Chapter 23: Beast, release that beauty

  Meng Qian's eyes were filled with tears, and she had already lost all hope. She never thought that Luo Shixiong, who had always been kind to her and was known for his honesty, would do something like this to her.

  "Hey, beauty, want me to save you?" A man's voice suddenly came from the darkness.

  "Who is it? Get out of the way!" Rost was annoyed, at a critical moment someone came over here, and this person didn't plan to be a bystander, but also had the intention of helping.

  Meng Qian didn't expect that someone would say: "Oh no, young master, please save me, I beg of you to save me."

  "You beastly thing that's not even as good as a dog, how dare you call me out? You must be blind in both eyes, can't you even hear my voice?"

  A man walked out of the darkness, he was extremely handsome, with a head of black long hair that looked somewhat fluttering, his black eyes looked very deep, and when he walked out, he used his hand to tidy up his own ear-side long hair, and used his fingers to dig into his nostrils.

  "It's you!" Rost and Meng Qian exclaimed in unison.

  "It's me, this young master. I'm Duan Yifeng, the handsome and dashing one who is beyond imagination." Duan Yifeng laughed.

  "Beauty, I can save you, but that six-grade spiritual medicine, the Thousand Red Fruit on the stone pedestal belongs to me. How about it?" Duan Yifeng chuckled and took a few steps forward, tiptoeing to get a clearer look at the torn opening of Meng Qian's clothes.

  Meng Qian's face turned red, and she nodded. Suddenly, she remembered something: "Ah, Duan Gongzi, hurry up and go tell my brother Liu to help me take revenge. You're just a low-level Lingyun warrior, this demon is a low-level Lingyun master, you're no match for him."

  "Haha, so funny, I almost didn't notice your cultivation because of my surprise. Really hilarious, a low-level Lingyun Master wanting to be a hero and save the beauty, not even knowing how to protect his own life." Rost's face was twisted in a sneer, in his eyes, Duan Yifeng was no different from a dead body now. Meng Qian didn't expect that Duan Yifeng knew Rost was a low-level Lingyun Master and yet he didn't run away, instead getting closer and closer.

  "Why didn't he escape? Is it because he'd rather die than save me? Why is that? Could it be that he fell in love with me at first sight?" Meng Qian attributed the reason to her own charm.

  "Flowing Cloud Palm" Duan Yifeng suddenly made his move, a large palm print flying towards Luo Si.

  Ruo Si Te was ridiculing Duan Yi Feng's ignorance, and seeing Duan Yi Feng walking over didn't make him too concerned, as the distance was still over ten meters, he didn't think this distance would allow Ling Yun Shi to threaten himself. However, when he saw a palm print rushing towards him, he immediately realized his mistake, and hastily condensed a thick defensive screen in front of himself.

  With a loud "bang", the defensive cover was slapped away by a palm, and although the palm looked a bit pale, it still heavily slammed onto Roast's body under his shocked gaze.

  Rost's feet drew two straight lines on the ground, and dust flew up. After the dust settled, Rost found himself blasted out seven or eight meters away. A mouthful of blood was about to spurt out, but Rost forcibly swallowed it back down.

  Ruo Si's eyes stared at Duan Yi Feng: "Little kid, I didn't expect you to be hiding so deeply. So you're also a Lingyun Master! Haha, I underestimated you. You must be at least an advanced Lingyun Master, or else you wouldn't have broken through my defense shield so easily."

  "Advanced Lingyun Master, it's actually an Advanced Lingyun Master! Heaven! I didn't expect you to be so powerful." Meng Qian had already escaped from the battle between Duan Yifeng and Luo Si Te, hiding far away. Upon hearing that Duan Yifeng was an Advanced Lingyun Master, she was shocked and subconsciously hid behind him.

  "Haha, you overestimate me too much. I'm just a low-level Lingyun Master like you, far from the high-level Lingyun Master you mentioned. So who do you think is courting death now?" Duan Yifeng smiled, his Gongfa had transformed, the Lingyun energy in his body was purified, and he had seven Lingyun rivers. To say that he was a low-level Lingyun General would be an understatement, but his only flaw was that he couldn't fly in the air like a Lingyun General, so if he were to fight a Lingyun General, he would be at a disadvantage.

  "Low-level Cloud Master, impossible! Such a thick and majestic Cloud energy, even some high-level Cloud Masters may not be able to match it." Rost was getting a little scared, he couldn't even think about killing the opponent, let alone whether he could save his own life, how did he encounter such an abnormal person?!

  Roste gritted his teeth and took out a shield from the Lingyun bag. The shield looked ancient and elegant, with some runes on it, which was a defensive-type divine weapon. The surface of the shield, like a turtle shell, could effectively disperse and weaken attacks. However, the grade of this shield was a bit low, only a low-grade yellow divine weapon.

  Duan Yifeng took a look and was overjoyed: "Haha, great stuff! It's really a divine weapon. I didn't expect you to give me such a good thing."

  Ruo Si's eyes had long since lost their desire, with a hint of fear, but still looked at Duan Yi Feng with a ferocious expression.

  "Ah!" Rost roared, his right hand gathering a large amount of Lingyun Qi into a ball-like shape, which he then hurled at Duan Yi Feng.

  The ball came crashing over with a whistling sound, getting closer and closer to Duan Yi Feng, but he just smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

  "Bai Long Shou Hu" Duan Yi Feng let out a loud roar, and a long white dragon appeared. Although the white dragon was small, only three meters long, it had an imposing aura, as if it had descended from ancient times to stand in front of Duan Yi Feng.

  Roste and Meng Qian were both shocked. The white dragon's body emitted a faint sense of pressure, giving them an illusion that the white dragon was sacred and inviolable.

  The white sphere that had condensed the Lingyun energy finally collided with the White Dragon, but unexpectedly, there was no sound at all. The sphere directly disappeared, and the dragon's body only slightly trembled.

  "Haha, this defensive skill is the first time I've used it, and it seems to be quite effective." Duan Yifeng smiled in satisfaction, then that white dragon dispersed just like that.

  Everyone didn't notice that the white ball condensed by Lingyun's energy hadn't disappeared, but had merged into the body of the White Dragon. In the instant before the White Dragon dispersed, it seemed to have grown a bit larger.

  "What a strange skill, I've never seen it before, nor have I heard of it" Roste muttered to himself "Hmph, you haven't seen many things" Duan Yifeng snorted coldly, his figure slowly disappearing.

  Rost's eyes were filled with an unbelievable color, and at this time a dagger had lightly cut his throat, fresh blood slowly overflowing from the wound.

  Meng Qian's eyes widened, and Luo Shixiong, who had been so arrogant in front of her just a moment before, fell straight down right in front of her.

  Is this still the same Luo Shixiong who rendered himself powerless and almost tarnished his own innocence? Meng Qian shook her head vigorously, looked at her torn clothes, and only then did she believe that all of this was real.

  Duan Yifeng wiped the bloodstains off the dagger and walked over to take the Qian Hong Guo from the stone pedestal, putting it into his own Lingyun pouch.

  Duan Yifeng suddenly remembered Meng Qian's snowy white skin and quickly turned his head to take a look, but unfortunately found that the red-haired beauty had already put on another thin shirt outside.

  However, Duan Yifeng was very happy in his heart. After all, he had obtained a sixth-grade spiritual grass, which was the kind of herb that could make the Lingyun gas produce colors. The catalyzed Lingyun gas wasn't just for show; it actually enhanced one's attack power.

  "Ah, Meng Qiang is really beautiful, no wonder Luo Shixiong would go crazy for you. Well, that... his turtle shell divine soldier will be mine, consider it your repayment to me. You can take his Lingyun bag, consider it a gift to calm your nerves." Duan Yifeng licked his lips and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

  Meng Qian is not only beautiful, but also has a good figure, mainly because she's well-developed. Duan Yifeng thought shamelessly, comparing the development of little loli Lin Yuer and Meng Qian in his heart.