Douluo's dragon gun against the world

Chapter 407: Polar Static Fields
"Feng Bailong, you have to take care of it!" As he said, Jun Xuehan grabbed Tang Yuehua's hand and gradually let go.

The height of Fengjianzong's sect is not low. Tang Yuehua is just an ordinary person. If he falls straight from this height, even if he does not die, he is probably not far from death.

"Yuehua!"

Feng Bailong looked at Tang Yuehua who was falling straight, his eyes widened involuntarily, but before he could make any movement, he saw Guimei and Yueguan leaning against each other, and the soul rings on their bodies were constantly flickering.

"The field of bipolar stillness!"

An invisible wave emanated from the bodies of Ghost and Yueguan. In the domain, everything seemed to be still. Tang Yuehua's body was frozen in midair, while Feng Bailong's body was frozen in the original place. land.

"You'd better worry about yourself." Jun Xuehan's figure appeared in front of Feng Bailong in a few flashes.

When snatching Yue Yi and Mo Chen from Feng Bailong's hands, Jun Xuehan raised his leg and swept out with one leg, knocking Feng Bailong's body into the air.

The effect of the static field of the two poles disappeared, Feng Bailong looked at the falling Tang Yuehua, without any hesitation, he went directly to Tang Yuehua's direction, and reached out to catch the falling Tang Yuehua.

"Father." Yue Yi looked at Jun Xuehan who was holding her in her arms, her eyes were slightly red, and there were faint tears in her eyes.

"Okay, okay, if Yue Yi doesn't cry, it's because Dad is here." Jun Xuehan reached out and gently wiped the faint tears in Yue Yi's eyes, comforting softly.

Before Jun Xuehan could comfort Yue Yi, she heard a cry from below.

"Wow... Pavilion Master Jun, you actually came all the way to save us." Mo Chen hugged Jun Xuehan's leg, tears streaming down his face.

Accompanied by Mo Chen's crying, it seemed that there was a chain reaction, and Yue Yi also cried a little aggrieved, rubbing her small head against Jun Xuehan's body continuously.

"Hey, boy, a handsome seven-foot man, who bleeds but doesn't shed tears, what's there for you to cry." Jun Xuehan glanced at Mo Chen speechlessly, then put her gaze on Yue Yi's body, and softly comforted her.

Qian Renxue's figure appeared in front of Jun Xuehan within a few flashes, she reached out to take Yue Yi in Jun Xuehan's arms, and patted Yue Yi's back lightly.

"Mom, he won't give Yue Yi food, she is very hungry now." Yue Yi entered Qian Renxue's arms, sniffling her little nose aggrievedly while talking.

"Don't cry, don't cry, we'll go eat when the matter here is resolved." Qian Renxue wiped the tears on Yue Yi's face with her hands, her tone was as gentle as water.

On the other side, after catching the falling Tang Yuehua, Feng Bailong used his body to block Tang Yuehua's face, watching Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu, Jun Xuehan, Qian Renxue and others closely.

"The family is not as bad as the family, and the crime is not as good as the sect. I, Feng Bailong, do things alone, and let Yuehua and the others leave. No matter what the consequences are, I will bear them all." Feng Bailong swung the flying sword in his hand, and his whole body The imposing manner exudes without reservation, and even more determination appears in the eyes.

"Do you think you are qualified to negotiate conditions now?"

Bibi Dong sneered, and looked quietly at Feng Bailong in front of him, while the other offerings in the worship hall surrounded Feng Bailong quietly.

"Feng Bailong, since you know that the family is not to be harmed, why did you attack my daughter who has not yet awakened her martial soul! Feng Bailong, you have crossed the line!" The silver dragon gun in Jun Xuehan's hand trembled slightly, blossoming , blooming at the tip of the spear.

Seeing this, Mo Chen tactfully let go of Jun Xuehan, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and silently stepped aside.

Hearing this, Feng Bailong remained silent, but the soul ring under his feet flickered one after another, and the flying sword in his hand burst out huge fluctuations of soul power.

"Yuehua, you go first!" Feng Bailong said softly, and sword shadows gradually emerged around.

On the silver dragon gun in Jun Xuehan's hand, the element of flame appeared, while under the feet of Bibidong, Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile, Ghost, Yueguan, and other worshipers, there were spirit rings flickering one after another.

"Sixth soul skill: Blood-sucking spider thorn!"

"Ninth soul skill: Angel Judgment!"

"Ninth Soul Skill: Killing!"

"Ninth Soul Skill: Hell Sprite!"

"Ninth Soul Skill: The chrysanthemum is crippled, the ground is wounded, and the flowers fall to the ground!"

With a wave of the silver spear in Jun Xuehan's hand, flames like a meteor shower flew towards Feng Bailong.And following closely, are the major soul skills, heading towards Feng Bailong's position.

There was a loud bang, the ground trembled slightly, dense cracks, and powerful soul power fluctuations produced circles of energy ripples, which centered on Feng Bailong's position and continued to spread towards the surroundings.

Where the energy ripples passed, cracks appeared on the ground, and the mountain gate of Fengjianzong collapsed, stirring up dust all over the sky.

Watching the dust gradually disappear, Yue Yi twitched her little nose and asked aloud, "Mom, why are they gone?"

Hearing this, Qian Renxue withdrew her martial spirit, looked at Yue Yi, and said softly: "They went to confess, Yue Yi, aren't you hungry? Mom will take you home for dinner."

Qian Renxue's voice was very calm, without any waves, just like a gust of breeze, giving people a comfortable feeling.

And Yue Yi nodded her little head, rubbing against Qian Renxue's body constantly.

The others also withdrew their spirits, walked up to Yue Yi and looked up and down, especially Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu, as if they were afraid that Yue Yi would get hurt.

"Let the people in the main hall of Wuhun and the main pavilion of Fengxue deal with the matter of Fengjianzong, and let's go back first." Jun Xuehan said softly.

Bibidong and the others glanced at Feng Jianzong, and without saying anything, they readily agreed.And Jun Xuehan used the ability of his soul bone to open a space crack in front of him.

Everyone walked into the space crack one after another and disappeared in place.

And after everyone left, the people from the main hall of Wuhun and the main pavilion of Fengxue took care of the matter of Fengjianzong, and those who were willing to join Wuhundian, or those from Fengxue Pavilion stayed, but those who did not want to join, is to let them go.

The originally huge Fengjianzong also disappeared from the mainland at this time. When people from other sects rushed to Fengjianzong, they saw the situation of Fengjianzong and left angrily, not wanting to share a cup. Soup plan.

After all, if he wanted to get a piece of the pie from Wuhundian, he had to see if his own sect had that strength.And it is obvious that their sect does not have the ability and strength to take a share of the Wuhundian.

(End of this chapter)