Chapter 1082 - Chu Yi Feng’s Return (2)”
Chapter 1082 “Chu Yi Feng’s Return (2)”
Despite having only that back facing himself, Chu Ran could still immediately recognize who that pristinely white figure was. “Yi… Feng?”
Yi Feng, he’s back?”
The new entry didn’t respond to the name, only staring up to the foe using those frosty eyes that could slice a person if they crossed his path.
Bang!
Giving a slight shove of force, He Fei Xiang was promptly repelled backwards by several meters in length due to the act.
“Who are you?” the Spirit Lord asks with shock apparent all over that face.
This land still has people who can resist my attack?
“Chu Yi Feng.” His answer was bland and indifferent, just like someone believing it’s a waste of energy to even respond.
“Chu Yi Feng? He is Chu Yi Feng?” Chief Wu Wei nearly popped his eyes out over that name. He’s lived his life out inside the isolated Misty Fairy House so it’s no surprise that this chief never seen the young man before.
So this man in white is that very young man? I’ve heard he’s a real talented person, but…. isn’t this a little too much for mere talent?
“I don’t care who you are, anyone who crosses me today must die!” There’s fire spewing out of the Spirit Lord’s eyes right now when he made another swing at Chu Yi Feng’s body. Sadly for him though, it was a mistake because the attack did not connect, instead his punch was firmly caught by the young man’s own hands.
“I don’t care who you are either, those who trespess onto the Holy Land dies!”
Following every word from the young man’s mouth, He Fei Xiang would feel increasingly more uncomfortable like bloods going to gurgle out of his throat.
Next thing the Spirit Lord knew was a sudden sharp rise in the gripping pressure around his own fist.
Clack!
That’s the sound of bone breaking, and it was his….
Little Rice didn’t miss this at all and sparkled with deviousness: “Young Lord, these assholes are here to steal my mistress’s miracle. They want to hurt my mistress.”
Boom!
A huge surge instantly seeped out of Chu Yi Feng’s body, causing his whole existence to become dangerously cold.
“You people are here for Yan’er?”
This time He Fei Xiang couldn’t hide the panic that’s come to grip his heart. The reasoning? Its because this Spirit Lord could tell for certainty this new individual was at least in the Middle Divine tier or higher!
“Speak, are you here for Yan’er?” Chu Yi Feng reiterates his question, that tone freezing even to the coldest of terrains.
Speaking through gritted teeth: “That’s right, I’m here for the miracle, what about it? This land never should’ve had it to begin with!”
Little Rice only shakes his head over how dumb the foe was for answering. “Did you hear that? He’s here for the miracle, that means he’s here to steal it off my mistress.”
The troublesome tiger would of course lose the fearful appearance he showed earlier now that a powerful reinforcement was on his side. In fact, he’s wiggling that tail and getting all playful and cheeky.
“DEATH!” One punch, that’s all it took for Chu Yi Feng to blast the Spirit Lord right back out.
The other Celestial Rank cultivators from the Spirit Realm naturally wanted to attack after seeing their lord being injured, but Little Rice already expected as such and blocked the men from joining in with his massive size.
At the same time, Tsing Yi and the others also began to move because…. Well, truth was these people aren’t all that much stronger than the last batch of attackers if He Fei Xiang didn’t stand at the forefront. It’s quite plausible to come out on top at this rate with Chu Yi Feng suppressing the Spirit Lord.