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But the fallen former Luofu Swordmaster, the leader of the Wingmakers, saw a similar shadow, and even this magnificent power of repair gave him the illusion that he had encountered an "envoy"...

"It's meaningless for us to drag it on." The WingMakers leader whispered to his subordinates behind him.

Their goal has actually been achieved. Strictly speaking, all they need to do next is wait for the situation to develop and reap the benefits.

Unexpectedly, I met a crazy woman!

The young WingMaker: "But will they let us go so easily..."

The direction he was looking at was the third party in the field, the Tianbosi army, which was led by the fighting ship pilots. The army was composed entirely of fox people, holding longbows and had already drawn their bows to full strength.

In the wars of history, the fox people, who are naturally extremely fast and have strong reflexes, have always been a major nemesis to the natural flyers like the Wing Makers, and have posed a natural threat.

The WingMaker leader looked up and gazed at the Sky Rider in the distance.

At this moment, the helmsman of the Tianbo Division on the opposite side was obviously aware of this, which was why the arrow in the hands of the fighting ship pilot was not shot.

Yukong: "..."

Chapter 41 It’s too early for your stage

High in the sky.

Yukong stood on the Star Raft, looking at the battle field below, ready to go.

As for the duel off the field, Yukong watched everything calmly, without loosening the bowstring in his hand.

She wanted to stop the two men below from causing more damage to Star Harbor, but as a former participant in the War of the Fertile People, she knew the danger of joining a three-way melee. Facing such a battle between the leaders of both sides, the chance of the battleship pilots dying behind her would be several times higher than in a conventional war.

In the last war between the rich people, she and Cai Yi were the only ones left among her former flying companions, and she had already experienced this.

Therefore, Yukong had no intention of letting the Tianbosi personnel behind him join the battlefield, they were only there as a deterrent.

But some pilots were still eager to ask. One young pilot seemed to be hesitant to speak, "Master Yukong... can we just stand here?"

Yukong shook his head: "The fight between these two people is not something you can participate in. Besides, we have our own position here..."

"Eh?"

"Look at the WingMakers below. The leader with the unusual wings behind him has very destructive power in his attacks. But if we aim our arrows at the group behind him, he won't wreak havoc without reservation.

As for the taboo of that immortal boat, her recovery ability was severely injured in the battle here. Even if she fought wantonly, she had to worry that sooner or later someone would shoot an arrow at her in the back.

We're not completely useless here. If we can restrain their fighting and minimize losses, our goal will be achieved... As for participating in the battle, life is more important." Yukong honestly explained his reasoning behind issuing the order.

"Master Yukong..."

Hearing her words, the young battleship pilots were deeply moved.

"But we..."

Yukong said seriously, "We just need to contain them on this battlefield. Fortunately, they didn't escape the rain of arrows, and the signal we just sent out has been transmitted to the Divine Strategy Palace."

Some old battleship pilots subconsciously shot arrows at Yukong when he first arrived here. Looking down from the sky, they found that the edge of the arrow rain was indeed surrounding the circle of Huixing Port, which was close to the uninhabited area.

However, the attacks of Jingliu and the Wing Makers leader did not break away.

"The nearby Cloud Cavalry generals will arrive soon, and Lord Jing Yuan will also know everything here! All we need to do is wait...?!"

Yukong finished speaking subconsciously, and suddenly the face of a young man stepping on a water sword appeared in his field of vision.

"Yanqing?"

The young man had a ponytail and a delicate, childish look on his face. "Master Yukong, the general has heard about what's going on here. He'll be here soon!"

"then you……"

"I heard there was a 'Swordsman' here, so I ran straight over here." As he spoke, he showed a look of great interest, and finally his eyes locked on Jingliu below.

Yan Qing did not hesitate and leaned forward to charge towards the ice field below. Behind him, several sword blades condensed from water elements split into two. At the same time, he held a solid white long sword and went straight to where Jingliu was.

Zheng!

Before Yan Qing could even get close, several large swords condensed from frost rose from the ground, blocking his path. The water swords sank into the ice swords, breaking into puddles of water that quickly solidified with the icy air flowing through the atmosphere.

However, this step has enabled Yanqing to gain the ability to compete with the opponent.

He fell steadily from a high altitude, stood on tiptoe, sprinted in front of Jingliu, and launched a stab.

Ding!

A silver cold light flashed and collided with the ice blade raised by Jing Liu, splashing out silver-white ice crystal sparks.

Jingliu subconsciously blocked it, feeling a little nostalgic: "This move is..."

She raised her face, regaining composure from her painful struggle. Although the dark crescent eye mask obscured her pupils, the person opposite her could still catch her gaze.

"Did Jingyuan teach you this?" Jingliu asked the handsome young man in front of him.

Yan Qing said very seriously: "Your moves are the same, but the master didn't tell me, and he also passed it down to a third person..."

Jing Liu was stunned: "You, don't know me?"

Yan Qing's face showed a matter-of-fact look. He had just received a call from his master on his way to buy a sword, asking him to come over to help. As for the enemy here, he only knew that there was a swordsman here. He was not interested in other information.

"So that's how it is. Jing Yuan has found a young sword fanatic!" Jing Liu took in Yan Qing's expression. She was once a sword master, so she naturally understood the look in the boy's eyes when he was eager to fight with a swordsman. That was a look that only a fanatic who was immersed in it could have.

"Let me correct you on one thing. The way you learned sword skills was not the one Jing Yuan taught me, but the one I taught him." Jing Liu said lightly.

Yan Qing: “Huh?”

Jingliu glanced at the WingMaker leader who was watching him intently, and took a deep breath. "Jingyuan, perhaps I want you to learn something from me? But unfortunately, this stage is too early for you."

Yan Qing couldn't help but frown: "Are you saying that I am not qualified to fight you?"

"As it should be." Jing Liu said lightly, and suddenly his expression changed.

A hint of red light suddenly appeared under her eye mask, as if she sensed something. Her mood suddenly became cheerful and the corners of her mouth curled up.

"And...the person I want to see is already here!"

Jing Liu suddenly raised the ice blade, and huge ice elements began to condense on the ice blade, and suddenly slashed towards Yan Qing.

"Huh?!" Yan Qing showed an excited smile on his face and immediately went up to him.

An extremely cold crescent ice blade collided with his sword blade.

Click!

Without any accidents, Yan Qing's blade was solidified in the cold crescent moon and then broke under the low temperature.

His figure also froze in place at the same time, the surface of his body was swallowed by the crescent moon, and the white extremely cold gas instantly corroded his entire body, instantly turning him into an ice sculpture.

"Lord Yanqing!"

The battleship pilot in the sky exclaimed.

However, the extremely cold sword energy was slashing towards Yan Qing's back, but was suddenly blocked by a bright red light at a distance of 200 meters, and exploded with a loud bang.

Like scorching heat melting, a large area of ​​white steam spread across the field.

The silhouette of a man stood in the steam, his surface radiating a golden glow. He couldn't help but sigh, "What a grand welcome!"

Hearing the sound, Jingliu covered the wound under his collar, and his body gradually became hot.

Chapter 42: Jingliu: Wants Me to Surrender... (More~)

Seven hundred years ago, Jingliu walked out of the immortal boat seriously injured.

The first man she encountered was the figure in front of her...

An unnatural emerald green wind emerged from the thick fog, blowing away the steam field in front of the ice blade, revealing the actual outline of the existence.

Jing Liu didn't need to confirm. Just from a hundred meters away, from the voice just now and the pair of iconic golden eyes, she could already sense that the figure that had pierced her body in the past overlapped with the figure in the present...

"My benefactor, did we come at the wrong time?" Tingyun, who was behind Fanyu and not being noticed by Jingliu, said tactfully while looking at the field.

Fan Yu: "Now that I'm here, there's nothing more to say."

Looking around the area, ignoring the extra ice sculpture of a frozen teenager in front of him, he saw several familiar silhouettes.

There were the Wing Makers that he had seen before. This group symbolized the descendants of the Wing Makers that he had seen in the first bubble of time and space when he arrived at the Immortal Boat. They were scattered in front of a field of extinguished lava left after the sun had burned it.

There was also the White-haired Witch Jingliu whom he encountered in the second bubble. The opponent was less than 200 meters away, but he could still capture the opponent's breath from a long distance.

And above the sky at the end of this area, Yukong rode on the Star Raft and led a huge army of Tianbosi fighting ship pilots.

Jingliu slowly walked over, holding a sharp blade, his boots clacking against the ice, making a squeaking sound. "It's been a long time."

Jingliu spoke in a heavy voice, staring at Fanyu with red eyes under Yueya's black eye mask.

"You?" Fan Yu faced the murderous intent directed at her with an inexplicable expression.

Although the previous events in Wing Maker and Sky Driving confirmed that the Space-Time Bubble had changed part of history, he was somewhat curious about how the mirror flow in front of him would change.

But this kind of reaction when they met was still beyond his expectations.

It is clear that the result of [connection] activation has already occurred remotely, which means that there has been some resonance between the two parties.

However, all Fan Yu could see was a complete murderous intent.

However, thinking about the encounter in the time and space bubble, Fan Yu did not know the other party's identity at that time, so this was natural.

"That scar..." Fan Yu was also surprised when he saw the scar on Jing Liu's collar.

In the blink of an eye, the gun blade pierced through the bubble of time and space. In the seven hundred years of reality, the scars left after years washed away were engraved deeper on her body.

But with the opponent's demonic body's self-healing power, why not eliminate it?

Jing Liu gently stroked his scar, a look of reminiscence on his face. "This is the scar you gave me. In that battle, you truly made me feel humiliated and defeated. I use this scar to remember it, so that it will never forget the feeling of despair at that time."

She placed her fingertips in front of the scar, and a rare look of intoxication appeared on her face.

The conversation between the two men was without regard for others. The high-altitude battleship pilots in the field were also filled with astonishment at Jingliu's words.

"Has the previous Luofu Sword Master suffered a crushing defeat?"

"Master Yukong, if we calculate according to the chronology, Jingliu has been away from the Immortal Boat for hundreds of years. So, the age and origin of this man..."

Yukong stopped the question: "These have nothing to do with us."

Having said that, she was also extremely surprised in her heart.

Although she had already realized that Fan Yu had come from another space, that was why he did not show any sign of aging when they met now after thirty years.

But she originally thought that Fan Yu was just following some of the rumors about strange people in the universe, such as news stories about 'appearance age is forever frozen at adolescence', 'a mysterious dream and a hundred years have passed since the moment one opened his eyes', and 'a baby grows into an adult in one day'.

She previously thought that she had hit a bubble of time and space and accidentally arrived in an era thirty years later. There are many such examples in the universe.

However, Yukong hadn't expected that there was someone else who had a similar experience, and one that was far older than the present. This inevitably led to another question in Yukong's mind: if this was a fixed situation, did it mean that Fanyu had the power to travel through time and space?

"Benefactor..." Tingyun, who was standing behind Fan Yu, covered his mouth with a feather fan, his face full of disbelief.

Fan Yu: "You should go to Tianbosi. I can't take care of you here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't give Tingyun a chance to speak. He grabbed the other person's waist with one hand, and in front of the other person's astonished gaze that made his tail stand up, he threw the surrounding cyclone of wind directly into the sky.

Yukong, who was high in the sky, seemed to understand what he meant and sent two of his subordinates to the side to prepare for the landing of Tingyun, who had rushed into the sky.

Boom!

There was a crashing sound in the sky, and the transparent elastic gel-like substance that emerged from the secret of the Star Raft brought Tingyun to the ground steadily.

Tingyun sat up with a frightened face, but Yukong had already arrived in front of her and said seriously, "You did a good job this morning, but don't do anything unnecessary, Tingyun."

"..." Tingyun's face showed some inexplicable guilt and a hint of excitement.

On the one hand, she was embarrassed to be caught slacking off, and on the other, she was monopolizing the time of her boss and benefactor. But she kept a beautiful smile on her face: "I know, thank you."

"That's it, let's prepare to search and rescue Yan Qing first."

The center point of the frost area below.

Jingliu's grip on the sword slowly gathered chilling air. She didn't stop Fanyu's actions, but instead continued sharpening her sword, ready for a fierce battle.

"Have you finished your trivial matters?" Jingliu asked expressionlessly.

Fan Yu: "What..."

"There is nothing here that can interfere with your existence."

Jing Liu slowly raised his sword and paused, "I know you don't understand, but you only need to know one thing. Back then, I was seriously injured and couldn't withstand a single shot from you, and that is also my regret. And now, I don't want you to hold back."

Right now, on the battlefield, there are only you and me."