The little sister is omnipotent, leading the sect to fly

The masters disliked each other, and Wen Shuishui, a disciple caught in the middle, always felt very dangerous.

He silently took a few steps back, away from the center of the quarrel.

Seeing that the corrupt monster was under control, the four sect leaders had already put their minds at ease and began to discuss which disciple performed the best in this training and what rewards should be given.

But something unexpected happened suddenly at this moment.

Seeing the large number of demons appearing in the Feng family, the heads of the four sects all changed their expressions.

The head of the Tianqi Sect had the most violent temper. He slammed the table and stood up, "We should have known that the demons were involved!"

Although the leader of the Tianqi Sect is narrow-minded and has a bad personality, he hates the demons with a strong hatred.

The head of Xuanyuan Sect fanned the flames, "What's the point of just talking big? Why don't you go to the Feng family and chase them away now?"

At this time, the leader of the Shuiyue Sect exclaimed in surprise when he saw the magic weapon taken out by the demons inside.

"Thunder Whip! This magical weapon is in the hands of the demons."

Even the calm and composed Xianjian Sect's old leader could no longer sit still.

These few demons from the Feng family can handle it alone, but if the Thunder Whip is added, it may be hard to say.

With a serious expression, he suggested, "Why not let the elders of each sect go there? What do you think?"

The other leaders all nodded.

They may compete with each other, but no one will joke about the future of the cultivation world or the lives of these young disciples.

No one knows how many demons are lurking in the dark, so to be on the safe side, it is better to let the elders make a trip.

The elders received the order and were preparing to set off.

The Xianjian Sect's old leader suddenly looked up into the sky and saw a dark cloud appearing in the distant sky, approaching at an extremely fast speed.

Sensing the breath coming from the dark clouds, the old leader of the Immortal Sword Sect stroked his beard and said with a smile: "No need to go."

Before the other leaders and elders could say anything, Wen Shuishui became anxious and asked, "Master Guo, why?"

At this time, his junior sister was running around the field with the demons, which made him terrified. He even complained in his heart about his junior sister's boldness and coquettishness.

The junior sister herself was fine, but she must have scared her senior brother to death.

He was eager to go with the elders to help, but the leader of the Xianjian Sect suddenly said that there was no need to go.

If the elders don’t go, what will happen to his junior sister?

The smile on his face was a little hard to maintain, and he asked, "If the elders don't go, I will go."

At this time, the leaders of several other sects also reacted.

The head of Shuiyue Sect came over coquettishly and held him down. A strange fragrance came over, "Don't worry, Junior Brother Wen. Do you know who that is?"

Wen Shuishui only wanted to find her junior sister, and her mind was not here at all, "Who is it?"

The head of Shuiyue Sect stretched out a finger stained with red cardamom and pointed at the dark cloud. "The Feng family's Lianxu Patriarch has come out of retreat. He is now on his way to the Feng family. Are you relieved now?"

"The Feng family's ancestor Lianxu?" Wen Shuishui was stunned for a moment.

The Void Refining Stage is a legendary existence no matter when and where. Even among the four sect leaders and elders, only the leader of the Immortal Sword Sect is in the Void Refining Stage.

Since the Feng family ancestor has already come out of retreat and rushed over, even if the four elders rush over, they will not be faster than the Feng family ancestor.

He felt slightly relieved and turned around to continue looking at the situation of his junior sister in the Vanity Mirror.

Seeing this, he couldn't sit still anymore.

In just a short while, his junior sister was trapped in the Phantom Sound Bell and couldn't move, and on the Phantom Sound Bell there was a lightning snake climbing up with its eyes fixed on her.

"Little junior sister!"

Looking at his junior sister's condition, he clenched his fists, hoping that the Feng family's ancestor would be able to arrive in time before the Phantom Sound Bell shattered.

Fortunately, the ancestor in the Void Refinement Stage was indeed reliable. He arrived at the Feng family just a moment after they saw him.

With one move, all the demons were destroyed.

Even the heads and elders on the side of the Fuhua Mirror couldn't help but be fascinated when they saw the huge momentum of Patriarch Lianxu's attack.

The pursuit of the highest realm is the dream of every cultivator.

“As expected of him being in the Void Refinement Stage…” Shuiyue Sect’s leader murmured.

At the same time, the expression of the Xianjian Sect's old leader who was in the Nascent Soul stage did not change much, and the face of the Xuanyuan Sect's leader was as gloomy as ever, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

Only the head of the Tianqi Sect snorted in dissatisfaction, "But he is about to die, what is there to envy."

He is still in his prime, and with time, he will definitely be able to cultivate to the realm of the Void Refining Stage.

The old head of the Xianjian Sect smiled good-naturedly: "In that case, I wish you to achieve your wish soon."

The ancestor of the Feng family left, but with the experience just now, the leaders of the four sects did not dare to let their guard down easily.

The head of Shuiyue Sect muttered, "Is there going to be another accident?"

The next second, the third elder who entered the central room suddenly attacked and injured people. Not only was the head of the Feng family slapped away, but even Yan Ju's life or death was unknown.

"Little junior sister!"

"Another Void Refining Stage!"

Wen Shuishui and the four sect leaders exclaimed in unison!

Wen Shuishui no longer cared about anything and rushed out immediately.

The old head of the Xianjian Sect stopped him and said, "Junior Brother Wen, please wait a moment."

Wen Shuishui's eyes turned red, and she didn't care that the person in front of her was an elder from one of the five sects, and her tone was quite impolite.

"Master Guo, are you going to stop me again?"

The old head of the Xianjian Sect knew that he was worried about his junior sister, so he didn't argue with him, "You misunderstood Junior Brother Wen, take my magic weapon, and I will take you there."

Wen Shuishui was stunned for a moment, then immediately thanked the Xianjian Sect's old leader.

With an old master in the Nascent Soul stage leading him, it would naturally be much faster than if he went on his own.

The old leader of the Xianjian Sect took out a wine gourd and threw it into the air. The wine gourd quickly grew larger in the air against the wind.

The four sect leaders took Wen Shuishui and stepped onto the wine gourd together. The old leader of the Xianjian Sect clasped his hands together, and the wine gourd flew rapidly in the air towards the direction of the Feng family's territory.

*****

In the central territory of the Feng family, two men who were tied up like sticks were lying side by side on the ground.

One is Feng Zhulan, the head of the Feng family, and the other is naturally Yan Ju.

It was a miracle that Feng Zhulan managed to stay alive after Lianxu's attack. No one knew how Yan Ju, who was only at the foundation-building stage, managed to survive.

But her chest was still rising and falling slightly, and she was breathing weakly.

Feng Qingkong knelt on one knee beside Feng Zhulan, his hands trembling as he dared not touch Feng Zhulan's body.

The other three elders of the Feng family used all their spiritual power to keep Feng Zhulan alive. Feng Zhuimei was even more exaggerated. She was already waving her folding fan and starting to look for people everywhere to ask who could take on the funeral and salvation business at a low price.

He patted the grief-stricken Ji Liuguang's shoulder lovingly and said, "Don't worry, brother. I've asked for your help and I won't forget Sister Yan's share."

Ji Liuguang coldly slapped his hand away, "No need, my junior sister can't use it, you should keep it for yourself."

"Hey, don't be polite to me. Sister Yan is my biological sister. A ceremonial guard is nothing to me."

Feng Zhuimei came over and wanted to sell him the business he had brought in.

Suddenly, a streak of light flashed across the sky.

The stream of light reached the sky above the Feng family’s territory, turned vertically downward, like a falling meteor.

The stream of light hit Feng Zhulan and Yan Ju's sides heavily, creating a big hole.

When the light faded, the five figures inside were clearly visible, and everyone present, especially the disciples of the five sects, cheered excitedly.

"Head!"

"Head!"

"Second senior brother!"