The snow-white coat flicked away from the light, and the man's back was still long and thin. He turned his back to Chu Ran. Even so, Chu Ran felt the bitter coldness from the man.

"Yi ... Yi Feng?"

Yifeng, he ... is back?

The man gently squeezed his thin lips, his handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and his cold eyes fell like a knife, and fell on He Feixiang.

boom!

The man's palm pressed slightly, and He Feixiang's body stepped back abruptly. His eyes were surprised, and he looked at the handsome face with amazement.

"who are you?"

This continent, there are people who can resist his attack?

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

"Chu Yifeng."

His voice is cold and windy, and his words are more concise. It seems that for these people, saying one more word is a waste.

"Chu Yifeng? Is he Chu Yifeng?"

Wen Wuwei was surprised, they were isolated from the world, so they had never seen Chu Yifeng.

Now when I heard Chu Ran and Chu Yifeng's words, I was shocked that the man in front of me was the genius young master of the Holy Land?

It's just his current strength ... It's unavoidable, some are too strong?

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

His figure was like electricity, and he quickly came to Chu Yifeng. His palm fell sharply. However, before his hand had touched Chu Yifeng, his wrist was firmly grasped by him.

"I don't care who you are. Those who violate the Holy Land will die!"

Every time Chu Yifeng's voice fell, He Feixiang felt a feeling of turning over the river and the sea in his chest, as if there was blood coming out.

Chu Yifeng had restored the appearance of the cloud and the breeze, but his black eyes were still as cold as a knife, and the strength of his hand increased sharply.

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

Xiaomi glanced at Chu Yifeng, his eyes flickered a few times: "Young Master, these jerks are here to snatch miracles with my master, they want to hurt my master."

boom!

Chu Yifeng's momentum surged beside him, and the violent wind hit his body, adding a bit of chill to his breath.

"You are here for Yan'er?"

He Feixiang's eyes showed horror, because he clearly felt that this man's strength, at least in the senior level of Zhongshen ...

"Say, is it because of Yan'er?" Chu Yifeng's eyes were cold, his tone was sullen, and he sneered coldly.

He Feixiang gritted his teeth tightly: "Yes, I came here for miracles, but what about this? The miracles should not belong to this continent."

Xiaomi shook her head: "Have you heard? He came here for a miracle. Now this miracle has belonged to my master. His behavior is nothing more than grabbing things from the master."

When the rescue came, Xiaomi was no longer as scared as he was before. He twisted his huge body and did not forget to look at He Feixiang with a look of contempt.

"court death!"

Chu Yifeng's punch threw He Feixiang's body out.

The god-level strongmen in the spirit realm wanted to start, but Xiaomi twisted her body, and her huge body was blocked in front of everyone.

At the same time, Tsing Yi and others have also moved ...

These god levels were not helped by He Feixiang. In fact, they were no stronger than the previous wave of people.