If it weren't for Yu Chengfeng's use of his divine sense to make the middle-aged man pause for a short time just now, I'm afraid Yue'er wouldn't have enough time to cast a bubble to protect Yu Chengfeng at this critical moment.

The drowsy Yu Chengfeng felt that he was so incompetent now, and when he encountered a strong enemy, he was useless.

Yue'er turned her head and glanced at Yu Chengfeng, who was thirty zhang away from her body in the bubble, and saw that Yu Chengfeng was safe and sound, Yue'er's face was wide, but soon she recovered her expression like frost, and the spiritual power in her hand was beating.

A bubble lifted Bai Xiaowu's body and floated in the direction of Yu Chengfeng.

Bai Xiaowu just thought it was fun to be held up by bubbles at first, but in a blink of an eye, she understood Yue'er's intentions, and her eyes bent into crescent moons, and said

"Sister Yue'er, I don't need your protection, my grandfather said that it is difficult for immortal cultivators to get me. ”

After that, Yue'er slowly turned into a mist in the bubbles, and a trace of mist overflowed from the surface of the bubbles. After a while, the moon in the bubble disappeared completely, and a wisp of white mist floated in the air, drifting in the wind.

"I'm here. From the white mist, there was a crisp sound like a yellow warbler.

As soon as the words fell, the small white mist boiled like boiling water, and while the white mist grew rapidly, it covered everyone like a big wave.

The whole scene turned white, and everyone could see it except for the clouds.

For Bai Xiaowu's ability, Yu Chengfeng's deity has also been taught before, even if he paints the ground as a prison, he can't trap Bai Xiaowu, let alone Yue'er's bubbles.

The middle-aged man, seeing the scene in front of him, was shocked, even if he used spiritual power, he couldn't see the surrounding scene clearly. However, he did not panic, but closed his eyes and used his divine sense to investigate the location of several people.

But just as he was probing with his divine sense, he clearly felt that there were many spiritual power balls slowly surrounding him, and this spiritual power ball was faintly trembling, as if it was about to burst open.

The middle-aged man was busy opening his eyes, his eyes were stunned, and he improved the spiritual power of his whole body to protect his body, and quickly rushed in one direction.

With so many bubble spiritual power balls, it can be said that the middle-aged man is surrounded by water, and it is impossible to avoid these spiritual power balls, so he can only touch them with his body.

When the middle-aged man hit one of the spiritual power bubbles, the bubble exploded suddenly, and all the other bubbles made an explosion sound as if they were implicated.

Bang, bang, bang

There was a firecracker-like explosion in the fog that lasted for a minute before stopping.

Although the explosion was intensive, its lethality was not huge. The middle-aged man withstood almost all the explosions, but there was not a single scar on his body.

"It seems to hurt a little. ”

After the middle-aged man muttered to himself, his divine sense spread again, and when he noticed that Yue'er was squatting on a big tree, the middle-aged man rushed forward and blasted at Yue'er with a punch

On the other side, the goatee man had been vigilantly feeling the movement around him. He didn't dare to be like a middle-aged man, completely relieved to fight, precisely because he didn't know where Fuyun was at this moment.

Suddenly, a small fist manifested from the white mist and struck the goatee man's face.

"Hey!"

Bai Xiaowu's fist hit the goatee man's face accurately, but this bit of force was simply an itch for him. The goatee man was stunned for a moment, and he threw a punch into the manifest fist.

The force of his fist was extremely strong, but Bai Xiaowu was hidden in the white mist, and this punch was also in the air.

Taking advantage of the goatee man's punch, Fuyun took advantage of his visual superiority and quickly rushed to the goatee man's side, and took out a small knife from the weapon that he had chosen before when he was in the Wu Yu Sect, and stabbed it at the goatee man's neck.

Not only do floating clouds have special abilities in their eyes, but their speed is also not to be underestimated.

He instantly came to the goatee man's side, and when the knife stabbed the goatee man's left side of the neck for nearly half an inch, the goatee man's neck muscles instantly tensed, blocking the knife's penetration.

Then, the goatee man reacted, unleashed a wave of spiritual power, and was about to blast towards the floating clouds with one punch. The two were so close to each other, if you talked about the body, the goatee man must be faster than the floating clouds.

Fuyun looked stunned, and his originally black eyes quickly changed in their pupils, turning red, turning into eleven small eyes, beating violently.

When the goatee man swung his fist, he saw the change in his eyes, and suddenly felt that his thoughts were blank, and he was stunned for a short time.

Taking advantage of this short time, Fuyun pierced the knife through the neck of the goatee man, and then picked it up and kicked it on the hilt, kicking the goatee man away.

When he came back to his senses, the goatee man had fallen more than thirty times away, and he hurriedly stood up with a pained look on his face. Even though there was a huge pain in his neck, he knew that at this time, he must not be distracted by the pain.

Stunned, he grabbed the handle of the knife stuck in his neck with one hand and pulled out the knife. At the same time, a stream of blood suddenly gushed out, making his shoulders full of blood.

After a moment, the goatee man used his spiritual power to stop the bleeding, and quickly expanded his divine sense, exploring the eight sides.

At this moment, he saw the figure of the floating clouds rushing towards him, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In his opinion, if Fuyun attacks head-on, not only will it not be profitable, but it will suffer.

"Look for death!"

The goatee man did not hesitate to show his collapsing palm to the rushing floating clouds, a strong palm force, like a mountain and a sea of mountains and seas, towards the floating clouds, where the palm passed, although the fog never dissipated, but kept surging.

Seeing that the floating clouds were lifted away by his palm, almost broken everywhere on his body, blood flew sideways, and the goatee man chuckled.

But just as he was complacent, a strong turbulence came from the top of his head, and in the mist, a huge red palm could be seen pressed down.

"Immortal law, cloud picking hand!"

The goatee man didn't understand the situation at all, he obviously hit Fuyun with a palm just now, why did Fuyun use his cloud-picking hand on top of his head at this moment?

The size of the palm of his hand made it impossible for the goatee man to avoid it, and he couldn't help but use the spiritual power of his whole body to protect his body to withstand this blow.

"Boom-"

The palm of the hand transformed by spiritual power pressed the goatee man to the ground, causing the earth to tremble. The goatee man was lying in the palm print, only to feel that the bones on his body were broken.

He still hadn't figured out what was going on.

And Fuyun considered that Bai Xiaowu was afraid of flames, and when he used the Cloud Picking Hand, his spiritual power did not evolve into flames, so as not to hurt Bai Xiaowu.

One move succeeded, the floating clouds took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the outer binding seal corresponding to the nine-character mantra 'all' was knotted.

"Immortal law, trapped heaven lock!"