"Yeah~"

The Golden-Winged Phang frowned slightly. According to his estimate, he could pull his right wing back with just a little force.

However, the truth was beyond expectations. According to his strength, his wings were poured like iron, welded firmly in the void.

"What's going on?"

He couldn't accept that someone could compete with his wings. It should be noted that before the Golden-winged Roc was summoned by the Buddhist Taoist Taoism, it was also a clan with a reputation. He liked to use his wings to flap the hurricane, blow the entire city into the sky, and then open his mouth to eat the falling living people.

The other party was able to suppress the wings he pulled back, and it was obviously not an ordinary person.

Just when the Golden Winged Roc was surprised, a change occurred on the opposite side, but it turned out to be the son of the fisherman. He was pulled by everyone and thought he had the strength to fight back. He immediately pulled the hook rod. In a flash, the huge force suddenly descended along the tight silk thread on the wide and boundless giant wings.

The dense silk threads are nailed to countless feathers, and in a blink of an eye, the force acts on the wings.

The Golden-Winged Roc did not investigate for a moment, and was pulled back by the opponent's force, and actually slid forward half a step.

Now, the entire Buddhist camp was in sensation.

The Golden-winged Roc is not the top among the crowd, but it is not comparable to a mere mortal. I thought he was fighting for the treasure gourd, which was a good idea, but now it seems that he has encountered a difficult strong enemy.

"Golden-winged Roc, do you need help?" Zhihui Divine Elephant asked.

"Need not."

The Golden-Winged Phang was ruthless and had to help deal with mere mortals. He couldn't afford to lose this face.

Then, he waved his empty wings and penetrated straight into the void.

The camp of the Hundred Schools was cheering for the son of the fisherman. Everyone worked together to drag their huge wings forward, looking at the victory.

However, the mutation suddenly broke into it.

Hurry!

The air tore like cloth, and in the blink of an eye, huge black shadows followed one after another. Everyone could see clearly that it was another flapping wings, equally huge, and also suffocating, as if a mountain fell from the sky.

The son of a famous scholar even saw that the two wings, one in front and one behind, were obviously a pair of wings, and he thought it was not good.

One wing requires them to drag together, let alone two wings exert force at the same time?

As expected.

Under the combined force of the Golden-winged Roc, thousands of silk rains divided by the sons of the fisherman collapsed one by one. Driven by the huge remaining force, everyone could no longer hold on to the sons of the fisherman and flew into the sky with a whoosh.

Seeing that the fisherman's son was like a flying swallow returning home, he was about to fall into the gap between his wings.

It is conceivable that just by exerting a little force on the Golden Winged Roc’s wings, you can roll the son of the fisherman into a ball of meat sauce.

The incident was too fast, and everyone could not react. They could only see a series of magic weapons that fell far behind the son of the fisherman. Even the son of the ascetic sprinted with all his strength, and the speed was not much worse, so they could not catch up with the son of the fisherman.

Some people can't help but turn their heads away, not wanting to see the tragic situation in front of them.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the void, facing the golden-winged rolls gradually closing their wings, facing the fast-flying son of the fisherman.

"Yuan Ming!"

The son of the fisherman was already desperate, but he saw Yuan Ming appearing in front of him as if he had fallen from the sky.

"Walk!"

Time is tight, Yuan Ming said concisely, pulling the son of the fisherman, the sky staff shone brightly, and the two of them speed up, and the average huge force burst out, and the remaining fishing lines broke at the same time, instantly breaking away from the cover of their wings.

"good!"

The sons of famous masters and others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Yuan Ming successfully saving people.

Among the hundreds of schools, if someone is faster than the son of an ascetic, then there is only Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming's rescue this time was too thrilling. If there was a slight mistake, he would be caught in his wings and would die without a place to bury him.

Therefore, the other Baizi didn't expect that Yuan Ming would have such courage and courage to risk saving the son of the fisherman.

"Yuan Ming, I should repay my life-saving grace."

After the two landed, the fisherman's son clasped his fists at Yuan Ming and said solemnly.

Seeing this, the son of a famous family nodded secretly, saying that in this way, the son of a fisherman would become Yuan Ming's loyalty.

"By the way, Fu Shui!"

The son of the fisherman had just escaped from danger, and the other hundred sons found that the matter was not over yet. The golden-winged rolls slowly took back their wings, obviously they wanted to take the opportunity to leave with the treasure gourd.

The Fu Shui in the gourd is the key to their ability to fight against the Plague Tribe. Once lost, it will be a fatal mistake.

The master of these wings, who do this, is obviously an enemy, not a friend.

Once the talisman water falls into the other party's hands, it may become a weapon to deal with oneself.

However, the opponent has powerful magical powers in breaking the air, and even the son of the fisherman is not an opponent. Although there are many people in the hundreds of families, they are still helpless.

"It doesn't matter, let him go!"

Yuan Ming smiled calmly and said, "The Fu Shui is gone, but I am still here. At worst, I will go back to Gouqu Mountain to ask my mentor for his gift."

In fact, this gourd pill water consumes a life-extending pill, and he still has a few pills on hand, so he won’t have to worry about it in a short time.

So, he deliberately let out a voice to calm everyone's mind.

However, the sons of famous masters and others were not thinking about this.

The significance behind the power of Fu Shui can cure the plague tribe is quite significant. If it is mastered by the hundreds of schools and occupy a monopoly position and has a secondary advantage, it can strive for many favorable conditions. Once it falls into the hands of others, even if Yuan Ming can get it, it will no longer be as monopoly advantage as before.

The key is that I can only have the powerful weapon Fu Shui.

The situation is now severe, and the other party takes away the Fu Shui, and the advantages of the Hundred Schools will be greatly reduced.

"Everyone doesn't need to worry, Yuan Ming has his own concerns."

Suddenly someone spoke in the crowd. People around him looked closely and said that they were the son of the Jian family.

Some people thought to themselves, but they didn't expect that the son of the Jian family would be in the limelight so quickly. The front foot was just taking away the magic weapon of the spiritual power, and now they are in a hurry to flatter.

Yuan Ming was a little surprised and nodded at the son of Jian's family, expressing his acceptance of his kindness.

On the other hand, the son of a famous scholar also understood that there was no way to imagine at the moment, so he could only wait and see what was going on.

The Hundred Schools of Science have not launched an attack yet, and no one has stopped the Golden-winged Roc. They calmly raised their wings and recycled them.

The treasure gourd hidden in its wings, and no talisman water was sprinkled out of everyone's sight and flew towards the direction where the Buddhist and Taoist camp was hidden.

Some members of the school were so sad that they saw the treasure gourd disappearing, and they wished they could have a sharp blade to cut off the wings.

Unfortunately, there is no such sharp sword in the world for the time being.

As powerful as the three great sword immortals, they can only penetrate the surface defense of their wings, and other existences are far inferior.

Therefore, everyone could only watch as the treasure gourd containing talisman water gradually fades away.

"brush!"

The harsh sound of breaking through the air reminded everyone of their eyes, and a white line suddenly appeared, but at a speed that was lightning speed, a large piece of white light instantly surged, filling the entire sight.

With the huge size of the two wings, the outline is still blocked by white light and the outline becomes blurred.

What's even more harmful is that the murderous aura emitted from the white light makes people tremble.
Chapter completed!