Chapter 907

It seems to be aware that a wind attribute robbery thunder can't do much damage to the wind white sail, so in the robbery cloud, more than a dozen robbery thunder fell and hit the top of the wind white sail.

But Feng Baifan seems to have been prepared. After seeing these thunder robbers, the expression on his face doesn't change much.

Although the number of lightning robbers has changed from one to more than a dozen now, the wind white sail does not seem to have much pressure. First, the light film is used to block the power of a small part of the lightning robbers, and then the thunder wings are used to block most of the lightning power in the lightning robbers. As for the last wind attribute power with super penetration, it is blocked by the spiritual shield on the wind white sail.

The thunder robbed and bombed like this for a whole hour, but it still failed to cause too much damage to the wind and white sail. The breath on the wind white sail became unstable. The magic tools around that could weaken the power of the sky robbery had been exhausted and had no effect. Even the thunder wing behind the wind white sail glittered with silver light and became weak.

At this time, it seems that the wind, white sails, oil and lights are dry, but in the sky, there are few thunder and lightning in the robbery clouds, and it is of great significance to dissipate soon.

The last powerful thunder fell from the cloud, and the energy gathered by the cloud was finally exhausted, but it dissipated in the sky. Feng Baifan breathed a sigh of relief. Although the last thunder is very powerful, Feng Baifan can still do his best now.

But if there is more such a lightning robbery, it will not be what the wind and white sail can do next.

Divide the spiritual power of the whole body into two parts, one is injected into the thunder wing, and the other is to condense a layer of spiritual power shield on the body surface.

Those around who were invited by Feng Baifan to protect the Dharma were relieved to see this scene. But it also made some of them begin to meditate.

Their strength is in the later stage of the sixth realm. Although they have not reached the peak, it is not difficult to reach that realm. So from now on, they can start preparing for the disaster.

When Feng Baifan invited them, he once said that if Yang Xuan appeared, they could get paid as long as they shot at Yang Xuan. Although the things on Yang Xuan also have great temptation for them, if Yang Xuan doesn't appear, they will be equal to doing white work. But even so, some people are willing to come. One of the reasons is that this time the white sail is going to cross the robbery.

These people have great influence in Zhongzhou, but they are not very big. Although there are monks in the seventh territory in their sects, they are not many. Moreover, when they cross the robbery into the seventh territory, no one is watching, so it is also a good reward for these invited people to observe their cross robbery process so closely.

But this time, everyone knows how much it cost Baifan to survive the robbery. Thinking that they would have to do so much preparation at that time, they suddenly felt a pain in their mouths.

Unlike in ancient times when there was no specific cultivation method, up to now, no matter what kind of cultivation method it is, it will record what it looks like from the first realm to the ninth realm and how to practice.

But even so, there are not many people who can practice all the time. A large part of the reason is that not everyone has the talent to promote all the way, but another part is the terrible disaster, which makes many people choose to stop and wait even if they can be promoted.

Among those who have chosen to survive the robbery, less than half can survive.

Although the last thunder drained the last trace of the wind white sail, it did not cause much damage to the wind white sail. At this time, Feng Baifan's face was pale, and the hair on his head stood upright under the action of robbing thunder, looking embarrassed.

But everyone knows that it just looks miserable. At the level of Feng Baifan, it only takes three or five days to restore the status quo ante, and you can restore your strength in a month. At that time, there will be another monk in the seventh realm in the wind thunder gate.

But just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a scream broke out in the crowd. They looked at the place where the scream came, but they found that there was a head flying high into the sky.

"Who?" The crowd shouted quickly, only to find that there was only one young man there. In the young man's hand, there was a long dark sword with sharp sword Qi.

Even though there was still a distance between them and the young people, they could still feel the sharpness of the sword Qi, even making their skin ache.

Feng Baifan recognized the young man at the first time and shouted, "he is Yang Tianji. Don't let him run away."

"OK." An expert man agreed, and then rushed towards Yang Xuan. Of course, he is not brainless, but has calculated the gap between himself and Yang Xuan in his heart.

Although he didn't know Yang Xuan's real combat effectiveness, he had seen that Yang Xuan's real realm was just the early stage of the sixth realm. Although it was about to enter the middle stage, it didn't enter, did it?

A young man who can enter the sixth realm at the age of about 20 makes them feel creepy, but also gives them a sense of crisis. At this rate, coupled with the benefits brought by the venerable remains, the future of this person is unlimited.

"But why must he be the one who can make great achievements, not me?" The man said silently in his heart. One hand turned into an eagle claw and rushed towards Yang Xuan.

The sharp smell on the eagle's claws made Yang Xuan feel his skin ache. But he just smiled faintly, then the black dragon horn in his hand danced, and a sword spirit flew out.

The tall and thin man who thought his strength had reached the later stage of the sixth realm and could easily crush Yang Xuan, the eagle claw in his hand and the sword Qi waved by Yang Xuan only collided slightly, and his meridians had been cut off by Yang Xuan's sword Qi.

"Ah... My hand." The man's eyes suddenly became blood red. His kung fu was condensed in his hands, but now his hands were abandoned by Yang Xuan. Although his spiritual power is still there, his combat effectiveness will be weakened by at least 40%.

Thinking of this, the man went crazy, waved his other hand, and several strong winds flew towards Yang Xuan, aiming at Yang Xuan's throat. Yang Xuan waved his sword and parried slowly. After a few jingles, Yang Xuan had cracked all the strong winds.

"Feng Baifan, is this the man you're looking for to deal with me? Weak, too weak." Yang Xuan defied Feng Baifan while calmly facing the coming attack.