Wu Po Jiuxiao

As long as more than one meter, the purple light flickered crazily. The light like two sharp swords made Zhan Lao's face slightly changed, but at this moment, suddenly appeared in his mind. A terrible term - Feiyu!

"Is it Feiyu?!"

Finally, Zhan Lao, who really reacted, roared loudly, and then shouted even more anxiously:

"Where are the phantom monsters? Summon the phantom monsters! This old man is one step ahead!"

While talking, the old Zhan's body has turned into a terrifying sharp light and started to rush towards Ye Fantian.

"Hmph... this old guy!"

After seeing Zhan Lao's crazy appearance, Tuoba Qingyun's face couldn't help showing a touch of hotness and greed, but then he had no choice but to summon the phantom demon beast.

Tuoba Qingyun is very clear about the value of Feiyu, it is enough for a person to fly without reaching the Martial Emperor level.

Martial Emperor level?Even in the entire Lingtian Sect, he, Tuoba Qingyun, had never seen a Martial Emperor-level powerhouse.

With a shrill roar, the phantom monster began to fly towards the direction Ye Fantian left...

Dozens of huge palms exuding a strange light roared away like giant pythons, and the surrounding space quickly collapsed because of the appearance of this head.

In front of the palm, a young man with purple wings is flying towards the front as fast as lightning. The purple wings on the back seem to be transformed into afterimages of sharp blades, causing the surrounding space to appear from time to time. Dozens of terrifying sword qi.

Between the flying sand and the rocks, the terrifying true energy, energy and explosive power have turned everything around into nothingness. .

"This old guy really has perseverance, but now I am in the air..."

Ye Fantian's face showed a hint of ferocity. It was obvious that the phantom demon beast would not be able to return here in a short time. If so, it meant that the Zhan Lao couldn't touch his body at all.

"Old Zhan... go to the phantom demon beast!"

A strong air flow suddenly came from behind. With the appearance of this air flow, the body of the huge phantom monster behind Ye Fantian suddenly appeared, and the huge black shadow was really daunting. .

Ye Fantian's face changed slightly, he didn't expect the other party to come so quickly.

"Hmph, junior, hand over the flying feathers on your body, and you will not die!"

The old Zhan who flew onto the phantom demon beast had a look of arrogance on his face, but even though his face was like this, he was actually getting more and more depressed psychologically. A strong man at the level of a martial king was going to deal with a junior at the level of a martial artist. But it needs to use threats to get it done. If it is known, it will be a great insult.

Looking at the purple phoenix feather behind Ye Fantian, the killing intent in Zhan Lao's heart became more and more intense

"Hmph, the moment you get your flying feather is the time of your death."