The little sister is omnipotent, leading the sect to fly

"Master, this is..." Feng Qingkong was a little surprised and confused.

Feng Zhulan took a few steps closer and discovered the problem.

Originally, these rotten monsters fell to the ground, black smoke came out of their bodies, and their bodies disintegrated. They all thought that their souls were going to be destroyed.

However, the situation before us seems to be otherwise.

After the black smoke on these corrupt monsters dissipated, they collapsed to the ground weakly with pale faces, but their bodies showed no signs of continuing to dissipate.

And one by one they gradually stopped struggling and screaming, their distorted faces calmed down, and their true appearance gradually became visible.

It was like returning to normal.

Xue Zifang shook his hands that were sore from pulling the crossbow arrows, and said loudly: "Master Feng, why are you still standing there? Tell your subordinates to carry him back to save him."

Feng Zhulan was awakened by his call and called Feng Qingkong, "Quick, take them all to the doctors for proper treatment."

Feng Qingkong also came to his senses and quickly got busy with his guards.

Over there, the three-member group from the Cang Xue Sect finally shot down the last corrupt monster, put away their crossbows and retreated, leaving their position for the Feng family to rescue people.

Xue Zifang collapsed to the ground, feeling his body hollowed out. "This job is too tiring. It's even more tiring than practicing sword skills under Old Man Han."

The crossbow arrows were condensed by Yan Ju using the Blue Drunken Grass potion and the water needle technique, and then wrapped with their own spiritual power to form a shell.

In order to ensure the stability and accuracy of the crossbow arrows, and to make sure they could successfully penetrate the bodies of the corrupt monsters and take effect under the watchful eyes of a large number of demons, it took him a lot of effort.

Song Fanxing kicked him with her toes and sneered, "You are the only one who is being pretentious. You have contributed the least among the three of us, and you are still complaining about being tired."

Xue Zifang also had an idea of ​​the battle situation just now.

Often when he shot one, Song Fanxing had already dealt with three, and every time the third senior brother took action, more than ten rot monsters would fall.

He muttered guiltily, "You throw talismans every day, so of course you're pretty accurate. Third Senior Brother has a high level of cultivation and strong spiritual power. It would be a miracle if you can't compare to me."

Song Fanxing scratched her ears and stretched out her voice, "Oh~ I'll just take it as you praising me for being awesome."

Having said that, this batch of bows and crossbows from the Feng family are indeed difficult to use, and his hands are now slightly sore.

A few of them had originally followed Feng Zhuimei to watch the fun, but who would have thought that they would encounter such a big event as the invasion of demons.

A few people originally planned to hide in a corner and not attract the attention of the demons.

Who would have thought that the demons would push so many corrupt monsters out as hostages and force the head of the Feng family to kill his own relatives for the sake of justice.

At that time, Feng Zhuimei couldn't sit still when she saw her brother's frustrated look.

He held onto Yan Ju's clothes and cried, begging her to save the people. He almost knelt down and hugged her thighs.

In the end, Yan Ju couldn't stand his attempt to wipe her tears on her clothes anymore, so she had to agree and got a batch of crossbows from the Feng family guards to rescue people.

Then the following scene happened.

The hostages were rescued, and Feng Zhuimei became arrogant again.

She walked over to Feng Zhulan and hugged his neck, "Don't worry, brother. Sister Yan said that those people will be fine."

Feng Zhulan turned around and looked at this careless brother, feeling mixed emotions.

Unexpectedly, in the end, it was these children he taught that saved his life.

When he heard Feng Zhuimei talk about how they rescued people, he was still skeptical.

Only after seeing with his own eyes that they had restored so many alienated monsters to normal before his eyes did he become truly convinced.

He looked at Ji Liuguang who was leading the group with emotion, "The younger generation pushes the older generation forward, and each generation is stronger than the previous one. It seems that the cultivation world will rely on young people like you in the future."

Ji Liuguang had just set up a formation on the ground to speed up the recovery of spiritual energy, and then he stood up, without any trace of fatigue on his face.

"Master Feng, you are too kind. We just stumbled upon a way to suppress the corrupt energy by accident."

Feng Zhulan saw that he was neither humble nor arrogant and spoke in a measured manner, and she thought highly of him even more.

He secretly thought that these young people from the Cangxue Sect should not be underestimated.

No wonder the Cangxue Sect is still ranked as one of the top five sects despite its decline for so many years.

Not to mention this calm and polite leading disciple, even the brave and fearless young man in red and the elegant and calm young man in blue following behind him, all have their own temperament and elegance.

Not to mention, their little sister who doesn't play by the rules.

Such a person has never been seen in the world of cultivation.

It seems that his younger brother has found a treasure this time.

Feng Zhuimei didn't have as many thoughts as he did.

He looked around and found that Yan Ju was not there. He looked up into the sky and saw that Yan Ju was being chased by a short and skinny man and was running away with her head in her hands.

The thin bamboo pole was swinging a whip from behind Yan Ju, and Feng Zhuimei exclaimed, "Sister Yan, be careful!"

Yan Ju also heard the sound of the whip breaking through the air, but the speed of the whip containing the power of wind and thunder was faster than the speed of the wind talisman she had attached.

She held a few golden shield talismans in her hand and threw them behind her, and several pieces of golden light shattered.

The moment the blue-purple electric light hit her, she took advantage of the momentum to roll forward, jumped off the Xuanxing hairpin, and avoided the subsequent impact.

A moment later, a crack appeared on the advanced defensive vestments on her body.

Yan Ju had no time to stop. He swallowed a mouthful of pill, got up from the ground and rushed into the crowd of demons.

The Xuanxing Hairpin hovered around her to protect her, making it impossible for the surrounding demon subordinates to harm her.

Yan Ju was just a foundation-building warrior, and was being chased and blocked by two powerful warriors in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. Even though he had a large number of magic weapons and talismans to protect himself, the gap in strength was still there. Although he had not been caught yet, he was forced into a rather embarrassing situation.

Shorty and Skinny were so angry that they didn't want to waste any more time with Yan Ju.

He gathered his spiritual power in his palm and no longer cared about the lives of his men around him. He was determined to kill Yan Ju first, even if it meant accidentally injuring his fellow demons.

Yan Ju felt the pressure, but he was still inciting the surrounding demons, "Look, your leader is going to kill you. There is no future for you to follow a leader who doesn't care about the lives of his subordinates. Don't work for him anymore. Why don't you give up the dark and join the light and follow me?"

These lower-level members of the demon clan have only been possessed for a short time and do not have much sense of loyalty.

When disaster strikes, everyone runs away or scatters.

Seeing this mob, the shorty became even more furious. He concentrated all his spiritual power in his palm into a large palm print, and it came down towards Yan Ju.

The shorty used his true energy, and the demonic energy enveloped and blocked all the energy within a mile around Yan Ju.

Under the traction of the Qi, Yan Ju's speed also slowed down, and she felt like she was stuck in a quagmire.

Yan Ju used his body skills to the extreme, but could not break out of the range covered by the palm print.

The senior brothers and the Feng family were some distance away from her. She had seen the senior brothers rushing over from the corner of her eye, but she silently estimated in her heart that they probably wouldn't be able to save her in time.

The palm wind had already touched her collar, and she felt her bones creaking under the pressure of the Spirit Transformation Stage.

It seemed that she was about to be shattered on the spot.