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Yan Wenmo chuckled at this, but before she could open her mouth to sneer, Jiang Wenbai suddenly threw her into the air. He himself looked at the Demon Lord in front of him with a serious face and entered an attacking state.

Yan Wenmo fell down in panic. She felt the cold wind whistling past her ears, and she fell down uncontrollably like a slender feather.

She is a mortal now, without any cultivation or sword-wielding skills. If she really falls down, she will surely die.

Therefore, the sudden weightlessness made her scream, and the scream was so tragic, like a live chicken being killed, extremely harsh.

When the Demon Lord saw that Jiang Wenbai dared to throw people away, his brows instantly frowned. He looked at Jiang Wenbai in disbelief, as if he didn't understand why the other party did that? !

But he did not hesitate and subconsciously wanted to take action to save people. At this moment, Jiang Wenbai stood in front of him and the sword in his hand moved.

The Demon Lord, who mistakenly thought that Jiang Wenbai was going to attack him, immediately prepared for defense. Although he was worried about Yan Wenmo, he knew that his subordinates would definitely rush over. Now, getting rid of Jiang Wenbai was the top priority.

But Jiang Wenbai did not launch an attack. Instead, he instantly disappeared in front of the Demon Lord, as if his previous defense was just a means to confuse the Demon Lord.

Yan Wenmo, who had been falling, was so frightened when he saw the ground getting closer and closer that he lost his mind and kept shouting in his sea of ​​consciousness that he was going to die, die, die.

Jiang Wenbai, you are such a jerk. You treated me like this. You knew I had no cultivation and magic power, but you still treated me like this. If I die, I will turn into a ghost to haunt you to death.

At this moment, Jiang Wenbai suddenly appeared beside Yan Wenmo and held her in his arms in a timely manner.

He looked at Yan Wenmo, whose face turned pale with fear, with amusement, and said jokingly:

"Are you so scared?!"

Yan Wenmo tried to calm her pounding heart, but she felt like she couldn't catch her breath. She rolled her eyes at Jiang Wenbai with some resentment, and muttered:

"How about you try being thrown into the air without any warning and see if you're afraid?!"

Seeing her resentful face, Jiang Wenbai looked at her with a guilty conscience and explained patiently:

"I know the art of teleportation, but you don't. I haven't yet reached the level of teleporting with others. There's nothing I can do. This is the only way."

As soon as Jiang Wenbai finished speaking, the Demon Lord's attack rushed over. The demonic energy and lethality contained in the attack seemed to tear him apart.

He narrowly avoided the attack of the Demon Lord and used the force to jump onto another roof. As he left, the roof he had just stayed on turned into ruins.

Before he could stand still, several sword lights attacked from all directions. At the same time, on several rooftops, there were demon cultivators who were practicing the art of controlling souls and taking away spirits, chanting something.

Yan Wenmo frowned in pain. His soul was trembling because of the chanting. His blood was flowing backwards, and he felt as if he was going to die in the next second.

Seeing her like this, a flame burst out from the long sword in Jiang Wenbai's hand, burning the swords of those who dared to surround him and interrupting the chanting of those people.

Jiang Wenbai quickly destroyed the makeshift trap and took the opportunity to jump to another location, continuing to avoid the relentless pursuers. He moved around on the rooftops of Wanmo Palace and Wanmo Town, looking for a glimmer of hope.

His strength is not strong, but his speed is extremely fast. Perhaps the fight between him and the Lightning Leopard in Shuiyueze allowed him to increase his speed to the extreme, so that he actually mastered the art of teleportation.

This teleportation technique allowed his speed and body shape to reach the extreme, allowing him to successfully escape from the encirclement even when he was besieged by hundreds of demon cultivators.

If he had to point out a shortcoming, it would probably be that his teleportation technique could only allow him to change positions instantly, rather than taking his teammates with him.

Therefore, Yan Wenmo was like a stupid chicken jumping up and down. She was thrown out by Jiang Wenbai every now and then, caught, thrown out again, and caught again. Then, her screams came one after another.

In the end, Yan Wenmo lay down completely. She was too lazy to call out, and her face looked as if she had lost all hope in life and her heart was dead.

Being tossed around was really a test for her heart. She was just an ordinary person and was afraid of heights. She really couldn't stand such excitement.

Therefore, when she was held in Jiang Wenbai's arms again, she finally couldn't help it and yelled at Jiang Wenbai:

"Can't you just throw me into the forbidden area of ​​the Demon Cult? Why do you have to toss me around like this? Even if you're not annoyed, I am!"

Jiang Wenbai glanced at the nearby forbidden land of the Demon Cult, then glanced at the pursuers behind him, and said hesitantly:

"It's so far away, what if you get hurt?!"

In response to his concerns, Yan Wenmo said with an irritated look:

"Then throw me into a puddle, a pond, or even somewhere else where I can't fall. I don't want to be tossed around by you anymore. I'm not a sandbag. Do you think being tossed around is fun!!!"

Seeing her impatient look, Jiang Wenbai carefully looked at the terrain of the Demon Cult's forbidden area, judged his own strength and direction, and then dodged the arrow shot by a certain demon cultivator again. He gathered strength with both hands and threw Yan Wenmo out fiercely.

Yan Wenmo was thrown by Jiang Wenbai and flew uncontrollably towards the forbidden area of ​​the Demon Cult. Seeing this, the Demon Lord's eyes shrank suddenly, and he didn't care about Jiang Wenbai beside him and chased after him directly.

Seeing that the Demon Lord was going to capture Yan Wenmo, Jiang Wenbai did not hesitate. He took out a jade token from his arms and crushed it without hesitation.

This jade token was given to him by his master before he left, saying that it could seriously injure a demon cultivator in the demon transformation stage and make him temporarily unable to move.

Therefore, in a desperate situation, Jiang Wenbai crushed the jade token without any hesitation and completely released the spiritual energy sealed in the jade token.

In an instant, an extremely strong pressure appeared out of nowhere above the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. With the appearance of the pressure, the originally windless and cloudless territory of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect suddenly became filled with flying sand and rocks, and was covered with dark clouds. There was even a faint sound of thunder coming from the dark clouds.

"This is the lightning-inducing talisman among the divine talismans, right?!"

Yan Wenmo was extremely surprised. He lay on the branch of a big tree in a very miserable manner. He raised his head with difficulty and muttered to himself to the system in his sea of ​​consciousness:

"Such a powerful spell, surely the person who wrote it must be very powerful?!"

In response to Yan Wenmo's envy, the system in the sea of ​​consciousness spoke calmly and indifferently:

"Host, if you upgrade to level 70, you can also perform this lightning-inducing technique?!"

Hearing this, Yan Wenmo looked at the system hesitantly and asked in surprise:

"Why didn't I use it a few days ago?!"

In response to Yan Wenmo's curiosity, the system explained calmly:

“There is a difference between trial wear and formal wear.”

Yan Wenmo was choked by what the system said, and then he looked at the bowl-thick thunder that was striking directly towards the Demon Lord. However, the Demon Lord seemed to be unaware of it and rushed towards him, and the thunder struck the Demon Lord's body.

The lightning attack made the Demon Lord unable to move temporarily, let alone catch Yan Wenmo. Seeing this, Yan Wenmo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then struggled to get up.

At this moment, Jiang Wenbai, who was unharmed, instantly appeared in front of Yan Wenmo. He lifted Yan Wenmo up from the tree branch easily as if he was relieved, and then disappeared in front of the Demon Lord while holding her in his arms.

The Demon Lord wanted to stop it, but he found that the lightning, as thick as a bowl, seemed to have eyes and was staring at him. Wherever he went, the lightning followed.

Therefore, he could only watch Jiang Wenbai and Yan Wenmo leave, disappear in front of him, and quickly run into the depths of the forbidden area of ​​the Demon Cult.

He stared at the direction where Jiang Wenbai and Yan Wenmo left, and couldn't help but clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said:

"Yan Shisan, how dare you leave me?! How dare you go to that kind of place?! Are you really not afraid of death?! You... an unforgivable idiot"