The two people passing by separated and waited until they landed, facing each other with their backs.

thump!

As soon as he hit the ground, Xie Feichen knelt on one knee.

"this!"

Everyone in the audience was shocked when they saw this scene. They were directly beaten up!

Puchi!

Xie Feichen supported the ground with both hands, spitting out blood, and his face turned pale.

Yan Tianchen wore a blue shirt and blew the bamboo flute, and the strong wind whistled on the stage with blood. Everyone looked at his back and felt like he was like a ghost who had transformed the dead in hell.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

The other people's expressions changed constantly, and the next moment, people kept taking the initiative to abstain from the power and flew out of Langya Terrace.

Soon, only Xiao Mingliang was left in this huge Langya platform, and Xie Feichen had been lifted directly by his fellow disciples.

"wind!"

Xiao Mingliang shouted lightly, and swish, his body suddenly floated up in the air.

The invisible air flow turned into colorful winds, swaying around the flute and holding him in the air.

The flowing winds made different sounds between collisions. At first, it sounded very messy, but gradually...
Chapter completed!