With the sound of the voice, the guards responsible for protecting the Dharma were immediately alert. Several figures immediately jumped up and rushed towards the outside of the ruined temple to detect the enemy's situation! The remaining people, led by Pi Xiong, quickly shrank and returned to Wu Qiujun and Duan Lengyan to protect them personally.
"ah!"
Almost as soon as Pi Xiong and others stood still, several screams came from outside the temple. The figures that had swept away earlier flew back one after another, all of them spurting blood. It was obvious that they were seriously injured.
"Third Princess, hurry up... hurry up!" A guard shouted to Duan Lengyan while struggling, blood gushing from his mouth.
"Where else do you want to go? There is only one place for you to go now, and that is the gate of hell!" Before Duan Lengyan could respond, the already dilapidated courtyard wall of the ruined temple was opened with several large gaps with the force of his palms from the outside. . Amid the smoke and dust, Long Feng walked in with five other beast kings in a swaggering manner.
When seeing Long Feng and the other six people, not to mention Duan Lengyan, Wu Qiujun's expression also changed. Not to mention that he was seriously injured now and his cultivation level was only 20%. Even when he was at his peak, if he faced six beast kings at the same time, his winning rate would not exceed 50%. The pressure increases sharply!
The six beast kings are headed by Long Feng! Longfeng was only half a step away from the ninth level of Zhenqi. At this time, he looked at the crumbling Wu Qiujun with eyes full of contempt. As for Duan Lengyan, Pi Xiong and the like, they simply can't get into his eyes.
Slaughtering Wu Qiu's army will definitely add a lot of color to Long Feng's record. In addition to contempt, Long Feng's eyes revealed a trace of excitement and expectation!
"Wu Qiujun is mine, you can handle the rest!" Long Feng said without hesitation.
The remaining five beast kings immediately geared up and searched for their favorite targets in the crowd. The murderous aura in the ruined temple surged like a volcano erupting.
"Bastard! Do you know what kind of sin it is to assassinate the princess? Are you still a subject of the Iron War Dynasty? Aren't you afraid that the incident will come to light in the future and your family will be implicated?"
Pi Xiong cursed angrily with a face full of indignation, but only attracted a burst of laughter from Long Feng. "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit! Pi Xiong, don't you even understand this simplest truth? How sad!"
"You treacherous minister and traitor, you will not die well!" Pi Xiong was furious and roared. He was like a lion attacking a rabbit, and he attacked Long Feng fiercely.
"You don't know how to live or die!" Long Feng raised his eyebrows and stood still. Only when Pi Xiong reached a place about three feet away from him did he raise his right hand in excitement, and a silky vitality immediately filled the air. It spread out and instantly entangled Pi Xiong's hands and feet.
Pixiong's figure, which was extremely strong at the beginning, suddenly seemed to be trapped in a quagmire. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not get rid of Long Feng's silky Qi. Slowly, his body seemed to be completely entangled. Stay, unable to move.
"Let me go!" Pixiong roared with grief and anger.
Several guards who had a good relationship with Pi Xiong rushed out almost at the same time, sweeping the sharp swords in their hands, trying to cut off Long Feng's true energy, but someone moved faster than them. A slightly thin figure rushed out diagonally, raised both hands, and a piece of green mist immediately flew away. Before the guards had time to react, they were shrouded in green mist and fell to the ground almost simultaneously.
"What a vicious method!" Duan Lengyan couldn't help but feel palpitations in her heart as she looked at the guards with green faces, as if they were emeralds.
"Hehe... I advise you to be more honest, so as not to bring trouble on yourself!" The thin figure poisoned several guards, turned around, and sneered at Duan Lengyan and others.
The Poisonous Rat, the King of Twelve Beasts, is world-famous for his ability to use poison! This name naturally has a bad name, a dirty name! But obviously, Poisonous Rat, one of the twelve beast kings, doesn't care at all, and is actually enjoying it.
"Go back!" Long Feng snorted coldly and struck out with his right palm. Poor Pi Xiong was completely unable to resist and flew out. His chest immediately sunk downwards and blood spurted out from his mouth!
"Pi Xiong!" Duan Lengyan exclaimed and hurriedly rushed forward.
At the beginning, Duan Lengyan was not interested in Pi Xiong and treated him as a servant. But Pi Xiong was so loyal that he still refused to give up on her. Duan Lengyan was naturally moved.
Wu Qiujun's feelings for Pi Xiong are much deeper than Duan Lengyan's. If it weren't for Pi Xiong's careful management, Tianbao Pavilion would not be running so well in the Qingyun Empire! In Wu Qiujun's heart, Pi Xiong was probably more than just his right-hand man.
Seeing that Pi Xiong was seriously injured at this time, regardless of his own injury, he asked anxiously, "How is he injured?"
When Duan Lengyan came to Pi Xiong's side, Pi Xiong had already passed out. Duan Lengyan checked it carefully, her face was sad, and it was obvious that she was seriously injured.
"We are going to die anyway, so why care about this?" Looking at the anxious expressions of Wu Qiujun and Duan Lengyan, Long Feng sneered and said sarcastically.
"Little thief! You have no right to talk to me, Jin Xidao, where is he, let him come out to see me!" Wu Qiujun's figure suddenly became much sharper, and he stared straight at Longfeng, roaring like thunder.
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse! Although Wu Qiujun was seriously injured, his power as a ninth-level powerhouse was still there! At this time, Long Feng put on his airs and showed off his power. Long Feng really had to do this, and his expression was no longer as relaxed as before.
"You old guy with a fierce look and a soft heart, do you want to bluff me!?" After a moment, Long Feng's expression suddenly turned ferocious, and he let out a roar through gritted teeth. He was the one chosen to succeed Fu Chuanjing, so he couldn't lose face.
"I'm kidding you? Come and try!"
"That's unreasonable! You're going to die!" Long Feng was forced into a corner and could only roar, and rushed towards Wu Qiujun.
Although Long Feng's roar was loud, Wu Qiujun could see through his guilty conscience at a glance. The palm power he exerted was too much in reality and too little in reality. It was clear that he was just trying to explore his injuries and combat effectiveness.
How smart is Wu Qiujun? Naturally, Long Feng’s little plan cannot be allowed to succeed! Although the injury was serious, he still managed to gather 20% of the zhenqi in his body at once. It stands to reason that with Long Feng's cultivation level, if he attacks with all his strength, Wu Qiujun will most likely be defeated. However, at this time, he was weak and weak, but gave Wu Qiujun a chance.
"You don't know how to live or die, how dare you show off your power in front of me, get back here!" Wu Qiujun slammed his right foot, and his right palm was like a wild dragon rising out of the sea, slashing out with all his strength. Although he only had 20% of his true energy, he was victorious. In that fearless, domineering and heroic spirit, the power of this palm can be said to be turbulent and touching! Compared with Long Feng's three-point reality and seven-point virtuality, he is actually much more powerful and domineering. If we look at momentum alone, Long Feng will definitely be defeated! (To be continued)