Chapter: 7805

After hearing the words on the first one, the old man stared blankly at the sky, wanting to cry but without tears:

"It's so hard for me..."

The tide is unstoppable.

The members of Chixia Sect stabbed straight away like sharp knives.

"escape!"

"Run away!"

"It can't be stopped, we can't stop it!"

Countless members of the Chixia Sect had their mentality exploded, they turned around and fled, despite some big deacons, the Dharma protectors didn't even shout.

In fact, many guardians and elders also turned around and ran away.

And this time.

Yue Wuwei took his own pen and wrote another word: "Feng!"

Crash!

The massive amount of spiritual power in his body, combined with the yin and yang pen, formed a secret technique, a huge barrier, which blocked the Chixia Sect's retreat.

After all, Yue Wuwei was old and mature, he blocked one direction, and there was still an exit to leave from both sides.

But to escape to the two sides, you have to overcome many difficulties, and you are afraid that you will suffer heavy casualties.

But if there is a glimmer of hope, they will choose to flee instead of choosing to fight to the death when there is no hope, so as to avoid too many casualties among the three alliances.

"Hehe, how is it? My black and white pen is not bad." Yue Wuwei said to Zhang Han with a smile.

"Isn't this Yin Yang pen?" Zhang Han asked a little strangely.

"Same, it's just a name." Yue Wuwei stroked his beard with his left hand: "I've kept this mysterious treasure for two hundred years, and it's just finished recently. Take it out and use it."

"It's okay, the power is not very high." Zhang Han looked calm and shook his head slightly: "Using Xuanbao, you have to activate the secret technique yourself. In my opinion, it seems to be similar to taking off your pants and farting. It's unnecessary."

"What?" Yue Wuwei was stunned.

I felt a little dissatisfied immediately.

But there was also a hint of suspicion in his expression. Why did Zhang Han's indifferent eyes look a little bit wrong?

"Pack."

Zi Yan couldn't help it, a smile rose from the corner of her mouth.

"Cough cough."

Zhang Han coughed lightly, but couldn't pretend anymore. He blinked a few times and said, "This yin-yang pen looks good, Mr. Yue, let's discuss it, you can lend it to me."

"Haha, you kid, do you want this money? Impossible." Yue Wuwei laughed directly, and shouted in his heart: Shu Tan!

"The point is, this yin and yang pen is in your hands, and it can't be used. Isn't this a dusty jade? You can't bear to look at such a good treasure, but it can't play the divine power it should have?" Zhang Han guided.

Yue Wuwei: "Be patient."