Senior sister was arrested

The fan was directly knocked down by Chen Zipeng.

"How dare you destroy my Magical Artifact? Are you looking for death?"

Wan Feiyu had always been arrogant.

No one had ever dared to treat him like this!

Seeing this, Chen Zipeng threw the fan with a broken bone back.

"That's it? Where does your arrogance come from?"

As he spoke, Wan Feiyu's figure was already close.

The two of them tangled together in the air.

Seeing this, Mu Yinglang also led his Disciples to continue the attack.

However, after the previous delay, Xiao Feng's strength had already fully recovered.

Without stopping, Xiao Feng charged forward, holding Flowing Light.

To catch the bandits, first catch the king!

Both sides understood this principle!

Mu Yinglang also charged towards Xiao Feng.

Just...

Too weak!

Xiao Feng swung his sword casually.

Powerful and heavy!

Like an overwhelming force, it slammed hard onto the broadsword in Mu Yinglang's hand.

With a loud bang, the broadsword, as wide and thick as a person, snapped in two.

How is this possible?

A crisp and muffled sound entered Mu Yinglang's ears.

My Magical Artifact...

He wailed in his heart for a while, and he also became anxious.

However, his strength was insufficient.

While fighting, Xiao Feng continuously used several magical techniques, easily controlling him.

"Water Tomb 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 its inevitable death, it still tries every possible way to survive.

Xiao Feng's face was full of sneer.

"With this kind of strength, you still dare to act presumptuously? You have great guts!"

As soon as he said this, Mu Yinglang's eyes turned red, and his struggling strength increased significantly.

However, Xiao Feng's strength was crushing, making it impossible for the person in front of him to escape easily.

The surrounding Biyao Palace Disciples were stunned.

How is this possible?

Xiao Feng controlled Mu Yinglang with a raise of his hand.

That was someone they once admired.

Just like that, he was trapped?

Anyone would find it hard to believe!

However, the Disciples of Biyao Palace had, after all, undergone pressure resistance training, and this scene only caused them a moment of panic.

The next moment, they started looking for a solution!

However, the solution was not difficult to find, but implementing it was somewhat challenging.

Everyone rushed towards Xiao Feng, thinking that if Xiao Feng was distracted, the cage would surely break.

However, they underestimated Xiao Feng too much!

Light and shadows appeared all over the sky, and Flowing Light unsheathed, directly slashing towards those Disciples.

Streaks of sword energy forced them back a few steps.

Xiao Feng's steps still did not stop, combining punches and kicks.

Soon, several Disciples in the front row fell to the ground one after another like fallen wheat.

Spitting blood, they were close to death!

"Too weak!"

This was the truth!

There were no less than a hundred enemies on this mountaintop, but against Xiao Feng.

They couldn't gain any advantage at all!

Xiao Feng didn't even have his initial caution anymore.

He knew that Elder Chen was still supporting him from behind.

If there was any unforeseen event, Elder Chen could back him up.

This was the Elder of Lingjian Sect!

He would never abandon any of his Disciples!

Just at this moment, Elder Chen continued to speak to Xiao Feng.

"Kid, can you still hold on?"

Xiao Feng controlled the cage with one hand and tightly gripped Flowing Light with the other.

"Elder, rest assured, just recover in peace, I will be your Guardian!"

As soon as his voice fell, Elder Chen shouted loudly.

"Be careful!"

Xiao Feng had already sensed it; Mu Yinglang, relying on his physical strength, had actually moved the cage next to Xiao Feng.

He reached out, wanting to attack Xiao Feng!

But this cumbersome fighting style couldn't hurt Xiao Feng in the slightest.

Xiao Feng tightened the grip in his hand, and the cage even clamped his arm tightly.

Mu Yinglang had no room to move!

"I said, too weak!"

Looking at Xiao Feng's fighting style, Elder Chen couldn't help but continue to sigh and shout.

"Behind you!"

Those Biyao Palace Disciples had already rushed forward, taking advantage of this opportunity.

Still useless!

Xiao Feng casually swung his sword, killing several people.

Fighting a hundred alone without falling behind!

"Come on! Don't dare to come anymore?"

Xiao Feng spoke with red eyes.

Although he could completely crush them, these guys were endless.

It still made Xiao Feng a little distracted!

Never mind, kill one first!

Saying this, Xiao Feng turned his head to look at Mu Yinglang.

"Your life ends here!"

As he spoke, Xiao Feng raised the Flowing Light in his hand high and slashed down towards Mu Yinglang's crown.

Despair!

Deep despair!

Death was right above his head!

Yet he couldn't dodge it!

Mu Yinglang screamed, without any dignity at all.

He even wished he could kneel before Xiao Feng.

But due to the cage's confinement, he still couldn't move an inch.

Just as the blade was about to hit Mu Yinglang, a streak of Flowing Light appeared.

It forcefully blocked Xiao Feng's treasured sword!

Between heaven and earth, a Dragon Roar echoed.

Xiao Feng's hand was shaken with pain, and he supported himself with effort, barely managing to hold on.

Looking up, Ancient Wood had arrived!

Seeing that familiar face, Xiao Feng couldn't help but clench his teeth.

This guy is truly a persistent ghost!

Seeing Xiao Feng, Ancient Wood also smiled and withdrew the flying needle in his hand.

"Kid, we meet again!"

Xiao Feng was too lazy to bother, changing the slash to a thrust, preparing to deal with the person in his hand first.

However, that Ancient Wood didn't care; instead, he directly beckoned behind him.

"Kid, think clearly before you act, see whose life is more important, the one in your hand, or the one in my hand!"

Hearing this, Xiao Feng subconsciously raised his head.

It was his own Senior Sister!

With a buzzing sound!

A ringing echoed in Xiao Feng's mind.

Pain surged into his heart!

The tension also caused the sword in his hand to loosen a lot.

Mu Yinglang's life was saved again!

Feeling the treasured sword that almost pierced his skin, Mu Yinglang couldn't help but look up and cry out.

"Gu Palace Master, you're finally here, save me quickly!"

As soon as he said this, Ancient Wood directly shot him a cold look.

"Shut up! You're a disgrace to the alliance!"

Xiao Feng gritted his teeth, staring fiercely at Ancient Wood in the sky.

"What kind of skill is it to threaten with a woman?"

"Quickly let go of my Senior Sister, don't act rashly!"

As soon as he said this, Ancient Wood was directly amused.

"Kid, how can you be so naive? Now, you are the one who can't act rashly, right!"

Saying this, Ancient Wood's hand directly placed on Zhao Yuwei's crown.

A strange aura entered Zhao Yuwei's body.

Pain!

Screams echoed throughout the mountaintop!

Xiao Feng panicked, his legs went weak with fear.

This kind of pain, if it were on him, he could bear it easily.

However, the one suffering the pain was the person he loved!

"Junior Brother, save... save me!"

Zhao Yuwei's eyes were closed, her consciousness already scattered, and this was shouted out instinctively.