Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1810 - 1811: Too Fast

Qin Yuanhe's figure was like a rainbow, embraced by the vital energy of heaven and earth, with dust rolling behind him, the flas of his aura surging to the sky.

Yang Fei's feet stepped upon Yu Step, yet he moved as if strolling leisurely, not disturbing the dust underfoot, relaxing comfortably.

However, his speed was astonishingly fast, closely pursuing Qin Yuanhe without falling behind.

Qin Yuanhe was terrified, dashing towards Wu Jun and the others.

His five fingers hooked like claws, grabbing Wu Jun, and smashed him headfirst towards the stele five hundred ters away.

Wu Jun scread miserably, his body like a cannonball, flying uncontrollably.

Yang Fei sighed, his body swayed, darting over, launching the Great Mount Suru Palm, catching Wu Jun and gently lowering him.

Wu Jun barely escaped death, his face pale with fright, yet he maintained composure, letting out a long sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Su Chen."

Before he could finish speaking, three or four bodyguards scread again, thrown in different directions by Qin Yuanhe.

Yang Fei took a deep breath, his figure moved like lightning.

In an instant, Wu Jun's eyes saw Yang Fei seemingly using the Cloning Technique, appearing at different angles and positions, catching the three or four bodyguards.

Wu Jun's mouth gaped wide, as if he'd seen a ghost.

Yang Fei wasn't Sun Wukong and couldn't clone himself.

That was because his speed was simply too fast.

His previous image lingered on Wu Jun's retinas, yet hadn't disappeared, before the next image appeared, resulting in this incredibly shocking sight.

Wu Jun certainly understood this, but seeing it with his own eyes still left him dumbfounded.

"My goodness, that's incredible, so fast!"

After a long while, Wu Jun exclaid, as if witnessing a Divine Trace.

However, at this mont, Yang Fei's figure suddenly stopped.

Because Qin Yuanhe's hand was clutching Luo Yiyi's neck.

With Qin Yuanhe's Martial Arts Skills, a re exertion of force would an Luo Yiyi eting an untily end.

Qin Yuanhe was desperate and fighting for his life.

Yang Fei's Martial Arts Realm was only the True Martial Realm.

Yet the aura he released was incredibly terrifying, Qin Yuanhe didn't dare engage him.

He was also deeply worried, fearing Yang Fei wouldn't care about Luo Yiyi's life or death.

But seeing Yang Fei finally stop, Qin Yuanhe felt a sense of relief.

Yang Fei looked coldly at Qin Yuanhe.

"Release the hostage, and you may leave, I won't kill you."

Having lost the hard disk, Qin Yuanhe refused to let go, glaring fiercely at Yang Fei.

"Who exactly are you?"

Yang Fei laughed heartily, saying lightly, "Didn't you flee from Luoshanji to here to avoid ?"

Qin Yuanhe was astounded, looking at Yang Fei in disbelief.

"You... you're Yang Fei?"

Not far away, Mi Xuan hurriedly arrived, hearing Qin Yuanhe's words, her whole body trembled, imdiately stopping.

Almost without Yang Fei needing to admit it, Mi Xuan could confirm the identity of this boy.

Looking at his back, he was unmistakably that man who inspired both love and hate.

Yang Fei ignored him, turned around, and waved at Mi Xuan not far away.

"Darling, co over."

This ti, as he spoke, the muscles in Yang Fei's throat relaxed, using his original voice.

Mi Xuan, hearing this cheeky voice, finally confird that this confused guy was indeed the Yang Fei she yearned for day and night.

Her face blood like a flower, full of surprise and comfort.

"I knew you'd co, you've always been my Guardian God."

Suddenly, Qin Yuanhe let out a loud roar, rushing towards Mi Xuan.

"Return my hard disk!"

His figure was as fast as lightning, suddenly launching, this move was simply thunderous and terrifying.

Mi Xuan felt the gust of wind, couldn't help but close her eyes.

Yang Fei let out a long echo, his body swayed, slanting to Qin Yuanhe's side, attacking his left rib.

Simultaneously, he reached out to embrace Mi Xuan's waist, protecting her behind him.

Bam!

A muffled sound rang, Qin Yuanhe and Yang Fei clashed a palm together.

He just felt a surge of colossal power, sweeping towards him, causing him to stagger back, his face instantly turning ashen.

Yang Fei hugged Mi Xuan's slender waist, deeply kissed her soft lips, his face full of affection.

"Xuan'er, you've been frightened."

Mi Xuan smiled sweetly, with happiness and sweetness in her brows.

"No, I know you're always here, no matter what danger I encounter, you're there."

Qin Yuanhe knew Yang Fei's might, seized this mont, and rushed towards Luo Yiyi.

Yang Fei laughed heartily, holding Mi Xuan's slender waist, he darted in front of Qin Yuanhe like a whirlwind, striking with a palm.

Since Qin Yuanhe judged wrong, how could Yang Fei let him approach Luo Yiyi again?

After cultivating Phoenix Extre Nirvana, although Yang Fei hadn't achieved a breakthrough, the Martial Essence Qi within him grew increasingly refined.

As he released a palm strike, the power increased inexplicably.

Qin Yuanhe felt a tumultuous wave sweeping at him, its force like blades, gritted his teeth, and struck out a palm.

Bam!

True Martial Qi Energy surged wildly, like a bomb exploding.

Qin Yuanhe grunted, blood gushing from his mouth, his body, like a kite on a broken string, flew out.

He crossed over the wall, his figure fell, and suddenly vanished.

Yang Fei was montarily stunned.

So the guy was quite cunning, accepting injury, enduring Yang Fei's palm, but using its force to escape alive.

Mi Xuan looked at Yang Fei, her brows filled with charm.

"What? Did he escape?"

Yang Fei chuckled, using his fingers as a comb, tidying her silky hair.

"No worries, he won't get away."

Saying this, Yang Fei's brows turned cold.

"He dared to show arrogance in Yannan, if he escapes, what face do the masters of Yinxue Tower have, facing the heroes of the world?"

Mi Xuan was surprised, staring at Yang Fei.

"Have the masters of Yinxue Tower also co?"

Yang Fei snapped his fingers, chuckling.

"How can such a grand event lack them?"

He looked down the mountain, murmuring.

"I wonder who this guy will encounter?"

"Xue Mingtai is acceptable, but if he encounters Sword Emperor and An Zichen, he's dood."

Luo Yiyi stood afar, staring dazedly at Yang Fei.

She saw his radiant deanor, his eyes gleaming, an invisible aura of authority spreading out, indescribably handso and charming.

How could such a man be rely an ordinary student?

Luo Yiyi felt an indescribable sensation in her heart.

Yang Fei looked at Luo Yiyi and others, seeing them staring at him, waved to them.

Wu Jun and Luo Yiyi were both proud heirs.

However, with Yang Fei's casual gesture, they dared not disobey.

They approached Yang Fei, feeling sowhat nervous.

Yang Fei looked at them blandly.

"Today's events end here, you are not allowed to disclose a word outside."

"Otherwise, you yourself, and your families, will be affected, understand?"

Luo Yiyi and Wu Jun nodded.

Luo Yiyi looked at Yang Fei, her eyes complex.

"Su Chen classmate, can I know who you are?"

Yang Fei laughed heartily, hugging Mi Xuan close.

Mi Xuan smiled sweetly, "His na is Yang Fei, he's my boyfriend."