Konoha's six flying sections

Chapter 271

Dongxue Feiwu's cultivation base has reached the sixth rank, and it's only been a few months, which has raised a big realm.

"You know too late!"

Dong Xue sneered, indescribably proud.

She was already a fifth-rank spirit warrior when she first started. Over the past few months, through various trainings by her uncle Dongxue Mancheng, she has squandered a lot of panacea and spirit stones. In addition, her own aptitude is not bad. If she can't make rapid progress like this, then It's better to buy a piece of tofu and kill him directly!

"Smelly woman, in broad daylight, do you dare to commit crimes for no reason? This is an extraordinary period, and the sect is in desperate need of combat power. If you kill us, the sect master and elders will not let you go!" Chang He threatened viciously, but there was nothing he could do. , Can't beat others.

Rank four and rank six are two big realms behind, which is a world of difference.

However, Changhe is also considered extraordinary. Although it is frozen by ice and snow, it is only imprisoned, and it can still swear arrogantly.

But it stopped there. Being restrained is no different from fish on the chopping board. Life and death are in the hands of the enemy.

"Threatening with the high-level sect? Hehe, you are very good at taking advantage of the situation, but unfortunately there are no witnesses here, and you will be killed without anyone noticing!" Dongxue Feiwu still sneered

"Aoxue Hanjue · Grain Wall!"

The more fierce big move was launched, and Dong Xuefei's pair of bare hands quickly formed seals. As the movement speeded up, the terrible flying snow blew, condensing a thick ice wall, turning the virtual into reality, and the Huaxiong layer was blown away at a speed visible to the naked eye. Layers covered, forever frozen!

At the same time, Chang He's body became visible in the transparent ice layer, his mouth was frozen, his eyes were wide open, and he became an ice sculpture, unable to even make a sound.

However, the spiritual tool in his hand suddenly glowed with arrows, piercing through the ice wall and shooting directly at Bai Bing, as fast as lightning!
"Huh? There's still this hand hidden!" Dongxue clapped her hands high-five, the cold air billowed, and before the light arrow approached, it was frozen and turned into an ice arrow.

"Unfortunately, it's just a dying struggle. If you don't have enough strength, even if you don't fight back, it's futile. Are you not reconciled now? But this is the end you deserve, and it's purely your own fault. Who told you to hang out with that bastard Fei Duan, aren't you Good brother? Since he is dead, you should also go down to accompany him!" Dongxue Feiwu stopped her movements, grinning to reveal her shiny white teeth.

"If he dies, you will be buried with him!"

Suddenly, there was a sound as cold as a knife, like an arrow piercing through the air.

Dongxue was shaking all over the city, and turned his head suddenly, only to see a graceful figure floating towards him, with a holy and clear temperament, and the elegance of hibiscus flowing out of water, even if they are both beauties, Dongxue Feiwu feels ashamed .

"Senior Sister Yiyi!" Staring at the approaching person in a daze, Dongxue's beautiful face turned pale, and then he shook his head, pretending to be calm and said: "I don't know why Senior Sister Yiyi came suddenly?"

"Get lost!" Samuel glanced at Bai Bing, his eyes were sharp and menacing like a sword.

"Senior Sister Yiyi, I don't understand what you mean..." Dongxue Feiwu looked ugly, pretending to be confused with understanding.

"Are you deaf? I'll let you go!" Samuel narrowed his eyes and shot out murderous intent, and added: "Don't make me say it a second time, I guarantee you can't bear the consequences!"

Dongxue Feiwu suddenly opened his mouth, his face was green and white, but he didn't dare to say another word of disobedience.

She already sensed that the other party really dared to be cruel, just like she treated Chang He and Da Jiang, she was confident, even if she was the niece of the top ten elders, Dong Xue Man Cheng, the other party had no fear at all.

"Okay, Feiwu will keep today's matter in mind, and if there is an opportunity in the future, I will address Senior Sister Yiyi..." With a harsh voice, Dongxue Feiwu went away in an instant, not daring to stop at all.

After hearing this, Samuy turned a deaf ear to her, and naturally she would not take the other party's threat seriously. She raised her hand lightly, and a faint cloud of fire flew out, illuminating the surroundings and bestowing warmth.

Immediately, the icy coldness disappeared, and the heavy snow melted.

Pfft!
The frost thawed, and Chang He and Da Jiang were rescued, as if they were being amnesty.

"Yi...Senior Sister Yiyi? Thank you, Senior Sister Yiyi, for saving my life!" Da Jiang couldn't help but thanked her very much.

Changhe next to him rolled his eyes back and forth, hesitated for a moment before saying: "Congratulations, senior sister Yiyi, for leaving the customs. I heard that you are attacking the eighth-rank realm. Are you done? You are here to find Fei Duan, right?"

Samui nodded: "Tell me, where is Fei Duan now?"

"Sigh, Senior Sister Yiyi doesn't know something..." Chang He didn't hide anything, and told everything about Fei Duan's accident.

Although Samuy had promised Fei Duan to take care of his friends, he had been in seclusion for several days, trying to hit the eighth rank. Recently, he left the seclusion early because of difficulties in the sect, and rushed to the outer gate as soon as possible.

"What did you say!" Samuel's face was pale, and his cold temperament suddenly heated up, as hot as a flame, and his anger was soaring.

At the same time, accompanied by unspeakable worries and sorrows, the speechless words are desolate.

Under this change in temperament, Dajiang was terrified, remembering his inhumane behavior of abandoning Fei Duan to follow Dongxuemancheng and others, he was terrified, and immediately turned his eyes to Changhe for help.

Changhe is thick and thin, so he naturally knows what this guy is thinking, but he can't blame Dajiang for that matter, it's just that Samuel cares so much about Fei Duan's safety, it's really intriguing.

"Unbelievable, could it be..." Chang He imagined.

call out!
Samuel didn't have time to punish Ma Gao, and went away at a high speed to the place where Fei Duan's accident happened.

"The Feiyun Clan of the Tianyun Empire is not weaker than my Chaos Immortal Sect. Feiyunao is also a well-known veteran eighth-rank master with unfathomable strength. Although Fei Duan is not weak, after all, he lost his original It is still unknown whether his physical body can survive in the opponent's hands..." Samuel was burning with anxiety and confused.

Even she wasn't sure if Fei Duan could escape.

Half an hour later, Samuel found the place where Fei Duan and Fei Yunao had fought, and searched around, but found nothing.

"Little thief, where are you? You looked at my body. You are destined to be tied to me in this life. You can't die!" Samuel looked gloomy and panicked.

Suddenly, her eyes brightened, and she looked at a virgin forest in the distance that meets the sky: "Mist forest, yes, if I were Fei Duan, I would definitely go there first if I wanted to escape. There are often big monsters in the fog forest, and the most dangerous place is also the most dangerous place." A safe place can hinder the enemy's footsteps and gain a chance of survival!"

But when he was about to head over there, a sense of crisis came over him. Sam Yi's delicate body shook, and she felt a pair of eyes watching her, and she immediately became alert, as if she was facing an enemy.

In the distance, a slender and well-proportioned figure approached, peerless and out of the world, walking between the sunlight and the mottled tree shadows, he was a handsome and handsome young man with star-like eyes and a hint of a smile.

Its pace is not fast, but it shrinks to an inch, and it arrives in an instant!
"Junior Sister Yiyi, long time no see!" The man lightly parted his lips, and his tone was as soft as a breeze blowing his face, making people feel like a poetic mood.

Samuel frowned, stared at the young master Pianpian with solemn and complicated eyes, and said two words coldly: "Haoyang!"

At the same time, a story belonging to the late Yi Yi spewed out like a flood, instantly filling her mind.

(End of this chapter)