Soon, Mo Tianfeng arrived in front of Lingyun Hall, and behind him, he was following the powerful people of Jiuhua Hall. However, at this moment, at the magnificent main entrance of the hall, a group of figures stood there indifferently, waiting for something, as if waiting for something.

When Mo Tianfeng saw the scene in front of Lingyun Palace, he suddenly felt bright and his body flashed. He went straight toward Lingyun Palace. However, at this moment, a figure intercepted him, looking at Mo Tianfeng's eyes with a sneer expression.

With a slight pause, Mo Tianfeng looked at the person in front of him coldly and said coldly: "Where is Ling Jiutian? Hand over Lian'er."

"Mo Tianfeng, what do you mean? This is my Lingyun Palace, not your Jiuhua Palace. You should be careful when speaking. Also, are you too arrogant when you bring so many people to my Lingyun Palace?" The figure standing in front of Mo Tianfeng was Ling Zhongmou, Ling Jiutian's second uncle, and his strength was also the peak of the Immortal Lord. When Mo Tianfeng saw him, he immediately understood that this matter must have been done for Ling Jiutian. Otherwise, Ling Zhongmou would have no time to stand here and wait for him.

"You understand what I mean, hand over the person." The cold chill of Mo Tianfeng's body burst out, and he was ready to take action. Ling Jiutian was too arrogant.

"Palace Master Mo, what's wrong with me?" At this moment, a voice came out, and Ling Jiutian's figure walked out from Lingyun Palace and appeared in front of Mo Tianfeng.

Seeing Ling Jiutian, Mo Tianfeng's expression suddenly condensed, and the cold aura locked Ling Jiutian, causing Ling Jiutian to stagnate. Ling Zhongmou's body trembled and blocked Ling Jiutian. In an instant, the powerful oppressive force fell on him, making Ling Jiutian relax.

"Ling Jiutian, I didn't expect you to be so shameless and return Lian'er to me."

"Palace Master Mo, I don't understand what you said." Ling Jiutian smiled coldly and denied.

"Get the man." Mo Tianfeng suddenly stepped forward, and his strong murderous intent burst out. At this moment, he had reached the brink of anger.

"Hmph." Ling Jiutian sneered and said to Ling Zhongmou: "Second Uncle, since Palace Master Mo doesn't believe us, let him go to Lingyun Palace to find it yourself. However, this time, Palace Master Mo brought people to my Lingyun Palace to play wild things, and I, Lingyun Palace, remember."

As he said that, Ling Jiutian, Ling Zhongmou and others moved away from the figures. Mo Tianfeng's eyes stagnated, but he still waved his hand and led the crowd toward Lingyun Hall, but his heart became colder and colder.

At this time, in Jiuhua Hall, Mo Yunxi stood in the void, staring into the distance, his eyes full of worry, and at the top of the hall below him, Ye Feng stood there indifferently, releasing a hint of chill all over his body.

The bright moonlight shines, making the cold night look a little deserted.

Ye Feng's spiritual consciousness merged with the heaven, earth and starry sky, covering the entire Jiuhua Palace. No movement can escape the capture of his spiritual consciousness.

At this moment, Ye Feng's eyes slightly condensed, and two figures suddenly appeared in his spiritual consciousness, teleporting directly towards this side, with a very fast speed.

"Yunxi, be careful." Ye Feng trembled while speaking, his body trembled, and the demon-killing spear surrounded by strong demonic energy appeared in his hand. Without any warning, a long sword of immortal weapon stabbed directly forward.

At the same time, in front of Mo Yunxi and Ye Feng, a figure emerged out of thin air, grabbed the sword directly, and swung it hard. The sword suddenly went far away, but Ye Feng's figure blocked in front of Mo Yunxi did not move. The moment the opponent grabbed the sword, he had already escaped. He knew that his strength was too far from the opponent, and he would definitely not be able to block the opponent.

"Crush the jade slip." Ye Feng roared, and at the same time, his mind moved slightly, the meaning of space bloomed, and the corners of his mouth vomited lightly, Ye Feng whispered: "Space solidifies."

The person who appeared on the opposite side sneered. What kind of cultivation is the other party? He used space to solidify in front of him. Is this useful? He reached out and grabbed it. The movements of the person on the opposite side did not stop, controlling the power of the law of space. However, the next moment, his eyes slightly condensed, and the space frozen him, and his body was frozen.

At this time, Ye Feng pulled Mo Yunxi, moved around and left the place instantly, and appeared in the space below. At the same time, Mo Yunxi had already taken out the soul jade slip and crushed it.

In an instant, the strong immortal king broke free from the frozen space, and an extremely cold light flashed in his eyes. He was actually frozen by the first and fifth level immortal generals. If it was transmitted, his face would be gone. Although it was only a very short moment, the freezing at that moment just now was so real.

"Time, stop." Cold words spit out from the corner of his mouth. The man flashed again and appeared in front of Ye Feng in an instant. But at the same time, Ye Feng's mouth was filled with a faint sneer, and the stars moved, and Mo Yunxi disappeared from the spot again. At this moment, the body of the strong Immortal Lord was stunned in the spot. The space frozen and frozen his body. Time stopped, and it was useless to Ye Feng. How could this be possible?

However, the fact happened in front of him, and he had to believe it. When he woke up from the shock, his eyes condensed, his body flashed, and he instantly arrived in front of another person who came with him. He grabbed his body and teleported away directly, disappearing from the spot. While they left, the figures of the strong immortal kings such as Mo Tianfeng appeared in front of Mo Yunxi, with his eyes extremely coldly staring at the two leaving figures.

"Ling Zhongmou, Ling Jiutian." The extremely cold voice spit out from Mo Tianfeng's mouth. Mo Tianfeng glanced at Mo Yunxi and wanted to chase the woman when she saw that the woman was fine, but Ye Feng said, "Uncle Mo, don't need to chase her anymore, it's useless to chase her."

Mo Tianfeng's body stopped and did not move. He looked at Ye Feng and said, "Ye Feng, thank you again this time. If you were there, Yunxi might have been caught by that beast."

Despite Mo Tianfeng's strong suppression, Ye Feng could still clearly feel the boundless anger on Mo Tianfeng's body. Is he still one of the Lords of the Palace? Ling Jiutian had already brought someone to his Jiuhua Palace to catch his daughter. If Ye Feng hadn't been there, he wouldn't even know what the consequences would be.

"It's nothing, let's go and see Lian'er." Ye Feng didn't care. When Mo Tianfeng left, he was still more careful, worried that Ling Jiutian would use the strategy again. Sure enough, Ling Jiutian really did that.

As he said that, Ye Feng's figure flashed. When he returned to the courtyard below, he saw a figure standing in a daze under the moonlight, his hair was messy, his face was pale, and his clothes were messy. Even clear scratches could be seen on the exposed shoulders.

Ye Feng's heart twitched violently, and his whole body was filled with a cold chill. The cute Mo Lian'er was like a puppet at this moment, dead silent, without any vitality and vitality.

"Lien'er." At this time, Mo Yunxi walked up to Lian'er and saw Lian'er's appearance. He stepped forward and hugged Lian'er tightly, but he saw that Lian'er's eyes were still dull and he looked ahead blankly, blankly.

"Liang'er, it's all my fault, it's all my fault for neglecting it, giving that beast a chance." Mo Yunxi stroked Lian'er's cheeks with both hands, his body trembled slightly, and a crying voice in his voice. She hated herself, and even more hated Ling Jiutian. The beast that was worse than beasts actually did such shameless things to Lian'er. She always thought Ling Jiutian would put her mind on her, but she didn't expect Lian'er to become a victim in the end.

"Wake up, Lian'er."

At this time, Ye Feng walked forward, patted Mo Yunxi on the shoulder, and signaled Mo Yunxi to move out of the way.

Mo Yunxi looked at Ye Feng and took a step back slightly. He saw Ye Feng approaching Lian'er, "Liang'er, look at me," the sound wave spit out of Ye Feng's mouth, trembling his soul, causing Lian'er's empty eyes to move slightly. Looking at Ye Feng, she saw a pair of dark and deep demonic eyes, which made her fall into it instantly and unable to extricate herself.

The people around him saw Lian'er's gaze gradually regaining a hint of spirit. Then, tears began to slowly seep out of their eyes. Finally, they even threw themselves into Ye Feng's arms and cried loudly: "Brother Ye."

Ye Feng hugged Lian'er and patted Lian'er on the shoulder. Just now, he had learned everything. As expected, Ling Jiutian insulted Lian'er.

"Liang'er, don't cry, that beast will be punished, he will die." Ye Feng's heart was extremely cold. For the first time, he was filled with endless murderous intent for Ling Jiutian.

"Who can move the young master of Lingyun Palace?" Lian'er's crying voice came out, with endless resentment and mockery. She was just a member of Jiuhua Palace. Even if Ling Jiutian did such a thing to her, who would dare to treat Ling Jiutian? If she could move, Ling Jiutian would not dare to be so arrogant.

"No, Lian'er, he will definitely be punished. Jiuhua Palace is not good, so I will go to the Emperor Palace to ask the Emperor to come forward." Mo Tianfeng also had a sad look in his expression, feeling sad for the Lord of Jiuhua Palace. Ling Jiutian blatantly did such a beastly thing, and even wanted to kidnap his daughter Mo Yunxi together.

"It's useless." Lian'er shook her head, still laughing with mocking tears, begging the emperor to come forward? Even the emperor's nephew Di Hai in the Emperor's Hall participated in this matter. Can the emperor come forward? Will he come forward for her little person?

"Liang'er, don't worry, I, Ye Feng, here I, is here to make a soul blood oath. If Ling Jiutian is not dead, I will kill him with my own hands." Ye Feng looked at Lian'er calmly, his voice was very calm, but from his eyes, there was an unshakable sense of perseverance and determination.

When everyone heard Ye Feng's words, everyone's eyes froze slightly and fell on Ye Feng's body. The slightly depressed back was so majestic.
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