If you don’t steam the steamed buns, you’ll lose your reputation!

Seeing the elders in front of her, Shen Hongyi took a deep breath.

"These old things are really annoying!"

After adjusting her breath just now, all the side effects of her instantaneous birth and death have subsided.

I saw his long sword raised high, brewing that terrifying sword intent.

"If you don't want to die, get out of my way!"

The elders from all peaks are no strangers to this trick.

It was this move that Feng Wuchen used to cripple Lin Wan who had taken the Explosive Yuan Pill on the ring.

"King-level sword skills! Everyone, retreat quickly!"

They originally knew that Feng Wuchen was a desperate lunatic.

Unexpectedly, this Shen Hongyi is not a kind person.

In desperation, everyone could only scramble to retreat.

Seeing this, Shen Hongyi raised her lips slightly, put away her sword skills, and jumped onto the flying boat!

"Walk!"

"good!"

Feng Wuchen walked to the front of the flying boat and embedded a piece of spiritual crystal into a certain groove.

"Boom!"

After a vibration, the flying boat rose into the air and gradually moved away from the ground.

Looking at the flying boat gradually going away, the elders from all the peaks on the ground looked at me and I looked at you, looking at each other speechlessly.

After a long time, Lu Qing broke the silence with a long sigh.

"It is indeed more difficult to make a swordsman retreat than to reach the sky!"

Another older elder gave a bitter smile: "Aren't the disciples of Wuhen Peak like that back then? They knew that the enemy and we were very different, but they still wanted to fight. Sixty years later... they haven't changed at all!"

"Everyone in the world envies the strength of sword cultivators! But they don't know that their strength is gained from being on the verge of life and death again and again..."
Chapter completed!