Fu Yun, who was caught off guard, suddenly had a "close contact" with her back.

Fu Yun hurriedly took two steps back like an electric shock, and was about to open his mouth to apologize, but was cut off by Fu Qingxuan: "Shhhh

Fu Yun quickly shut his mouth.

"There's a battle below, follow me and take a look. ”

The two of them crept to the ground, and with the help of the cover of the lush trees, they soon reached the direction where the prestige was spreading.

Through the gaps in the branches and leaves, Fu Yun saw that there were several beasts and several people fighting fiercely in the glade in front of him.

No, to be specific, it was five people who surrounded a spirit beast.

This spirit beast looks very distinctive, with two horns on its head, a bird's head and a deer body, and a leopard-patterned snake tail, which Fu Yun recognized at a glance.

The scythe, one of the rumored fastest spirit animals, is also due to this feature, and is often caught as a mount.

Fu Yun looked at it at a glance, and the five people who stood in a circle to besiege the flying sickle were the ones he knew who had previously collected "protection fees".

Among the five, the young man in white stood on the periphery of the battle circle, with his hands behind his back, overlooking the audience.

The woman in red, the man in blue, and the brawny man in the short coat formed horns, each swinging their blades at the limbs of the scythe, disturbing its mind.

The flying scythe was overwhelmed by their rotational attacks, and suddenly let out a long howl, and three cyan wind blades were immediately generated on the two horns, and they swept towards the three of them.

At this moment, I saw a red cloud suddenly appear on the head of the flying sickle.

Fang Ye descended from the sky and rode onto the back of the scythe, grabbing its horns with both hands. No matter how much the scythe shook, it couldn't shake him out.

Fu Yun: "It looks like they're going to succeed." ”

Fu Qingxuan pouted in the other direction: "Not necessarily." ”

Fu Yun looked over and didn't see anything, but two or three unusual reflective points caught his attention.

It seemed to be the reflection of some kind of metal, and Fu Yun immediately thought that it was obviously because of some metal products on the clothing.

"There's someone hiding over there. “

Fu Qingxuan glared angrily: "Be quiet!"

Fu Yun hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands and nodded.

Just as they were communicating softly, the flying sickle had been crushed to the ground by Fang Ye, unable to move.

The other four stepped forward, but before they could move, they suddenly heard a loud shout from the bushes.

"Spirit beasts stay, you can get out!"

Several rays of blazing red flame light burst out, attacking the four of them respectively.

Shao Baichi, Qin Hong, and Luo Lan hurriedly dodged to the side, and Mu Xinyang, who was relatively bulky, dodged a little slowly, and was scratched by the red flame on his arm, and his skin immediately turned black, and wisps of white smoke were emitting.

Seeing this, Fu Yun's eyes froze: "This flame ......"

This strong man he had fought before, and his strength was very strong, but he was easily injured by this flowing flame, which really surprised him.

Fu Qingxuan immediately recognized it: "Flowing Cloud Flame!"

Hearing this name, Fu Yun's mind subconsciously jumped out of the name of a sect.

Fu Yun glanced at it and saw several people walking out of the bushes shot out of the flowing flames, all dressed in pure white power suits, with exquisite cloud patterns embroidered on their chests.

"This pattern...... Sure enough, it's someone from Liuyun Pavilion!"

Fu Yun frowned secretly.

In the Saibei Empire, there are many martial arts families or immortal cultivators in the four large cities of Xishan City, Nanling Pass, Xilin Fort, and Central Plains City, but among them, the strongest and most prestigious is the Liuyun Pavilion of Central Plains City.

This can be seen from the number of places for the entrance examination issued by the Xuanwu Sect each time. The number of places that each martial arts family or sect can get is basically ranging from two to five, but Liuyun Pavilion can get a full ten places every time.

I didn't expect that this famous Liuyun Pavilion would also do such a shameless thing as robbing monsters!

Fu Yun almost wanted to jump out and spray a few words at them, but he held down Fu Qingxuan, who was quick-eyed.

"What are you doing? Be careful not to be discovered!"

Shao Baichi's team saw the badges on the costumes of several people opposite, and their faces suddenly became ugly.

"You are ......"

The spear in the hand of the person who walked in the front on the opposite side shook and pointed at them from afar: "Don't talk nonsense, our third young master has taken a fancy to this flying sickle, and the sensible one will serve it with both hands." ”

Not far behind him, a young man in white in rich clothes, surrounded by several people, was looking at them with a smile.

"Third Young Master...... Are you Yunqing?"

Yun Qing, the third son of the Pavilion Master of Liuyun Pavilion, the ninefold realm of the Qi refining period, the leader of the younger generation in the pavilion, obtained the qualification for this Xuanwu Sect escort.

Shao Baichi swept away, plus Yun Qing, there were nine people in Liuyun Pavilion, and all of them were not weak in cultivation.

In normal times, their team still has the possibility of maneuvering with skillful cooperation, but at the moment they are not in good shape......

However, he was not such an easy person to retreat, he took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Mere Liuyun Pavilion, are you ready to challenge our Xuanwu Sect?"

Yun Qing sneered: "Cut, the tone is not small, a few of you outer disciples represent the Xuanwu Sect? Since you don't want to leave, don't think about leaving!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and waved it forward.

Immediately five people rushed out from behind him, and swept straight towards Shao Baichi.

For a while, the dust was flying, the blades of grass were falling, and the scene became chaotic.

The people who joined the battle group in Liuyun Pavilion were similar to Shao Baichi's cultivation, but they had previously spent a lot of effort to capture the flying sickle, and under the advantages of each other, they were immediately forced to retreat and had to give up the prey in their hands.

Yun Qing stepped forward and stepped on the flying sickle, and said proudly: "Didn't you have a hard mouth just now?

When Fu Qingxuan saw this scene, he couldn't help frowning.

Fu Yun's body shrank back, afraid of being affected by the battle.

"Fourth sister, it's dangerous here, are we ......?"

Before the words "withdraw first" were spoken, Fu Yun was stunned by the heroine's actions.

I saw Fu Qingxuan suddenly raise his hand, and a move "Wind Feather" floated in the direction of the melee.

Eldest sister, you're going to poke a hornet's nest!

Immediately afterward, he saw that the "Wind Feather" dragging the cyan streamer seemed to have eyes, changing direction several times in the air, coquettishly bypassing everyone in the fierce battle, and shooting straight at the scythe's ass.

Fu Yun couldn't help but gasp.

Such a delicate technique of manipulating immortal power is not at all something that an immortal cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm can master!

The heroine deserves to be the heroine, and the speed of growth in strength is not at all imaginable by ordinary people.

Wow - Wow - Wow -

The flying scythe, which had already been subdued and fell to the ground, was stimulated by the severe pain, and suddenly jumped up, accompanied by a terrible howl, countless cyan wind blades instantly erupted around his body, shooting out chaotically in all directions.