I'll hand over the system soon.

The corner of Feng Hui's mouth twitched, he didn't expect Cang Yue Zhenzun to be so thick-skinned.

If he can get out of this formation, why hasn't he done so yet?

He just came to present Sancho's custom-made mount today. Who would have thought that he would encounter such an unreasonable disaster.

"My nephew doesn't dare to overstep his bounds. It's better to ask my junior uncle to go ahead."

"Just leave if I tell you to. How can a grown man be so verbose?"

"What are you two arguing about?"

As the two argued, Sancho's voice sounded from behind them.

Cang Yue's body trembled, and she turned around mechanically, looking at Sancho who appeared in the formation, with a stiff smile on her lips, "Why did Tu'erqi also join the formation?"

Sancho pointed at Feng Hui behind Cang Yue and said, "A senior brother from Qi Peak came to look for Senior Brother Fenghui. After asking the Senior Brother from Zhen Peak, I found out that Senior Brother Fenghui came to see me early in the morning."

"So I guessed that Senior Brother Fenghui probably entered the formation by mistake when I was setting up the formation, so I came in to take a look."

Cang Yue felt a little relieved. She didn't just come to him. She must not let her disciple know that as a master, he was as useless as Feng Hui and could not get out of this formation.

"Then since someone is looking for Feng Hui, I think there must be something important. You should take him out quickly and don't miss anything."

As for himself, he really doesn't believe in this evil today. He has to break this formation!

Sancho never thought about the possibility that Cang Yue would not be able to break through the formation she had set up, so she took Feng Hui out with peace of mind.

The Qifeng disciples outside were still waiting in confusion.

"Senior Brother Feng is really in this formation? This formation is obviously so simple."

Just as he was muttering, Fenghui and Sancho appeared together, and he was instantly speechless.

As soon as Feng Hui saw the other person's expression, he knew what the other person was thinking. It was indeed a bit embarrassing to say this, so he quickly raised his hand to stop the other person's upcoming question.

"This is your custom-made mount. Take a look and see if there is anything that needs improvement." Remembering the business of coming to Zhenfeng, Feng Hui took out Sancho's custom-made mount from his storage bag.

A pure black supercar with a metallic luster and a silver-gray heavy-duty motorcycle appeared on the training ground.

In fact, instead of calling these two cars supercars and motorcycles, she prefers to call them chariots.

Because she also designed weapons and equipment for it.

Sancho couldn't help but step forward and touch the car body. The smooth and cold touch made her unable to put it down.

"They are really beautiful." Feng Hui couldn't help but praise.

He was the one who personally refined these two mounts, and he was also the one who watched these two mounts take shape, but he still had to say that every time he looked at them, he would be amazed by them.

It's so beautiful.

Sancho returned his mysterious smile, "There are more beautiful ones."

As he spoke, Sancho put away the formation stones on the training ground. Cang Yue, who was studying the formation carefully, looked up and found that she had returned to the training ground from the maze.

Before he could ask what was going on, he heard his good disciple say to him: "Master, we will try this formation another day. Today we will use the training ground to try out my disciple's mount."

Only then did Cang Yue notice the two "mounts" parked at the edge of the training ground.

"Is this the mount you've been talking about before?" Cang Yue walked closer and took a closer look, "Your mount has a somewhat unique shape, but it's pretty good-looking."

It's the kind of beauty that makes him want to own one after seeing it. It's also the kind of beauty that gets better and better the more he looks at it. It's also the kind of beauty that makes him feel a little ecstasy after looking at it for a long time.

After getting the supercar he had longed for, Sancho was eager to try it.

Opening the door, she couldn't wait to get in, then slammed the door and stepped on the accelerator.

Because they were powered by spirit stones and she made some changes, the sound of the two supers running was not very loud, but their speed did not slow down at all.

The car was like an arrow leaving the string, and drove off in a flash.

As the car moves, a circle of faint blue lights emerges from the rotating wheels, forming a halo as the wheels rotate together.

When everyone was attracted by the lights on the wheels, suddenly a light of the same color lit up from the lines of the car body, and then went out again, and so on.

The disciple who came from Qi Peak to look for Fenghui saw this scene and couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, and then exclaimed: "This is so cool!"

From the time they were refined to the time they were delivered to Junior Sister Sang, Senior Brother Fenghui has always been in charge of these two mounts, so these Junior Brothers have never seen them before.

Now that he has seen it, he realizes that a mount can be so cool, it makes people hungry.

He didn't know what it would be like to ride on such a cool mount. He really wanted to ask Junior Sister Sang to come down and let him get on it and try it out.

He was obviously not the only one who thought so.

But no one was too embarrassed to speak, so they could only wait until Sancho had tried enough before asking them to have a good time.

Just as they were thinking about it, Sancho suddenly stopped in the training ground. They thought that Sancho was coming down, but who knew that the mount slowly took off into the air.

Fenghui knew that this mount could fly, but Cang Yue and the Qifeng disciples who came to look for him didn't know that, so both of them opened their mouths slightly and watched in shock as Sancho flew up with the cool mount. sky.

The supercar was hovering in the air. Sancho stepped on the accelerator without any scruples, and then sped out quickly under the gaze of everyone below.

"Junior Sister Sang's mount... seems a bit fast." Qifeng disciple muttered to himself.

Cang Yue also said with shock in her words: "It seems like it's very fast. This speed is faster than Feng Linggen's sword."

As we all know, the fastest way to travel in the Xuanyuan world is to use a sword, but there is a difference in speed between people who use a sword.

People with high cultivation levels can naturally wield swords faster than those with low cultivation levels.

And at the same level of cultivation, people with wind spiritual roots can wield swords faster than those with other spiritual roots.

But the speed of Sancho's mount in front of him was comparable to that of a Fenglinggen monk with Jindan cultivation!

Cang Yue found it unbelievable that there was such a fast magic weapon in this world?

He was even more frightened when he thought that this mount was made by Fenghui.

Is Fenghui's current level of weapon refining as strong as this?

After a second thought, Cang Yue realized something was wrong again.

Weapon refining is actually inseparable from the formation.

When refining any magic weapon, if there is no formation engraved on it, its power will be greatly reduced.

Therefore, most flying instruments in Xuanyuan Realm will be imprinted with many wind-based formations to increase speed.

He admits that Fenghui's skill in refining weapons is powerful. When did his level of formation reach such a high level that the magic weapon he could refine could reach such speed?

"How many wind formations did you carve on that mount?" Cang Yue asked directly.

Looking up at the blue sky above his head, Feng Hui sighed: "Young Master may not believe it, but I have not engraved any formation on Junior Sister Sang's mount."

Hearing that no formations were engraved, Cang Yue only thought that Fenghui was joking with him and denied it without hesitation: "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Without the imprinting formation, how could his disciple's mount fly so fast?

This is simply impossible.