Ye Ning retreats quickly!

Feijian rushes forward!

Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Ye Ning knew very well that if he was stabbed by this sword, he would definitely die. [ ] For a moment, he was sweating. His mind moved, and the pentaprism strangely blocked the tip of the sword, "Explosion!" Crisis.

At the critical moment, he chose to blow up his own magic weapon. Although this would cause him a lot of damage, he could escape the danger of his life.

He closed his eyes and waited quietly. This moment seemed like a thousand years.

However, the roaring sound of the explosion did not come. The flying sword and the pentaprism seemed to be immobilized, hovering in the air, motionless. Ye Ning was sweating like rain, stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stepped aside.

"Hmph!" Two cold shouts came from the top of Qinglian Peak: "The wind is flying, you are getting more and more courageous. How dare you kill people in my Qinglian Peak in broad daylight?!"

Immediately afterwards, an awe-inspiring pressure came down from the sky, covering the entire Qinglian Peak. This pressure made Ye Ning unable to resist, and it was even difficult for him to even move. This is a high-level monk.

The advantage is that low-level monks can be defeated by coercion alone. According to legend, there was once a legendary saint who made a third-rate sect disappear into thin air with just one look!

Feng Feiyang felt naturally uncomfortable. He wanted to take back the flying sword, but found that his connection with the flying sword was severed. At this time, his old face turned red from holding back, and he wanted to speak, but could not open his mouth.

"Don't get lost yet! Send a message to Mr. Huang Fu and come to your door within three days to apologize. Otherwise, I, the Lianyun Sect, will sweep across the Yellow Maple Valley!"

Huang Fu is the Valley Master of the Yellow Maple Valley, a late monk of the Reverend. The person on the Green Lotus Peak is naturally the Sect Master Jin Zhaoyang. What he said is extremely clever. If Huang Fu really apologizes to the mountain gate, he will lose face.

, he probably wouldn't have the shame to stay in Yellow Maple Valley; however, if he didn't apologize to Shanmen, it would just give Lianyun Sect an excuse to embezzle, and at that time, a war would be about to break out.

After hearing this, Feng Feiyang became even more angry and reluctantly said: "Jin... Sect Leader, you, don't bully others too much!"

"Hmm!"

Feng Feiyang gritted his teeth, and an emerald green scepter appeared in his hand. "Get up!" He shook the scepter gently, and suddenly, boundless spring colors spread all around, and the dots of green continued to spread, filling the entire Qinglian Peak.

Ning was shocked even more when he was in it. He didn't expect Feng Feiyang to have the treasure at the bottom of the box.

In fact, he is rare and strange. How can an old monster like Feng Feiyang, who has lived for hundreds of years, show his trump card to others so easily?

Gradually, the emerald green scepter seems to have spawned a new world, and the entire Qinglian Peak has become a small boat in the stormy waves. If you are not careful, the boat will be destroyed and people will die. Such an incredibly powerful wood magic weapon, looking at the entire Netherworld.

It is very rare in the country. What's more, at this time, we are in Qinglian Peak, surrounded by abundant spiritual energy, lush vegetation, and wood spiritual energy.

The wisteria was overwhelming, binding his body tightly. Sharp wooden thorns continued to grow on the slender wisteria. Countless wooden thorns pierced the skin, and the blood flowed out and reflected on the gown, like dots of peach blossoms. He looked up and saw a cold

Peiran was also trapped, just around him. The other disciples disappeared, and they didn't know where they were being wrapped up by the vines.

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Chapter completed!