Han Aoran said coldly, raised his hand casually, and greeted him with a palm.
Bang!
The two palms collided, and a powerful wave came!
Although Wen Chou Chou's strength has improved rapidly recently, compared with Han Aoran, it is really far behind.
With this palm strike, Wen Chou Chou flew out! After landing, a mouthful of blood spurted out!
"Palace Master!"
"Palace Master, we are here to help you."
Seeing this scene, the tens of thousands of disciples of the Eternal Life Palace became red-eyed and drew their swords one after another!
Han Aoran on the side looked like a fairy, her whole body filled with aura and her aura was astonishing. Looking at the tens of thousands of disciples of the Eternal Life Palace, there was no expression on her face.
"Master Wen, if you insist on looking for trouble in your Eternal Life Palace today, you won't get the slightest advantage." Han Aoran said coldly.
Although the Apocalypse Continent invaded a few days ago and the Emei disciples suffered heavy losses, many disciples have recovered from their injuries and can casually gather fifty or sixty thousand disciples.
"hehe..."
Wen Chou Chou laughed miserably, almost madly, and said hoarsely: "Han Aoran, I really don't want to fight today. I give you three days. If you don't hand over Zhou Qin, either my Immortal Palace will be destroyed, or you, Emei!"
At this time, Wen Chou Chou's mouth was full of blood, but his momentum was not lost at all!
After the words fell, Wen Chou Chou stopped talking nonsense, waved his hand, turned and left. Tens of thousands of disciples followed closely behind him!
Han Aoran said nothing. She has been arrogant all her life. How could she leave the Emei disciples to others? If you want to fight in three days, then fight.
...
The other side.
Dongao Continent. Luxurious dance hall.
In the room, Feng Lin held the long knife tightly and slowly approached. Seeing Yue Feng sitting there, probably asleep with his eyes closed, Feng Lin's mouth curled up with a cold evil smile.
Tonight, this Yue Feng must be secretly killed!
This boy actually accepted his fiancée as his disciple?! Xu Lu had been praising Yue Feng all day long, saying that he was talented and could write such a beautiful song.
Who can stand it when his fiancée praises other men? So Feng Lin sneaked in under the cover of night and planned to torture this kid to death.
At this time, Feng Lin raised the corners of his mouth and looked at Yue Feng coldly, as if talking to himself: "A low-class bitch like you still wants to be my fiancée's master? Peep at my fiancée changing clothes,
You can die."
After the words fell, Feng Lin raised the long knife in his hand and struck directly at Yue Feng.
laugh...
The long knife struck fiercely, and Yue Feng was about to be split in half.
clang!
At this critical moment, Yue Feng's body suddenly moved. The knife struck Yue Feng's chest directly, making a metallic collision! Feng Lin was bounced two meters away!
What?
At this moment, Feng Lin was dumbfounded, because he could clearly see that the knife had clearly hit Yue Feng's body, but Yue Feng was not affected at all.
This...how could this happen?
Is this guy indestructible?
"Tsk tsk... You are my disciple's fiancé. Logically speaking, you should call me master. Once a master, he is always a father. How dare you kill your father?" At this time, Yue Feng stood there, smiling.
Feixiao looked at Feng Lin and said sarcastically.
He was wearing the Celestial Silkworm Armor, and the sword strike just now did no harm to him at all.
While speaking, Yue Feng moved his body and came to Feng Lin. He slapped him with a sudden palm!
