Ouyang Luoxue is in danger
In mid-air.
Ye Feng completely destroyed the protective magic array, wielding his huge iron hammer, and smashed it hard onto the ancient stone coffin.
The stone coffin was exceptionally sturdy and was not smashed, sending out a large number of sparks.
The terrifying shockwave spread outwards, creating a large crater in the ground.
With this blow, Ye Feng felt as if he had smashed into a mountain. His arms were sore and numb from the impact, and his body flew several meters away.
The ancient stone coffin trembled slightly but did not stop fighting Ye Feng. It flew towards the distant mountains, enveloped in large, swirling black clouds, with black flames swirling around it, making it extremely terrifying.
An angry roar came from inside the stone coffin.
"Chase after them."
Ye Feng took a single step that covered dozens of miles, and his figure quickly disappeared into a black dot in mid-air.
Lan Yu, Xiahou Ba, and Fatty Situ followed closely behind.
The old weasel leaped up and gave chase, its white beard fluttering in the wind as it chuckled.
"I want to see just how powerful this drought demon really is."
A group of Great Xia warriors nearby also followed suit, vowing to join Ye Tianshen in slaying the drought demon and protecting their homeland.
"Xiaoqing, you stay here to protect Ouyang Luoxue and the others. I'll go check on them."
A white figure flew out from inside the Baohe Hall.
"Sister, you're still worried about him."
Xiaoqing shook her head, sighed, and leaped towards the Ye Group on the opposite side.
The Ye family conglomerate was surrounded by a large number of Blood Mist Sect experts who guarded and protected the area.
Ouyang Luoxue and Chen Jiayin were in the CEO's office on the top floor.
Ouyang Luoxue stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the wind blowing her beautiful hair, revealing her long, slender, white swan neck.
Her body was slender and graceful, her waist so thin it seemed one could grasp it with one hand. Her fair face was shrouded in a moist glow, and her bright, expressive eyes were full of charm.
Underneath her uniform suit, she wore a white blouse, exuding a cool and capable aura; the powerful presence of a female CEO was ever-present.
Watching Ye Feng's figure disappear into the horizon, a hint of worry flashed in her beautiful eyes.
She had also heard many legends about the drought demon, and knew that it was a rare, thousand-year-old ferocious beast that ravaged the world and killed people like grass.
To say I'm not worried at all would be a lie.
Chen Jiayin walked gracefully from behind.
She was wearing a dark blue office lady uniform, which perfectly showcased her voluptuous figure.
Beneath the hem of the short skirt were two long legs encased in black stockings, which, combined with the nearly ten-centimeter high heels, made the legs appear exceptionally long.
"Luo Xue, don't worry, I believe Ye Feng will be alright."
Good people are always blessed by heaven.
"I hope so."
Suddenly, a sinister voice came from behind.
"Don't worry about Ye Feng anymore, you're all in trouble now."
Then, several screams were heard from the doorway.
"who--"
Ouyang Luoxue was utterly shocked and turned her head to look.
A group of strangers stormed in, their menacing demeanor instantly killing the martial arts bodyguards guarding the entrance.
The leader was none other than Jossinks from the United States, a sinister and cold smile curving his lips.
He was followed by members of numerous smaller national delegations.
It turned out that after they escaped from the secret passage inside that ancient building, they did not leave but instead barged in.
The protective array surrounding the Ye Group was shattered by the brief clash between Ye Feng and the drought demon.
They took advantage of this opening to squeeze in through the crack.
They killed all the Blood Mist Sect experts guarding the outside.
"Hehe, I'm afraid Ye Feng would never have dreamed that we would take the opportunity to attack his retreat and deal with his woman."
As expected of a worldly and capable woman, Ouyang Luoxue quickly calmed down after recognizing the other party and reprimanded him.
"Jorsenx, what are you doing!"
"Don't forget, you are the leader of the American Martial Arts Alliance, a person of importance. And the group of people behind you are representatives of various countries. Aren't you afraid that what you are doing will get out and tarnish the reputation of your country?"
"There are many experts from the Blood Mist Sect around here. I advise you not to make a mistake. It's not too late to leave now."
Josenks looked at Ouyang Luoxue as if she were his prey, a fiery glint in his eyes, and said.
"Heh, I killed those people you were talking about a long time ago."
"Ye Feng's woman is indeed beautiful. Your man has made us lose face in front of the world. We've slept with his woman, so it's a case of tit for tat."
After saying that, he gave a wink to those around him.
Two short Japanese devils, one scruffy American devil, and a South Korean warrior with a persimmon-like face.
The four of them swaggered toward Ouyang Luoxue and Chen Jiayin, baring their menacing fangs like jackals.
At the critical moment, Chen Jiayin stood in front of her, her oval face tense, her beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed, and she reprimanded her sternly.
"Don't come any closer."
But these harmless words came from the mouth of a frail woman.
It really has no lethality whatsoever.
Instead, this only spurred the pack of jackals to become even more excited, howling loudly.
Later, Ouyang Luoxue appeared calm on the surface, but her heart was in her throat.
She had one hand in her pocket, clutching a yellow paper talisman tightly in her hand.
That was something Ye Feng had specially left for her to use for self-defense; it contained a terrifying sword aura.
The opposing side had a large number of people and was led by Josenx, a second-rank Martial Emperor.
Therefore, it must be used at the critical moment to kill them all.
Otherwise, leaving even one survivor would be a disaster for both her and Chen Jiayin.
The problem was that only these four people came forward, while Jossens and the others stood leisurely at the back, showing no intention of moving forward.
They angrily cursed Ye Feng at each other, completely disregarding the two weak women in front of them.
"I bet that brat Ye Feng has already been trampled to death by the drought demon."
"Who says otherwise? Even if that brat had nine heads, he wouldn't be good enough to be chopped off."
"Damn it, that bastard made us lose face in front of martial artists all over the world. I wish I could cut him into a thousand pieces."
Now, just recalling the pitiful scene of kneeling on the ground singing "Conquer" makes everyone grit their teeth in hatred.
"I'm going to ravage his woman properly later."
"We'll take turns going then."
"A bunch of beasts!"
Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind.
Everyone only saw a flash of blue light before their eyes, and suddenly a woman dressed in a blue dress appeared on the scene, carrying a three-foot-long green sword, her beautiful eyes shooting out a cold light.
"Little Qing, hurry and save us."
Ouyang Luoxue said urgently.
Last time, Jeminghan from Zikou Cosmetics attempted to sexually assault Ouyang Luoxue, but was killed by Xiaoqing with a single sword strike.
Therefore, Ouyang Luoxue was well aware of her prowess.
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