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Li Feng felt as though his blood had run cold when he saw Yue Lan on the verge of death.
It was like his stomach had dropped.
Using every ounce of his strength, he rushed forward and manage to blocked the attack that was just an inch away from Yue Lan's chest.
Yue Lan's eyes widened in shock as she stared at Li Feng's tall, broad back.
"…Li Feng."
But Li Feng did not reply.
He simply continued staring coldly at the unknown woman in front of him.
Strangely, she didn't look like a demonic disciple at all.
From her bearing alone, he could even tell that she was probably a heroic fairy.
...But no matter whether she was a fairy or a beautiful woman, there was a line that must never be crossed.
"Who are you…?" he asked coldly, his grip remaining tightly locked on her sword.
Wei Zhenxin's eyes widened in surprise at the sudden appearance of this man.
She could feel a rolling pressure like a heavy mountain pressing down on her.
