4688: He didn't let his Lackey down.

He didn't let his Lackey down.

However, this wasn't completely Yi Feng's fault. She could see that he had just used that spell to punish the other party. He didn't really want to hurt them. As long as those two people obediently retreated, they wouldn't be injured. Who would have thought that the two of them would be so fierce that they would fight back even at the risk of being injured.0

The people who came out after hearing the two men's warning were even more rude and unreasonable. They didn't even ask about the cause of the matter and put on a posture of fighting with their lives.

This time, Ling Chuxi could not stop him even if she wanted to. Moreover, she didn't want to stop them. Just by looking at the situation, she knew that there was no way to reason with these people. The only way to take Gu qiusong away from them was to fight!

Yi Feng's scalp turned numb as he looked at the blade Qi and sword light. In the past, they had always been the ones bullying the weak with their numbers. He had never seen such a scene.

The most powerful one among the dozen of them was only at the late stage of the monarch realm. If it was a one-on-one fight, no one would be able to block Yi Feng's magic technique. However, the power was completely different when the dozen of them attacked at the same time.

This was only secondary. The most terrifying thing was their aura.

As soon as Yi Feng saw that there were so many of them, he immediately cast a few more spells, which were his most powerful spells of four elements. However, none of the other side retreated. On the contrary, their fighting intent was aroused by his powerful spells. They raised their swords and rushed into the spells without any regard for their lives.

With a muffled groan, several young men were sent flying at the same time. However, there was still no fear on the other people's faces. Their eyes were burning with fire, and there was even a bloodthirsty and cruel smile on the corners of their mouths.

Ling Chuxi did not expect that the other party's fighting spirit would be so high. After coming to the heaven domain, Ling Chuxi had rarely seen such hot-blooded and fierce disciples from the aristocratic families and sects. She also did not know how Wei Wuming had managed to gather all these people together. Ling Chuxi was a little curious about this Wei Wuming.

Yi Feng continuously cast out spells. One after another, silhouettes also flew out in front of him. However, more and more lifeless clan's disciples rushed out. They completely ignored the icy wind and fierce light that could cause them to be seriously injured and desperately attacked Yi Feng.

Yi Feng was so scared that his face turned pale. He didn't have the courage to die together with the enemy. Facing the dozens of sword and saber lights, he was forced to retreat. He was already howling in his heart, where's master? Didn't you say that you have to look at the owner before beating the dog? Now that he was being bullied, he needed his master to stand up for him!

Yi Feng turned his head and looked at long RUO tingyuan. Fortunately, long RUO tingyuan didn't let down his Lackey's pleading eyes.

"Roar!" With a loud roar, long RUO tingyuan once again revealed his true form and stood in front of him.

The streaks of saber radiance and sword Qi landed on his body, causing sparks to fly. However, the Dragon-shaped body merely trembled slightly before a ball of dazzling golden light burst out, sending the dozen or so lifeless clan's disciples who had rushed to the front flying.

"Cough!" Meng Zheng unsheathed his long saber and made his move.

This time, he was not facing a group of rich second generation ancestors of the spiritual Emperor clan who looked strong but were actually weak. He was facing cultivators who, like him, did not care about life and death, so he did not show any mercy.

Every time the God-level blade light slashed out, a beautiful mist of blood would burst out.

Agonized cries and furious roars rose and fell. One by one, lifeless clan's disciples rushed in front of him, only to be sent flying back in puffs of blood mist.

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