Chapter 881

At this time, the people in Tianji pavilion are less than 100 meters away from the wind white sail, and the wind white sail flies in the direction of the people under the wind.

"It's really unintentional to insert willows into the shade." Feng Baifan was so happy that he said to himself, "look at me. Fengwang has solved all of you. Where are you going to find reinforcements? If you dare to move my son, you will all die."

Feng Baifan said, and countless wind blades have been condensed around him.

For a person who starts to play with the wind from the gas gathering environment, condensing the wind blade is as simple as spitting.

When Yang Xuan saw this scene, he immediately got worried. He shouted in his heart. He waved his long sword, cut the air flow in front of him, and chased it in the direction of the wind and white sail.

He has seen Feng Baifan's plan, and naturally knows that even if Feng Baifan can't help himself, with his peak strength in the sixth realm, it's not a problem to solve the friars in the fifth realm of Tianji Pavilion. Even if you can't kill them, you can at least hit them hard.

Although Yang Xuan's speed has been brought into full play, however, the wind white sail flies by force, while Yang Xuan flies against the wind, so the speed difference between the two is not small.

Seeing that Feng Baifan was about to fall into the crowd of Tianji Pavilion, Yang Xuan also increased the output of spiritual power during flight, but now his speed still couldn't keep up.

Feng Baifan has entered the crowd of Tianji Pavilion.

He grabbed one of the crowd at random, stabilized his body, and the wind net around him wrapped the crowd. Although this wind net is called wind net, it is composed of many wind blades. After wrapping the people, the wind blade began to cut the people wrapped by the wind net.

But the next moment, something that everyone didn't expect happened. The man caught by Feng Baifan suddenly smiled mysteriously at Feng Baifan. Then, all the people wrapped in the human net split under the cutting of the wind blade.

The divided bodies fell towards the ground, but the expression on Feng Baifan's face became ugly. On the other side, Yang Xuan's face was suddenly happy, and the speed of flying to the wind white sail also slowed down.

The reason is very simple, because after being cut by the wind net of the wind white sail just now, it is not the people of Tianji Pavilion who fall to the ground, but pieces of wood.

Although even Yang Xuan didn't know what was going on, it was obvious that after the people of Tianji Pavilion flew over, they didn't know what means they used to deceive Feng Baifan with wooden people.

This skill is very clever. Obviously, the person who uses this skill must be a magic master. Otherwise, even if Feng Baifan didn't check carefully, it's almost impossible to be cheated with ordinary magic with his strength.

At the same time, more than a dozen sword Qi flew towards the position of Feng Baifan from all directions. In a hurry, Feng Baifan quickly mobilized his spiritual power to offer a layer of shield on the surface of his body.

At the same time, the others in the damper have arrived.

Seeing his reinforcements coming, Feng Baifan immediately came to the spirit, resisted more than a dozen sword Qi with a shield, and immediately returned to the crowd. Everyone has psychic power fluctuating. It seems that if you guess correctly, you have to use the combined attack skill.

But Feng Baifan soon stopped the idea, because Yang Xuan, who was standing opposite them at this time, had gathered a huge glittering sword spirit on the long sword in his hand.

If Yang Xuan's sword came out when they used their joint attack skills, under the counterattack of spiritual power, more than 100 people in this line could not survive except those whose strength was above the fifth realm.

Yang Xuan cut out the broken sword without hesitation. This is a sword that he began to accumulate strength immediately after he found that the person caught by Feng Baifan was just a group of figures condensed by magic. Although the power accumulation time is still a little short, the broken sword style is powerful and can solve at least five people.

When the combined attack technique is used, the huge spiritual power flows through everyone. Maybe it doesn't matter if one or two people die, but five die at once. If the combined attack technique is not used up, it will definitely be backfired.

"Ha ha ha." A series of laughter rang out. It was the voice of the people in Tianji Pavilion. Yunyan pointed to the iron faced wind and the white sail rolled in the air.

The Fengmen people hurried to use the shield together, and then Yang Xuan's sword, but Yang Xuan didn't relax his vigilance, but began to accumulate strength and move the rain sword style.

Seeing that Yang Xuan didn't stop, Feng Baifan also felt a burst of scalp numbness. He hurriedly shouted to Yang Xuan, "smelly boy, wait for me. Today is my man here. I can't fight with you. Don't be caught by me another day. You're alone, or I'll break you to pieces."

Feng Baifan's words are heroic and dry. It seems that he really put down the Revenge of killing his son for his own men. But the onlookers nearby have already seen that Feng Baifan obviously has insufficient spare power. If he works hard with Yang Xuan, he must lose both sides.

"Well done." When Yang Xuan saw the wind gate people leave, he also scattered the rain sword style and came to Yunyan. After hammering on his chest, he said, "that hand was really powerful just now. It's worthy of playing magic. Even I didn't see it."

"Uh." After hearing Yang Xuan's words, Yunyan scratched his head and said, "no, young Lord. I didn't think of that hand just now. Although I can change my temperament and image, I can't turn the wooden man into a living man."

"Who else can it be? Is there anyone in Tianji Pavilion who is more proficient in magic than you?" Yang Xuan said with some disbelief, but after thinking about it, Yunyan wouldn't cheat himself, so he also looked at this kind of person curiously.

Yunyan smiled mysteriously and said, "yes, but that person is not from Tianji Pavilion."

"Who is that?" Yang Xuan asked puzzled. Suddenly he felt a pair of cold little hands coming out from behind him and blindfolded Yang Xuan's eyes. Then, the crisp voice rang: "brother Yang Xuan, I did it."

"Is that you?" Yang Xuan turned around. Naturally, he had heard who the voice was. It was Xiaobai. Yang Xuan holds Xiaobai in his arms and looks at her with half confidence.

"Yes, this little sister did it." The mysterious woman who stopped the wind and white sail in the red bat Inn appeared in front of Yang Xuan and said to Yang Xuan with a smile.

"Do you still have such ability?" Yang Xuan looked at Xiaobai in surprise and suddenly thought of something. He turned to the mysterious woman and said, "thank you for your help today."