The fair-skinned Elf was wearing a green robe, with a slender sword on his waist. Judging from the patterns on his clothing, this guy's status in the Elf tribe was quite high.
He looked at Luo Feiler who was standing in front of everyone on Qingyang Street and said calmly: "Luo Fei Le, you'd better not interfere."
Luo Feile said angrily: "Wen Liusi, is this how you treat your tribe?"
Wen Liusi smiled and said: "If you are willing to return to the tribe, of course I will not help an outsider deal with you, but you have been away from the tribe for so long, do you still recognize your identity as an elf?"
Yun Cang walked forward silently, because just when the two elves were bickering, the people from the Feiyan Sect had already taken action.
"Boom!" A huge fireball exploded on the street, directly destroying a three-story building.
Before they started to say harsh words, the people from Feiyan Sect actually started to demolish it?
An ice wall stood in front of everyone, blocking the blazing aftermath.
"Everyone, stay back!"
Yun Cang said loudly that the merchants on Qingyang Street were all in the foundation-building stage and were easily injured by Yan Wuxue's explosive fireball.
In fact, he didn't need to shout, everyone had quickly retreated behind Yun Cang.
Luo Feile was really angry, and for a moment the entire Qingyang Street seemed to be covered by the night, turning dark.
Loefeller's figure flashed, jumping back and forth in the dark night.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
The black shadow flashed past, leaving only a silver light, which was the light left by the dagger in Loefeller's hand.
Yun Cang's eyes were filled with light. Luo Feile's dark law was the strongest he had ever seen. The night elves were born to be the best assassins, and they lived up to their reputation.
In just a few seconds, all the people from Feiyan Sect brought by Yan Wuxue were lying on the ground.
Roefeller did not injure their lives, but only caused them to temporarily lose their fighting power.
The people Yan Wuxue brought were all in the Foundation Establishment stage, and he didn't even bring along the Feiyan Sect elders who were in the Xudan stage.
Suddenly, a burst of fire shot into the sky, tearing through the darkness, and the powerful flame law condensed into the shape of a dragon, hovering around Yan Wuxue's body.
Yan Wuxue didn't care about the Feiyan Sect disciple who fell on the ground, but looked at Luo Feile with burning eyes.
"Mid-stage Xudan? That's fine. This strength is enough to qualify you as my opponent!"
Yan Wuxue stretched out his hand to form a seal, and a flaming hand seal fell from the sky and hit the street directly.
"Red Fire Mahamudra!"
The burst of fire energy directly destroyed the surrounding shops.
Yun Cang frowned, but he didn't care about these destroyed buildings. They would naturally compensate for the buildings that were apparently destroyed by Feiyan Sect.
He spared no effort to protect the people behind him, while looking at Roefeller in the night.
Although Luo Feile's dark night was torn apart, it still allowed her to shuttle back and forth in it. Except for Yun Cang who could firmly capture Luo Fei Le's figure, no one else could see Luo Fei Le's figure.
Yan Wuxue's big red fire handprints were slapping back and forth, but not a single hair of Luo Feiler was touched at all.
Yun Cang looked at the group of young geniuses brought by Waiyan Wuxue as the night fell. They didn't even have the intention to help. Are they unwilling to bully the few?
Although Yan Wuxue's big red fire hand seal couldn't do anything to Luo Feiler, Luo Fei Le was also helpless against Yan Wu Xue.
If Yan Wuxue is allowed to do such wanton destruction, Feiyan Sect's plan to demolish Qingyang Street may really succeed.
Luofeiler pursed his lips, and another silver dagger appeared in his hand. A faint glow flashed across the dark night, stabbing towards Yan Wuxue.
However, the fire dragon hovering around Yan Wuxue raised its tail and sent Luo Feile flying away.
Luofei Le himself is a dexterous assassin. He has no advantage when facing an enemy like Yan Wu Xue. If placed elsewhere, Luo Feile can slowly wear down Yan Wu Xue until he finds Yan Wu Xue's flaw.
After that, it will kill with one hit.
But Luo Feile's impatient attack allowed Yan Wuxue to seize the flaw.
"Fire Divine Spear!"
I saw the flame spiritual power spurting out from Yan Wuxue's body forming nine fire spears, forming a spear array, and piercing towards Luo Feile who was flying backwards!
Luo Feile's body twisted strangely, and the nine blazing fire spears passed by her and landed on a building not far away, directly destroying the shop on Qingyang Street.
Yan Wuxue showed a smile. His purpose today was to demolish all these stores, so what if he lost some money? He didn't believe that if they still couldn't do business after a year and a half, these merchants would still insist on not selling their stores.
In this world, the weak have no say. Even with the protection of the law, they will only be manipulated by the strong.
Luo Feile, who had dodged the blazing fire spear, became even more angry. She no longer approached Yan Wuxue recklessly. Instead, she drew black blades from the darkness around her and struck at everyone around Yan Wuxue like flying knives.
at.
"It's useless." Yan Wuxue said calmly.
He didn't even dodge, but his body shook slightly, and the flame dragon hovering around him shattered all the incoming black blades.
"This is the fifth-grade skill that Holy Star Academy rewarded me with, the Flame Dragon Body Protection Magic Skill. If you are just this skilled, you won't be able to break it."
Yan Wuxue indeed has rampant capital. Generally speaking, fifth-grade exercises can only be practiced at the golden elixir level. Below the golden elixir level, I am afraid that only geniuses from the Saint Star Academy can successfully practice them.
Everyone in Qingyang Street looked shocked, but the young prodigies behind Yan Wuxue were calm and calm. They were also students of the Holy Star Academy, and after passing the test and becoming students of the academy, they would receive rewards for their skills.
If Yan Wuxue could cultivate, they could naturally cultivate too, and even they could cultivate more profoundly than Yan Wuxue.
Yan Wuxue was seen constantly casting various fire-attribute spells. This time, he did not destroy the surrounding streets, but narrowed the scope of destruction and increased his power to force out Roefele's figure.
He wanted to deal with Loefeller as soon as possible.
The tyrannical attack power of fire-attribute spells was obviously not something that a fragile assassin like Roefeller could resist. Under the constant bombardment, Roefeller also showed his flaws.
A curtain of night was torn apart by the fireball, revealing Loefeller's figure.
The flame dragon on Yan Wuxue's body suddenly opened its mouth and roared, and fiery red sound waves spread. Luo Feile felt that his blood and energy were surging, and his body was stagnant at this moment.
What followed closely was a tyrannical attack that Yan Wuxue had been preparing for a long time.
"Pillar of Torch!"
A pillar of blazing white fire as big as the mouth of a bowl spurted out from Yan Wuxue's handprint, and was about to hit Luo Feiler's body hard.
The expressions of everyone on Qingyang Street changed drastically, and they quickly shouted: "Be careful!"
But Luo Feile's body had already been stagnated by Yan Wuxue's spell, and it was difficult to mobilize his spiritual power, let alone avoid the rapid pillar of blazing white fire.
Everyone in Qingyang Street had a trace of panic in their eyes. Yan Wuxue was not merciful at all. If Luo Feile was hit, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die!