Chapter 69 Quickly Transmigrate! Kidnapping Immortal Sect Disciple (34)



Chapter 69 Quickly Transmigrate! Kidnapping Immortal Sect Disciple (34)

Feng Ziang had just broken through the foundation-building stage, and surging spiritual power was surging in his body, like a giant dragon that had been dormant for a long time and finally awakened.

He wanted to strike while the iron is hot and consolidate his cultivation, but he received a disturbing news: Wu Gang colluded with other outer disciples and prepared to launch a sneak attack on him at the edge of the immortal sect's forbidden area.

Wu Gang, this despicable villain!

A hint of coldness flashed in Feng Ziang's eyes, and the joy of being promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage was diluted a little.

He was not afraid of Wu Gang, but his foundation was not stable now, and he had little chance of winning if he confronted the enemy head-on.

What's more, he was worried that He Yushu would be implicated.

"Zi'ang, don't worry." He Yushu's voice was as cold as jade, but it carried a reassuring power.

"Since I have decided to stand on your side, I will not back down." He held a long white jade flute in his hand, and the flute was emitting a shimmering light, just like his unwavering belief.

Feng Ziang looked at He Yushu and felt a warm feeling in his heart.

He Yushu is always like this, calm and composed, like a stabilizing force, calming his anxious heart gradually.

"Yushu, thank you." He knew how important He Yushu's support was to him.

"No need to thank me." He Yushu smiled faintly, a rare hint of tenderness on his cold face, "Why should we be so polite?" He paused, turned his gaze into the distance, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"However, the outer disciples that Wu Gang colluded with this time do not seem to be ordinary people..."

Feng Ziang also restrained his expression. He knew that He Yushu would not speak without a purpose.

"What did you find?"

He Yushu gently turned the white jade flute in his hand and said in a deep voice: "According to the information I received, these people seem to be related to the inner disciples..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a strong spiritual power fluctuation coming from afar, carrying a strong murderous intent.

"They are coming!" Feng Ziang's eyes dimmed and he clenched the sword in his hand.

The air was filled with tension and a fierce battle was about to break out.

He Yushu held the white jade flute across his chest, and his cold voice echoed in the valley: "Zi'ang, be careful."

Feng Ziang nodded and looked forward with a firm gaze.

"Let's go." He took the first step forward and his figure disappeared into the night.

He Yushu followed closely behind, and the two walked side by side, heading towards the edge of the Xianmen forbidden area.

Suddenly, He Yushu stopped and grabbed Feng Ziang.

"Wait..." He whispered, staring at the front with a serious look, "something is wrong..."

At the edge of the forbidden area of ​​the Immortal Gate, the night was dark and the wind was blowing.

Feng Ziang and He Yushu moved among the trees like ghosts, and the air was filled with tension.

"Feng Ziang, do you think you can sit back and relax after breaking through the foundation-building stage? How naive!" Wu Gang's voice came from the darkness, carrying a strong sense of sarcasm and malice.

He came out from behind the tree with a few outer disciples and surrounded Feng Ziang and He Yushu.

Wu Gang had a twisted smile on his face, his eyes full of jealousy and resentment.

"Wu Gang, you really are haunting me!" Feng Ziang sneered, the long sword in his hand made a buzzing sound, and the sword flashed with cold light.

"Today I will let you see the difference between the Foundation Establishment Stage and the Qi Refining Stage!"

"Humph, you're quite arrogant!" Wu Gang curled his lips in disdain, "Brothers, come on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several outer disciples attacked at the same time, and various magical lights shot towards Feng Ziang and He Yushu.

Fireballs, ice cones, wind blades, colorful, like gorgeous fireworks, but carrying deadly danger.

He Yushu's expression remained unchanged. He waved the white jade flute in his hand, and a light blue light curtain instantly enveloped him and Feng Ziyang.

Those spells hit the light curtain, making a series of explosions, but they could not break through He Yushu's defense.

"A mere trifle!" Feng Ziang snorted coldly, seized the opportunity, and rushed towards Wu Gang like an arrow from a bow.

He swung the long sword in his hand, the sword energy was overwhelming, and the fierce sword intent was heading straight for Wu Gang's face.

Wu Gang's face changed drastically and he quickly retreated, while commanding other disciples to continue attacking.

For a moment, spells were flying, sword energy was everywhere, and the surrounding trees were shaking from the aftereffects of the spells.

Although Feng Ziang's strength increased greatly, the opponent had more people and it was difficult to break through the siege for a while.

He and He Yushu stood back to back, cooperating with each other to resist each other's attacks.

"Zi'ang..." He Yushu suddenly spoke in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Feng Ziang asked while fending off the attack.

He Yushu stared at the front and said in a deep voice: "Their cooperation...is getting better and better..."

He Yushu's eyes focused, and the white jade flute spun and danced in his hands, bringing up gusts of breeze.

He seized the opportunity and the sound of the flute suddenly changed. A stream of ice-blue spiritual power shot towards Wu Gang like an arrow.

The name of this spell is "Ice Soul Cold Light", which he had just mastered recently. It is extremely powerful and cannot be compared with ordinary spells.

The ice-blue spiritual power was unstoppable and directly broke through the chaotic joint attack of Wu Gang and others, hitting an outer disciple.

The disciple screamed, and a thin layer of ice instantly formed on his body. He fell straight down and was silent.

When the others saw this, they all showed expressions of fear and their attacks were slowed down.

Wu Gang saw that the situation was not good and his face became terribly gloomy.

He pulled out a talisman with a black aura from his arms. He had obtained this talisman from a mysterious man a few days ago. It was said to contain extremely powerful power.

He bit his fingertip, dripped a drop of blood on the talisman, and muttered something.

The talisman suddenly emitted a bright black light, and the air around it seemed to freeze, and a suffocating pressure enveloped it.

Feng Ziang and He Yushu suddenly felt their breathing stagnate, and the circulation of spiritual energy in their bodies slowed down.

"What kind of evil is this!" Feng Ziang gritted his teeth and swung the sword in his hand even faster, trying to break through the pressure.

However, the black energy was like a leech attached to his bones, tightly entangling him and making him unable to move.

He Yushu's face turned pale, and the aura of the white jade flute also dimmed a little.

The power of this spell was far beyond their imagination, and even he felt powerless for a moment.

He held on to his body and poured all his remaining spiritual energy into the white jade flute. A dazzling white light shot up into the sky, trying to fight against the evil black energy.

However, the black gas was like a bottomless pit, constantly swallowing up the white light, and it continued to spread, tightly surrounding Feng Ziang and He Yushu.

Feng Ziang's spiritual energy was consumed greatly, and he felt his body becoming heavier and heavier, as if he was being pressed down by a mountain.

He Yushu's situation was not much better. His face was as pale as paper and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but he still did not give up and his eyes were full of unyielding will.

"Zi'ang..." He Yushu's voice was weak, but very firm, "We...can't fall..."

Feng Ziang tightly gripped the sword in his hand, a look of determination flashing in his eyes.

"Yushu, don't worry... I won't let anything happen to you..." He took a deep breath and was about to throw everything at the stake...

Suddenly, he felt a strange movement...

"etc……"

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