Chen Zhipeng slapped the fan right off his shoulder.
"You dare destroy my magical artifact? You're courting death, aren't you?"
Wan Feiyu has always been arrogant and domineering.
No one has ever dared to treat him like this before!
Upon seeing this, Chen Zhipeng threw the fan, which had a broken bone, back at him.
"That's it? Where does your arrogance come from?"
As they spoke, Wan Feiyu had already arrived in front of them.
The two then engaged in a fierce battle in mid-air.
Seeing this, Mu Yinglang led his disciples to continue fighting.
However, after the previous delays, Xiao Feng's strength had already been fully restored.
Without pausing, Xiao Feng charged forward, wielding the Dragon Roar sword.
To catch the thief, first catch the king!
Both sides understand this principle!
Mu Yinglang also charged towards Xiao Feng.
only...
Too weak!
Xiao Feng casually swung his sword.
Powerful and heavy!
Like a tidal wave, it crashed head-on into the broadsword in Mu Yinglang's hand.
With a loud crash, the broadsword, as thick as a human body, snapped in two.
How is that possible?
A crisp yet dull sound reached Mu Yinglang's ears.
My magical artifact...
After a moment of indignation, he became anxious.
However, they lack the strength.
During the confrontation, Xiao Feng unleashed a series of spells, easily subduing him.
"Water Tomb of Heavenly Splendor!"
A cage descended from the sky, trapping Mu Yinglang inside.
struggle!
Struggling desperately!
Like a wild deer caught in a trap, even knowing it is doomed to die, it still tries every means to survive.
Xiao Feng sneered.
"With this kind of strength, you dare to act recklessly? You have some nerve!"
Upon hearing this, Mu Yinglang's eyes turned red, and he struggled much more forcefully.
However, Xiao Feng's strength was overwhelming, making it impossible for the person in front of him to escape easily.
The surrounding disciples of Biyao Palace were dumbfounded.
How is that possible?
With a wave of his hand, Xiao Feng subdued Mu Yinglang.
That was someone I once admired.
Are we just trapped like this?
It's unbelievable to anyone!
However, the disciples of Biyao Palace had undergone stress resistance training, so they were only frightened for a moment in such a situation.
The next moment, they started looking for a solution!
However, while finding a solution is not difficult, implementing it is somewhat challenging.
The crowd charged towards Xiao Feng, knowing that if Xiao Feng were distracted, the cage would surely break.
However, they greatly underestimated Xiao Feng!
A myriad of lights and shadows appeared, and streams of light shot out, slashing directly at the disciples.
The sword energy forced them back several steps.
Xiao Feng continued his attack, throwing punches and kicks.
Soon, several disciples in the front row fell to the ground one after another, like fallen wheat.
He coughed up blood and was nearly dead!
"Too weak!"
That's the truth!
There were no fewer than a hundred enemies on this mountain peak, but they were all here with Xiao Feng.
You won't gain any advantage at all!
Xiao Feng had lost even his initial caution.
He knew that Chen Kun was still backing him up.
If anything were to go wrong, Chen Kun would be there to cover for him.
These are the elders of the Spirit Sword Sect!
I will never give up on any of my disciples!
Just then, Chen Kun continued speaking to Xiao Feng.
"Kid, can you still hold on?"
Xiao Feng controlled the cage with one hand and tightly gripped the Dragon Roar with the other.
"Elder, rest assured, just focus on recovering. I will protect you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Kun shouted.
"careful!"
Xiao Feng had already noticed that Mu Yinglang, relying on his physical strength, had actually managed to move the cage right next to Xiao Feng.
He reached out his hand, intending to attack Xiao Feng!
However, this cumbersome fighting style couldn't harm Xiao Feng in the slightest.
Xiao Feng tightened his grip, and the cage even clamped his arm tightly.
Mu Yinglang had no room to move!
"I told you, it's too weak!"
Seeing Xiao Feng's fighting style, Chen Kun couldn't help but sigh and shout again.
"Behind you!"
The disciples of Biyao Palace had already seized the opportunity to rush forward.
Still no effect!
Xiao Feng casually swung his sword, killing several people.
He can fight against a hundred opponents without being at a disadvantage!
"Come on! Are you too scared to come?"
Xiao Feng spoke, his eyes red-rimmed.
Although he could completely crush them, these guys just kept coming.
It still distracted Xiao Feng a bit!
Never mind, let's kill one first!
As he spoke, Xiao Feng turned to look at Mu Yinglang.
"Your life ends here!"
As he spoke, Xiao Feng raised the Dragon Roar sword high and slashed it down at Mu Yinglang's skull.
despair!
A profound despair!
Death is right above your head!
But I just couldn't escape it!
Mu Yinglang shouted, showing absolutely no decorum.
He even wanted to kneel down in front of Xiao Feng.
However, due to the confinement of the cage, he was still unable to move an inch.
Just as the sword was about to strike Mu Yinglang, a streak of light appeared.
It forcefully blocked Xiao Feng's sword!
A dragon's roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
Xiao Feng's hands were throbbing with pain from the impact, and he struggled to support himself, barely managing to stay upright.
Looking up, I saw ancient trees!
Upon seeing that familiar face, Xiao Feng couldn't help but clench his teeth.
This guy is really persistent!
Upon seeing Xiao Feng, Gu Mu smiled and withdrew the flying needles from his hand.
"Kid, we meet again!"
Xiao Feng ignored him and changed his attack to stabbing, intending to deal with the person in his hands first.
However, the ancient tree didn't care and instead waved to the tree behind it.
"Kid, think carefully before you make a move. Is the life in your hands more important than the life in mine?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng subconsciously raised his head.
It was actually my own senior sister!
With a whoosh!
A cry echoed in Xiao Feng's mind.
Pain welled up in my heart!
The tension also made him loosen his grip on the sword.
Mu Yinglang's life has been saved once again!
Feeling the sword almost pierce his skin, Mu Yinglang couldn't help but look up and cry out.
"Palace Master Gu, you've finally arrived! Please save me!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Mu immediately gave him a cold look.
"Shut up! You're a disgrace to the Allied Forces!"
Xiao Feng gritted his teeth and stared intently at the ancient tree in the sky.
"What kind of skill is it to threaten someone with a woman?"
"Release my senior sister immediately, and don't make any rash moves!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Mu laughed in anger.
"Kid, how can you be so naive? Right now, you're the one who shouldn't make any rash moves!"
As he spoke, Gu Mu placed his hand directly on Zhao Yuwei's crown.
A strange aura entered Zhao Yuwei's body.
pain!
Screams echoed across the mountaintop!
Xiao Feng panicked; his legs went weak with fear.
He could easily endure such pain if it were in his body.
But it is the one who suffers the pain!
"Junior brother, save...save me!"
Zhao Yuwei had her eyes closed and was already disoriented; these words were uttered instinctively.
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