Chapter 29 Iron Claw Dragon Eagle, High Altitude Distress

"This is a low-grade flying spirit weapon 'Bamboo Leaf Boat', which is priced at one hundred and fifty low-grade spirit stones." Mo Ying said abruptly when she saw the expression on Ye Feng's face.

"So expensive!"

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes.

"The price of low-grade spiritual tools is more than 100 spiritual stones, which is not cheap," Mo Ying explained.

Hearing this, Ye Feng seemed to have discovered a new continent, and stared at Mo Ying with wide eyes.

He remembered that when Mo Ying joined the Misty Sect, he first paid a hundred low-grade spirit stones as an entry fee.

Moreover, Mo Ying also has a low-grade spirit weapon, Windward Flying Sword, so she is considered a little rich woman!

"Don't look at me, I've run out of money."

How could Mo Ying not be able to guess what Ye Feng was thinking? She folded her arms, turned around and jumped onto the roof, and began to practice.

"Who was that just now?"

At this time, Jia Yulan pointed to the roof and asked.

"Her name is Mo Ying, she is your fourth senior sister." Ye Feng pointed at the others and introduced them one by one.

It didn't take long for Jia Yulan, Xia He, and Qiu Ju to join the Misty School.

The current Misty School is too shabby. Although the total area of ​​the peak is ten acres, the building area is relatively small, and it cannot accommodate so many people.

Therefore, the six female disciples Jia Yulan, Xia He, Qiu Ju, Mo Ying, Li Jiaojiao, and Ouyang Yu squeezed together temporarily.

As for Shi Lei, Huo Yunjie, Long Tianxing, and Ouyang Feng, although they were all in one room, they seemed much more spacious.

"It seems that today we have to get the design drawings, re-plan the sect, and leave some open space."

Thinking of this, Ye Feng jumped onto the roof.

Mo Ying happened to cross her knees here, when she suddenly found a person standing beside her, she was so frightened that she instantly pulled out her flying sword.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Feng heard the harsh sound of the sword being drawn, and looked innocently at Mo Ying and the flying sword she was holding.

Mo Ying realized that she was overreacting and looked embarrassed. Fortunately, there was a black veil blocking it, so Ye Feng couldn't see it.

She said quickly, "Prepare to practice swords."

"That's right, you take me to fly." Ye Feng pointed down, "I'm going to draw a map of the peak, and then plan it, I have to take a look at the terrain."

"Oh."

Mo Ying threw the flying sword to suspend it on the roof, jumped up with Ye Feng, and gradually flew to a place dozens of meters away from the peak.

"As expected of the swordsmanship!"

Long Tianxing stood in the yard, looking up at Ye Feng and Mo Ying with envy.

"This is indeed Swordsmanship, and it's done."

Jia Yulan came over, looked at the two people in the sky, and said softly.

"Senior Sister Seven, can I learn?" Long Tianxing asked expectantly.

Hearing this title, Jia Yulan almost burst out laughing and said, "I started later than you, so you should call me Junior Sister."

Long Tianxing scratched his head and secretly said that you are several years older than me, how dare I call you Junior Sister?

"Good sister."

Although he was unhappy in his heart, Long Tianxing's mouth was very honest, and he asked again, "Then how do I practice swordsmanship?"

Jia Yulan looked at the sky and explained:

"Actually, Sword Mastery is just a general term. As long as you cultivate a spell related to swords, you can use Sword Mastery to fly, but it will consume more spiritual energy."

Long Tianxing showed a sudden look and asked, "What if there are no related spells and flying swords?"

"Then there is no way." Jia Yulan said.

"But what if I want to fly to the sky?" Long Tianxing asked.

Jia Yulan smiled sweetly: "There are many ways to fly to the sky. Besides Yujian, you can also take a flying spirit weapon or use flying spells."

Speaking of which, Jia Yulan clasped his hands together, and performed "Falling Colors", which was close to Dacheng. Countless beautiful pink petals appeared around, and they quickly overlapped into a bird with a wingspan of two meters.

Jia Yulan jumped on the bird's back,

Chaolong Tianxing smiled sweetly: "This is a flying spell, but it consumes more spiritual power and is only suitable for short-distance flying."

After all, she has already flown into the air.

"Bravo!"

Long Tianxing looked at Jia Yulan who was flying up from the sky, his blue pupils were full of envy.

midair.

Ye Feng is holding paper and pen, facing the misty peak below, carefully drawing the floor plan.

His movements were fast, and when Jia Yulan came to the air, he had already drawn it.

Ye Feng was startled when he saw that Jia Yulan had come to the sky, and reminded loudly:

"Your "Falling Colors" has not yet been completed, and there are flaws. Although it can fly, it consumes aura very quickly. It is too dangerous at high altitudes, so go back quickly."

Jia Yulan smiled and said, "It's okay, I can still hold on."

Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the distance.

The blueprint in Ye Feng's hand was cracked by the wind, half of it was left in his hand, and the other half flew away.

"Don't be busy, head, I'll get it back for you."

Jia Yulan manipulated the petals and birds to chase after them. After a while, he got the other half of the blueprint and was about to return.

But at this moment, Mo Ying noticed a demonic energy approaching from the air, and said in surprise:

"dangerous!"

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Ying found a giant eagle with a wingspan of five meters fluttering its wings. She looked at it with her spiritual eyes and said in surprise:

"It's the 'Iron Claw Dragon Eagle' of the mid-level demon soldier. Come back to the top!"

However, her reminder was too late.

The iron-clawed dragon eagle instantly approached Jia Yulan, and its huge and sharp claws easily tore the petals and birds.

At the same time, his energy exploded, causing Jia Yulan to snort, and a strand of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

She couldn't continue to perform "Falling Colors", her body was out of control, and she fell from a height of more than 700 meters.

"Hurry up and save people!"

Ye Feng exclaimed.

Mo Ying was silent, but she moved quickly. She carried Ye Feng with her flying sword and flew high into the sky, rushing towards Jia Yulan.

"Ah, it's not good!"

When Long Tianxing saw this scene, he exclaimed.

"It's the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle!"

Shi Lei, Huo Yunjie and other disciples also rushed out of the room, and happened to see the iron claw dragon eagle leaving and returning, pounced on Jia Yulan.

Xia He, Qiu Ju and the others had long been frightened, their faces turned pale, and their eyes were full of worry and fear.

"Monster, you dare to touch the disciple of my Misty Sect!"

Ye Feng patted Mo Ying on the shoulder, jumped up from the flying sword in the wind, and rode on the back of the iron-clawed dragon eagle, and punched it down, making it whimper and fall to the ground.

"Save Jia Yulan first!"

Ye Feng shouted to stop Mo Ying who was about to save him.

Hearing this, Mo Ying resolutely accelerated, caught Jia Yulan who was falling, and turned around, only to find that Ye Feng had already hugged the neck of the iron-clawed dragon eagle and quickly fell together.

"Master, be careful!"

Seeing this scene, all the disciples raised their hearts to their throats. Falling from such a high place, I am afraid that only Brother Pingtou can be safe.

"Fourth Senior Sister, hurry up and save the Sect Master!"

Jia Yulan coughed out a mouthful of blood and hurriedly said to Mo Ying.

At the moment, the wind is very strong.

Mo Ying's veil was lifted, revealing a face that seemed to have been corroded by the poisonous mist, which startled Jia Yulan.

Although she heard the exclamations beside her, Mo Ying didn't bother to pay attention to it, but drove the flying sword to speed up her whereabouts, chasing after Ye Feng who was falling at high speed with the iron-clawed dragon eagle.