As soon as Zhang Feng finished her words, Zhao Hai appeared in front of her with two Jade boxes in his hands. Each of the Jade boxes contained two sections of the sky-connecting vine with soil.
Zhang Feng chuckled. &Quot; I knew that kid had already run away. Those guys from the dry vine sect thought that they had stopped you. What do we do now? "
"Let's leave first," Zhao Hai said with a smile. With a wave of his hand, the flowing silver magic sword slowly retreated. At the same time, the fleet also slowly retreated, disappearing from the sky above the dry vine sect in the blink of an eye.
The cultivators of the dry vine sect were a little uncertain when they saw Zhao Hai and the others retreat so quickly. They didn't understand what Zhao Hai meant. This wasn't even a probing attack, and they had retreated so quickly. This was beyond their expectations.