Chapter 897: Withdraw!

"Brother Emperor, I'm sorry, I'm late." Zhu Ying looked back at Zhu Changsheng and said apologetically: "Our reinforcement..."
"it's here!!"
Another loud shout came, and only an elite force came to call.
The leader was a man with red hair, who was riding on a beast that was full of flames, walking forward aggressively.
"Guardian Spirit Beast?!" Yan Fanglin frowned, looking at this flame beast with a look of surprise, judging from the breath of the opponent, it was still a high-level beast.
"General Meng, let's retreat."
"Yan Er, why do you want to retreat?" Meng Zhong frowned and said puzzledly: "The opponent's reinforcements are here, but our strength is not bad, plus you, the spell division, can definitely kill them all in one go. ."
Yan Fanglin shook his head and said lightly: "You are too underestimating the other party. In this army, I feel that there are still several powerful people."
"It's just that they are all hidden in order to catch us by surprise!"
"What!?" Meng Zhong's pupils shrank, and his face changed slightly. He would not doubt Yan Fanglin's judgment. Their spell masters have very strong mental power and are very sensitive to some breaths.
If he said that there are strong people hidden in it, then he is almost inseparable.
"Retreat!!" Meng Zhong gritted his teeth and quickly ordered the retreat.
Unexpectedly, after finally seizing such an opportunity, Zhu Changsheng could be seized. Who knew that Zhu Yanguo's reinforcements had been killed.
"Want to go?" Zhu Ying's eyes drenched, and she was about to go up, but was yelled at by a voice.
"Little disciple grandson, don't chase!" At this moment, Luo Xiaoman riding Dabai, leaning against Mo Yuan's arms, said lazily, "Save your brother first."
"Yes!" Zhu Ying nodded, and immediately dispersed the soldiers and entered a state of alert.
"Xiao Qiqi, go take a look." Luo Xiaoman glanced at Zhu Changsheng who was trapped, and said lightly.
Luo Qi walked over, looking at Zhu Changsheng's imprisonment with a complex expression, "This is the Forbidden Earth Curse, a high-level binding spell."
"How do you know?" Zhu Changsheng looked suspiciously at the little boy in front of him, "This is the Yan family's spell technique."
"Brother Huang, this is the person I mentioned to you before." Zhu Ying explained: "His name is Yan Qi, but now his name is Luo Qi."
"Yan Qi?" Zhu Changsheng frowned, his eyes suddenly drenched, "Are you from the Yan family."
Luo Qi didn't make a sound, he said a word in his mouth, and even his hands were connected to the seal, then the forbidden soil curse was lifted.
When the earth forbidden curse was lifted, Yan Fanglin's body shook, his eyes sank, and he looked back at Zhu Yanguo's direction.
"Yan Er is the master, what's the matter?" Meng Zhong asked in doubt when he saw his look different.
"Zhu Yanguo has also come to a spell master." Yan Fanglin squinted his eyes and said lightly: "Moreover, the opponent's strength is not weak, and it can actually lift my Forbidden Soil Curse."
"Zhu Yanguo also has a spell master?" Meng Zhong was slightly startled, and said with a look of surprise: "But, don't most spell masters come from the Yan family? Why does Zhu Yanguo have spell masters?"
Yan Fanglin's eyes cooled down, and he sneered: "If I guessed correctly, it should be the wicked species of our Yan family!"
Speaking of this, his body exudes a sharp killing intent.