Originally, the focus of the audience had been on the battle between Feng Qi and Feng Liu, but at this moment, many people suddenly turned their eyes on Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen, feeling the murderous momentum, everyone's hearts were shocked, and their expressions changed greatly.

"They...... Are they trying to kill the Eight Holy Sons?"

If it had been placed in the past, these people would definitely not have such a ridiculous idea, but the scene of Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen joining forces to hit Feng Ba hard just now was still vivid, which made them have to believe that these two outsiders were ruthless and could really do anything.

And at this moment, there were five Changhong galloping in the distant sky, all of them full of anger, and the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Yuan Ying fluctuated in all directions, and they jointly exerted pressure, like a huge palm with five fingers open, towards Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen.

"Bold fanatics, dare to hurt my Feng Sect Holy Son!" As the five Changhongs approached, an angry shout came.

"It's the people of Balang Peak, it seems that today's events are going to get bigger and bigger. "There are many people present who have some very knowledgeable people, and after seeing the figures in the five Changhong, some people spread words and discussed.

This Balang Peak is Feng Ba's territory, and the five people who came were the people of Feng Ba's own forces, and after getting the news, they immediately rushed over as fast as possible.

But with only five Yuanying Great Perfection monks, if they want to stop Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen, I am afraid that it is not enough, at this moment, Qiao Yuan turned over his hand and took out a tattered leaf fan from the storage ring, and the spiritual power in the dantian surged, surging out, and immediately ignited three small clusters of flames on the fan surface.

"Not only hurt him, but I also want to kill him!" Without looking at the tricks performed by these five people together, Qiao Yuan let out some cruel words, directly waved the Flowing Moon Fan, and slammed away.

As soon as these cruel words came out, it was no less than the storm set off by the fire of the Flowing Moon Fan, and immediately set off an uproar all around, and most people were indignant and scolded Qiao Yuan for being arrogant and presumptuous, but no one dared to step out of the resistance, after all, his strength really shocked the audience.

Only the five Yuanying Great Perfection monks who came did not retreat, and rushed directly towards the monstrous flames, although the terrifying high temperature emitted from the flames made people tremble, but the Holy Son was in danger, and they had to do their best to stop it.

It was precisely because of this delay that Feng Ba breathed a sigh of relief, with a fierce glint in his eyes, took out a large handful of pills and swallowed them, and the whole person's originally sluggish aura immediately grew wildly.

"Little bastard, if you want to kill me, you are not qualified enough! I will peel you to the bone later, and then ravage your woman in front of you, haha......"

Feng Hachi stood up, and the whole person looked up like a madman and laughed, the appearance of that smile was extremely hideous and terrifying, so that the people around him would shudder when they heard it.

At the same time, I don't know what pill he swallowed, most of the injuries on his body were healed in an instant, and his breath reached its peak in an instant, and the cultivation in the early stage of soul transformation spread out with a bang, except for the wind seven and wind eight fighting in the sky, he was enough to crush the whole field.

Qiao Yuan's expression was cold, and he didn't say a word, and those who were familiar with him would know that Qiao Yuan was the most dangerous at this moment.

The action just now, the words stimulated, it was not that Qiao Yuan liked to "convince people with his mouth", but that he still didn't understand this Feng Sect, and he couldn't figure out the bottom line of the head of the Feng Sect, and now, the head of the Feng Sect has not yet appeared, and it is no wonder that Qiao Yuan is ruthless.

With a mouth open, the Ten Thousand Forbidden Towers spun and flew out, and the power of the prohibition covered the earth, enveloping the deep pit where Feng Eight was, and completely sealing it up.

As soon as the void in his right hand was grasped, the silver cloud-breaking spear flashed out, and the moon power flowed, enveloping the whole body to form a majestic armor, Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen glanced at each other, their hearts were connected, and the two immediately disappeared in place.

Feng Hachi suddenly stopped laughing maniacally, and there was a chill in his eyes, and his intuition told him that something was wrong.

Looking up at the pitch-black tower, he cultivated to condense, and shot a wind palm in the air, and the boom rippled away, hitting the tower body, but he couldn't shake the black tower for half a minute.

Feng Ba's body moved, and he galloped, trying to rush out of the pit, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

He let out a low roar, unfolded several magical powers, and hit the barrier, but at most, it made the barrier shake non-stop, and if he wanted to blast it open, he obviously couldn't do it in a short time.

You must know that every prohibition in this Ten Thousand Forbidden Towers is from the Immortal Realm, although Qiao Yuan's cultivation is still low, and the forbidden manufacturing attainment is not enough, but in the ten years in the Yao Immortal Palace, he has also studied some fur, and using this "fur" at this moment is not something that a Soul Transformation Realm monk in the Nether Realm can blast open.

At the same time, just when Feng Ba was a little anxious and flustered, Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen suddenly appeared, one in front of the other, one with a gun, the other with an axe, and attacked from the flank.

The pupils of Feng Ba's eyes shrank suddenly, and before he had time to think, he immediately spurted out a mouthful of essence blood and roared, "Baiyue Wind Domain!"

Streams of air emanated from him, turning into a violent wind that enveloped him in a hundred square feet, causing Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen's speed to stagnate, but Feng Ba knew that this move would not be able to stop the two of them, so he pinched his hands again and roared.

"Turning the Wind into Battle!"

The sound came out, and Feng Ba's body was blurred, and gradually disappeared in place, as if the whole person had turned into a violent wind.

Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen's eyes froze, and they suddenly felt that something was wrong, and they immediately stepped back in unison.

But at this moment, Qiao Yuan's eight body figures condensed behind him, and a cold voice came coldly.

"Give me death!"

As the words came, Feng Ba raised his hand and pointed at Qiao Yuan's heart, the distance that was close at hand was basically unavoidable.

Qiao Yuan's eyes showed decisiveness and madness, since he couldn't avoid it, let's go and see who had the stronger endurance, he retracted his left arm and hit Feng Ba's chest with his elbow.

With one finger and one elbow, the power carried by either side is devastating, and neither of them has room to retreat.

But when that finger was less than an inch away from Qiao Yuan's heart, and Qiao Yuan's elbow was less than two inches away from Feng Ba's chest, a touch of unwillingness flashed in Feng Ba's eyes, and under the gritting of his teeth, his figure suddenly disappeared, as if it had returned into an uncontrollable wind.

At the critical moment, he still didn't dare to fight for his life, after all, in his heart, he was the holy son of the Feng Sect, and the other party was just an outsider, and it was not cost-effective to exchange his own life for the other party's life.

An elbow shot into the air, Qiao Yuan's expression did not change at all, and he galloped back and shouted to Ling Wanchen, "Wanchen, quickly exit this wind domain." ”

Ling Wanchen naturally knew that staying in this wind domain would be very passive, so she didn't hesitate at all, and galloped back.

But at this moment, the figure of the Eight Ghosts of the Wind condensed a foot away from her, accompanied by a gloomy voice, which made Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen's hearts suddenly cold.

"It's a pity, beauty!"

With the experience of the last defeat, Feng Ba did not approach Ling Wanchen this time, but threw a short sword from his sleeve and quickly stabbed at her dantian.

Ling Wanchen's beautiful eyes widened suddenly, and he didn't have time to dodge and defend, so he had to watch the short sword stab at him like a poisonous snake.

The pupils of Qiao Yuan's eyes were extremely dilated, reflecting the deadly short sword, his mind boomed, and he directly let out a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

"How dare you!"

The distance between the two is no more than a hundred zhang, if it is placed in normal times, it can be reached in the blink of an eye, but at this moment, this hundred zhang distance is like a ravine between life and death, no matter how fast it is, it is impossible to be faster than the short sword in the eight sleeves of the wind.

The tip of the sword was sharp, and it instantly broke through Ling Wanchen's talisman spirit cover, piercing her skin that seemed to be blown, but was actually extremely tough, and sank into her abdomen.

If it were someone else, I was afraid that in an instant, I would be pierced through the body by the short sword, shattering the dantian, but Ling Wanchen was in the bloodline of the God of War, and the strength of his body had reached the point where he was about to break the shackles, and because of this, the short sword did not kill with one blow, so that Qiao Yuan arrived in time, grabbed the hilt of the short sword with one hand, and hugged Ling Wanchen, who was hit hard, with the other.

His hands were covered with blood, stained with red clothes, Qiao Yuan's heartbeat seemed to stop beating all of a sudden, his brain was blank, looking at Ling Wanchen, whose face was pale and dying, and his red lips were squirming but he couldn't speak, his fingers trembled, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Wan Chen...... Wanchen, hold on...... Hold on!"

There was a thunderclap in his head, Qiao Yuan's eyes were red, and he immediately took out a large handful of healing pills and fed her to take them, and at the same time, he pressed his left hand on Ling Wanchen's abdomen, and a stream of gentle spiritual power was sent in, wanting to stabilize her injuries.

Ling Wanchen tried her best not to close her eyes, but the pain in her body and the feeling of weakness after the heavy blow in the dantian continued to rise, slowly drowning her will, making her eyelids heavier and heavier, and gradually about to close.

At this moment, Feng Ba, who had succeeded in one blow, seized this opportunity, pinched the trick with both hands, and directly cast a magical power to hit Qiao Yuan.

The supernatural power turned into a tornado, constricting the surrounding wind area, condensing an almost substantial wind dragon, roaring and opening its mouth to swallow the two of them.

In this regard, Qiao Yuan still tried his best to stabilize Ling Wanchen's injuries as if he didn't know, but Ling Wanchen saw the wind dragon coming from behind Qiao Yuan, her dim and slightly closed eyes widened like a return to light, and she pushed Qiao Yuan with all her strength and spoke.

"Be careful, husband!"

"You're going to be fine. Qiao Yuan's eyes were as gentle as water, staring at Ling Wanchen, his right hand gently combing the scattered green silk on her forehead behind her ears, not caring about the amazing wind dragon at all.

At this moment, almost all the onlookers who saw this scene thought that Qiao Yuan and the others were already mortal, and even Feng Qi, who was fighting fiercely in the sky, saw it, his expression changed greatly, and his eyes showed panic, and he shouted.

"Stop it, they're the Great Elder......"

Before the words were finished, the hideous wind dragon had already engulfed Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen, thinking that their end would be shattered, but everyone present was shocked, and it was unbelievable that in the mouth of the wind dragon, Qiao Yuan and the others were unscathed.

"You ......" Feng Ba's eyes widened suddenly, staring at Qiao Yuan in disbelief, and his heart immediately set off a stormy wave.

Qiao Yuan turned his head slowly, his eyes that exuded a gentle gaze gradually became cold, and finally turned into indifference, until he was ruthless, and the two golden rays became more and more intense, filling his pupils, and looking at Feng Ba at a glance, making his heart tremble, and there was a rare panic and fear emotion.

At this moment, Qiao Yuan immediately gave him a different feeling, as if he was a completely different person, and in one word, that is, "extremely dangerous".

Qiao Yuan's heart moved, and he directly sent Ling Wanchen into the space bead, and told Cang Tai to heal her injuries, and then he slowly turned around, facing Feng Ba, and the words came out like ice blades.

"You...... Damn!"