Luo Feiyu was almost crying in pain.

Ye Gucheng misunderstood that he had iron-headed skills, but Luo Feiyu was not good enough to lose his power in front of him. He held his head and maintained the appearance of a peerless master. He burst into tears in his heart:

"Monk..." qaq whimper...

Everything is in vain.

Wuhua knew how to blow air and rub his head, feeling distressed: "You should be a little more relaxed next time, even if you, cough, you can just practice it so hard that you can break the blade, after all, the hard skill covers the door is not on your head..."

Luo Feiyu was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly realized that what he was talking about was the "novice protection" mosaic that the system hit his brother Diao, and instead felt even more ashamed, angry, helpless and aggrieved.

He resisted the urge to scratch Wuhua, and glared at him with red eyes: "...you...you can't speak, but shut up..."

Wuhua: "…????” Why was he angry? Could it be that he comforted the wrong place?

This intimate behavior caused Ye Gucheng to take a few more glances at them.

Well... Don't pay too much attention just because they are the same-sex... Penglai is a residence of immortals, and is not bound by secular etiquette. Aren't it just two or two men...

The young City Lord Ye silently turned his head and held his sword tightly.

He should get used to the style of "Flying Immortals from the Sky" as soon as possible. Don't think that Feixian Island has been separated from his family for a long time, and even such small scenes are shocked.

Be calm and calm and look at it indifferently!

Since Dao met Luo Feiyu and others, Ye Gucheng's thoughts were out of control and were infected in the direction of a mudslide, but he himself did not know...

The noise here was so loud that the Feixian Island Sword Attendants scattered in other guest rooms immediately alarmed the people who gathered around Ye Gucheng and guarded the floor below.

Luo Feiyu and the other four stood on the roof and defended the high ground. It was easy to defend but difficult to attack for a while.

The old man still had a gentle smile on his face, as if the plan was not going well and it would not make him worry about it at all. "The Lord Ye came prepared, and it seems that he did not plan to cooperate with the old man."

Ye Gucheng said nothing, and he had already expressed his attitude in front of him.

Some people wearing solemn and gorgeous ancient clothes gradually appeared, including old and young, male and female. At first glance, they seemed to gather characters from various dynasties and generations in a time and space, with strange but harmonious pictures.

They all looked relaxed, as if they were just watching a good show.

But Luo Feiyu and others were not at all easy, just because any of these people were all first-class experts. Even Wuhua, who has always been knowledgeable, could not tell their origins.

Losing is not a loss, Luo Feiyu recovered from the headache and thought that they had been caught by the old man anyway, so it would be better to rub the sharpness of the opposite side first when he turned head-on.

He floated up in the air with an umbrella, and moved into the sky with objects and floating down like a cloud riding the wind, leaving a string of silver light like broken stars in the air.

The closest Secretary He, the secretary who was He, had not yet realized the danger, so Luo Feiyu's palm transported to Nan Ming to cover him with his head.

The energy like the waves dissipated, and He Shangshu was shocked and hurriedly stabilized his drunken body and flashed to the side.

He showed a contemptuous smile on his face and proudly raised the wine glass of gold at Luo Feiyu, as if he was laughing at him for being so hard.

Luo Feiyu smiled faintly, turned over and jumped over him, and in the back of his heart, he saw a wave of the sea.

Shangshu He looked terrified, and in horror, he turned around to respond, but was tilted back by the palm. His eyes became a little darker, and he hooked in the direction of Luo Feiyu, trying to kick him down directly.

Unexpectedly, Luo Feiyu's umbrella surface "whooshed" against gravity and suddenly raised it, taking him back into the air, and He Shangshu's kick was gone.

Seeing that he was attacked, the people around him joined the battle circle with tentative intentions and wanted to help. The two of them held He Shangshu, who had suffered a loss, and the other three jumped into the air and grabbed Luo Feiyu in a triangle shape.

"It's just right!" Luo Feiyu's eyes lit up, and he used the same trick again and floated down. Zhubo Lingyou turned into a rotating Chifeng Zhen Domain, and with a palm splitting the wave, he shot down the three men heavily to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the Danran Ruohai tornado stirred up thousands of waves with Luo Feiyu as the center, and the water dragon instantly rolled all the enemies within ten feet of the surrounding area into the sky.

The feeling of being forced to float in the air was not good, but Luo Feiyu did not give them a chance to breathe. With a whistle, the sea eagle moved according to his wishes and fanned out a hurricane on the basis of the tornado.

In an instant, He Shangshu and others were all left with the spinning silver blue.

The crisp birds in their ears screamed louder, but they had no power to fight back, and they didn't even know what was going on, and they didn't understand why they were so into the sky.

Luo Feiyu observed the speed of their blood strips falling and felt at a loss. Seeing that He Shangshu tried to struggle to fly out of the pursuit tornado, he raised his eyebrows, jumped up, and jumped to the tide and chopped the waves at a high speed. The umbrella tip stinged at his chest and threw him back into the air.

The north wind stops, and the wilderness crept into the mountains.

He Shangshu was shocked to realize that it was too late. Luo Feiyu picked him up and arrived first, and he actually arrived at his floating position first. Then the silver-white umbrella surface exploded suddenly and pushed He Shangshu straight in the low altitude and pushed him out.

Shangshu He squirted out blood on the spot!

Luo Fei's feather umbrella changed from straight poking to cross-cutting, and the fan-shaped arc swept out at 180 degrees mercilessly pushed him into the center of the wind and waves again.

After Luo Feiyu finished all this, he leisurely held the umbrella and fell back to the roof. Penglai's ancestral streamers were automatically without wind, white clothes were stained, his body was completely deficient in clouds, his head was blue sky, he leaned down on the umbrella and glanced at him, all of which were free and romantic.

He raised his chin proudly, stroked Sha Bo's feathers, his eyes were indifferent, and Yun Danfeng said lightly: "Come away, next team."

Everyone: "..." So strong!!!

The old man's face suddenly became as dark as the bottom of a pot. What kind of adventure did Yuan Canglang have had during his escape? How could his martial arts have made such an exaggerated level!

Could this be the legendary Changchun Art of the Undying Changchun? Or the Beiming Art that is said to have been lost long ago?

Seeing him holding an umbrella and controlling a carving, his elegant and mysterious body technique in the air is as light and mysterious as walking in the garden, and it is also very similar to the unique skills of Lingbo Weibu and Xiaoyao Yufeng recorded in the literature!

Wu Ming was so itchy that he said to everyone coldly: "Why are you still standing there? Are you still afraid of them?"

A word woke up the dreamer, and the "invisible people" who often live on the island came back from their horror. Yes, they are all first-class masters. No matter how powerful the other party is, they are just young people in their twenties. Even if they suffer losses in their moves, can they still defeat their internal strength and cultivation for decades?

Everyone was slightly calm and surrounded by eye.

Luo Feiyu finished playing a set of skills, and had a CD-stop on the roof, and was in full swing again. He exchanged glances with Wuhua and others, and everyone immediately understood them.

"Dang—" Guanghua's restrained Zen staff gently hit the tiles, buzzing back, but it was like the sound of the Brahma sound.

The little master suddenly noticed his sight and aura, and seemed to move towards Wuhua uncontrollably.

Luo Feiyu went to heaven again. They should be on guard against this "immortal", but their bodies violated their will and could not divert their attention from Wuhua at all.

Wuhua used the weapon of marrow washing for the first time, and his senses were very wonderful for such effects.

He found that everyone's movements seemed to have slowed down in an instant in his eyes. He could easily "see" some kind of non-existent "line" of pulling, and firmly control their energy in his hands.

He was curious and was trying out the following people.

Luo Feiyu's tornado blew again, and after the storm of raging waves, only the wind swept away the remaining clouds; Ye Gucheng also made a move, and the sword light was fleeting like starlight, but it was faster and more brilliant than lightning.

When Lord Ye returned to the roof, everyone below was still standing, but blood was only gushing out of their throats at this moment, and their eyes had lost their luster.

The immortal flying outside the sky is well-deserved.

Wang Lianhua was lazy and shook the folding fan lightly. From time to time, she was elusive and rushed to the palace for them, looking very leisurely.

There are T and milk, long range, melee battles, group attacks and singles. The four of them cooperated, which was simply too easy.

The people below fell down at a speed visible to the naked eye, Luo Feiyu came and went as he pleased in the crowd, making everyone crazy.

"You have the ability to come down! What's the point of always floating in the sky!"

Luo Feiyu snorted with a nose and opened his mocking words: "My Lord, I'm flying in the sky, and the mortals chased me from the ground. If my legs are short and I can't catch up, I will turn into a box of ashes on the spot!"

Wu Ming was still calm at this time. He stared at Luo Feiyu and said, "While the old man is still in a mood to play with you, you should surrender as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late to regret it if it falls into my hands."

Luo Feiyu said, "Do you think I was scared? None of you subordinates can beat me!"

Wu Ming laughed mysteriously and calmly: "Didn't you realize that the wind direction has changed?"

wind direction?

Luo Feiyu was confused.

At this moment, Wuhua, Ye Gucheng and others on the roof suddenly slowed down, their faces were ugly, and they could hardly stand.

Luo Feiyu was shocked to realize that with the late south wind, a hibiscus fragrance slowly drifted from the air.

Here is the Jiuqu Bridgehead, and half a hectares of hibiscus flowers are planted inside. It is nothing special to have a fragrance...

Wuhua shouted loudly to stop everyone from regulating their breathing and pursuing their skills: "It is the strange fragrant wood! Those wood people are made of strange fragrant wood... The fragrance and fucian fragrance will become highly toxic when they meet the fragrance of hibiscus flowers, which can make people intoxicate for several days. If they work hard to pursuing breathing and the fragrance invades the meridians, they will be worried about their lives!"

Luo Feiyu's face changed suddenly.

He has not yet lifted his floating state. He does not need internal support to float, and the people below cannot reach him, but...

Wu Ming walked forward with a smile on his hands, talking about the weather, and said to Luo Feiyu: "If you still refuse to come down, I will kill them one by one in front of you."

The author has something to say: I don’t know why... When I wrote this chapter, Penglai beat people... I always have the illusion that the scumbag who was beaten to heaven was my own...

Well... this must be an illusion...qaq

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