"Master Chen, do you actually know the magical magic? "

Seeing this scene, Qin Shanhai couldn't help but say: "I always thought you were a martial artist, but I didn't expect you to know spiritual skills? Could it be that you practice both ways?"

"Hey, these days, you can't help but have more skills than you can. You have to dabble in anything. It's always useful at critical moments, hehe." Yang Feng raised his head proudly with a smile.

call!

At this time, a whistle sounded, and the red air flowing all over Wu Fatian's body was surging, and the space around him was constantly twisting. In a short while, the hostages who had just been invisible suddenly revealed a corner.

Qin Shanhai was shocked and shouted: "No, he is using the power of Lan to disperse the illusion you just set up with the power of fog."

“It’s not that easy!”

call out!

His eyes were certain, and Yang Feng immediately shook his wrist, and the long sword in his hand shot at Wu Fatian's face with the sword and the sheath. Its speed was so fast that it arrived in the blink of an eye; its power was so strong that even the space beeped.

Wu Fatian's face was shocked, and he did not dare to be negligent. He raised his hand and held the flying scabbard, but before he could push it out, Yang Feng had arrived in an instant and grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand.

Then apply force.

With a sound of touch, the powerful force shocked Wu Fatian so much that he retreated for more than twenty steps before he could barely stop.

Wu Fatian was shocked. With this battle between the two sides across the sword against their palms, he understood that the other party's skills were far superior to his. He did not dare to neglect. He shook his body and turned his head and flew into the distance.

"You save people, I'll chase him!"

Yang Feng waved his long sword and shouted loudly. He flew to the sky and chased him reluctantly in the direction where Wu Fatian left.

Immediately afterwards, the Blue and White Club and the guards of the Fort Lord's Mansion came together again, shouting and roaring incessantly, and the sound shook the sky.

Above the Nine Heavens, Jin Daoling, who had been watching the show, had a flash of light in his eyes and murmured: "Did you see it? The red airflow on Wu Fatian's body."

"I saw that as a martial arts practitioner, Wu Fatian could not be so good at cracking illusions. But he almost destroyed the illusions when the red air flowed together. If this was not a spiritual method that specialized in illusions, then it would be

belong……"

"The characteristics of its own energy, the attributes of the slut, and the power of decomposition. No matter what, even the illusion can be decomposed!"

With his fist tightened, Jin Daoling smiled happily: "It seems that we have really gained a lot this time. Follow them and find the Lan Beast!"

Whoosh swish swish swish...

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Daoling and the others turned into several streams of light and immediately chased after him.

At the same time, Yang Feng and Wu Fatian chased and fled in the air, one in front and one behind.

Yang Feng looked at the back that had been flying calmly in front of him, and suddenly waved the hilt of the sword, and a stream of light suddenly shot over. Wu Fatian seemed to have noticed it, and hurriedly hid to the side. The sword energy passed through his temples and brought a few

Straws of hair.

Wu Fatian frowned, and he didn't even bother to look back at the powerful enemy who was chasing him, but he accelerated a little more and galloped all the way.

Yang Feng laughed in his heart. Seeing that he didn't look like he was running away, it seemed like he was trying to lead him to somewhere. Should he release the Lan Beast?

Thinking of this, Yang Feng kept hanging behind him with a pretentious attitude, and from time to time he put two irrelevant sword energy, as if he was chasing him all the way, but in fact he was asking him to continue to lead the way for him.

After flying all the way for a quarter of an hour, the two finally stopped in a familiar place, Tianpeng ring arena.

Wu Fatian landed on the field gently. Yang Feng hesitated for a moment, stood in the air without moving. After thinking for a while, he fell down with him, murmured in his heart.

Could it be that this Lan Beast is in this arena?

Or is he going to fight me?

Suspiciously, Yang Feng stared at Wu Fatian's stagnant back and shouted, "Why, aren't you running away?"

"Run? As the owner of Wujiabao, would this place be so easy to get out and run away by himself? Humph, then you underestimate me too much."

With a cold smile, Wu Fatian slowly turned around and looked down on him: "I specially brought you here for a fair showdown."

"You lead me to have a fair showdown?"

"Yes, you are the leader of the rebel army, and I am the lord of this fortress. The king is against the king, the general is against the general, and your head will be taken down by the lord of this fortress himself. This is the responsibility of this fortress."

Taking a deep breath, Wu Fatian said firmly: "Only in this way can the lord of this castle regain the authority that has been repeatedly falling by you in the past three months."

Mingran nodded, Yang Feng understood: "So that's it. You have to take off the enemy's head and rebuild your prestige to make up for your governance that has made no achievements and loopholes in the past three months."

"All loopholes are there? Humph, before you come, I have managed Wujiabao in an orderly manner. The source of all the chaos is because of you."

Staring at Yang Feng fiercely, Wu Fatian gritted his teeth: "Who are you... who is? Why do you have to be with me, Wujiabao?"

"I am a knight who has risen from the lower realm to the spiritual realm. I really can't stand your world and just want to make things right."

"Stop coming. There are so many cultivators who have risen from the lower realm. Why don't you stand it? Why should you rebel?"

"Because I am unwilling to be inferior to others, because I am an actionist. I don't want to adapt to the world, I will only change the world!" Yang Feng was wearing a mask and couldn't see his expression clearly, but his eyes were surprisingly firm.

Wu Fatian looked at him with his eyes narrowed and said nothing. After a while, he smiled: "I almost believed your nonsense, what changed the world? So many people who ascended from the lower realm have to adapt to this world.

Why do you have the courage to change this world? Is it possible that no one will give you support?”

"Do you think I was hired?"

"I don't think I'm sure."

The eyes were full of resentment, and Wu Fatian seemed to have seen through everything: "You all want my Wu family treasure. If it is not easy, it will be dark. If it is afraid that I will not hand over, I will give it this way.

The evil ways force me to hand over. The demon cultivator, Jinling Mansion, Humph. Which side are you from these two aspects, or are you connected with each other?"

"So you've guessed it."

"Nonsense, since Ewing He came to Wujiabao and said that a master of magic was eyeing us, I had already guessed why they came. I guess Jinling Mansion had also guessed that we had treasures here. Then for investigation, I found out that they had treasures.

This treasure, the eldest son of Jinling Mansion, also came. But he left without getting anything."

A long breath of turbid air, Wu Fatian sneered: "How is it possible, the eldest son let go so easily? He wanted to force me to take out the baby on his own initiative. But he couldn't come forward in person, he still wanted face. A second-rate man

The family, forcing a third-rate family for no reason, is not nice to spread and is easy to be disloyal. So, he asked you to come forward and force me. Even, from the beginning, you were the one sent by Jinling Mansion to force me, right?"
Chapter completed!