The two figures took a deep breath and leaped onto the roof and started fighting.
Meanwhile, Feng Jiu, who was sitting below, picked up the torn corner of the dress and took a look. She saw that the good dress was ruined, especially the corner of the dress fell into the hands of Yi Xiu Ran, who was a little crazy.
She played with the missing piece of dress, squinted her eyes, and looked towards the roof. Duan Ye was at the peak of the Flying Immortal Realm, but Yi Xiuran, dressed in black, could actually fight him without being at a disadvantage. Haha, that was quite interesting.
A dark light flashed across her clear and quiet eyes, and she stared at the two people above with a faint smile on her lips, holding a wine glass in one hand and tapping on the table with the other.
The others stopped talking and stared at the two people on the roof, somewhat surprised at the strength of the black-robed man. They knew Duan Ye, a genius of the Yunqiong Immortal Sect, but who was this black-robed man? How could he fight him without losing
"Ghost Doctor, how about I take you to change your clothes first?" Lu Xiyan came to her side and asked. After all, she was a woman, and it didn't look good if a corner of her dress was torn off.
"No need." Fengjiu said indifferently: "I'll go back and change it later."
Seeing this, Lu Xiyan returned to sit next to her father and looked towards the roof. She saw that Uncle Duan was fighting with that man, but it seemed that he could not hurt that man. She knew in her heart that the man's strength should be higher than his.
After fighting for a while, Duan Ye knew that this person's strength was higher than his. He was at the peak of the Flying Immortal Realm, so this person should be at the Immortal Saint level? What a hidden Immortal Saint, he didn't even reveal the slightest Immortal Saint aura.
However, seeing this person tearing the corner of Fengjiu's clothes, he was unable to do anything to him, and he couldn't help but get angry, and his attacks became more and more fierce. Suddenly, his body movements changed, and the wind from his palm also changed. With spiritual power surging around him, he suddenly struck out with a palm. The palm formed by the spiritual energy grew from small to large, and from one to two. The palms overlapped and attacked the person with an unexpected force.
"Bang! Bang, bang, bang!"
Palm wind attacked, the first palm was avoided, but the following consecutive palms actually hit Yi Xiu Ran's body. Yi Xiu Ran's originally leisurely expression changed slightly, and his body was directly knocked away.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body fell from the roof, hitting the other wall awkwardly and bouncing to the ground with a loud bang.
"hiss!"
He gasped, sat up from the ground, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then looked up at Duan Ye who was flying down from the roof. His eyes flashed slightly and he was extremely shocked.
This man was only at the peak level of Flying Immortal, but his fighting power was amazing. He had never thought that with his strength as an Immortal Saint, he would be defeated by this man at the peak level of Flying Immortal!
When he was defeated by Feng Jiu, he was convinced! But when he was defeated by this baby-faced man, he was upset and had the urge to fight again!
When did he, the master of the Dark Night Temple, become someone that anyone could defeat? Or were all the people around Feng Jiu freaks? All of them abnormal geniuses
Duan Ye swooped down from above and came in front of Yi Xiuran, saying in a cold voice: "You dare to touch her? If you want to die, I will help you!"