Iron Cross Fire

"Crack!"

Hearing that tens of thousands of people came to the Palace of Eternal Life, Han Aoran slapped the table. It seemed light, but this palm directly shook the pure wooden table into pieces!

Immediately afterwards, Han stood up proudly, his face covered with frost: "Let's go out and take a look."

After the words fell, Han Aoran walked straight out of the hall. Master Miaoling and several elders hurriedly followed.

When we arrived outside the mountain gate, we saw tens of thousands of Eternal Life Palace disciples from a distance, neatly arranged there. Crowds of people!

On the stone steps in front, stood an elegant figure, dressed in white, holding a folding fan in his hand, with an elegant demeanor and extraordinary temperament.

It was Wen Chou Chou.

At this time, Wen Chou Chou's cold eyes formed a sharp contrast with his elegant temperament.

As soon as Han Aoran appeared, Wen Chou Chou said coldly: "Master Han, I am here today with only one purpose: to hand over your disciple, Zhou Qin."

Speaking of this, Wen Chou Chou couldn't help but picture the death of his wife in his mind, which made him extremely heartbroken.

At that time, Tianqi Continent invaded, and Wen Chou Chou suppressed his anger and did not take action against Zhou Qin in order to take care of the overall situation.

But now, the Apocalypse army has retreated and will not attack the Earth Circle Continent again in a short period of time.

Under such circumstances, how could Wen Chou Chou hold back his hatred? ! He sent people to search Donghai City for two days, but could not find Zhou Qin, so he directly led his disciples to surround Mount Emei Gate!

But at this moment, the faces of the Emei disciples were all ugly, and they were all ashamed and angry!

This Lord of the Eternal Life Palace is so arrogant. He actually led his disciples and came to ask for help.

Zhou Qin is the senior sister of the younger generation of the Emei sect, with an unusual status. If it is handed over to the Palace of Eternal Life, how can the Emei Sect gain a foothold in the world in the future?

At this time, Han Aoran's face was filled with frost, and he looked at Wen Chou Chou coldly: "Dian Chou Master Wen, what do you think of Emei? You want people when you want people?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong pressure burst out from Han Aoran's body!

Previously, the Palace of Eternal Life, together with other sects, resisted the Apocalypse Army. The impressions of the various sects on the Palace of Eternal Life have improved a lot.

But now Wen Chou Chou came to visit with tens of thousands of disciples. How could Han Aoran endure it? The little bit of good impression she had on the Palace of Eternal Life disappeared in an instant.

Emei is majestic and cannot be violated!

Wen Chou Chou looked at Han Aoran, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I, Wen Chou Chou, always do things openly and aboveboard, with clear grudges! Your disciple Zhou Qin killed my wife, and I want her life to be worth one life! I don't I'm talking nonsense to you, hand him over!"

"Hand it over..."

"Hand the people over!"

At this moment, tens of thousands of Changsheng Palace disciples behind Wen Chou Chou were shouting in unison, with a roar that shook the sky.

Wow!

Seeing this situation, all the disciples of the Emei Sect changed their expressions and drew their swords one after another!

Han Aoran smiled coldly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Dianzhu Wen, I won't leave it to you. For the sake of resisting the Apocalypse army together before, I won't argue with you this time. You should go back to Changsheng Island. ”

Wen Chou Chou clenched his fists tightly and took a step forward: "Han Aoran, let me tell you, today Zhou Qin, you have to hand it over or not."

At this time, Wen Chou Chou was extremely emotional. Recalling the tragic death of his beloved wife, Wen Chou Chou couldn't help but clenched his fist, and his heart felt like a knife!

Hearing this, Han Aoran lost his patience and his face was extremely cold: "Wen Chou Chou, let me say it one last time, I don't want to be friends with anyone. Get out of here."

Not to mention that Zhou Qin is not in Mount Emei now, even if he is, it is impossible to hand it over to Wen Chou Chou.

"Ha ha..."

After listening to her words, Wen Chou Chou's eyes instantly turned blood red: "Okay, very good, Han Aoran, originally I also wanted to resist the Apocalypse army together, and didn't want to get into too much trouble with you Emei Sect, but if you insist on persisting, then Don’t blame me for being rude.”

As soon as the words fell, a powerful aura burst out from Wen Chou Chou's body! He dodged and slapped Han Aoran with his palm!

After Wen Chou Chou practiced 'Transferring Flowers and Trees', his strength skyrocketed, and he has now reached the level of a martial saint!

At this moment, it explodes with all its strength, and its power is astonishing.

However, in Han Aoran's view, there was no threat at all.

"Fight with me? You're not ready yet."

Han Aoran said coldly, raised his hand casually, and greeted him with a palm.

Bang!

The two palms collided, and a powerful wave came!

Although Wen Chou Chou's strength has improved by leaps and bounds recently, compared with Han Aoran, he is really far behind.

With this palm strike, Wen Chou Chou flew out upside down! After landing, a mouthful of blood spurted out!

"Palace Master!"

"Palace Master, we are here to help you."

Seeing this scene, tens of thousands of disciples of the Eternal Life Palace became red-eyed and drew their swords one after another!

Han Aoran on one side looked like a fairy, with a breath all over his body and an astonishing aura. Looking at the tens of thousands of disciples of the Eternal Life Palace, there was no expression on her face.

"Master Wen, if you insist on looking for trouble in your Eternal Life Palace today, you won't get the slightest benefit." Han Aoran said coldly.

Although the Apocalypse Continent invaded a few days ago and the Emei disciples suffered heavy losses, many disciples have recovered from their injuries and can casually gather fifty or sixty thousand disciples.

"hehe..."

Wen Chou Chou laughed miserably, almost madly, and said hoarsely: "Han Aoran, I really don't want to fight today. I give you three days. If you don't hand over Zhou Qin, either my Immortal Palace will be destroyed, or you, Emei!"

At this time, Wen Chou Chou's mouth was full of blood, but his momentum was not lost at all!

After the words fell, Wen Chouchou stopped talking nonsense, waved his hand, and turned to leave. Tens of thousands of disciples followed closely behind!

Han Aoran didn't say anything. She had a proud personality all her life. How could she hand over the Emei disciples to others? Three days later, if you want to fight, then fight.

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The other side.

Dongao Continent. Haomen Dance Hall.

In the room, Feng Lin held the long knife tightly and slowly approached. Seeing Yue Feng sitting there, with his eyes closed, he should be asleep. Feng Lin's mouth curled up a cold and evil smile.

Tonight, I must secretly kill this Yue Feng!

This kid actually accepted his fiancée as a disciple? ! All day today, Xu Lu was praising this Yue Feng, saying that he was talented and could write such a beautiful song.

Who can stand his fiancée praising another man? So Feng Lin sneaked in at night, intending to kill this kid.

At this time, Feng Lin looked at Yue Feng coldly with his mouth turned up, as if talking to himself: "A lowly bitch like you still wants to be the master of my fiancee? You can die if you peek at my fiancee changing clothes."

After the voice fell, Feng Lin raised the long knife in his hand and chopped directly at Yue Feng.

Swish...

The long knife chopped fiercely, and Yue Feng was about to be split in half.

Dang!

At this critical moment, Yue Feng's body suddenly moved, and the knife directly chopped Yue Feng's chest, making a metallic collision! Feng Lin was bounced two meters away!

What?

At this moment, Feng Lin was dumbfounded, because he clearly saw that the knife clearly chopped Yue Feng's body, but Yue Feng was not hurt at all.

How could this happen?

Is this kid indestructible?

"Tsk tsk... You are my disciple's fiancé, so you should call me Master. Once a master, always a father, how dare you kill your father?" At this time, Yue Feng stood there, looking at Feng Lin with a smile, and said sarcastically.

He was wearing the Heavenly Silkworm Armor, and the knife just now could not cause any harm to him.

While talking, Yue Feng moved his body and came in front of Feng Lin. He slapped him with a palm!

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