"Hula~"

A flash of pink suddenly came over the sky and covered the earth.

Head-on, he swung towards the Bull Demon King's wheel-wheeled axe.

"Huh?"

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows and looked towards Feng Siniang.

Just one breath ago,

Feng Siniang finally recovered from the shock and took action at the critical moment to save her master.

What she took out was a handkerchief.

This handkerchief was tied to Feng Siniang's ankle before it was taken. It didn't look like a magic weapon, but more like a special item used at special moments, the kind that could increase the fun of communication between men and women.

Unexpectedly, the moment he took action, he actually unleashed an overwhelming momentum, and even dared to use it to meet the full blow of the Bull Demon King.

"Bang!"

"Tear~"

Continuous abnormal noises erupted the moment the wheeled ax came into contact with the handkerchief that was rapidly enlarging in size.

The first sound was the sound of the blower's handkerchief being flattened and the air exploding;

The second sound was heard, and it was clear that the handkerchief could not withstand the huge force of the axe, and began to be broken open.

Unstoppable.

Chen Yang narrowed his eyes and judged the result of this collision.

The handkerchief magic weapon may be extraordinary, but the attack from the Bull Demon King is not easy to take.

That sound like cracking silk was the last song of the handkerchief before it collapsed.

Behind the handkerchief, it was Yu Qiufeng who was still twisting his body in mid-air, preparing to avoid the sharp edge of the axe.

The handkerchief only blocked it for a moment and then it couldn't bear it anymore.

This was not enough for Yu Qiufeng to avoid the ax blow and regain his strength to come up with other means.

For example, the various methods of Tiancan Dao.

When Chen Yang saw this, his strange feeling became more and more prominent.

Yu Qiufeng's bloody battle with the spear and his special use of the canopy weapon are truly amazing.

But, it’s just amazing.

Stunning means not taking the usual path, not being grand.

There was only a moment of youthfulness, but it did not show the true strength that Yu Qiufeng, an inner disciple of Tiancan Dao and the young master of the Dongfeng Yu family, should have.

Chen Yang curled his lips and thought to himself: "If I were to be split in half by the Bull Demon King, wouldn't it be a bit unfair? A bit of a pity?"

Thinking so, Chen Yang had no intention of stopping. Instead, he continued to put his hands in his sleeves, as if he was watching the show.

All I had to do was shout, "Come on."

At this time, Feng Siniang's follow-up action came.

She seemed to have predicted a long time ago that the handkerchief magic weapon, which was not a professional defensive magic weapon, was not enough to withstand the Bull Demon King's wheel axe. Without even looking at the magic weapon after taking action, Feng Siniang took the next step.

"disease!"

Feng Siniang shouted with a hoarse voice, held her fingers with both hands, and moved her handprints back and forth.

Chen Yang nodded and thought to himself: "This voice is pleasant to my ears after listening to it for a long time. It also makes me feel itchy in my heart."

"This Yu Qiufeng has good eyesight."

Before he could finish his thoughts, Feng Siniang's spell was completed.

"Swish swish~"

Strange noises, accompanied by the sound of cracking silk, came from behind Chen Yang.

Then,

It's the sound of breaking through the sky.

Chen Yang subconsciously turned his head and looked around, as if he saw a group of white dragons approaching overwhelmingly.

The next second, he reacted.

"It's those curtains!"

"Good means."

Chen Yang turned his head and let the nearest curtain pass by in bundles.

Followed by the second, third...

The heavy curtains that Chen Yang had passed through before all fell from the roof, like dragons, rushing towards the sea.

The handkerchief instrument is the sea.

The curtain that came like a dragon shrank instantly after rushing to the handkerchief, becoming as thin as fibers or strips of cloth.

Chen Yang was in a trance, as if he had returned to the earth. When he was a child, the elders in his family followed tradition and collected various rags to make a quilt for the children at home.

This is a custom to seek peace.

Of course Feng Siniang didn't want to get a hundred-pin handkerchief.

Those curtains turned out to be part of the handkerchief instrument.

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