The snow-white clothes brushed from the shallow, the man's back was still long and thin, he turned his back to Chu Ran, even so, Chu Ran still felt a cold and piercing feeling from the man's body. {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}

"Yi ...... Yifeng?"

Yifeng ...... Coming back?

The man pursed his thin lips lightly, his handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and his cold eyes were as cold as knives, falling on He Feixiang's body.

Bang!

The man's palm was slightly forced, and He Feixiang's body took a few steps back coldly, his eyes were full of surprise, and he looked at the handsome and unparalleled face in astonishment.

"Who are you?"

Is there anyone else on this continent who can withstand his attack?

He Feixiang's face was very ugly, anger appeared on his face, and he asked coldly.

"Chu Yifeng. ”

His voice was as cold as the wind, and his words were even more concise, as if it was a waste for these people to say even more words.

"Chu Yifeng? is he Chu Yifeng?"

Hearing Wuwei, they were isolated from the world, so they had never seen Chu Yifeng.

Now that he heard the words of Chu Ran and Chu Yifeng, he was shocked to realize that the man in front of him was the genius young master of the Holy Land?

It's just that his current strength ...... Inevitably, some strong is too much?

"I don't care who you are, whoever comes here today must die!" He Feixiang's eyes erupted with anger, and he attacked Chu Yifeng again.

His body was like electricity, and he quickly arrived in front of Chu Yifeng, his palm fell sharply, but before his hand touched Chu Yifeng, his wrist was firmly grabbed by him.

"I don't care who you are, whoever violates the Holy Land will die!"

Every time Chu Yifeng's voice fell, He Feixiang felt a feeling in his chest that the river was overturned, as if blood was about to flow out.

Chu Yifeng had already regained his breezy appearance, but his black eyes still had a cold glow like a knife, and the strength in his hand increased suddenly.

With a click, He Feixiang clearly heard the sound of the crunchy bones......

Xiao Mi glanced at Chu Yifeng, and her eyes flickered a few times: "Young master, these bastards are here to snatch miracles from my master, and they want to hurt my master." ”

Rumble!

Chu Yifeng's side surged out, and the wind invaded his body, making his breath a little more chilly.

"You are here for Yan'er?"

He Feixiang's eyes showed a look of horror, because he clearly felt that this man's strength was at least at the top of the Middle God ......

"Say, is it because of Yan'er?" Chu Yifeng's eyes were cold, his tone was solemn, and he scolded in a cold voice.

He Feixiang gritted his teeth tightly: "That's right, I came here for miracles, but so what? miracles shouldn't have belonged to this continent in the first place." ”

Xiao Mi shook her head: "Did you hear it, he came here for a miracle, and now this miracle has been attributed to my master, and his behavior is nothing more than to grab things from his master." ”

came to the rescue, Xiao Mi was naturally no longer as scared as before, he twisted his huge body, and did not forget to look at He Feixiang with contempt.

"Look for death!"

Chu Yifeng punched He Feixiang's body and flew out.

Those god-level powerhouses in the Spirit Realm wanted to make a move, but Xiao Mi's body twisted, and her huge body blocked everyone in front of her.

At the same time, Tsing Yi and others also made a move......

Without He Feixiang's help, these god ranks were not much stronger than the previous wave of people.