From the time he approached the whirlwind spaceship, Wen Feng's brows furrowed, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face, he actually had a palpitation at the moment, yes, it was palpitations, panic, and the reason for his palpitations...... It was from the cabin that he felt a breath in the cabin, a breath that made his heart palpitate......

Wuxiang and the others looked very arrogant, pointing at Li Tianqi and scolding.

Li Tianqi's expression was very calm, and he couldn't see the slightest anger, so he stood on the deck, quietly looking at Wuxiang and others, and turned a deaf ear to Wuxiang's insults.

Gu Xiang's face was a little ugly, but she didn't speak.

"Shut up for me!" Wen Feng suddenly snorted.

Wuxiang and the others were stunned for a moment, and looked at Wen Feng suspiciously: "Ancestor...... You ......"

"Shut up!" Wen Feng's face sank.

Wu Xiang and the others suddenly lost their voices......

Wen Feng took a deep breath, and then said to the cabin of the Whirlwind spaceship, "Can this hidden Taoist friend show up?"

"Huh?" Wuxiang and the others suddenly showed a trace of surprise on their faces, why? There were still people in the cabin? Why didn't they sense it? Wuxiang and the others scanned the cabin with their divine senses, but they didn't find anyone...... Just when Wuxiang and the others were puzzled, a fierce and incomparable divine consciousness suddenly burst out of the cabin, and directly slammed back the Wuxiang people's divine sense.

"Ahh

Wuxiang and the others all fell from the air to the ground, and then they all held their heads and screamed, the sound was so miserable that it was terrifying.

Wen Feng's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly flew back.

"It's too late!" a figure flew out of the cabin. The speed of the body is unbelievable, and in an instant, he came to the front of Wen Feng, and the figure stretched out a hand. Quickly slapped down on Wenfeng's chest, the palm wind cut through the air, making a sharp sound, and from the sound, you can know how powerful the palm of the figure is.

Wen Feng roared angrily and threw out a shield violently.

"Bang!"

The figure's palm slammed against the shield with a deafening loud sound.

"Huh?" the figure let out a cry of surprise, "This shield is good." You can actually catch my blow!" Listening to the voice, this figure is clearly a woman, take a closer look. It was Tianfeng, she had been staying in the cabin, and Tianfeng didn't pay the slightest attention to the monks who kept coming out to intercept along the way. She was dismissive. The highest cultivation of those monks who came to intercept was only in the Transformation Stage, most of them were in the Yuan Infant Stage, these monks were like ants in Tianfeng's eyes, and they couldn't attract Tianfeng's attention at all, until they ...... just now Tianfeng suddenly felt a familiar aura, which was unique to the Scattered Immortals...... Tianfeng finally got interested, and flew out of the cabin directly to deal with Wen Feng, Tian Feng wanted to destroy Wen Feng in a few moves. Who knew that in the end, it was blocked by a shield, and Tianfeng took a closer look. found that this shield was suddenly a spiritual treasure, a defensive spiritual treasure, the spiritual treasure itself is very few, and the defensive spiritual treasure is even less, even Tianfeng himself, and there is no defensive spiritual treasure...... Now that he has discovered the difference between the shields, Tianfeng certainly can't let it go.

Under the resistance of the shield, Wen Feng quickly flew back, and in the blink of an eye, he retreated dozens of feet away.

"This shield is good, I want it. Tianfeng smiled slightly, reached out and grabbed the shield lightly, and grabbed the shield in his hand.

"Buzz ......"

The shield trembled violently, trying to break free from Tianfeng's grasp, but how could Tianfeng let the treasure in his hand escape?

"Dare to struggle!" Tianfeng snorted coldly, and suddenly increased the strength of his fingers.

"Buzz ......"

The amplitude of the shield's trembling immediately became faint...... In a few moments, the shield was completely immobile.

"Small!" Tianfeng slapped his shield hard.

"Huh!"

The shield immediately began to shrink and eventually became the size of a finger.

With a wave of Tianfeng's big sleeves, he put away the smaller shield.

"My Purple Cloud Shield!" Wen Feng's face turned white suddenly, and his eyes erupted with fierce anger, Ziyun Shield was obtained by Wen Feng at a great cost, cultivated for thousands of years, and was the most relied on treasure of Wen Feng, who knew that it was taken away by someone at this moment, and it was taken away in front of him, Wen Feng was not to mention how annoyed, but he was also angry, and he didn't dare to rush up to snatch it, because he knew that he was not Tianfeng's opponent, from Tianfeng's appearance, Wen Feng saw Tianfeng's true cultivation, the eighth turn of the scattered immortal, yes, it was the eighth turn of the scattered immortal, Wen Feng never dreamed that he would meet the eighth turn of the scattered immortal...... Moreover, this eighth turn of the scattered immortal is still Li Tianqi's helper...... Wen Feng knew that this time the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect was in big trouble.

"Ziyun Shield?The shield just now is called Ziyun Shield?" Tianfeng nodded: "Yes, this name is good! I like it! Ziyun Shield, haha...... Yes, that's good!"

At this time, Wuxiang and the others had already relieved themselves, and they all got up and flew to Wen Feng's side: "Ancestor...... We ......"

"You step aside, the enemy is very strong, you are not an opponent!" Wen Feng said in a deep voice: "Even I am not the opponent of the other party!"

"Huh?" Wuxiang's face suddenly changed greatly: "Ancestor...... You...... You're not kidding us, are you......? You're no match for the other side either?"

"Do you think I'm still in the mood to joke with you now?" Wen Feng twitched cheeky: "The other party is the eighth turn scattered immortal, I am not an opponent at all!"

"What?Eighth Turning Scattered Immortal?" Wuxiang and the others were dumbfounded.

Wen Feng no longer ignored Wuxiang and others, he looked up at Tianfeng: "This fellow Daoist...... I don't know what to call it?"

"You don't deserve to know my name. Tianfeng said lightly.

A trace of anger suddenly flashed on Wen Feng's face, but he was quickly suppressed by him.

Li Tianqi, who was standing on the deck of the spaceship, secretly shouted "Okay", he was worthy of being a scattered immortal of the eighth turn, and he was domineering when he spoke! If he has to work hard in the future, he must be as domineering as Tianfeng, and the oppressive enemy will not be able to breathe.

At this moment, Li Tianqi couldn't follow Tianfeng's domineering spirit, but he could fake the tiger's might, he straightened his chest, pointed at the literary style and scolded: "Bald donkey, aren't you very sassy?

was despised by Tianfeng, Wen Feng can still endure it, who called him inferior to Tianfeng, but Li Tianqi ridiculed him, so Wen Feng couldn't stand it, what's the matter? A little monk in the Transformation Stage dared to call me out? It's even the other way around! Wen Feng's eyes were cold: "Stinky boy, I think you're tired and crooked!" After speaking, Wen Feng slapped at Li Tianqi.

"Huhuhu......"

The mighty palm wind immediately whistled and attacked Li Tianqi.

"Dare to do it in front of me!" Tianfeng snorted coldly, and with a wave of his big hand, a hurricane wind appeared out of thin air, directly hitting the mighty palm wind.

In a blink of an eye.

The hurricane and the palm wind slammed together......

"Boom ......"

There was an earth-shattering bang, and the palm wind was directly shattered, but the hurricane wind was unharmed, and the style of writing was far worse than that of Tianfeng.

"Whoosh!" After the hurricane defeated the palm wind, the speed kept attacking towards the wind of the text.

Wen Feng raised his eyebrows, turned his wrist, and there was an emerald green fan in his palm, Wen Feng blew on the fan, and the fan immediately spun around, and in the blink of an eye, the fan grew more than ten times larger, turning into a huge fan, "Hey!" Wen Feng held the handle of the fan with both hands and slapped it fiercely.

"Huhuhu......"

A gust of wind immediately blew all around, and this gust of wind directly enveloped the oncoming gale......

"Crackling ......"

There was a loud explosion in the wind......

"Huh?" Tianfeng's eyes narrowed: "You kid is not good at cultivation, but there are a lot of treasures on your body." ”

Wen Feng held the fan and kept fanning, and the radius of dozens of miles was covered by the wind, and the scene was very spectacular......

Although the hurricane struck out by Tianfeng was very powerful, it could not withstand the continuous attack of the wind, and after holding on for a stick of incense, the hurricane was torn apart by the wind and disappeared......

After tearing apart the hurricane, the surrounding winds converged, and then roared towards the heavenly phoenix.

"Hmph! I can't help myself!" Tianfeng's eyes flashed with a hint of disdain, and with a wave of his right hand, there was an extra crystal clear sword in front of him, this sword was about seven feet long, the blade was snow-white and clear, exuding the light of glass, and the hilt was red, covered with mysterious patterns...... As soon as this sword appeared, the aura around it became crazy, and they rushed towards the sword, and in a moment, a small whirlpool appeared above the sword, and all the thick aura was sucked into the whirlpool, and then a white light shot down from the whirlpool, all of which were absorbed by the sword, and with the convergence of the aura, the aura emanating from the sword became more and more powerful...... Finally, there is the horror......

From the moment Tianfeng sacrificed the sword, Wen Feng felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart, and this feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger...... Wen Feng turned his head to look at Wuxiang and the others: "I'm here to hold it, you guys hurry up and put it back to the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect!"

"Patriarch...... We can't leave you ......," said Wuxiang and others in a hurry.

"It's useless for you to stay, it will only drag me down! Hurry up! Tell Wen Sha everything that happened here, and let him be ready to meet the enemy! Hurry up! I won't hold out for long!" Wen Feng shouted angrily.

"Patriarch......" Wuxiang and the others' eyes were a little red: "You must come back safely!" After speaking, Wuxiang and the others turned around and left the scene.

"Want to run, it's not so easy!" Li Tianqi soon found that Wuxiang and the others wanted to run, and his heart suddenly became anxious, he turned his head to look at Tianfeng: "Senior, I'll chase those monks who escaped, and I'll leave it to you here." After speaking, Li Tianqi manipulated the whirlwind spaceship to chase after Wuxiang and the others.

As soon as Wen Feng wanted to stop Li Tianqi, he was suppressed by Tianfeng.

"Your opponent is me, don't care about the others!" Tianfeng's voice was unusually cold: "Let you see my Tianfeng's true strength today!" As he spoke, Tianfeng reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, slowly raised it, and then gently slashed out a sword. (To be continued......)