God-level upgrade system

To be precise, Guo Fengxiao's cultivation was not much higher than Sunflower Patriarch, but his combat strength was higher than Sunflower Patriarch.

Having said that, if he doesn't have the kind of strong strength to be able to sit on one side, he is not qualified to lead an elite army of 10,000+ alone.

"Wei Yi, son, die to me!"

Guo Fengxiao's eyes were full of murderous intent, and suddenly he shouted angrily.

Then with a vigorous wave of his right hand, the long spear in the void immediately burst into a dazzling silver light, just like the bright moon in the starry sky at night.

In an instant, he roared towards Wei Yi with a speed like lightning, without giving Wei Yi a chance to dodge.

How terrifying is the full blow of a Wuzong-level powerhouse.

Wei Yi's expression suddenly became serious.

He had no way to dodge, so he could only use his full strength to run his cultivation base, and then he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, his eyes flashed with determination, and then he slashed down with his sword with all his strength.

The Black Night Sword Intent and the Pure Yang Sword Intent condensed and exploded at this moment, colliding head-on with the long spear.

Although he repelled the spear, Wei Yi also took a few steps back on Long Ying's back, his face turned pale, and finally relied on his strong body to resist.

"It's actually blocked?"

Seeing this, Guo Fengxiao couldn't help raising his brows slightly, and there was a little surprise in his eyes.

Ordinary Martial King-level powerhouses can be destroyed by a wave of his hands, but Wei Yi was able to block his full-strength blow, which was indeed a bit beyond his expectations.

However, that's about it.

If one trick doesn't work, then two tricks!

"I'd like to see how many tricks you can withstand?"

There was a sneer at the corner of Guo Fengxiao's mouth, without the slightest hesitation or pause, he manipulated the silver spear again to shoot Wei Yi in an instant.

Under the shining light, there were faint strands of lightning light blooming on the tip of the spear, and the power was obviously still higher than that of the previous move.

More importantly, the speed of this shot was still astonishing, and Wei Yi did not have the slightest chance to dodge and escape.

"This bastard is purely trying to kill me—"

Wei Yi was extremely annoyed in his heart. If it was in other places, he would have been able to escape with the eagle flying high, but in this extremely chaotic battlefield, where there are extremely violent energy turbulence everywhere, he has no way to do so.

Facing Guo Fengxiao's attack again, his heart was extremely heavy.

According to his estimate, he might be able to catch the second move with all his strength, but if there is still the third and fourth move, he may not be able to catch it.

After all, he is not yet in the realm of Wuzong.

But at this moment, the void in front of him suddenly trembled, and a lonely figure in black armor appeared out of thin air.

Impressively, it was Zhao Weiran, the commander of the Forbidden Army who led troops to the Overlord Sect to arrest him, the Black Blood Saber Sect.

This time Zhao Weiran obviously didn't want to deal with him, but to save him.

"Take Li Long and leave it to me!"

Zhao Weiran still had that icy look, and said without looking back.

Wei Yi couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he heard this, he really didn't expect that the person who came to save him would be this one.

Of course, he would bring tens of thousands of forbidden troops to the Overlord Sect to arrest him, and now he was going to rescue him from this chaotic army.

Of course, Wei Yi knew in his heart that the person Zhao Weiran really wanted to save was not him, but Li Long in his hands.

"Be careful." Wei Yi ordered casually.

Just as he was about to leave, he saw Zhao Weiran swung his hand with one hand, as if he didn't use any strength at all, Guo Fengxiao's silver spear that almost killed him was sent flying with a mournful cry.

Seeing this, Wei Yi couldn't help smacking his tongue secretly, while Guo Fengxiao's expression changed drastically.

But at this time, Zhao Weiran has already made a bold move.

He didn't see exactly when he made the move at all, as if at the speed of lightning, he only saw a terrifying knife light that was as black as ink cutting down through the air.

This blade of light was tens of meters long, and it was as if it was about to chop the sky.

Where the knife light passed, everyone's bodies collapsed one after another.

Guo Fengxiao immediately backed away without even thinking about it.

Although he is also in the realm of Wuzong, compared with Zhao Weiran, who is at the peak level of Wuzong, he is undoubtedly far behind.

But at this moment, a dazzling sharp light suddenly flashed through the air, it turned out to be a long dark golden arrow.

The long dark golden arrow collided with the light of the knife in an instant.

No turbulent waves were set off, and the two melted together silently, as if they had never appeared before.

In the middle of the air in the distance, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man stood holding an iron tire bow, but he was surrounded by an astonishing aura.

It was the Supreme Commander of the Three Route Army of the Tang Dynasty——

Huo Yuanbin, General Huo.

In the Tang army, his prestige was second only to Li Wenyuan, the so-called military god, and his strength was not inferior to Zhao Weiran.

Seeing his appearance, Wei Yi's heart tightened for no reason, and he groaned inwardly.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately grabbed the unconscious Li Long, and at the same time put the dragon eagle in the pet space, and flew away into the distance.

"Hehe, the reaction is quite fast."

"It's a pity you can't escape."

A young man in gray robe appeared in his original position with a slight smile on his face.

Seeing Wei Yi running away in a panic, he was not in a hurry, but every step he took took a distance of eight or nine feet.

According to this speed, he can catch up to Wei Yi with a few steps at most.

"This guy--"

Wei Yi's heart was full of ghosts, this guy gave him the feeling that he was even above Zhao Weiran, even if he was not in the realm of Martial Emperor, he was at least half a step of Martial Emperor.

"It can't really be that bad."

Wei Yi smiled wryly in his heart.

He still has one way now, which is also the last way to save his life, and that is to throw Li Long away.

As long as Li Long is lost, this guy will definitely not come after him. After all, no matter how important he is, he is not as important as the Tang prince.

But in this way, all his hard work for so many days would be in vain, and Wei Yi didn't want to take this step unless it was absolutely necessary.

Fortunately, Chu State did not disappoint him.

In addition to Zhao Weiran, there is another strong man who can also be called the peak level sitting in Nanyang City.

Ripples suddenly rippled in the void, like a stone being dropped on a calm water.

These countless ripples condensed into an astonishing momentum in the blink of an eye, and rushed towards the gray-robed youth together in a whistling.

The gray-robed youth frowned, stopped in his footsteps, moved his hands together, and bursts of light curtains shone, canceling out the void ripples in the blink of an eye.

But at this time, an elegant and luxurious old man in brocade robes appeared in front of Wei Yi.

It was the ancestor of the great Chu royal family.

"I didn't expect you to come too."

The young man in gray robe fixed his eyes and spoke lightly.

The old man in brocade robe did not answer, but looked at Wei Yi, and said a word softly, "Let's go!"

At the same time, he pressed a palm on Wei Yi's shoulder, and a powerful force surged out, pushing Wei Yi forward tens of feet in an instant.

Turning his head again, he saw that the old man in brocade robe had already fought with the young man in gray robe.