"They're catching up!"
A young man sitting in the back let out a scream, and the Tianyuan Sect's battleship caught up with them at extremely fast speeds.
The violent sound of breaking through the air was getting closer and closer, the flying talisman was almost exhausted, and the speed of the flying carpet gradually slowed down.
Just as my mood calmed down, I suddenly realized that the battleship was flying twice as fast as them, and it would take less than a quarter of an hour to catch up.
Yu Tianyi will never let them go this time, and everyone's face is full of worry.
"Wuxie, what should we do!"
Fan Lin also panicked. He had no choice now. The speed of the flying carpet was fixed, so it was difficult to escape from the pursuit of the battleship.
Liu Wuxie frowned slightly, with a trace of determination on his face. Since the other party wanted to play, he would play a big game with them.
"Senior Brother Fan, can you give me control of your flying sword?"
A bold idea grew in Liu Wuxie's mind, planning to ride Fan Lin's flying sword and compete with Yu Tianyi's battleship.
Crazy, this move is so crazy.
Not to mention Fan Lin, there were eleven admitted disciples sitting in the back with shocked expressions on their faces.
"Wuxie, you have never controlled a flying sword. If you go up hastily, you won't be able to control your balance well, and you will fall down."
Fan Lin reminded him that when he was practicing flying sword control, he chose some plain areas and controlled the height at about three to five meters.
After practicing for a full month, I completely mastered my body balance before I dared to fly at an altitude of 10,000 meters.
Liu Wuxie knew that Fan Lin meant well to remind him that when practicing flying swords normally, one must fly at a low altitude and he would not die if he fell.
It was too late. By the time he became proficient, the flying carpet would have been smashed to pieces by the battleship, and he would still be dead in the end.
"I can't care so much anymore, Senior Brother Fan quickly uses the flying sword!"
The situation was urgent, and Liu Wuxie had no time to explain. He had already mastered the art of flying, but his level was low and he could not fly.
Controlling a small flying sword is not easy.
Fan Lin gritted his teeth, took out his generous flying sword, and floated on the flying carpet.
"You squeeze a drop of blood into it, and the temporary control of Feijian will be given to you."
Now that the decision had been made, Fan Lin gave his full support and asked Liu Wuxie to squeeze out a drop of blood essence and drop it into the flying sword.
Without hesitation, he bit his finger and a drop of blood entered Feijian. A strange scene occurred, and a spiritual connection was established between Liu Wuxie and Feijian.
Use the power of magical power to control the flying sword and let it go east. The flying sword will immediately point east. This is the power of magical power.
After getting the control of the flying sword, Liu Wuxie tried it a few times but did not step on it rashly.
The flying sword flew around him several times before stopping at his feet.
Fan Lin was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face. Was this his first time controlling a flying sword? It was so smooth.
Others looked dull. Controlling flying swords with supernatural power requires extremely strong control over time to achieve this.
It took Liu Wuxie less than two breaths to master all the functions of the flying sword, which was simply incredible.
His feet suddenly stepped on the flying sword, and with the help of magical power, the flying sword flew out with a whoosh like a meteor.
Fan Lin's heart was in his throat. If he fell down, he would die. How would he explain to the young lady when he went back?
The moment I left the flying carpet, the flying sword was shaking a little. To be honest, it was the first time to control the flying sword after my rebirth, so I was still a little nervous.
This tension lasted for a breath and then quickly dissipated.


Chapter completed!