Lan Ling knew that Yang Yanfeng had a teleportation skill, one of Youji's auxiliary skills.

But in the teleportation just now, Yang Yanfeng did not use Youji's assistance, the reason is very simple, before Youji exhausted her spiritual power points in the eternal withering glory, and she is now cultivating in the Tianyu space.

As an archer, Lan Tianpeng's eyesight is very vicious, and in the frightening moment just now, his naked eye still captured the whole process.

It's the knife that moves!

Yes, Yang Yanfeng's foot knife moved by itself and moved back with him for a distance.

It was not artificially borrowed, because in the short gap just now, it was impossible for Yang Yanfeng to have the spare strength to exert it on the Taidao.

Imperial Sword Flying Technique, after Yang Yanfeng got such a trophy from the eternal withering glory, through the control of the short journey from the Situ family to the Lan family, he not only understood the general situation, but also understood some small skills.

As mentioned earlier, Edgeworth's flying skills are very fast, with half the speed of the plane at its maximum speed, and the moment it starts to fly, it is the fastest moment of Edgeworth's flying technique, which is four times faster than the plane at the highest speed.

In other words, eight times its normal speed.

If this speed is used at a small distance such as a few zhang or one or two zhang, it is enough to achieve the effect of teleportation.

Yang Yanfeng had just abandoned the knife to the ground, and the drunkard did not mean to drink.

From the beginning, he didn't plan to dodge to the left and right, but to teleport behind the sword.

This method was unexpected, but it was also risky, because with the help of this teleportation, it was equivalent to eight times the original wind pressure, and the slightest mistake would throw him away.

Fortunately, Yang Yanfeng had a good sense of balance, barely stabilized his figure, the wind pressure just now almost tore his face apart, and there was a feeling of suffocation in a vacuum, but these were better than being penetrated by Situ Hongpeng's claws.

Next, Yang Yanfeng stepped on the Taidao and stayed in the air, and it became higher and higher, and in a blink of an eye, he reached a height of twenty or thirty meters, and the two soldiers in his field of vision were as short as a group of dolls.

There was a burst of boos from the battlefield, and it was the first time they had seen someone step on a sword and fly.

Situ Miao's face was solemn, she had almost guessed that this was the spoils of the eternal glory, and it was really mysterious!

In the interval of stasis, Yang Yanfeng can recover his physical strength, and he can also think about countermeasures.

He doesn't need to worry about being attacked by Situ Hongpeng, although a martial artist can jump very high and take a few feet, but it is far from the point of flying, even if he can fly, it is also a story after his strength is worth more than 10,000, not something that should be considered now, so Situ Hongpeng can only stay on the ground and stare dryly.

Yang Yanfeng couldn't help but feel a little regretful, if Youji's spiritual power points were saturated, he could recover the physical strength and injuries of several masters of the Lan family, and then a group of people would beat him up, wouldn't he be worried that he wouldn't be able to win?

It's a pity that Yuki is still recovering in the Tianyu space, and she can't use her auxiliary skills, so she can't count on it now.

Situ Hongpeng's move came to naught, and now he can't hit Yang Yanfeng, and his pupils, which were already red, were so angry that they turned a little red, as if they were going to eat people.

In fact, at this time, he didn't care about Yang Yanfeng, but held the weak Lan Ling hostage, so Yang Yanfeng didn't have to come down from the sky obediently?

It's just that at this time, Situ Hongpeng had already fallen into a rampage, and he didn't expect this layer at all, he didn't hit Yang Yanfeng just now, and now he just wants to tear him apart.

Suddenly, a yellow shadow on the ground suddenly stopped, and Huang Jiukai's pestle was not far from Situ Hongpeng.

Yang Yanfeng was a little surprised, they flew back together on the Taidao, but when they were about to arrive at the Lan family, this thing suddenly disappeared.

Yang Yanfeng thought he was scared at first, he had just escaped from death in the eternal glory, and he was going to enter a life-and-death battle, which was something that everyone would be afraid of, not to mention that Huang Jiukai was still an irrelevant outsider.

To put it mildly, the survival of the Lan family, the life and death of the Lan family, and he can't go with him.

When Yang Yanfeng approached the battlefield of the Lan family, he felt that the aura of several masters of the Lan family had weakened a lot, including Lan Ling.

didn't expect to appear on the battlefield at this moment, so isn't he afraid, what do he want to do?

"Hey! ”

Huang Jiukai suddenly shouted at Situ Hongpeng, Yang Yanfeng was suddenly shocked, and he really felt a little unkind, this is an attack on life!

And because of this sentence, Situ Hongpeng's attention was successfully transferred to Huang Jiukai.

"What are you talking about?"

"Well, I don't think I'm very loud. Huang Jiukai spread his hands and sighed helplessly, "Forget it, since you are deaf, Uncle Ben will be merciful and repeat it again." “

Huang Jiukai took a deep breath, gathered his dantian, and roared, "Your father is dead!"

The sound of this roar was comparable to a trumpet, and even overshadowed the noise of the battlefield, and it was estimated that not only Situ Hongpeng, but also the soldiers who were farther away could hear it.

Situ Hongpeng's eyes were full of bloodshots, and his forehead was covered with green tendons as thick as earthworms.

"Look for death!"

He swept towards Huang Jiukai, intending to crush him to pieces.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!"

As soon as Situ Hongpeng took a step, Huang Jiukai waved his hand in a panic to stop.

"How?"

The person in front of him had just insulted his father, even if he wanted to ask for mercy now, Situ Hongpeng would not let him go.

Huang Jiukai shook a little in front of him, then scratched his head, and smiled innocently, "It's nothing, it's just that the green tendons on your forehead are bursting so thick, for fear that your cerebral blood vessels will burst and die, I will deliberately find an opening for you to vent outside." "

Miscellaneous...?

Situ Hongpeng felt a tingling pain coming from his forehead in hindsight, and he touched his forehead, but it was the blood on his hand.

From the rumors of the Piaoxianglou incident, I had long heard that Huang Jiukai was extremely fast, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, and Yang Yanfeng didn't see the flying knife that he had just thrown out.

Situ Hongpeng was completely angry at this time, looking up to the sky and roaring, his roar no longer looked like a human, but even more towards the side of the desolate beast. He landed on all fours, showing the momentum of tiger and leopard hunting, a few flutters, and a few flashes of his figure appeared in front of Huang Jiukai.

Huh?

Huang Jiukai was suddenly a little aggrieved, "I am kind enough to help you relax your blood vessels, but you want to hammer me? The dog bites Lu Dongbin, I don't know the hearts of good people~"

In the face of the claw that was about to fall on his head and was bubbling with a strong black gas, he was indifferent.

And in the next second, Situ Hongpeng's body suddenly froze, his claws were less than three feet away from Huang Jiukai's head, but he couldn't continue to move forward, "plopped", and landed on the ground in front of Huang Jiukai.

Huang Jiukai leaned down, took out another piece of knife and touched Situ Hongpeng's black claws, the edge of the blade was instantly contaminated with half of the ominous black gas, so frightened that he felt that he had discarded this piece of knife, rubbed his hands a few times, and muttered in his mouth, "Bad luck, bad luck." ”

Huang Jiukai took a step back, no matter how hard Situ Hongpeng tried to move forward, he couldn't touch the former.

It's like a mad dog, you hold it with a five-meter-long dog chain, and then stand at a distance of six meters, this mad dog can't bite you no matter what, at most it barks wildly to scare and scare people, and Huang Jiukai is standing at a "safe distance" outside the range of this dog chain at this time.

Lan Wenxuan, who was watching from a distance, was a little puzzled, this kid in yellow was also the same as himself, did he master control skills? Looking at the embarrassment of Situ Hongpeng being tied up now, it seemed that the control skills of this kid in yellow were still above him.

"It's the line. ”

Just as he had seen Yang Yanfeng's sword fly before, Lan Tianpeng's sharp eyes like a falcon had helped him see the truth again.

Situ Hongpeng's whole body: wrists, ankles, neck, waist, knees, elbows...... Each joint was wrapped with extremely thin transparent silk threads, and these silk threads were the direct cause of his inability to move.

The coiled silk thread, according to legend, is the silk thread secreted by the ancient demon spider, and its firmness can lock the bear and make the dragon.

Unfortunately, there is a disadvantage of the coiled silk thread, which is to be stored in a special vacuum container, and the vacuum container needs to be broken when used, and once the coiled silk thread leaves the vacuum container, it will weathered into ash and dissipate in smoke after 12 hours.

In other words, coiled threads are disposable.

This bundle of silk thread was obtained by Huang Jiukai by chance when he passed through a village during his journey, and he was originally intended to use it when his life was in danger, but he didn't expect to use it here.

Just now, Situ Hongpeng and Yang Yanfeng were in the middle of a battle, and he was focused on what was in front of him, but he ignored the abnormal situation around him, so Huang Jiukai secretly found an opportunity to set up a silk array around him.

In terms of real work, he may be slightly inferior, but he ranks second in this despicable method of stealing chickens and dogs, and I am afraid that no one dares to claim to be the first.

At this time, Yang Yanfeng also slowly landed from mid-air, stood beside Huang Jiukai, and couldn't help but pat the latter's back heavily

"Okay, you, you still have this hand!"

"That's not it!" Huang Jiukai replied proudly.

"It's just that I'm a little curious. Yang Yanfeng groaned, "At that time, you were in Ten Thousand Bones Withered Rong, why didn't you use this thing?"

"You're afraid you're a fool. Huang Jiukai grinned, "There were so many skeleton soldiers at that time, which one did you ask me to tie up?"

"It's also..."

While the two were chatting, Situ Hongpeng, who had just opened his teeth and claws, and was restless, suddenly fell into silence.

Huang Jiukai touched Yang Yanfeng with his elbow, "Did you say he had tossed enough and felt tired?"

Yang Yanfeng's eyebrows frowned, "Something is wrong, let's withdraw some first." ”

He grabbed Huang Jiukai's wrist with his backhand and threw it behind him, and the two stepped on the knife together, and burst back for a distance with a "bang".

The quiet Situ Hongpeng gradually stood up straight, his hands off the ground, and lifted the posture like a tiger and leopard, but his neck and head above his back drooped in front of him.