The third thousand one hundred and tenth chapters do not have the habit of leaving women behind
"Brother Chu..."
Mu Feiyan's face looked pitifully flustered, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.
From the bottom of her heart, she naturally hoped that this man could save her, but she could also see that the other man was too strong and far beyond what Ye Bufan could fight against.
Normally, the immortal world respects strength, and at the same time, every immortal is selfish. No one is willing to sacrifice themselves when they know they are outmatched.
Moreover, the two of them had only met for a few hours, and they were only acquaintances, not even familiar.
Yanqing believed that Ye Bufan would definitely give in. She thought so too, and she would not have any complaints. After all, this was a normal choice for a person.
The result was beyond everyone's expectations. Ye Bufan had no intention of getting out of the way, but looked firm.
"I promised to protect her, and I won't break my promise."
Mu Feiyan was stunned for a moment, with mixed emotions in his eyes.
She had her own purpose in giving out so much reward, but she didn't expect that the other party would keep his promise so much. This was completely unexpected.
A flash of murderous intent flashed in Yanqing's eyes: "You are seeking death yourself, but you can't blame me.
Don't say that you are just a small outer disciple, even if you are the direct disciple of the sect, it doesn't matter. This is the Immortal Mire, and I killed you completely without anyone knowing."
After saying that, he waved his hand: "Kill him!"
Generally speaking, no one wants to be an enemy of a top sect like the Flowing Light Sword Sect, but it would be another matter if one could do it without anyone noticing.
"Sir, leave it to me."
Behind him, a tall servant stepped out. He had reached the middle stage of True Immortal.
This guy was eager to make a contribution and struck first, slapping Ye Bufan in the face.
Generally speaking, a true immortal has a crushing advantage over a virtual immortal. Besides, he is still in the middle stage of a true immortal, so naturally he will not take the person in front of him seriously.
But just after the slap, a big hand suddenly grabbed his neck, and his entire immortality stopped functioning.
Ye Bufan caught him by surprise, subdued the servant with one move, hit Yan Qing hard, then grabbed Mu Feiyan and ran away.
At this point, the only chance of survival is to escape. After all, the two old men behind him are not something he can compete with.
"It's not that easy to leave."
Although Ye Bufan was a little caught off guard, the big man who hit him bought him some time.
But it was only a little bit. As soon as he ran a hundred meters away, a skinny old man behind him took action.
He flicked his finger, and a sharp finger wind shot out, spanning a hundred meters in an instant, without any sign of weakening, and accurately hit his back.
Ye Bufan had been prepared before, and had already reached the extreme limit of his cultivation. He had all the defenses on his back, but he still couldn't resist.
There was a pop, blood splattered, and a bloody hole as thick as a thumb suddenly appeared on his right chest.
But his body only trembled slightly, without any intention of stopping, let alone letting go of Mu Feiyan, and continued to gallop forward.
Judging from the attack just now, this old guy's cultivation level has reached the realm of Xuanxian.
This kind of opponent spanning three levels is simply not something that he can contend with. The only way he can survive is to escape.
Yan Qing waved his hand and pushed the servant aside, with a ferocious look on his face.
"Boy, you are teasing me and you still want to run away. If I want to live, please kill him first."
He is no longer satisfied with just killing the opponent, as that will not eliminate the anger in his heart.
The opponent must be caught in the hand, tortured severely, and then left to die.
"Don't worry, young master, you're just an ant. You can never escape from my grasp."
Although the skinny old man was a little surprised, he didn't take it too seriously. He still had a cat-and-mouse mentality and pointed two fingers again.
"Puff!"
Although Ye Bufan had increased his speed to the extreme, he still could not escape the opponent's blow, and there were two more bloody holes in his legs.
He staggered, but still did not stop and continued to run as fast as he could.
Mu Feiyan saw everything in his eyes, with a flash of complicated emotions in his eyes.
There is no doubt that Ye Bufan is seriously injured now. If he abandons himself or hands him directly to Yan Qing, he may still be able to find a way out.
But even now, the other party has no intention of giving up. He just runs for his life.
The two people had just met each other not long ago, and to protect themselves so desperately just for a promise was beyond her knowledge.
"Brother Chu, why don't you just put me down!"
"Shut up!"
Ye Bufan didn't have time to talk nonsense, he shouted loudly and continued running.
Although he was scolded, there was no trace of resentment in Mu Feiyan's heart. Instead, it felt warm and filled with an unprecedented sense of happiness.
Seeing the man's determined expression, a mist filled her eyes.
Over the years, some people have been obsessed with their appearance, while others have flattered them for their status, but this is definitely the first time I have experienced this kind of selfless protection.
"Hahaha, run, let me see where you can run!"
Seeing him being injured one after another, Yan Qing was filled with excitement and led his men to chase him from behind.
At the same time, another black-bearded old man behind him punched out, and the fierce force hit Ye Bufan's back hard.
Although they were separated by a distance of a hundred meters, they were still overwhelming and unstoppable.
"puff!"
Ye Bufan was severely injured with one punch, and his internal organs felt like they were on fire. A large mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, all of which poured onto Mu Feiyan's white neck.
In just a few short breaths, he was injured one after another, causing his strength to plummet and his speed to slow down. In the blink of an eye, he was surrounded by Yan Qing and others.
"Brother Chu, are you okay?"
Mu Feiyan frantically wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but the more he wiped the blood, the more blood stains he wiped, and there was no sign of stopping.
"Brother Chu, why don't you leave by yourself? They won't chase you without me..."
"Impossible, I don't have the habit of leaving women behind and escaping alone."
Although he was injured one after another, Ye Bufan showed no fear at all, but a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
"Hahaha, I didn't see it, you are really sick in your mind."
Hearing what he said, Yan Qing burst out laughing, his eyes full of teasing, "This little girl, I'm going to make a decision today, what can you do to stop her?"
He was not in a hurry and seemed to enjoy this cat and mouse game.
Ye Bufan ignored him, but looked down at Mu Feiyan, who was nervous.
"Don't worry, since I said I would protect you, I won't make a mistake!"
After saying that, a golden talisman suddenly appeared in his hand. The light flickered under the stimulation of the immortal energy, and then it stuck to Mu Feiyan's back with a snap.
Seeing this scene, Yan Qing, who had been so proud just now, changed his expression, "Damn it, this is the Baili Escape Talisman!"
