The elder of the Shenyi Sect glanced at the double-winged chariot and let the Poyun Ship continue to speed up. After approaching, the probability of taking action would be greater.

In this way, the Poyun Ship continued to attack, closing the distance with the bi-winged chariot.

After adjusting the angle of the bi-winged chariot, Liu Wuxie continued to fly, always alert to the Poyun Ship of Shenyi Sect.

The space inside the Guardian Wings of Tianya Pavilion is huge, and there are more than a dozen masters standing there.

"Senior brother, do you think that boy looks familiar?"

One of the Golden Fairyland said.

"It's a bit familiar."

The man in question nodded, feeling that Liu Wuxie was somewhat familiar.

"You have forgotten that when we passed by Donghuang City, this boy fought with a ninth-level Yuanxian."

The oldest man spoke.

"It turned out to be him. I remember that he was only at the seventh level of the Spiritual Immortal back then, but he broke through to the ninth level of the Spiritual Immortal so quickly. And how did he survive from the ninth level of the Yuanxian."

The other two people looked shocked. They couldn't believe that Liu Wuxie actually crossed the Dragon Burial Mountain Range to participate in the Divine Horse Competition.

"I said that day that he would be the one who survived, and it turned out to be true."

Looking at Liu Wuxie's back, the three of them fell into deep thought.

The other divine horse chariots gradually caught up, but Liu Wuxie's double-winged chariot was still too weak. It was a dexterous chariot. It shuttled at high speed for a long time, and cracks appeared in many places. If this continues, sooner or later it will collapse.

In desperation, Liu Wuxie had no choice but to slow down.


Chapter completed!