The next moment, countless gorgeous flowers surrounded Tang Feng, and a faint fragrance wafted through the air.
Tang Feng pretended to be weak and stumbled, almost falling to the ground.
Ye Chen let out a sly laugh and stretched out his hand, about to pull this beauty into his arms.
Tang Feng deliberately stretched out her hand to swing her skirt when she fell to the ground, and the hem of her dress flew up, blocking Ye Chenqiu's line of sight. She took advantage of the opportunity to pat her thigh.
A burst of sound, a straight rainbow cut through the sky and landed right on Ye Chenqiu's chest.
Rainbow in the sky, fairy falls to the mortal world.
Ye Chen let out a low hum and quickly retreated backwards, staring incredulously at the row of colorful flying needles on his chest.
He had just mobilized his Gangxin power and thought that Tang Feng had already taken the bait, so he didn't use his Gang Qi to protect himself again. But it was this slight negligence that completely cut off his retreat.
The needle had long been dipped in Tang Feng's poisonous dew of oblivion.
Seventy-seven forty-nine flying needles, all nailed into the chest of Ye Chenqiu, half of them entering his flesh. It was also at this moment that Ye Chenqiu sensed something was wrong and mobilized his gong energy, otherwise these flying needles would have been completely embedded in his thoracic cavity.
It's already unbelievable, Ye Chenqiu couldn't figure it out, where did this beauty in front of him get so many bizarre and unpredictable hidden weapons that made people defenseless.
What Ye Chenqiu couldn't understand was why "she" was still perfectly fine until now and hadn't been affected by her own aura.
"Why... why are you still standing here? My aura should be unbearable for you!" Ye Chenqiu asked in a cold voice, his chest hurting unbearably, but not fatally, so he didn't think there was anything to worry about, only that he was furious right now.
If he knew he had been poisoned by the yin grass, he probably wouldn't be so optimistic.
Tang Feng was too afraid to speak up and turned around to continue running towards the place where Tang Fei was hiding, but unfortunately, her running posture didn't look like a woman's at all, and she was finally seen through by Ye Chenqiu.
Ye Chen's face changed, and he said sternly: "You're actually a man?"
It wasn't until then that Ye Chenxiu finally understood why his soul hadn't had any effect on him.
Ye Chenxiu now regrets it a million times, if only he hadn't been too careless, if only he hadn't thought that Ye Mo was just a 7th-grade cultivator, if only the woman Ye Mo had disguised himself as wasn't so beautiful, how would he have ended up getting hurt by him?
With just seven moves of his Refining Gale technique, Ye Chen would be able to defeat Tang Feng with a single move, no matter how many hidden weapons he had on him.
Especially at the last moment, Tang Feng pretended to be affected by Ye Chenqiu's aura and fell to the ground, then took advantage of the skirt's cover to shoot out the Luoxian Rainbow, which was extremely sinister and cunning.
Ye Chen's autumn eyebrows bulged with anger, the soft sword in his hand creaking with a "ka ka" sound as he glared at Tang Feng's back with an unrelenting gaze, before suddenly dashing after him.
Tang Feng ran and shouted at him: "If I were you, I would absolutely not stay here for another moment."
Ye Chenqiu's face changed, and he subtly sensed his surroundings for a moment. In an instant, Ye Chenqiu turned pale as death.
At this moment, he felt four strong auras rapidly approaching from all directions. The closest one was already in sight of Ye Chenqiu - a robust man as strong as a bear, who had traversed tens of meters with just one stride, bringing with him an overwhelming killing intent and aura that pressed down on them.
Ye Chen let out a loud curse and swung his large hand, his low voice growling: "Flower Blast Burial!"
The next moment, a bewitching flower appeared and instantly wrapped Tang Feng up. Then it turned around and ran away with its head down. It had already hated Tang Feng to the bone, so before leaving, it also wanted to put him to death.
The killing power of this move is enormous. A cultivator at the seventh rank would be unable to survive under its might, no matter what.
Tang Feng's pupils constricted as he gazed at Tang Wind being engulfed by the endless sea of flowers, yet he was utterly powerless to do anything.
"Be careful!" Tang Fei laughed anxiously, he had guaranteed in front of everyone that he would definitely keep Tang Feng safe and sound. If anything unexpected happened to Tang Feng, Tang Fei would be consumed by guilt.
"Who else but me?!"
As soon as Tang Fei's voice fell, a low growl that was somewhat suppressed but full of force suddenly came from the place surrounded by flowers, like a trapped beast roaring.
The next moment, a sword-like light suddenly broke through the dense sea of flowers, like sunlight breaking through the blockade of dark clouds, and like a dragon bursting out of the boundless ocean. Tang Feng's figure instantly emerged from within.
Tang Feng's feet didn't stop, and he gathered a burst of energy on his back, exerting himself to rush outward.
Before he could run a few steps, a loud explosion sounded from behind, and the sea of flowers burst open, with countless dazzling petals falling from the sky and turning into nothingness. The original place had already been blasted out of a deep pit three feet deep and two meters square.
The force of the explosion slammed into Tang Feng's back, and for a moment, he felt as if a large hammer had struck him. His protective aura was instantly shattered, and his back was a sea of burning pain. The blood in his body churned, and his throat sweetened as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. He was immediately sent flying into the air by the shockwave from the explosion, spinning around several times before crashing to the ground with a particularly awkward posture, getting a nose and face full of dust.
The Tang wind's broken stars on his hand, two feet of blue silk brush rolled back, and returned to its original state.
His heart still racing, he couldn't help but feel a lingering fear. Ye Chenqiu's speed was too fast, so fast that he hadn't even had time to react. Although he had long been prepared for this moment, knowing that facing Ye Chenqiu would be perilous, it wasn't until danger actually arrived that he realized his own strength was nothing in the face of a Tianjie expert.
Fortunately, Tang Feng had used the most exquisite sword move of Bajian Sword - "She Wo Qi Shui" when he killed Bian Nanfeng last time. This time, it was very handy to use again.
And with the heavenly sword in hand, he was able to break through a sea of flowers at the most critical moment and escape with his life.
Only the tyrannical sword of the Giant Sword Sect can play a lifesaving role at this time. Who else but me, break and then stand, with the idea of advancing bravely, can create an opening under the attack of the strong Tianjie.
In this regard, none of Tian Xiu's sword techniques are effective.
This sword directly consumed seven or eight tenths of Tang Feng's gong energy.
Enduring the piercing pain in his back, Tang Feng hastily scrambled up from the ground and chased after Ye Chenxiu.
Ye Chenqi had been poisoned by the obscure grass, but it would still take some time for the poison to take effect. After he used the Exploding Blossom Burial technique, he quickly retreated to a safe distance. However, what made him feel awkward was that his own attack had blown Tang Feng towards him, reducing their distance to just a few zhang.
"Leave him for Young Master!" Tang Feng gritted his teeth and shouted, both hands simultaneously shooting out two rotating wheels that had been infused with spiritual energy, spinning rapidly as they flew towards Ye Chenqiu's back. For this plan, Tang Feng was extremely reluctant to wear women's clothing again, and now he had suffered a not insignificant injury; if he let Ye Chenqiu get away, it would be utterly not worth it.
