However, this caused the direction of the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword to shift a little, and it rubbed against her head and rushed straight into the sky.

The big bird's wings were pierced by the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword, and it made a harsh cry of pain. Its huge figure swayed and was about to fall to the ground.

There were all the heads and abbots everywhere on the ground, and they were all extremely high in cultivation. Once this big bird landed on the ground, it would definitely be a dead end. Envoy Yang knew the danger and hurriedly hugged the big bird's neck, put the small black instrument in his mouth, and blew it again.

The big bird was about to fall to the ground suddenly had another strong force, flying higher, and even its eyes turned red.

The Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword did not kill the Special Envoy Yang in one move, and soon returned, turned rapidly, and rushed towards the Special Envoy Yang again like a hot wheel.

The envoy Yang was frightened and his face turned pale. He kept blowing the instruments in his mouth, urging the big bird to fly faster and faster, and escape from the range covered by the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword. At the same time, she also freed up a hand and held the black iron sword tightly to resist the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword shining with purple light.

Several times he was almost stabbed by the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss sword, but Special Envoy Yang was not injured. He just felt sorry for the big bird. Several big holes were pierced on his wings, and blood was scattered in the air.

Envoy Yang was so scared that he was sweating all over his body. As the excited bird flew farther and farther away, the purple light on the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword became dimmer and darker, and even the movements flying towards her became slower.

Finally, the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword reversed its direction just before the purple light completely faded, and flew back in Wu Feng's direction again.

The distance to control the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword is also limited by cultivation. Wu Feng's ability to fly the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword to such a high place to fight with the Special Envoy Yang has reached his limit. As the distance extends, the subtle relationship between Wu Feng and the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword will become increasingly weak. Before the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword fell to the ground, Wu Feng had to summon the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword back.

The big bird soon turned into a black dot and disappeared at the end of the vast Langya Peak forest.

When the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword returned to Wu Feng's hand, the purple light rose again. He held the head of the old thief Wufengzi in one hand and the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword in the other, and walked slowly towards the direction of Fa Neng and Master Fa Tong.

The bloody red in Wu Feng's eyes still did not fade away. There were crisscrossing blue veins on his face and the blood of the old thief Wufengzi splattering on his face. At this moment, he looked like a god of killing, which was very scary.

Even with the profound Buddhist cultivation of Fa Neng and Master Fa Tong, under the intimidation of Wu Feng, he couldn't help but feel a little timid and took a few steps back.

Wu Feng walked directly to Master Fatong, stuffed the head of the old thief Wufengzi into his hand, and then walked towards a big tree not far away without saying a word, because Wu Feng had placed the blue thrush there before. Although his temperament changed drastically, he still remembered its existence.
Chapter completed!