"Wind White Dragon, you have to pick it up!" As he spoke, Jun Xuehan grabbed Tang Yuehua's hand and gradually let go.

The height of the sect of the Wind Sword Sect is not low, Tang Yuehua is just an ordinary person, from this height, he fell straight down, even if he didn't die, it was estimated that he was not far from death.

"Yuehua!"

Feng Bailong looked at Tang Yuehua who fell straight down, and his eyes couldn't help but widen, but before he could make any moves, he saw the bodies of the ghost and Yueguan leaning together, and the soul rings on their bodies were constantly flickering.

"Bipolar Static Realm!"

An invisible fluctuation emanated from the bodies of the ghost and Yueguan, in the realm, everything seemed to be still, Tang Yuehua's body was frozen in mid-air, and the body of the wind white dragon was frozen in place.

"You'd better worry about it, yourself." Jun Xuehan's figure, in a few flickeres, appeared in front of the wind white dragon.

When snatching Yue Yi and Mo Chen in the hands of the Wind White Dragon, Jun Xuehan raised his leg and swept out with one leg, knocking the Wind White Dragon's body away.

The effect of the polar static realm disappeared, and the wind white dragon looked at Tang Yuehua who was falling, without any hesitation, and went directly in the direction of Tang Yuehua, and reached out to catch Tang Yuehua who was falling.

"Daddy." Yue Yi looked at Jun Xuehan who was holding herself in her arms, her eyes were slightly red, and tears appeared faintly in her eyes.

"Okay, okay, Yueyi doesn't cry, isn't there a father here." Jun Xuehan stretched out her hand and gently wiped the tears that faintly appeared in Yue Yi's eyes, and comforted softly.

Before Jun Xuehan could appease Yueyi, he heard a cry from below.

"Wow...... Lord, you have come all the way to save us. Mo Chen hugged Jun Xuehan's legs, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

Accompanied by Mochen's crying, it seemed to have a chain reaction, and Yue Yi also cried a little aggrieved, rubbing her little head on Jun Xuehan's body, constantly rubbing.

"Hey, boy, a dignified seven-foot man, bleeding without tears, what do you have to cry about." Jun Xuehan glanced at Mo Chen a little speechlessly, and then put his eyes on Yue Yi's body and comforted him softly.

Qianrenxue's figure, in a few flickeres, appeared in front of Jun Xuehan, reached out to take Yue Yi in Jun Xuehan's arms, and gently patted Yue Yi's back.

"Mom, he doesn't give Yueyi food, Yueyi is so hungry now." Yue Yi entered Qianrenxue's arms and said while snorting aggrievedly.

"Don't cry, don't cry, when the matter here is resolved, we'll go to dinner." Qian Lingxue wiped the tears on Yueyi's face with her hand, and her tone was full of watery tenderness.

On the other side, after catching the falling Tang Yuehua, Feng Bailong blocked Tang Yuehua with his body, and looked closely at Bibi Dong, Qiandaoliu, Jun Xuehan, Qianrenxue and others.

"The misfortune is not as good as the family, the crime is not as good as the sect, I Feng Bailong does things alone, one person is responsible, let Yuehua and them leave, no matter what the consequences are, I will bear it with all my might." The flying sword in Feng Bailong's hand was waved, and the momentum of his whole body emanated without reservation, and there was even more determination in his eyes.

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

Bibi Dong sneered, his eyes quietly looked at the wind white dragon in front of him, and the other offerings in the worship hall surrounded the wind white dragon in silence.

"Feng Bailong, since you know that the disaster will not affect your family, why do you want to attack my daughter who has not yet awakened the martial spirit! Wind White Dragon, you've crossed the line! The silver dragon spear in Jun Xuehan's hand trembled slightly, and the spear flowers bloomed at the tip of the spear.

Seeing this, Mochen let go of Jun Xuehan very knowingly, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and silently stepped aside.

Hearing this, Feng Bailong was silent, but the soul ring under his feet flickered one after another, and the flying sword in his hand bloomed with huge soul power fluctuations.

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

On the silver dragon spear in Jun Xuehan's hand, the element of flame appeared, and under the feet of Bibi Dong, Qiandaoliu, Golden Crocodile, Ghost, Yueguan, and other offerings, there were soul rings flickering one after another.

"Sixth Soul Skill: Vampire Spider Thorn!"

"Ninth Soul Technique: Angel Judgment!"

"Ninth Soul Skill: Kill!"

"Ninth Soul Skill: Hell Spirit!"

"Ninth Soul Skill: Chrysanthemum remnants, wounds all over the ground, flowers fall and people break their intestines!"

With the wave of the silver spear in Jun Xuehan's hand, flames like meteor showers flew towards the direction of the wind white dragon. And immediately after that, there were the major soul skills, heading towards the position of the wind white dragon.

With a loud bang, the ground trembled slightly, dense cracks, and powerful soul power fluctuations, producing circles of energy ripples, centered on the position of the wind white dragon, and constantly spreading towards the surroundings.

Wherever the energy ripples passed, cracks appeared on the ground, and the mountain gate of the Wind Sword Sect collapsed, kicking up a sky full of dust.

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

Hearing this, Qian Lingxue's martial soul retracted, looked at Yue Yi, and said softly: "They went to repent, Yue Yi, aren't you hungry?" Mommy takes you home for dinner. ”

Qianyue's voice was very calm, without any waves, as if it was a gust of breeze, giving people a comfortable feeling.

And Yue Yi nodded her little head and kept rubbing it on Qianrenxue's body.

The others also withdrew their martial spirits and walked up to Yue Yi and looked up and down, especially Bibi Dong and Qiandaoliu, as if they were afraid that Yue Yi would be injured.

"Let the people from the Martial Spirit Main Hall and the Wind and Snow Main Pavilion deal with the affairs of the Wind Sword Sect, and let's go back first." Jun Xuehan said softly.

Bibi Dong and the others glanced at the Wind Sword Sect, and didn't say anything, so they happily agreed. And Jun Xuehan used the ability of the soul bone to open a spatial crack in front of him.

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

And after everyone left, the people of the Martial Spirit Main Hall and the Wind and Snow Main Pavilion dealt with the affairs of the Wind Sword Sect, and those who were willing to join the Martial Spirit Palace, or the people of the Wind and Snow Pavilion stayed, and those who were unwilling to join were to let them leave.

The originally huge Wind Sword Sect also disappeared from the mainland at this time, and the people from other sects, when they rushed to the Wind Sword Sect again, looking at the situation of the Wind Sword Sect, they left in a huff, and they had no intention of taking a piece of the pie.

After all, if you want to take a piece of the pie from the hands of the Martial Spirit Palace, you have to see if you have the strength in your own sect. And it is obvious that in their sect, they do not have the ability and strength to take a piece of the pie from the hands of the Wuhun Palace.

(End of chapter)