The flying dragon crossed the space in one step, rushed directly across a distance of several hundred meters, and appeared in front of Ye Yuan.
Although Ye Yuan sensed the spatial fluctuation, he was too late to avoid it.
A pair of cute big eyes looked Ye Yuan up and down, their eyes full of suspicion.
Ye Yuan was confused. He didn't understand what the familiar breath in Feilong's mouth was.
What differentiates him from Gui Guzi and others is his identity as a player, but Ye Yuan is not the only player present.
So did Mo Yu and Zhao Yun.
But Feilong's eyes were fixed on him, turning a deaf ear to Mo Yu and Zhao Yun beside him, as if they didn't exist.
Zhao Yun tightened her grip on the gun. Seeing this, Mo Yu quickly winked at her and told her not to act rashly.
The heavens are approaching, there is no need to fight and kill, delaying time is the best option.
Feilong murmured to himself while sensing something.
“…the smell of home.”
Ye Yuan's heart moved, and he already had a guess in his mind.
At this time, Feilong was convinced, clapped his little hands and laughed.
"Haha, okay, great. I was worried about not being able to find the coordinates, so you brought it to my door yourself. It's really hard to find anywhere. It took no effort at all."
Then, he stretched out his little hand to grab Ye Yuan as his living coordinates.
However, Ye Yuan had been wary of him for a long time. He ducked back and narrowly escaped.
Now that things have come to this, we can only find another way to delay time.
Mo Yu immediately raised his sword and swiped it. In the blink of an eye, the sword tip came to Feilong's tiny neck, which was as white as jade.
Zhao Yun's reaction was not slow, she stabbed straight with the spear in her hand, the second shot came first, and the tip of the spear had already pierced the skin of Feilong's chest.
The two masters were fighting in close quarters, and just as the flying dragon was about to die, they saw him shout softly, and two huge flesh wings suddenly sprouted from his back. The spikes on the top of the flesh wings hit the gun and sword directly.
"Ding!"
Mo Yu and Zhao Yun felt the strong backlash. Although they could still withstand it, they unanimously chose to retreat and relieve themselves of this force.
It's just delaying, there's no need to fight hard.
Although Ye Yuan retreated, his hands were not idle. With a wave of his hand, he saw a Tai Chi diagram heading straight for Fei Long's big moves.
Attacking the vital point immediately blocked the flying dragon's pursuit.
The flying dragon's wings hit the Tai Chi diagram directly, just as it was about to pierce through.
Ye Yuan gave a low drink and said.
"burst!"
With a "boom" sound, the yin and yang of the Tai Chi Diagram were out of balance and exploded like a big mushroom.
A powerful thrust pushed the flying dragon back more than ten meters, and the two sides officially distanced themselves.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and the smoke and dust immediately dispersed, and the flying dragon's wings were intact and fanning.
Although he was not actually harmed, he was really angry after being blocked repeatedly.
Feilong's eyes flashed with anger, but when he saw clearly the situation on the other side, he was stunned for a breath.
On the street ahead, I saw a huge crowd of soldiers, including infantry, cavalry, archers...
The army is neat and well-equipped, and both weapons and armor are magic weapons.
Moreover, every soldier has a certain level of cultivation!
He used his spiritual consciousness to scan and found that there were a hundred thousand people.
At this moment, his eyes became extremely strange.
This is a well-trained army composed of one hundred thousand monks. He has never seen even a flying dragon.
At the same time, he also saw a girl among the three, but at this time she had changed her clothes.
It's obvious that she is the coach.
She is riding on a big red horse, wearing a red cloak. Under the cloak is a dazzling silver armor, and holding a silver-white spear in her hand.
He is so heroic and heroic, and he is not inferior to men.
Feilong did not take action immediately, but looked at Ye Yuan and the others and sighed.
"I didn't expect that your methods are so strange. Compared with you, those guys behind you..."
Although Feilong didn't say it out loud, the contempt and contempt in his words made the few survivors in front of the palace lower their heads in shame, feeling ashamed to see others.
They looked at each other and thought, are they really weak? Not as good as a few strangers who have just come to this world.
Ye Yuan and the other three did not speak. Although they looked young, they were already "old guys" who had been practicing for hundreds of years. They could not be said to be much older than people like Gui Guzi, so there was nothing to be happy about.
Feilong shook his head and said with some regret.
"However, your level is still too low after all."
After saying that, Feilong held his right hand empty, and a silvery-white energy suddenly gathered. The next moment, a white ring appeared, with countless small thorns emerging from the periphery, like a silvery-white gear.
Although I haven't personally tested it, just taking a look at it makes people feel hairy and inexplicably feel an extreme sharpness.
Just like seeing a sharpened kitchen knife, both of them feel the same way.
If this is scratched, it must be the result of a break in two.
At this time, Ye Yuan replied confidently.
"That's not necessarily the case!"
After that, he gestured to Mo Yu: "One minute!"
"good."
Mo Yu solemnly agreed and stood in front of Ye Yuan.
And Ye Yuan actually... sat down, in this extremely dangerous battlefield.
What contempt!
Feilong's face darkened. He felt that his dignity had been offended, and he also had a very bad premonition in his heart.
At this moment, he stopped delaying and immediately threw the flywheel, aiming directly at...Ye Yuan.
This is not because he is afraid of Ye Yuan, but because he is eager to return home and has no patience to waste time with these ants.
As for the coordinates on Ye Yuan's body, it doesn't matter. The flywheel is very sharp and will leave him a complete corpse.
Mo Yu shouted softly.
"Array: Eight Arrays!"
"yes!"
Under the roar of the mountain and the huge response like a tsunami, the army moved quickly without a trace of confusion. They all returned to their positions in an instant, forming a complex formation that enveloped Ye Yuan and the others.
At the same time, a strange energy also rose within the Eight Formation Diagram. On the outside, it was chaotic and mysterious.
Although Feilong was surprised by the magical appearance of the Eight Formation Diagram, he didn't pay too much attention to it.
After all, it's just a small military formation in the mortal world. There's nothing you can do about it. He's already transcended this world.
The moment the formation took shape, the silver-white flywheel had already arrived in front of the formation.
Feilong was very confident in his attack and said with disdain.
"It's just a small formation, but you dare to succeed..."
The next moment, his mouth opened wide, his face was dull, and the word "strong" could not come out no matter what.
Just now, when the flywheel approached the military formation, the military formation suddenly gave way to a gap, allowing the flywheel to drive straight in, as if it had completely given up resistance.
Then I saw the military formation changing, turning into dark passages.