it, they were still very shocked.


    Are the strong people in overseas Wulin really that strong?


    Zhang Sanfeng and others quickly reached the edge of the battlefield and met the Nanzhen Taoist hiding here and the eight Confucianists who opposed him.


    "What do you want to be here?"


    Looking at the thunder and Lightning Terror battlefield behind the eye mountain, Zhang Sanfeng cast a bad look at the eight ancestors of Confucianism, and the many peerless strong men who followed him also looked very bad.


    If it had not been for the ancient sword in the hands of the eight ancestors of Confucianism, they would have killed it on the spot.


    "Zhang Sanfeng, I don''t mean any harm here. I just want to help Taoist Chunyang get rid of the snare thief!"


    The Confucianist patriarch, who was the first, said calmly, but at the same time, he was very wronged.


    Although they left Wudang Mountain, they also sent people to keep an eye on Taoist Chunyang and followed him as soon as he was attacked and killed.


    And just as he said, it is true that there is no malice. Although they were eaten by this person at the beginning, from the essence of the matter, the problem mainly lies in them, which has nothing to do with Taoist Chunyang.


    They are not so narrow as to anger others.


    But they misunderstood their Confucianism too deeply. Before they could get close to the battlefield to help, they were stopped by the Nanzhen Taoist. They didn''t want to deepen the misunderstanding, so they didn''t start, so they were in a stalemate.


    "Hum! Who do you really want to help? "


    Taoist Nanzhen snorted coldly. Obviously, he didn''t believe the Confucian explanation. Other strong men also sneered. Obviously, he didn''t believe it.


    In this regard, the eight ancestors of Confucianism looked more bitter, but they didn''t explain much.


    People don''t trust them so much. It''s useless to explain more. It''s better to keep silent.


    At this time, the movement on the other side of the mountain stopped, and the sky thunder that kept splitting also took back the thunder clouds in the sky.


    "Go and have a look!"


    After taking a deep look at the eight ancestors of Confucianism, Zhang Sanfeng rushed to the other side of the mountain. Other peerless strong people hurried to keep up. The eight ancestors of Confucianism were also not backward.


    But when everyone came to the top of the mountain, they were foolish to see the battlefield on the other side.


    Although they had expected that the battle would be extremely tragic, they did not expect that it would be so tragic.


    From the trace, the first place to start the fight should be the top of the mountain where they stood at their feet, but at the moment, less than half of the top of the mountain was crushed by terrible power.


    The valley on the other side is even more messy. Several miles of mountain forests have been destroyed. Exaggerated huge sword marks can be seen everywhere, and terrible marks are all over the mountain wall on the other side.


    The scene of this battle has far exceeded their imagination, and even the eight ancestors of Confucianism with ancient swords are shocked.


    Although they have the strength to suppress the whole Central Plains when they hold eight ancient swords and use the eight pole sword array, it is only strength and only aimed at the congenital environment.


    Really speaking, the destructive power of a large area is very general, at least not beyond the level of congenital environment.


    Now the scene here has brought great pressure to them. If they try their best, a day is enough to destroy it to this extent.


    However, it is only a quarter of an hour since the war began. It has been destroyed to this extent in such a short time. Obviously, the strength of the other party has far exceeded them.


    "Chunyang little friend!"


    Zhang Sanfeng first reacted and saw a figure sitting at the bottom of the valley. He hurried to fly over, and others hurried to follow.


    Everyone had a tacit understanding to form a circle and protect Wang Hao in the middle. The outermost part was the eight ancestors of Confucianism who took out the scabbard of the ancient sword.


    In order to show sincerity, the Confucian ancestors turned their backs to the people, but let them be a little less vigilant.


    Seeing that Wang Hao was recovering from martial arts and his clothes were not messy, Zhang Sanfeng relaxed slightly and stood to the side of Wang Hao to protect the Dharma.


    After a long time, until the third batch of congenital early strong people also arrived, Wang Hao estimated that the time was almost right, so he opened his eyes.


    "Are you hurt?"


    Zhang Sanfeng quickly asked, and others also cast concerned eyes.


    "No problem, but it''s a pity that the snare thief escaped!"


    Standing up, Wang Hao sighed, as if dissatisfied with not catching the so-called snare killer.


    "Can''t take the snare killer by means of Xiaoyou?"


    Zhang Sanfeng was shocked. Originally, he thought that the snare killer was cut into fly ash by lightning. Unexpectedly, someone else escaped.


    "I''m ashamed to say, but I''ve been entrusted by the poor man this time. I thought the target of the snare thief was the successor of God, but I didn''t think it was the poor man himself. Another assassin, such as the assassin, ambushed here. If there were not thunder clouds passing by here, I would have fallen here if I had practiced the Yang five thunder secret method with the divine sword to resist the thunder sword formula! "


    Wang Hao said with a trace of shame on his face, as if he really didn''t expect the other party to have such calculations.


    "Taoist priest, can you tell me more about the snare so that I can be prepared?"


    Just when everyone was shocked, an old ancestor of Confucianism said.


    They looked at the eight Confucianists in surprise, and then turned their eyes to Wang Hao. They also wanted to know about the snare.


    They didn''t expect that such a terrible force was hidden in the Central Plains, which could make them sleep and eat uneasily. If they didn''t find out the snare force, they might not sleep safely in the future.