Behind Feng Xingying, a whole adventure team was chasing after him!
Various spiritual powers, like dancing colorful butterflies, were flying behind Feng Xingying and others.
It's just such a beautiful scene, but it contains layers of murderous intent.
As long as Xigua's speed is half a beat slower, the spiritual power can fall on Feng Xingying.
Fortunately, Xigua had the dog collar given by Feng Xingying, so his wings could be temporarily supported for a while.
"Miss!" Yunxiang suddenly screamed.
She saw something.
A powerful ice arrow was actually mixed in with the chaotic spiritual skills.
The ice arrow actually forced its way through the fire and lightning. Not only was it not affected, it actually shone even brighter.
The opponent for such an attack would be at least a great spiritual master!
But Feng Xingying couldn't move now.
All her spiritual power was being poured into the Xihuang Sword desperately, and she only waited for the spiritual power to be prepared before using the power of the Xihuang Sword to fight against the enemy.
After all, Feng Xingying is just a little spiritual master. She knows herself. How can she withstand so many enemies with her spiritual skills? Only - Xihuang Sword.
Therefore, Feng Xingying cannot move now. Even if she can withstand the power of this arrow, she cannot move. Otherwise, all her previous efforts will be wasted and she will not be able to activate the Xihuang Sword to counterattack. They will soon be finished!
Blood flowed from Yunxiang's eyes, but unfortunately she could not move either. In order to make Feng Xingying's fire spiritual power more powerful, Yunxiang had sacrificed all her spiritual power to Feng Xingying. It was now difficult for her to even move her fingers.
Can I just watch the young lady die
"Spiky edge."
The ice arrow penetrated the flesh, making a dull sound, and then glowed with a hint of red.
The hot blood melted the ice arrows.
"Liu Yi!" Yunxiang cried again. "Little fat man, why are you so stupid?"
Just when the ice arrow reached Feng Xingying's vest, Liu Yi, the little fat man who had been cowardly following Feng Xingying to escape, suddenly straightened up and blocked Feng Xingying's fatal arrow with his flesh and blood.
Liu Yi's blood was hot and splashed on Feng Xingying's back.
Even without turning his head, Feng Xingying could feel it.
He was such a greedy and timid person, so he called her boss.
She failed to protect him, but brought him into danger.
"Little fat man, please move, don't lie down." Yunxiang cried and wanted to get closer to Liu Yi.
Feng Xingying also wanted to cry, but she couldn't.
She lost Liu Yi and could not lose Yunxiang again.
Yunxiang trusted Feng Xingying 100%, so she donated every bit of her spiritual power to her.
Feng Xingying transformed all his anger into surging spiritual power and injected it into the Xihuang Sword.
From behind, a joking taunt came: "Feng Xingying, with your little ability, you can't escape the clutches of the Dihu Adventure Group.
If you know better, just come over and kowtow a few times to admit your mistake and come back with us. I can let them go. Otherwise, you and your people will die! "
The man lowered his voice, deliberately pretending to be deep, but he couldn't fool Feng Xingying's discernment.
good very good!
She thought who was so capable that he could mobilize an adventure group to deal with her. It turned out to be Ling Chuxue.
Feng Xingying didn't want to be her enemy. She could understand her feelings for Qin Molin, so when she responded to some willful actions, Feng Xingying only regarded her as her mentor, which was also a good intention.
Therefore, Feng Xingying's method was quite gentle. He only hoped that she would retreat in spite of the difficulties. Especially when she saw Ling Chuxue kneeling there in Tongtian Pavilion, weak and desolate, she had felt a little sympathy for her.
Unexpectedly, she pressed forward step by step and killed her.