Before Ding Yun arrived, his voice preceded his arrival.

As everyone looked over, they saw him rushing over at full speed, his face full of anxiety.

It is obvious that Yan Dingyun does not want to see a war between the two countries, and he naturally has his own reasons for this.

However, Feng Ling doesn't care about all that, or rather, the Feng family doesn't care about all that either.

As Fengling rushed towards him, a black feather fell from the sky. It was a raven's feather. The next second, the raven landed slowly behind Fengling like a snowflake, yet it could keep up with his fastest speed.

"My lord, this old minister has been waiting for you for a long time!"

If Qingwu noticed, at this moment, his ruthless eyes were filled with "concern"...

Without turning her head, Fengling stretched out her hand to Tianya.

Another roar:

"Start the war!"

None of these people will leave here alive today!

Without hesitation, Tianya reached out and grasped Fengling's hand!

The fusion technique was completed in an instant, and the familiar black-winged armored war god reappeared in everyone's sight.

But most Americans were seeing this for the first time, and what surprised them even more was why there were two wind chimes here.

If this one can use fusion magic, then it means it's a real wind chime. And that one over there...

When she turned her head, Ruo Qingwu had already returned to her original appearance.

Gromet from the United States then realized that he had been deceived.

They anticipated that Fengling would send someone to rescue Ruoguan City, but they didn't expect Fengling to be so bold.

Such an important matter, and they actually sent a stand-in here?

Could it be that this kid never respected them from the very beginning?

The presence of the wind chimes here basically indicates that Ruoguan City has already been rescued.

As for the ninth-level psychic master invited from another country, whether he is alive or dead is no longer important.

He shouted something in English at the top of his lungs!

It means: "Expel!"

This is both a command and, of course, the name of his skill.

Centered on him, a golden domain instantly unfolded. The demons of the Feng family instantly felt an incredibly powerful thrust. Even Xue Ji and the others could not resist it and were directly blasted out of the domain by a horizontal wave!

However, the spiritual masters in this field were not affected in any way.

In the blink of an eye, only the Spirit Master remained.

Blood Princess originally planned to try going in and kill that bastard, but she found that this domain was different from the previous one. It was obviously a high-level spiritual technique.

Ruo Tinghan instinctively stepped back, blocking Ruo Qingwu's path, and said without turning his head:

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Ruo Qingwu looked at her father's back and nodded subconsciously. Remembering that he was blind, she quickly whispered a reply:

"Um..."

At the same time, a black sword shone brightly against the blue sky.

That deep, all-consuming blackness is the light of this blade!

Fengling rushed to the front, her body turning slightly, and the knife drew a perfect circle.

"This strike is called..."

[Silent Enlightenment!]

The ring-shaped black blade energy passed through the bodies of each target in front of it. The blade energy paused briefly, and the residual force formed small circles on their bodies. All the targets seemed to be controlled by those small circular blade energies.

The next second, the spinning of those small circles stopped. Instead of dissipating as expected, they exploded!

The sharp blade energy, like fireworks, tore all the targets in front of it to pieces.

A huge cloud of demonic black mist exploded in the sky, as if their bodies had been shattered. It was like my butt bumped into your face, or your intestines got tangled in my tongue... that's the strange feeling.

But the pain is exactly the same.

With just this one strike, countless demons were annihilated. The American spiritual masters were shocked to see this, and even the ninth-level spiritual masters looked very solemn.

Yan Dingyun had already arrived by this time.

"stop!"

He stood between Ruotinghan and Gromet, the Chinese spiritual master and the American spiritual master.

They hope to stop their war.

He didn't bother with Fengling's side. As long as Fengling didn't attack the American spiritual masters, he didn't care about their feud with the American demon race.

Gromet glared angrily at Yan Dingyun, his gaze sweeping over her as he made a mental calculation.

Two ninth-level spirit masters. Yan Dingyun's strength is average. Ruo Tinghan needs to be careful.

He had been preparing for this battle for a long time!

He took a step back and stretched out his arms to the other ninth-level spirit masters on either side:

"Combined Spiritual Technique!"

The combined spiritual technique of five ninth-order psychic angels possessed such terrifying energy that it even made it difficult for Yan Dingyun to unleash his own spiritual technique.

He immediately shouted:

"Gromit, what do you mean?!"

He realized he had been naive; the US was serious!

I really want to fight China to the death!

Gromit knew that now was the best opportunity to weaken China's strength; there would be no more chances later...

The three great families of China, along with the Ling Shu Pavilion, have always been a force to be reckoned with. But now, with the opportunity to deal with the Ruo family, one of the three great families, he doesn't want to let this chance slip by.

Take a gamble, and your bicycle might turn into a motorcycle!

In the instant Ruo Tinghan reacted, he suddenly pushed back, hitting Ruo Qingwu's shoulder with great force. Ruo Qingwu was unable to resist and flew directly out of the domain. The Feng family's demon clan members quickly caught her!

"Father!?"

If you dance lightly and call out softly.

Buzz—

If Ruoting Han didn't speak, the only response she received was from the sword in his hand, its surface covered in frost.

The moment the sword was drawn, the temperature in the air plummeted!

Yan Dingyun originally wanted to say something more to Gromet, but Gromet and his group had already prepared their combined spiritual magic.

It's already started!

In the sky, a giant time wheel appeared, without hands, only numbers on the dial.

But you can hear the ticking of the old quartz clock, the sound of each second passing by.

Yan Dingyun looked puzzled. What kind of spiritual technique was this? He had never seen it before, and it wasn't mentioned in the intelligence reports!

The United States clearly had something up its sleeve.

At this moment, Ruoting Han looked at the sword in her hand with a puzzled expression...

The frost on the sword was dissipating layer by layer, and the next second, a palm-sized clock was found printed on the sword.

That little clock has hands and it's running, but it's going counter-clockwise!

"careful!"

Yan Dingyun reminded her that at this moment, a clock the size of a pocket watch was also imprinted on Yan Dingyun's neck, which was also rotating counterclockwise.

Ruoting Han had it on his neck, Yin Kongmen had it on his body, and every spiritual master had it.

The difference is that in China, people agree to go counter-clockwise, while all spiritual masters in the United States go clockwise.

If Tinghan wanted to move, he found that with each movement, the counter-clockwise speed would increase, while his movement would slow down.

It took a full two seconds just to spin the sword.

It might not have been that long, but it was just a wrist flick!