Duan Yunhe's hands were shaking, but he did not dodge. Instead, he used his other hand to instantly pull his senior brother back from Gu Mo's hand, and at the same time took him back quickly, looking at Gu Mo warily.
"Get out of the way!" Gu Mo stared at Duan Yunhe with a cold face and murderous intent in his heart.
Duan Yunhe was frightened by the pressure released by the other party. Looking at the man in front of him, he calmed down and didn't care about his broken arm. He said, "You have already hit my brother with a palm, and he was also seriously injured. You also broke my arm. It should be considered even. Why are you pressing me?"
"We let him go, and he went to kill us from behind. You have the nerve to say that we're even?" Wei Feng sneered. He stared at the middle-aged man protected by Duan Yunhe, his eyes cold: "He hurt our people, he can't leave today!"
Seeing their furious expressions, Duan Yunhe felt a little depressed. He thought the matter was serious, especially since his senior brother's palm strike was aimed at the man's heart meridian on the back. He was afraid that even if he didn't die, it would be difficult for him to survive.
Thinking of this, he quickly thought of a solution in his mind, but in the current situation, the other party had already started to kill, and was obviously stronger than them. If they fought, I'm afraid it would be...
Fengjiu walked out, came to Du Fan's side, and helped him feel his pulse. When her fingers touched his pulse, her eyes suddenly turned cold.
She took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, then said to Luo Yu and Wei Feng who were supporting Du Fan, "Help him in."
"Yes." The two responded and quickly helped the unconscious Du Fan in.
If he felt a little depressed when he saw the angry looks on those men just now, then now, when Duan Yunhe saw the beautiful woman in a dazzling red dress slowly standing up and looking at him, his heart couldn't help but tremble, and a feeling of extreme uneasiness spread in his heart.
"Do you want to hand the person over? Or do you want to sacrifice all of you?"
The cold voice came out, neither hurried nor slow, but it made Duan Yunhe feel a strong sense of uneasiness. Even though the beautiful woman in red looked indifferent, he could still see that she was angry.
It was a look of authority without anger, a majesty that made him unable to raise his head to look into her eyes, and a king-like aura that so captivated him that it made his heart tremble with fear.
From the moment he saw these people for the first time, he knew that they were definitely not ordinary people. When he saw the beautiful woman in red, he knew that his guess was correct. He did not want to be their enemy, but things got out of control because of his senior brother's backstabbing.
Under the strong pressure, Duan Yunhe spoke with difficulty: "Madam, I'm sorry, I can't hand my brother over to you. My brother is wrong in this matter. I will bring him back to the Immortal Sect and report to the Sect Master, and I will definitely compensate you."
However, Fengjiu smiled coldly after hearing this. Her eyes passed from Duan Yunhe to the disciples of the Immortal Sect standing beside him. Then she turned around and walked into the inn. A cold voice with pressure came out of her mouth.
"Destroy them!"
"yes!"
After Feng Jiu finished speaking, several figures instantly rushed towards those people, which frightened the disciples of the Immortal Sect. Some shouted and threatened: "You dare to hurt us! Our Immortal Sect will not let you go!"