Chapter 302: Controlling the Flying Sword

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Time passed by minute by minute.

Everyone in the Tianbao Sect had sad faces, and several of them already regretted joining the Tianbao Sect.

I haven't even entered the sect yet, and I'm being humiliated like this.

"Senior Brother Fan, protect them and leave the control of the flying carpet to me."

A fierce aura flashed in the depths of Liu Wuxie's eyes. If Tianyuan Sect wanted to kill him, it would give him some color to see. He really thought that he could do whatever he wanted.

"Wuxie, are you sure?"

Fan Lin's eyes lit up and he quickly stood up from the flying carpet. This was no joke.

Once the flying carpet fails, everyone will die except him.

"Is there a better way at hand? Tianyuan Sect obviously has no intention of letting us leave until our patience is exhausted."

Liu Wuxie finally saw that Yu Tianyi had no intention of letting them go, the purpose was to trap them and slowly wear them to death.

Recalling the sudden acceleration of the flying carpet just now, a light flashed in the corner of Fan Lin's eyes. It was not difficult to guess that Liu Wuxie must have taken action.

The eldest lady has emphasized that you should not underestimate Liu Wuxie, let alone look at him with the eyes of ordinary people.

Fan Lin always kept it in mind and did not dare to forget it.

"Everyone sit down!"

Fan Lin asked them to sit in the middle and used Tiangang Qi to protect their whole bodies. There would definitely be serious bumps for a while.

After sitting down, Liu Wuxie walked to the front of the flying carpet and began to form seals with his hands.

"Brother Liu, you have to be careful!"

Weng Li said at this time that no one except him cared about Liu Wuxie.

A series of mysterious marks were injected into the flying carpet. Strangely, the flying carpet made no movement and was still floating in place. Everyone was confused.

"What is he doing? Is he trying to control the flying carpet?"

Lu Xinde looked confused and couldn't understand what Liu Wuxie was doing.

Several other people also had distrustful expressions on their faces, leaving their own safety in Liu Wuxie's hands.

But they didn't dare to refute, even Fan Lin agreed, so what reason did they have to refuse.

"Liu Wuxie, don't waste your time, just stay up there and drink the northwest wind!"

There are still many students in the Hei Chu Empire who have successfully joined the Tian Yuan Sect, making waves of ridicule.

It's not that far apart, and the sound can be transmitted.

"Senior Brother Yu, thank you for this generous act. I will never thank you for your kindness. When I enter the Tianyuan Sect, I will definitely let my uncle thank you in person."

Yefeng stood next to Yu Tianyi and said very politely.

"In the future, please ask Junior Brother Yefeng to speak kindly to me in front of the Seventh Elder."

In the eyes of ordinary people, Yu Tianyi is aloof and represents the envoy of Tianyuan Sect.

Back at Tianyuan Sect, he was just a top outer disciple and needed to find a way to curry favor with the higher-ups of the sect.

After so many years of development, many geniuses who joined the Hei Chu Empire have established a firm foothold in the Tian Yuan Sect. Among them, Ye Feng's uncle, for example, has become the seventh elder of the Tian Yuan Sect, with a very high status.

When he came this time, Yefeng's uncle reminded Yu Tianyi that he must take good care of the people of the Hei Chu Dynasty.

"Senior Brother Yu, don't worry, I will tell my uncle the truth when I get to Tianyuan Sect."

Yefeng didn't put on airs just because his uncle was the seventh elder of Tianyuan Sect. Instead, he was very low-key, which Yu Tianyi liked very much.

While talking on the battleship, Liu Wuxie poured hundreds of marks into the flying carpet, and his eyes suddenly focused.

His hands were spread out like two masts, pointing towards the battleship not far away.

"Sit tight!"

Before he could finish his words, the flying carpet disappeared with a whoosh and suddenly rushed towards Tian Yuan Sect's battleship.

The speed was extremely fast. Fortunately, Fan Lin was already prepared. He still felt his back kept leaning back, and the strong push almost rolled him out of the flying carpet.

"Look, Tianbao Sect's flying carpet is hitting us!"

Those people standing on the battleship's plywood exclaimed in surprise, would Tianbaozong choose to die with them?

Once the battleship is damaged, it will also fall from the sky.

"Don't worry, everyone. I spent half a million medium-grade spiritual stones to buy this battleship from Xuanling Pavilion. I used meteorites as the bottom of the battleship and added countless rare materials. Even if the Celestial Realm hits me with all my strength, I can't even think of damaging it at all. .”

Yu Tianyi told everyone to stay calm and not worry.

Calm returned to the battleship, and everyone looked at Liu Wuxie with gloating eyes. The only way out was death.

"We're about to hit him!"

Those people sitting on the flying carpet were so frightened that they covered their eyes and did not dare to look any further.

Only a few dozen meters apart, and only half a breath away, the flying carpet appeared on the side of the battleship.

suddenly!

The flying carpet moved laterally, and everyone's body almost fell to the side. Fortunately, Fan Lin was ready and reached out to grab the flying carpet. Everyone held hands and did not fall off the flying carpet.

Flying sideways, Liu Wuxie was too courageous. If he was not careful, everyone would fall down.

At this moment, the evil blade suddenly came out of its sheath.

"Break it for me!"

Liu Wuxie's goal was not just to fly close to the battleship. The other party wanted to kill him, so there was no need to be polite to the Tianyuan Sect.

This scene made Yu Tianyi extremely angry. He thought Liu Wuxie took the opportunity to escape, but he didn't expect that his real purpose was to destroy his battleship.

The sharp sword energy formed a huge force, and Liu Wuxie blessed an incomplete immortal pattern.

"Crack!"

The blade slashed down, and a foot-long gash appeared on the side of Yu Tianyi's battleship.

He actually destroyed a high-level spiritual treasure, and Liu Wuxie's blow already had the ability to seriously injure a low-level Tiangang realm.

"Bang!"

The battleship suddenly swayed and turned sideways. The people standing on the plywood screamed in fright.

If one side is attacked, the balance of the battleship will be broken, making it difficult to fly normally, and may even be directly destroyed and fall from the sky.

"Damn, damn it!"

Yu Tianyi's heart was bleeding. This battleship cost him most of his life's savings. It lost one piece and required a lot of resources to repair it.

With a quick step, Yu Tianyi appeared on the side of the battleship, took out a large amount of resources from the storage ring, and began to repair the cracks in the battleship to prevent them from expanding further.

After breaking through Yu Tianyi's battleship, Liu Wuxie didn't stop for a moment, controlled the flying carpet, and left quickly, heading straight for Tianbaozong.

After a large amount of repair materials, the cracks in the battleship were temporarily suppressed. After returning, they will be repaired systematically.

The battleship regained its balance, and looking at the direction where Liu Wuxie disappeared, a terrifying killing intent was released from Yu Tianyi.

"Liu Wuxie, if I don't kill you today, I swear I won't be a human being!"

He controlled the flying battleship and disappeared in place like a meteor, chasing after Liu Wuxie.

The flying carpet returned to normal flight, and everyone began to cheer. They finally escaped the Tianyuan Sect's pursuit.

"Wuxie, how did you do it!"

Fan Lin walked over with an eager look on his face.

His flying carpet was just a low-level aircraft, and its speed was far inferior to that of a flying battleship. The sudden burst of speed just now was actually higher than that of a high-level aircraft, which is why he asked this question.

Liu Wuxie smiled slightly but did not explain, and even Fan Lin didn't understand.

There are too many things involved here. What he just carved was the flying spirit pattern. Due to his low level, being able to do this is enough to defy the heavens.

When he breaks through the Tiangang Realm, he can simply refine some low-level aircraft.

After a cup of tea, everyone was in peace and the tension calmed down.

"They're catching up!"

A young man sitting in the back let out a scream, and the Tianyuan Sect's battleship caught up with them at an extremely fast speed.

The violent sound of breaking through the air was getting closer and closer. The flying talisman was almost exhausted, and the speed of the flying carpet gradually slowed down.

Just as he calmed down, he suddenly realized that the battleship was flying twice as fast as them, and it would take less than a quarter of an hour to catch up.

Yu Tianyi will never let them go this time, and everyone's face is full of worry.

"Wuxie, what should we do!"

Fan Lin also panicked. He had no choice now. The speed of the flying carpet was fixed, so it was difficult to escape from the pursuit of the battleship.

Liu Wuxie frowned slightly, with a hint of determination on his face. Since the other party wanted to play, he would play a big game with them.

"Senior Brother Fan, can you give me control of your flying sword?"

A bold idea grew in Liu Wuxie's heart, planning to ride Fan Lin's flying sword and compete with Yu Tianyi's battleship.

Crazy, this move is crazy.

Not to mention Fan Lin, the eleven admitted disciples sitting behind him looked stunned.

"Wuxie, you have never controlled a flying sword. If you go up hastily and have poor balance, you will fall."

Fan Lin reminded him that when he was practicing flying sword control, he chose some plain areas and controlled the height at about three to five meters.

After practicing for a full month, I completely mastered my body balance before I dared to fly at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

Liu Wuxie knew that Fan Lin meant well to remind him that when practicing flying swords normally, one must fly at a low altitude and he would not die if he fell.

It was too late. By the time he became proficient, the flying carpet would have been smashed to pieces by the battleship, and it would be a dead end in the end.

"I can't care so much anymore, Senior Brother Fan quickly uses the flying sword!"

The situation was urgent, and Liu Wuxie had no time to explain. He had already mastered the art of flying, but his level was low and he could not fly.

Controlling a small flying sword is not easy.

Fan Lin gritted his teeth, took out his generous flying sword, and floated on the flying carpet.

"You squeeze a drop of blood into it, and the temporary control of Feijian will be given to you."

Now that the decision had been made, Fan Lin gave his full support and asked Liu Wuxie to squeeze out a drop of blood essence and drop it into the flying sword.

Without hesitation, he bit his finger and a drop of blood entered Feijian. A strange scene occurred. A spiritual connection was established between Liu Wuxie and Feijian.

Use the power of magical power to control the flying sword and let it go east. The flying sword will immediately point east. This is the power of magical power.

After getting the control of the flying sword, Liu Wuxie tested it a few times and did not step on it rashly.

The flying sword flew around him several times before stopping at his feet.

Fan Lin was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face. Was this his first time controlling a flying sword? It was so smooth.

Others looked dull. Controlling flying swords with supernatural power requires extremely strong control over time to achieve this.

It took Liu Wuxie less than two breaths to master all the functions of the flying sword, which was simply incredible.

His feet suddenly stepped on the flying sword, and with the help of his magical power, the flying sword flew out with a whoosh like a meteor.

Fan Lin's heart was in his throat. If he fell down, he would die. How would he explain to the young lady when he went back?

The moment he left the flying carpet, the flying sword trembled a little. To be honest, it was the first time to control the flying sword after his rebirth, and he was still a little nervous.

This tension lasted for a breath and then quickly dissipated.