Five hundred and ninetieth chapters want to cry but no tears
Damn!
This Long Qianyu is really too powerful!
She has pure yang internal strength, but she is not her opponent!
But then again, the other party is Wu Duan Wu Emperor after all, and he is a level higher than himself!
At this time, after Yue Feng stabilized his figure, he looked at Long Qianyu in great horror, and his face could not hide his shock!
No. You can't beat it head-on.
But I can't leave myself, the Panlong Spirit is still in her hands!
Thinking of it, Yue Feng stared at Long Qianyu tightly, anxious!
"Sect Master Yue, since you are here, please stay." Long Qianyu said with a smile!
"Buzz!"
At this moment, she raised her jade hand again, and a strong internal force fluctuation swept towards the surroundings.
The next moment, a terrifying force instantly condensed in front of Long Qianyu! A dazzling blood-colored sword formed in the air!
This blood-colored long sword is more than 30 meters long! It is obviously transformed with internal force and is dazzling!
"boom!"
Long Qianyu's expression was cold, and he looked at Yue Feng tightly. With a wave of his jade hand, the long blood-colored sword teared the air, and with a pounding force, he whistled towards Yue Feng!
"Yue Feng, don't resist, give up!" Long Qianyu's red lips opened lightly, and a cold voice came from her mouth.
"Thorn!"
The long blood-colored sword cut through the air, and the speed was really too fast. In the blink of an eye, it was about to split Yue Feng in half!
Yue Feng was shocked!
This woman was so powerful if she didn’t use her skills just now. Now that she uses her skills, it’s even more terrifying!
With Yue Feng's strength at this time, he will definitely not be able to compete with him!
At this critical moment, Yue Feng had to raise his hand and wave it in the air to form a protective layer.
"clang!"
In an instant, the blood-colored sword shadow hit the protective layer hard, causing a violent vibration!
But this protective layer was instantly shattered by the long blood-colored sword! Yue Feng vomited blood and his body flew backwards!
"ah!"
Yue Feng's eyes were red and roaring loudly. He felt unwilling to accept it!
I can't beat Long Qianyu at all! I have to leave now! If I insist on grabbing the Dragon Spirit, I will only die!
Now that things have come, I can only escape first, then find an opportunity to come back and steal Panlong Jing. This is the only way!
If I die here, what should the little fairy do? Now I can only escape!
At this moment, Yue Feng felt extremely angry, but without any hesitation, he held Han Aurantan in his arms with his back hand and jumped out of the windowsill directly.
call!
At the same time, Yue Feng raised his hand and waved his hand and released the white lotus cold fire, forming a white fire wall behind him.
Um?
The flames are white?
Long Qianyu's expression was solemn, she could feel that the white flame was extremely hot! For a moment, she had to activate her internal force to resist the white flame. However, taking advantage of this opportunity, Yue Feng had already embraced Han Aoran and left Zhaixing Tower.
"You're lucky." Long Qianyu looked at Yue Feng's back and spoke coldly. Then he took out this plate of dragon spirit from his sleeve. This thing seemed to be a genius treasure. After absorbing it, his strength should increase greatly.
On the other side, Yue Feng hugged Han Aoran and ran all the way. He didn't know how far he ran, but finally arrived at a forest. He noticed that Long Qianyu was not catching up with him, and Yue Feng let out a secret sigh.
"groove!"
Yue Feng punched a tree, and his anger surged!
I don’t know how much I paid, but I got the Panlong Spirit! But now, I was actually stolen! When I think of the little fairy, Yue Feng felt so heartbroken.
It’s all a special code to blame Zhou Qin! If it weren’t for her, she would have threatened herself with the Panlong Spirit. The Panlong Spirit would not have been stolen!
"Han Aoran, why can't you Emei disciples always get along with me?!" Yue Feng gritted his teeth and shouted coldly.
However, at this time, Han Aoran did not respond at all. She lay on the grass, her eyes closed tightly.
Just now, when Yue Feng and Long Qianyu were fighting, Han Aoran lay behind Yue Feng and was shocked. He has not woken up yet.
When Yue Feng saw that, Han Aoran's eyes were closed and his face was flushed. His appearance was really charming.
I have to say that this woman is really beautiful. I don’t know how many men are willing to bow down under her skirt. But Yue Feng really couldn’t be interested in her. This woman once slammed herself into the crater with one palm! Almost killed herself! Her junior sister Miaoyuan has caused trouble for herself countless times! Her good apprentice Zhou Qin once killed Sister Wen Wan! It can be said that Yue Feng has no favoritism for their entire Emei Sect, even if it is not at all!
Yue Feng had no time to pay mercy on Han, and he thought of Panlong Spirit in his heart, and he suddenly felt like crying without tears.
The Panlong Spirit was stolen, what should the little fairy do?
"Um."
At this moment, Han Aoran next to him suddenly let out a low moan, bursting with pain.
This sound seemed to have a fatal temptation, and Yue Feng felt that his bones were about to be slimmed.
Yue Feng turned his head and said angrily: "Han Aoran, are you awake? Let me tell you. Your Emei Sect is really..."
hiss.
Before he finished speaking, Yue Feng could not help but take a breath of air conditioning when he saw Han's arrogant look, and he was so obsessed with seeing it.
Yue Feng saw Qin Rongyin curled up sideways on the grass, under her long skirt, and the charming curves appeared and felt faintly visible. Her whole body was filled with sweat. And her beautiful face seemed extremely painful, but also charming!
I'll go, what's going on?
Thinking of her heart, Yue Feng hurried forward: "Oh. Han Aoran, please be more awake."
Swish!
However, at this moment, Han Aoran hugged Yue Feng!
At this time, Han Aoran had completely lost his mind due to the attack of the effect of the medicine!
"Han Aoran, you." Yue Feng was about to speak, but Han Aoran actually raised his jade hand and lit it twice on Yue Feng, sealing his acupoint!
Although Han Aoran had no internal strength at this time, as the head of Emei, her skill in pointing acupoints was perfect. Moreover, Yue Feng was not prepared for her, and in an instant, Yue Feng could not move.
Before he could react, Han Aurantian's red lips kissed Yue Feng!
Han Aoran felt a flame burning in his body, and his whole body was about to burn.
Plop!
The next second, before Yue Feng could react, Han Aoran rushed him up and the two of them rolled on the grass in an instant!"
"You, you are..." Yue Feng was stunned and subconsciously used his internal force to break open the acupoints.
Although he was pressed on the acupoint, Han Aoran had no internal strength and Yue Feng could rush to open the acupoint. However, it would take time. It would probably take at least half an hour to rush to open the acupoint!
At this time, Han Aoran could no longer hear Yue Feng's voice. She hugged Yue Feng tightly and began to pull Yue Feng's clothes.
Han Aoran's mind went blank and he sat down with his lips biting.