Iron Cross Fire

"Okay, okay, okay!" Yue Feng stared at Zhou Qin tightly, clenched his fists, said "OK" in succession, and breathed a sigh of relief: "I promise you, I will save Han Aoran. Wait until I break her body If you want to wear iron chains, you must give me the Panlong Jing.”

When he said this, the anger in Yue Feng's heart gradually increased.

He wanted to take action, so he slapped Zhou Qin with his palm and grabbed Panlong Jing. But she didn't dare to take any chances.

After all, the Coiling Dragon Spirit is very fragile. If she is a step too slow and the Coiling Dragon Spirit is crushed by her, the little fairy will never survive! What Zhou Qin pinched was not the dragon spirit, but the little fairy's life! Yue Feng can't afford to gamble!

I can only endure it!

Seeing Yue Feng agree, Zhou Qin was very excited and nodded repeatedly: "Good brother, don't worry, as long as you save the head master, I will return this thing to you immediately."

"call.."

Master Miaoyuan on the side also breathed a sigh of relief. ŴŴŴ.

Fortunately, Qin'er was smart and took hold of Yue Feng's lifeline. Otherwise, Yue Feng turned around and walked away. He had no internal strength at all, how could he save the head sister.

Yue Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense and walked over directly.

Arriving in front of Han Aoran, Yue Feng used his inner strength to tear off the iron chains on her body.

At this time, Han Aoran could be seen, her delicate body was constantly trembling, her eyes were blurred, and her brows were filled with pain, and she still had no trace of the majesty of the goddess of rivers and lakes.

However, Yue Feng didn't care about this.

Now I just want to get the Panlong Jing back and leave here quickly. That Long Qianyu was too strong and he couldn't stay too long. Thinking to himself, Yue Feng turned around and looked at Zhou Qin closely: "Give me the Panlong Jing."

"hot!"

However, at this moment, Han Aoran murmured something and locked his eyes on Yue Feng. The next second, he suddenly rushed up and hugged Yue Feng.

"It's so hot, I feel so uncomfortable." Han Aoran's delicate face flashed with madness, and he kept whispering while hugging Yue Feng tightly with both hands.

At this time, the medicine in Han Aoran's body had already taken effect and spread into his blood. Her mind was in chaos and she had no idea what she was doing.

"hiss!"

In an instant, everyone present was dumbfounded and stared at Han Aoran, speechless.

At the same time, many men's eyes fell on Yue Feng, and they were full of grudges!

Damn it, just now Emei's eldest disciple Zhou Qin took the initiative to hug Yue Feng, but Han Aoran is the head of Emei and a famous ice goddess in the world.

Now Han Aoran is also embracing Yue Feng, what's going on? !

"Sister in charge."

Seeing this scene, Master Miaoyuan's face turned red and she stamped her feet anxiously.

The dignified head of Emei is so close to Yue Feng, how can Emei still gain a foothold in the world in the future.

I'm going!

Yue Feng also froze, feeling Han Aoran hugging him, and smelling the light fragrance, he couldn't calm down instantly.

What's going on with Han Aoran?

Could it be. . Was it because Han Aoran was so grateful that he had brought Master Miaoyuan back safely that he couldn't help but be like this?

Because Han Aoran was hugging him from behind, Yue Feng couldn't see her expression and could only make random guesses in his mind.

Yue Feng also felt that Han Aoran's face, which was pressed against his back, was very hot.

However, Yue Feng didn't have time to think too much and waved to Zhou Qin: "Quick...give me the Panlong Jing."

"Good brother, I can give you the Coiling Dragon Essence, but you have to promise me to take my head master out of the Star Building." Zhou Qin bit her lips and said softly.

"Okay, I promise you! As long as you give me the Panlong Jing, I will leave with Han Ao on my back." Yue Feng said continuously, sweating profusely.

Zhou Qin then nodded and handed the Panlong Jing over: "Good brother, here you go."

Yue Feng was overjoyed and stretched out his hand to get the Panlong Jing. But at this moment, Yue Feng never expected that he only saw a woman flying in suddenly! Extremely fast!

It's Long Qianyu!

"What kind of treasure is this? Lend me a look." Long Qianyu said with a smile. As soon as she finished speaking, she snatched the Panlong Jing from Zhou Qin's hand!

Her speed was so fast, as fast as a gust of wind, Yue Feng didn't even react!

"Hey, it's really a treasure." Long Qianyu landed firmly on the ground, holding the Panlong Essence in his hand, and said with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, more than a hundred men in black were seen rushing in with swords in their hands. Standing behind Long Qianyu were none other than her men.

"Give it back to me!" Yue Feng's eyes were blood red, and his anger was boiling out!

Panlongjing was snatched away by Long Qianyu! This is the life of the little fairy, her life!

"Hey, are you anxious?" Long Qianyu looked Yue Feng up and down and said, "Are you Yue Feng, the leader of the Tianmen Sect? You dare to come here to save people in the middle of the night. You really don't take me seriously."

Long Qianyu arrested various sects and put the blame on Tianmen. Of course she knew Yue Feng!

"Give me the Coiling Dragon Spirit!" Yue Feng almost roared out, and slapped it with his right hand!

Even if Long Qianyu is a fifth-level Martial Emperor, Yue Feng still has to fight! There is only one Panlongjing in this world!

"Don't overestimate your capabilities." Long Qianyu laughed, put the Coiled Dragon Essence on his sleeves, and then waved casually.

"Whoops!"

As soon as the words fell, more than a hundred men in black rushed forward.

These more than one hundred people are all strong. Seeing this, Yue Feng summoned the Bloodthirsty Sword and rushed over. The last time Yue Feng and Duan Yu fought, Duan Yu's axe chopped the Bloodthirsty Sword in half. At this time, the Bloodthirsty Sword was broken, but it was still extremely sharp!

However, at this time, Han Aoran was still behind Yue Feng, still hugging him tightly.

"Let go!" Yue Feng was so anxious that he turned around and shouted. However, Han Aoran did not react at all.

At this time, the effect of the medicine deepened, and Han Aoran felt that his whole body was about to burn, and he had no time to care about what was happening around him.

At this time, the more than one hundred men in black had rushed in front of him, and one of them, holding a long knife, chopped at Yue Feng!

The situation was urgent, and Yue Feng had no time to get rid of Han Aoran, so he could only carry her on his back and dodge the knife. He fought fiercely with these men in black.

The strength of these black-clothed men is generally martial saints. Although it is very high, it is still far behind Yue Feng. In less than half a minute, more than a hundred people were lying on the ground in a mess.

Seeing this, Long Qianyu frowned, jumped up, and slapped Yue Feng with one palm.

"Huh!"

This palm was with overwhelming force!

Long Qianyu's breath was too strong, and everyone present felt suffocated and stuffy in their hearts, and they dared not breathe!

Her palm was too fast! Yue Feng couldn't dodge it at all, so he could only use his internal force quickly and raise his palm to meet it.

"Boom!"

The palms of the two touched, making a dull vibration, and the whole Zhaixing Tower seemed to tremble!

At this moment, Yue Feng only felt the blood in his body churning, his face was pale, and his body retreated several steps!

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