Feng Yixiu glanced around slightly and found that there were indeed many tied people hiding in the crowd, and his mouth was sealed and unable to speak. He must have been the captives of the Crazy Iron Hunting Group.

"Your spiritual weapon abilities are indeed very strong, but no matter how strong your ability is, it always has its weaknesses." Feng Yixiu smiled slightly, and then said lightly: "I want to exceed a certain distance and it will not be able to use it..."

Upon hearing this, the man in black clothes turned ashen and his relaxed expression instantly became extremely serious.

But it was only a moment before, and after reacting, he laughed and said, "So even if you know my weakness? These people are loyal to me, and they will not escape. What can you do to me?"

Feng Yixiu snapped his fingers gently, and the Queen of Black Thorns was summoned out in an instant and said softly: "Since they don't leave, I'll just let them go. This is not simple."

A noble golden flower bloomed in the palm of the Black Thorn Queen's palm, and countless dark gold seeds floated out instantly, spreading dark gold seeds within a range of thousands of meters.

"boom!"

Two dark golden vines instantly rushed out of the ground, firmly binding the man in black clothes, making him unable to move at all.

Then a circle of dark gold vines grew around him, forming a solid dark gold prison, which was constantly advancing around him almost instantly.

The people around were forced to be pushed away as the dark gold prison was not spread much. They could not do anything to the dark gold vine and could only watch themselves as they got farther and farther away from the man in the dark clothes.

The man in the dark clothes did not sit and wait for death. He suddenly slashed at the dark gold vine on his ankle with the broken short sword in his hand, and the fierce high temperature wanted to melt the dark gold vine bit by bit.

But just as the dark gold vines were about to be melted, the dark gold vines instantly turned into flame vines, and the man in black clothes was completely confused.

Before he could react, the flame vines slowly dyed a light purple color and turned into a poisonous flame.

Almost instantly, the man in black clothes was wrapped in flames, and the violent toxin became more and more terrifying under the flames.

He obviously felt that the vitality in his body was disappearing little by little, and his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he didn't even have the opportunity to condense the magical spirit book.

Just when the man in the dark clothes was about to be unable to hold on, a long sword of snow-white body broke through the air and almost instantly cut off the flame cage.

Wherever the sword passed, there was a piece of frost condensed. The frost sword emitted an extreme cold aura, and instantly frozen the man in black into an ice sculpture.

Feng Yixiu's face turned pale and said in a deep voice: "It's not that easy to save people under my nose!"

A very thin full moon sword energy spread out, and the target of the attack was the man in black clothes who had been frozen into an ice sculpture.

The Frost Sword emitted a ray of light, and with a light wave, it slashed out a huge sword light of dozens of meters. A dazzling white light aroused between the collision.

With a light pick, the Frost Sword easily picked up the ice sculpture and disappeared in an instant.

When Feng Yixiu opened his eyes, the man in the dark clothes had completely disappeared, and the rest of the people from the dragon hunting group also fled in all directions.

However, when he ran away, he didn't care about the captives he had been captured before, and Feng Yixiu did not pursue him again.

Chen Ruyu slowly placed the hand that blocked her eyes and frowned, "Do you want to chase after me?"

Feng Yixiu shook his head and said softly: "Forget it... that man's swordsmanship is even above me. It seems that the dragon hunting group is not that simple, and I'm afraid there is a bigger backer behind it."

"What is the origin of this dragon hunting group? It can actually invite such a powerful person." Chen Ruyu frowned.

"Bang bang bang..."

Just as the two were talking, they suddenly heard the sound of smashing the door behind them.

Feng Yixiu then realized and immediately opened the door through the remote control.

Zhang Heng rushed out immediately and said with some resentment: "I said Brother Feng, you don't want me to participate in the fight. You are too unfair!"

Feng Yixiu smiled and said, "Next time! By the way... Do you know who the master of the sword just now?"

"I don't know this. We only know that the leader of the Dragon Hunting Group is Zhao Yue. Even the man in black clothes who was just taught a lesson by you, I haven't heard of anyone else..." Zhang Heng scratched his head and said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingci's eyes flashed for a moment, and a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes, as if something bad memory was heard.

Si Fan was also very careful and asked in a low voice: "Qingci, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Shen Qingci suddenly came to his senses and forced himself to smile and said, "It's nothing... Maybe he's a little tired."

Si Fan gently patted the other person on the shoulder and said softly: "Please take a break and just leave the chamber of commerce to me."

"Yeah..." Shen Qingci leaned gently on Si Fan's shoulder, showing a real smile.

Feng Yixiu pondered for a long time and said seriously: "The dragon hunting group is not simple... Since that's the case, you must not expose your position. Don't have a head-on conflict with them before we come back."

Zhang Heng and Si Fan also knew the seriousness of the matter and nodded together.

"I will repair the Kuang Tie as soon as possible and quickly transfer the position." Si Fan said in a deep voice.

Several people quickly entered the Crazy Iron, and the prisoners outside were rescued.

...

Dragon Hunting Group, Central Camp.

The atmosphere in the camp was a little nervous. Except for the man in white sitting at the top, everyone else lowered their heads with nervous faces on their faces.

As the leader of the Dragon Hunting Group, Zhao Yue should have been sitting at the top, but at this moment he was kneeling on the ground with sweat on his face, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

The slender fingers of the man in white gently raised the wooden handrail beside him, making a rhythmic sound like a clock.

Suddenly, the rhythmic sound gradually stopped. The man in white slowly opened his eyes, exuding a terrifying chill, which made the entire camp very cold.

"You know... our Long family never raises useless dogs." The man in white did not look at the man kneeling down, but played with a blood bead in his hand.

"Young Master, please forgive me! I don't know that such a master has come to the Crazy Iron Hunting Group!" Zhao Yue knelt on the ground, his head broke and he didn't know how to stop.
Chapter completed!