Huang Yueli noticed the familiar aura immediately, so she didn't hide at all and still stood where she was.
Leng Yifeng realized that this mysterious force was extremely powerful and was beyond his ability to compete with, so he hurriedly stepped aside to avoid it!
However, the speed of the attacker was too fast, and he could not avoid it at all. Before he could even move his feet, he was hit by the surging thunder-attributed profound energy!
Fortunately, Leng Yifeng, as a direct descendant of the Leng clan, always wore high-level black armor, so although he was hit, the injury was not serious.
Leng Yifeng groaned, covered his chest, and turned his head.
At the door, stood Li Moying with an icy look on his face, his extremely alluring peach blossom eyes showing a bit of murderous intent, looking coldly at Leng Yifeng.
"Mr. Leng, what do you want to do to my woman?" His thin lips opened slightly, and every word he spat out was like ice slag.
Leng Yifeng couldn't help but shuddered violently, his heart filled with shock and fear!
He didn't know why he was so scared, his heartbeat almost stopped.
Li Moying was just a warrior from a third-rate sect, and there was no way he could be compared to him in his family. When Leng Yifeng mentioned him, he often looked very disdainful. Even when he faced Huang Yueli just now, he was full of confidence. He belittled Li Moying.
However, when he really faced the real person, Leng Yifeng's heart was not only shocked, but also shocked!
Too strong!
Li Moying is only at the seventh level, but why is his aura so powerful? It even gave him a strong illusion that he was facing a peerless master in the ninth level!
Li Moying felt cold all over his body and slowly walked towards Huang Yueli.
Leng Yifeng was shocked when he saw him approaching, and said quickly: "Li... Li Moying, you... what do you want to do?"
Li Moying pulled Huang Yueli into his arms, held her face, looked around, then squeezed her little hand to make sure that no other man had touched her, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, but still He gave Huang Yueli a reproachful look.
Huang Yueli didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She thought to herself that this man was too jealous. Nothing happened, but the expression on his face looked like he had drank a whole tank of vinegar
Li Moying glanced at Leng Yifeng with cold eyes, "How dare you come to harass my fiancée while I'm not at home, and ask me what I want to do? I want to ask, Mr. Leng, what do you want to do? You Bixia Zong...what other despicable methods do you want to use?"
Leng Yifeng saw through him at a glance and felt guilty.
He came here this time not only for himself, but also for Bixia Sect.
The arena competition is about to begin, and if the scandal of the young sect leader of Xingyao Sect's fiancee defecting to Bixia Sect is revealed, the entire Xingyao Sect will be deeply affected, losing all their vigor, and it will be difficult for them to win the final victory.
Li Moying hated all the flies that dared to harass his little Li'er. Seeing that Leng Yifeng remained silent, the pressure of the mysterious force in his body almost uncontrollably escaped outwards.
Leng Yifeng was suppressed by him and had difficulty breathing, and his face became very pale.
The difference in strength... is too obvious!
He said loudly: "Li... Li Moying, don't be proud! You are just an ordinary warrior with no foundation. If... if you dare to be disrespectful to me, I will definitely make it impossible for you to survive in Di Ling City in the future!" "
(End of chapter)