At this time, the cultivators on Luo Wan'er's route were all moving aside. Everyone saw that Luo Wan'er was not trying to seize the territory. Second, Luo Wan'er's cultivation level completely suppressed the cultivators around her.

"Bang..."

A figure swept over by the wind bridge rushed in. Luo Wan'er, who was originally staring at the entrance of the cave, suddenly rushed up like crazy and hugged the figure in her arms.

"Yang Feng...husband...it's really you..."

Luo Wan'er's whole body was trembling, her hands, her legs and even her voice.

She could see clearly that Yang Feng was the one who fell into her arms.

No, even if she closes her eyes, she can know that the person she is looking for is the one she is looking for.

Yang Feng was not seriously injured, but the consumption was too high.

Even if he is practicing in the Shattered Nirvana Realm, he can walk along the river in this kind of wind bridge.

Once you forcefully use the power of the dusk, if you want to make Fengqiao stagnate for a moment, or even rush forward in the opposite direction, even Yang Feng's cultivation is not enough.

The moment he used his twilight magical power, the extremely violent wind bridge consumed all his star energy and spiritual consciousness.

If it weren't for his extremely strong will and his despair of the dim power, he would have been swept further away before he could break out of the wind bridge.

Despite this, he was still torn out bloody mouths by the storm on the edge of the wind bridge, and his body looked very scary.

However, Yang Feng knew very well that he had not suffered much injury, just some skin damage.

With his body, even if he lost Xingyuan, the Fengqiao was still a little short of trying to tear him apart.
Chapter completed!