"Okay, okay, okay!" Yue Feng stared at Zhou Qin, clenched his fists, and said in a row, "I promise you to save Han Aoran. When I break the iron chain on her body, you will give me the Panlong Spirit."
When saying this, Yue Feng's inner anger rose slowly.
He wanted to take action, so he slapped Zhou Qin with a palm and snatched the Panlong Spirit. But she didn't dare to take risks.
After all, Panlong Spirit is very fragile. If she slows down one step and the Panlong Spirit is crushed by her, the little fairy will never survive! What Zhou Qin pinched was not Panlong Spirit, but the little fairy's life! Yue Feng couldn't afford to gamble!
I can only endure it!
Seeing Yue Feng agreeing, Zhou Qin was very excited and nodded repeatedly: "Good brother. Don't worry, as long as you save the master of the sect, I will return this thing to you immediately."
"call.."
Master Miaoyuan, who was beside him, breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Qin'er was smart and took Yue Feng's lifeline. Otherwise, Yue Feng would turn around and leave without any internal strength, but how could he save the senior sister of the sect?
Yue Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense and walked over directly.
When he arrived in front of Han Aoran, Yue Feng activated his internal force and pulled the iron chain on her body.
I saw that at this moment, Han Aaran's delicate body kept trembling faintly, his eyes were confused, and there was pain between his eyebrows. There was no trace of the majesty of a goddess in the martial arts world.
However, Yue Feng didn't care about this.
Now I just want to get the Panlong Spirit back, so I can't leave here as soon as possible. Long Qianyu is too strong and I can't stay for too long. Thinking. Yue Feng turned around and looked at Zhou Qin tightly: "Give me the Panlong Spirit."
"hot!"
However, at this moment, Han Aoran murmured, his eyes locked on Yue Feng. The next second, he suddenly rushed up and hugged Yue Feng.
"It's so hot, I feel so uncomfortable." Han Aoran's delicate face was flashing with madness, and he kept whispering, while holding Yue Feng tightly with both hands.
At this time, the medicine in Han Aoran's body had already occurred and spread into her bloodline. Her mind was in chaos and she had no idea what she was doing.
"hiss!"
In an instant, everyone present was stunned and looked at Han Aoran in amazement, unable to speak.
At the same time, many men's eyes fell on Yue Feng, and they were filled with grudges!
Damn it. Just now, Zhou Qin, a great disciple of Emei, took the initiative to hug Yue Feng, but Han Aoran is the head of Emei and a famous Frost goddess in the world.
Now Han Aoran is also embracing Yue Fengtou. What's going on?!
"Senior Sister."
Seeing this scene, Master Miaoyuan's face turned red and he stomped his feet anxiously.
With the dignified head of Emei and so intimate with Yue Feng, how can Emei gain a foothold in the world in the future?
I'll go!
Yue Feng also stiffened his body, felt Han Aoran hugging him. He smelled the light fragrance and couldn't calm down in his heart.
What's going on with Han Aoran?
Could it be that Han Aoran felt grateful and couldn't help but feel this way when he saw that he had brought Master Miaoyuan back safely?
Because Han Aoran hugged herself from behind, Yue Feng could not see her expression. He could only guess randomly in his heart.
Yue Feng also felt that Han Aoran pressed against his back, very hot and hot.
However, Yue Feng didn't have time to think too much, so he waved to Zhou Qin: "Hurry... Give me the Panlong Spirit."
"Good brother. I can give you the Panlong Spirit, but you have to promise me that I will take my master out of Zhaixing Tower." Zhou Qin bit her lip and said softly.
"Okay, I promise you! As long as you give me the Panlong Spirit, I will leave with Han Ao on my back." Yue Feng was so anxious that he was sweating heavily and said repeatedly.
Zhou Qin nodded and handed the Pan Long Jing over: "Good brother, I'll give it to you."
Yue Feng was very happy and reached out to get the Panlong Spirit. At this moment, Yue Feng never dreamed that he saw only a woman suddenly flew in! The speed was extremely fast!
It’s Long Qianyu!
"What kind of treasure is this? Please lend me a look." Long Qianyu said with a smile. After the words came, she snatched the Panlong Spirit from Zhou Qin's hand!
Her speed was too fast, as fast as a gust of wind, and Yue Feng didn't react at all!
"Yeah, it's really a treasure." Long Qianyu landed steadily on the ground, holding the dragon spirit in his hand, and spoke with a smile.
After the words came, he saw more than a hundred men in black rushing in with swords in their hands, standing behind Long Qianyu, her subordinates.
"Give it back to me!" Yue Feng's eyes were bloody and his anger came out!
Panlong Jing was stolen by Long Qianyu! This is the life of the little fairy, hers!
"Yo. I'm anxious?" Long Qianyu looked up and down at Yue Feng and said, "You are the leader of Tianmen Sect Yue Feng? You dare to come here to save people in the middle of the night. You really don't take me seriously."
Long Qianyu captured all major sects and blamed Tianmen, so of course she knew Yue Feng!
"Give me the Panlong Spirit!" Yue Feng almost roared out, and with a sharp palm slapped over with his right hand!
Even if Long Qianyu is the fifth Martial Emperor, Yue Feng will have to fight! Panlong Jing, there is only one in this world!
"Overbial ability." Long Qianyu laughed, and slowly placed the dragon spirit on his sleeve. Then he waved his hand casually.
"Hula!"
After the words came, more than a hundred men in black rushed forward.
More than a hundred people were not weak. Yue Feng summoned the Blood-Drinking Sword and was about to rush over. However, Han Aoran was behind him, still hugging Yue Feng tightly.
"Let go!" Yue Feng was so anxious that he turned around and shouted. However, Han Aoran did not react at all.
At this time, the effect of the medicine deepened, and Han Aoran felt that his whole body was about to burn, and he had no time to care about what was happening around him.
At this time, the more than a hundred men in black had already rushed in front of him. One of them, holding a long knife, slashed at Yue Feng at once!
The situation was urgent, and Yue Feng had no time to get rid of Han Aoran, so he could only carry her on his back and flash this sword. He fought fiercely with these men in black.
The strength of these men in black is generally Martial Saints. Although they are very high, they are still much different from Yue Feng. In less than half a minute, more than one hundred people lie on the ground.
Seeing this scene, Long Qianyu frowned, jumped and slapped Yue Feng with a palm.
"call!"
This palm is filled with a rush of momentum!
Long Qianyu's breath was too strong, and everyone present felt suffocating and stuffy, and he didn't dare to let out a moment of excitement!
Her palm was too fast! Yue Feng couldn't dodge at all, so he could only use his internal force quickly and raise his palm to meet him.
"boom!"
The two of them touched their palms, making a dull vibration, and the entire Zhaixing Tower seemed to shake!
At this moment, Yue Feng felt the blood in his body churning, his face pale, and his body took several steps back!