It is not simple to come to this fan, a small folding fan can actually set off a hurricane, and the scale is more ferocious than the variety tornado cast by Wang Jue.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Zhu Soul Yong and Xiaoying let this hurricane fly, they are likely to be blown hundreds of feet away at once, and no matter where they touch, the end will definitely be death.

Although Danyang and Danhong were also within the scope of this hurricane, because they were both cultivators of the Transformation Realm, this hurricane was very terrifying to ordinary mortals, and there was no threat to the two brothers and sisters.

The surrounding space seemed to be divided in an instant, and the wind and sun were still beautiful outside a radius of hundreds of zhang, but at this moment, in Zhu Xunyong's ears, there was a hurricane howling sound that pierced the eardrums.

Zhu Soul Yong was frightened, his old face instantly turned pale, and as soon as his legs were weak, he was about to sit directly on the ground, he knew very well in his heart that as long as he was blown away by the hurricane, he would definitely die, he didn't live enough, and he didn't want to die.

The palace maid Xiaoying also grabbed one of Zhu Soulyong's hands, she also saw the terrifying scene in front of her for ordinary mortals, but she was still very calm, seeing the hurricane blowing head-on, she grabbed Zhu Soulyong's arm and ran backwards.

"The courage of the little girl is commendable, but in the face of my folding fan hurricane, you can't run as an ordinary mortal, unless you can have the same cultivation as theirs, you will definitely die. ”

Chang Lai was still suspended in the air, the folding fan in his hand was gently instigated, and Xiao Ying, who looked at the rapid retreat, said indifferently.

"Carving insect Xiaojier, this hand is okay to show off in front of mortals, see how I broke your spell. ”

Seeing the hurricane rushing towards Zhu Soulyong, Zhu Danhong's expression was even more indifferent, and while speaking, he raised his hand and patted the storage bag, and a red long silk suddenly flew into the air.

The moment the red silk flew into the air, Zhu Danhong raised her hand and pointed at Chang Aya, and the long silk instantly spread out and became a red curtain hundreds of zhang long.

The red curtain of hundreds of zhang long and short is perpendicular to the ground, which looks very eye-catching and spectacular, and the hurricane wind blows on this curtain, and there is a loud 'hulala' sound.

The moment the hurricane blew, the curtain suddenly changed its shape, and the originally very vertical curtain immediately turned into a huge umbrella, and it was a giant umbrella perpendicular to the ground.

Because of Zhu Danhong's red silk, the hurricane cast by the white-faced scholar was immediately divided into two sections, and the hurricane behind the red giant umbrella was obviously much less powerful.

Even if the power is much smaller, when facing Zhu Soul Yong and Xiaoying, the power contained in it still cannot be underestimated, because the hurricane is not facing cultivators, but just two ordinary mortals.

The hurricane behind the curtain still swept away towards the two people opposite, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Zhu Soul Yong and Xiaoying.

At this moment, even if Zhu Danyang and Zhu Danhong wanted to save it again, they could only watch the aftermath of the hurricane sweep the two away.

The hurricane instantly swept the two into the air, and their bodies suddenly lost control, but even so, Xiaoying still held the long sword tightly in his hand.

Boom!

Bang, the sound sounded very dull, Zhu Soul Yong and Xiao Ying were swept away by the hurricane in the blink of an eye, and directly hit a willow tree.

Xiaoying was holding a sword in her hand, and at first, she thought she was a little contrived, until the moment when the two were about to crash into the tree, people realized that she was a real martial artist.

When the two of them collided with the willow tree, it was originally Zhu Soul Yong in front, if Zhu Soul Yong was allowed to hit the tree first, he would definitely be killed directly.

At the last moment, Xiao Ying grabbed Zhu Soul Yong's hand and suddenly pulled it in front of him, and then, Xiao Ying's body twisted in mid-air, and the positions of the two were suddenly reversed.

It can be seen from Xiao Ying's series of coherent movements just now that he is not only a martial artist, but also not an ordinary martial artist, and ordinary martial artists cannot do such difficult actions at such a critical moment.

At this moment, Xiaoying's back was directly facing the big tree that was about to hit her, her expression was very calm, obviously in her opinion, it was worth dying for the emperor.

With a bang, Xiaoying's back hit the tree entirely, Zhu Soul Yong followed the impact, and instantly hit her chest, Xiaoying's tightly closed cherry lips couldn't hold back anymore, and immediately opened, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Xiaoying, I feel very sad that you were injured in order to protect me. ”

Looking at the pale Xiaoying face to face, no matter whether Zhu Soul Yong was sincere or false, at least his face was very sincere.

"Your Majesty, don't say that, it is natural for Xiaoying to protect the emperor, as long as Your Majesty is safe and sound, Xiaoying will have no regrets in dying. ”

Zhu Xunyong's words touched Xiaoying, and as the words fell, two lines of tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes involuntarily.

Things are often like this, subordinates don't need much care from their bosses, and sometimes just a few words of comfort are enough to move their subordinates, even if they are willing to work for their bosses.

"Hey! This little girl is very loyal to the old coffin, you say you, why bother! Looking at the way you look now, I feel a little sad. ”

One of the white-faced scholars' spells didn't work, and the hanged ghost standing on the side snorted and raised his hand towards the mourning stick in front of him.

The moment the hanged ghost's finger clicked, the mourning stick suddenly changed, shook slightly in the air, turned into a little lightning in the blink of an eye, and went straight to Zhu Soul Yong and Xiao Ying, who were more than ten zhang away, and smashed down in the air.

Zhu Danhong used the red silk to crack the hurricane technique of the white-faced scholar, and immediately saw the crying and mourning stick in the distance smashing towards his father.

The moment Zhu Danhong raised his hand and grabbed the red silk in the air, the red silk changed in the blink of an eye, and the red silk, which was originally like a huge umbrella cover, returned to its original appearance in an instant.

At this moment, look at this red silk, the length is at least a dozen zhang, and one of them let her hold it in her hand, and go straight to the mourning stick that is being smashed towards the two in the distance and shake it in the air.

Under Zhu Danhong's full force, the red silk suddenly turned into a straight line, and flew above the mourning stick in the next moment, and then suddenly changed direction as if it had spirituality.

At this time, Hongya, like a spirit snake, suddenly flipped its head downward, and wrapped the mourning stick around at once, and the next moment, Zhu Danhong grabbed Hongling's hand and pulled it violently.

Because of the entanglement of the red silk, the fast-flying mourning stick suddenly stopped in the air, and seeing that Zhu Danhong was about to take away his magic weapon, the hanged ghost Chang Zai immediately became anxious.

"Little girl, you still want to take away my magic weapon?"

Seeing that the mourning stick was about to be taken away by Zhu Danhong, the hanged ghost suddenly became anxious, and immediately flew towards the mourning stick at full speed.

The hanged man was in such a hurry that he flew much faster than usual, and suddenly flew to the side of the mourning stick, and quickly reached out and grabbed the end of the stick.

"Little girl, you give Lao Tzu a hand. ”

The moment the hanged ghost grabbed the mourning stick, he immediately used his strength to feed, but it didn't come to his surprise, and the mourning stick didn't even move at all.

"The hanged ghost is always there, you're just a dead ghost, it's not good to call your brother black and white impermanence, the dead ghost still wants to compete with people, it's too whimsical. ”

Zhu Danhong was born in a royal noble, she looks graceful and elegant, and she is beautiful and dusty, but she is such a handsome and dignified beauty cultivator, and at this time, she also used the hanged ghost to open meat.

"Little girl, she looks very rare, I wanted to catch you to spend a good night together, but I didn't want to talk so badly. ”

The hanged ghost made Zhu Danhong gasp for breath, and when he was distracted a little, the crying funeral stick let the other party drag him over at least a zhang, and the hanged ghost immediately became anxious.

The hanged ghost and Zhu Danhong were in a stalemate, one was suspended in the air, the other was standing on the ground, if this continued, the hanged ghost would definitely suffer, and the hanged ghost saw that things were not good, and fell to the ground little by little.

The fighting method between Zhu Danhong and the hanged ghost is very long, but in fact, it is only a dozen breaths, and the white-faced scholar does not want to delay time here, he is worried that Wang Jue may not appear suddenly.

"Stupid, how can I have a brother like you, as soon as you come out, you will embarrass me, and a woman can't clean it up. ”

Now is the time to fight, and Chang Lai doesn't want to scold this younger brother, but he is so angry that he didn't pay attention and actually said it.

"Changlai, what you said is right, your brother is a fool, you don't want to think about it, your brother is a fool, and you, the elder brother, are not smart. Zhu Danyang was also like his sister, and he wiped out the white-faced scholar when he opened his mouth.

"Haha, smart or not, it's useless to just say it with one mouth, it's just a mule or a horse to go out and walk around. ”

The white-faced scholar is much more mature than the hanged ghost, if Zhu Danyang just said the hanged ghost, the hanged ghost would have been angry for a long time, and the white-faced scholar shook the folding fan in his hand like no one else, and said unhurriedly.

The white-faced scholar gently shook the folding fan in his hand, and said indifferently, as if he was chatting with Zhu Danyang.

But in the next moment, there was a scene that Zhu Danyang didn't even notice, the folding fan that the white-faced scholar had been gently shaking suddenly fanned towards Zhu Danyang.

The moment the white-faced scholar waved the folding fan in his hand, two immortal soldiers wearing iron armor and holding spears suddenly appeared in front of the folding fan.

Zhu Danyang didn't expect that two helpers could come out of the white-faced scholar's folding fan, and the cultivation of the two immortal soldiers couldn't be seen, and their figures were somewhat illusory.

"White-faced scholar, this is the capital you are proud of? It's just two illusory immortal soldiers, do you think they can pose a threat to me?"

The two immortal soldiers who walked down from the folding fan, without any expression on their faces, looked very dull, holding spears in their hands, and rushed straight towards Zhu Danhong.

Zhu Danyang raised his hand and patted the storage bag, a golden flying sword suddenly floated into the air, Zhu Danyang raised his hand towards the flying sword, and the flying sword immediately flew towards one of the immortal soldiers.