Seeing Ding Mingfeng leaping into the Ding family's compound, more than a dozen spirit masters of the Ximen family glanced at the heavily guarded array forces on the high wall of the Ding family, and could only sigh lightly, intending to go back.

At this time, Mu Tian rushed from behind with the Flying Feather Regiment, and he didn't stop at all, his toes hit the ground, his body rose into the air, and he shot towards the Ding family's compound.

"Come back. ”

The faces of more than a dozen spirit masters changed drastically, this group of people is too stupid and loyal, right? Even they didn't dare to break into the Ding family's compound, but they flew in without hesitation. It's not about saving people, it's about sending people to death.

Mu Tian and the others directly ignored the words of the spirit master of the Ximen clan. At this time, they had an unconcealable joy in their hearts, and they had been depressed for a whole year, and today they breathed a sigh of relief. What they were most proud of was that in front of more than a dozen spirit masters on the other side, they swaggered back to the Ding family's compound.

Looking at the high wall in front of him, Mu Tianshen's eyes changed slightly when his eyes fell on the face of the high wall guard.

At this time, the guards on the high wall of the Ding family had gloomy faces, their hands were holding their weapons urgently, the spiritual power in their bodies had already been urged, and their eyes were firmly staring at Mu Tian and the others in mid-air, ready to fight.

With a wry smile, Mu Tian's face showed a hint of self-deprecation. He never expected that the first action of the Flying Feather Regiment would come from the Ding family.

"Be careful!"

With a loud shout, Mu Tian's spiritual power surged out from his body and protected him in front of him.

Hearing Mu Tian's shouting, the Flying Feather Regiment was a little confused. In the face of your own people, what is there to be careful, fly over this high wall, and you will be absolutely safe.

With a flexible brain, he understood the problem and hurriedly urged the spiritual power in his body to protect himself.

There were still a few people, who couldn't turn around for a while, forgetting that they were wearing the clothes of the Ximen people, and in this dark night, the Ding family people could see their faces clearly.

"Brush!", Mu Tian and they landed on the high wall. Before they could stand firmly, the guards on the high wall shouted loudly and attacked one after another.

The Flying Feather Regiment naturally couldn't do anything in the face of its own family, but the Ding family on the high wall didn't know that they were members of the Flying Feather Regiment, and they all used all their strength to hit the Flying Feather Regiment.

"Stop, I'm Elder Mu. Blocking a blow, Mu Tian whispered.

"We are the Flying Feather Regiment. ”

Just as Mu Tian was whispering, the other members of the Flying Feather Regiment also whispered to the guards on the high wall.

The guards on the high wall, on the other hand, had a look of contempt on their faces, and they seemed to be more ruthless in their hands.

Seeing this scene, Mu Tian secretly complained in his heart. His group did not receive any obstruction from the Ximen clan, and successfully arrived outside the gate of Ding's house, but they did not expect to encounter a strong obstruction from their own people.

"Ahh

With a few screams, the few members of the Flying Feather Regiment who did not turn around and did not release their spiritual power were slapped by the guards on the high wall with a white palm, and a mouthful of blood spat out from their mouths, and they fell headlong under the high wall.

Hearing the screams, Mu Tian's face turned cold, and the anger in his heart rose spontaneously, and he slapped the person in front of him with a palm, and flew towards the few people who fell under the wall.

"His grandmother's, fight for them. ”

More than a dozen spiritual masters of the Ximen clan under the high wall saw Mu Tian and them fighting the high wall, and saw several people seriously injured and fell off the high wall, and they felt ashamed in their hearts. Those spirits dared to step forward to fight, but they were too frightened to take a step forward. They glanced at each other, shouted, and jumped up the wall.

The guards on the high wall are only the strength of the spirits, and only the elders who lead the team are spirit masters. In front of more than a dozen spirit masters of the Ximen family, they didn't hit it at all.

"Ahh......h

Screams rang out one after another, and the guards on the high wall were knocked down by the spirit master of the Ximen clan one after another.

From Mu Tianyue to the high wall, to the Ding family's guards being knocked down by the Ximen Clan's spirit master, it was only an instant. And Ding Mingfeng, who flew into the Ding family, was stunned because Mu Tian and others were attacked, and only after a moment did he remember that Mu Tian and the others were wearing the clothes of the Ximen family. Although it was only for a moment, many of the guards on the high wall had already been slapped with a palm.

With a flower in front of him, Ding Zhaolan appeared in front of Ding Mingfeng, glanced at the many people wearing Ximen costumes on the high wall, and glanced around Ding Mingfeng again, but did not see Ding Qianfei's shadow, her pretty face changed greatly, and she said in a trembling voice: "Mingfeng, what's the matter?

Flying Feather Regiment!

Ding Mingfeng glanced at the Flying Feather Regiment who was struggling to be resisted by the guards on the high wall, and said with a wry smile: "Those who were stopped by the guards are." ”

With a slight frown, Ding Zhaolan's face turned angry, staring at the guards who had been knocked down, her pretty face gloomy like a dark cloud in the sky.

Seeing Ding Zhaolan's suddenly gloomy face, he knew that Ding Zhaolan had misunderstood, and said softly: "Patriarch, those heavy-handed ones are the spiritual masters of the Ximen family. I'll tell you more about it later. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and shouted to the guards on the high wall, "Withdraw!"

Although the guards on the high wall were beaten badly, none of them retreated, they knew that once the Ximen family attacked the Ding family's compound, it would be a situation where the family would be ruined. So they are all fighting for their lives. At this time, when they heard Ding Mingfeng's order, they were all stunned on the high wall, and a trace of doubt flashed in their eyes.

The guards on the high wall didn't understand why Ding Mingfeng was at such a critical juncture, but he asked them to take the initiative to retreat, didn't this let the wolf into the house? However, they didn't dare to violate the family rules of the Ding family, sighed lightly, glanced at the flying feather group wearing Ximen's clothes, hesitated slightly, and flew down the high wall.

"Huh?"

The spirit master of the Ximen family, who was fighting, suddenly saw that the Ding family members jumped off the high wall and returned to the Ding family's compound, and his heart was puzzled, and he didn't know what tricks the Ding family was going to play.

"Whoosh!

Just when the spirit master of the Ximen clan was wondering, two sounds of breaking wind sounded from the courtyard of the Ding family, and the figures flickered, and two figures appeared on the high wall.

A petite figure greeted him. And a burly, vigorous momentum emanates from its body, and standing there gives people the feeling of a small mountain.

"Ding Mingfeng, Ding Zhaolan. ”

Standing on the high wall, the spirit master of the Simon clan swept his gaze over the two and immediately recognized who they were.

"Since you know us, don't get out of here. Ding Mingfeng's eyes widened and he said sharply, "With your strength, you are not qualified to fight us head-on." ”

Hearing this, the Ximen Spirit Release Master frowned slightly, and said with a gloomy face: "Elder Ding, you are too conceited. With the strength of a dozen of us, we have a fifty percent chance of winning against you. ”

"Try it. ”

As he spoke, Ding Mingfeng shook his palms, and silver spiritual power suddenly appeared on his palms. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the spirit master opposite, and a cold aura emanated from his body, and instantly enveloped the spirit master.

The spirit master shuddered, his face changed slightly, and he took a step back.

Feeling the fluctuation of Ding Mingfeng's powerful spiritual power, a smile surged on Ding Zhaolan's pretty face, her slender hand shook slightly, and the silver spiritual power also gathered on her white and tender palm, and suddenly a coercion spread from her as the center to all around.

Feeling Ding Zhaolan's coercion, Ximen Soul Master's face changed slightly. As spirit masters, they are only one level different from Ding Zhaolan, but they still have a little palpitations in their hearts in the face of Ding Zhaolan's spirit lord's coercion, which shows the huge difference in the strength of a level.

Glancing at each other, the Ximen Spirit Release Master exchanged glances, and one of them looked at Ding Zhaolan's team and said coldly: "Patriarch Ding, if you hurt Ximen Hong, the entire Ding family will prepare to bury him!"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the Feiyu Tuan, and shouted: "Withdraw! Today's humiliation, when the Ding family is destroyed, it will be ten times back." ”

After speaking, the spirit master of the Ximen clan flew down the high wall and swept away into the distance.

When he ran out of the way, he found that Mu Tian and the others did not follow, and the spirit master of the Ximen clan was puzzled, stopped his body, turned around and looked back.

At this time, Mu Tian under the high wall had just stopped the injuries of several members of the Flying Feather Regiment who had been knocked down by the high wall guards.

As soon as there was a flower in front of him, a petite figure appeared in front of Mu Tian, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he revealed a jade hand like a white lotus, and a pale green spiritual power surged up from his palm.

"Qianfei, come just in time, treat their injuries immediately. ”

Seeing the person coming clearly, Mu Tian put the injured Flying Feather Regiment member in his hand flat on the ground.

Ding Qianfei put her pale green jade hand on the body of the injured member of the regiment, and a trace of pale green spiritual power drilled into the body of the injured member and did a simple treatment.

When the spirit master of the Ximen clan saw Mu Tian and them healing on the spot, he couldn't help but shake his head and scolded secretly: "Is there something wrong with that kid, isn't he looking for death when he heals there?"

"It's really looking for death, you see. One of the spirit masters looked at Mu Tian and said indifferently.

Hearing this, the other spirit masters also turned their eyes to Mu Tian, and their hearts suddenly cooled to the bottom.

Ding Mingfeng and Ding Zhaolan on the high wall jumped down under the gaze of the spirit master of the Ximen clan and stopped beside Mu Tian and them.

Of course, the spirit caster in Ximen didn't know that Mu Tian was originally an important member of the Ding family. In their eyes, Mu Tian and the others fell into the hands of Ding Zhaolan, and they would definitely die.

With his brows furrowed, Ximen Soul Master lowered his head and pondered: A rare talent like Mu Tian, dying in the hands of Ding Zhaolan is a big loss for the Ximen family. But to save it, I'm afraid it won't be enough with their strength.

After thinking for a moment, they glanced at each other, nodded slightly, and at the same time took out a signal canister and slowly raised it above their heads.