The battle fluctuations ahead were very intense and never stopped.

Mo Fan hid his breath and approached the battle place quietly. Mo Fan seemed to transform into a fish, and the dense jungle was a lake for him, walking through it unimpededly.

...

"Miss Yan, don't resist unnecessary things. Isn't it fun to just submit and let us all have less trouble with each other?"

Feng You put the dagger closer to his lips, and there was a scarlet flower on the blade, which was particularly dazzling. Feng You stretched out his tongue and licked the scarlet color into his mouth.

Yan Wu was half-squatting on the ground because of her physical strength being about to be overdrawn, gasping for a while, her chest was fluctuating, and the soft soft armor on the ground she was wearing had been broken in many places.

Yan Wu's originally playful and cute cheeks were covered with dark and gloomy colors. She was able to survive until now, not because of her own strength, but because the two elders of Netherworld played her as a plaything!

If Feng You really wants to end the battle as soon as possible, it will be a matter of a moment.

Feng You's current actions are all to satisfy his bad taste. He wants fear to occupy Yan Wu's mind and let the feeling of powerlessness soak her whole body.

There is nothing more fulfilling than taming a fierce horse!

............

At this time, Mo Fan had already arrived at a location ten meters away from the battle site.

As a bystander, he completely concealed his breath and transformed it into one with the environment. If he did not deliberately search for it, no one would have found his existence.

Mo Fan did not do anything and witnessed everything within his sight.

"Hmph! It's really evil that will be punished. This is what I'm going to cheat! I deserve it!"

Seeing Yan Wu's miserable appearance, Mo Fan cursed in his heart.

In a blink of an eye, Mo Fan placed his eyes on the two elders of the Netherworld: "Look at these two old men, they don't look like any good things..."

"She probably can't hold on anymore."

Mo Fan glanced at Yan Wu again and said in his heart.

Since the power of devouring was activated, Mo Fan had a keen sense of spiritual energy, and could see the capacity of spiritual energy in a warrior's body.

There was not much spiritual power left in Yan Wu's body. On the other hand, Feng You's spiritual power was consumed by about 40%, while Feng Ming next to him had no loss at all.

If this battle continues, Yan Wu will definitely lose, and there is no chance of winning, unless there is an outsider's intervention...

At this time, Yan Wu looked down at his short skirt, and used one word to describe it as "unbearable to the eye"!

There are many incomplete red skirts under the soft armor. If the movement is too large, you can even see the mysterious area between your legs.

There were at least a dozen slight wounds on his fair thighs. It was obvious that the blood on Feng You's dagger just now came from Yan Wu.

"Tsk tsk, look at such good skin being scratched like this. If you obey me, how could this happen?" Feng You had a regretful expression on his face, as if he felt very distressed by Yan Wu.

"Bah! You lustful person, even if I die, I will not let you succeed!"

"I have heard that your second brother is short and powerless. I'm afraid no woman will volunteer with you if she is a waste!"

Yan Wu's words were sharp and he hit Feng You's sore spot with just one word.

Feng You's face was ashes, his eyes were full of tears: "Do you dare to say it again!"

In an instant, Feng You burst out heavy pressure and pressed against Yan Wu.

Seeing Feng You suddenly had such a violent reaction, Yan Wu became more convinced of this fact, with a strong sarcasm on the corner of her mouth.

Suddenly, Yan Wu's body seemed to have a piece of lead, and a stone mountain was pressed on his back, but Yan Wu would not be oppressed by momentum.

"Hmph! Listen to me! I'll say you-"

Yan Wu deliberately extended the tone and then said word by word.

"Short-small-no-power!"

"court death!"

Feng You finally couldn't help but burst into spiritual power when he raised his hand.

A huge palm that was ten meters thick gathered out of thin air above Yan Wu.

Yan Wu's bright eyes were empty and spiritless, and her delicate body was wrapped in despair.

"Palm-pressing!" Feng You shouted violently, the giant palm lost its support and fell towards Yan Wu with awe-inspiring power that destroyed thousands of things!

Yan Wu closed her eyes tightly, and a crystal clear flower flowed out of the gap of her eyes, slashing across her cheeks, waiting for death to come.

boom!!!!

The next second, a shocking sound exploded!

Yan Wu subconsciously raised her hand to cover her ears, but the pain she expected did not come.

After pausing for about three seconds, Yan Wu opened her beautiful eyes in surprise.

The first thing that caught my eye was the upright black shadow. The black shadow raised his right hand alone, and supported the huge spiritual palm with his thin body, so that it would no longer fall down.

"Leng Feng?" Yan Wu's pupils tightened into needle-shaped in extreme horror, screaming, "Why aren't you dead?!"

Hearing this sentence, Mo Fan staggered and almost fell down.

"You are just looking forward to my death!" Mo Fan calmed down and turned his head to snort coldly at Yan Wu.

"But the Flame Claw Bear..." Yan Wu opened her red lips wide, and a rich look of surprise was revealed on her face.

Previously, she was 100% sure that Mo Fan would be killed by the Flame Claw Bear. After all, the Flame Claw Bear is a half-step fifth-level monster, and even she would not be able to defeat it.

Yan Wu stared at the living Mo Fan in front of him. Could it be that he escaped? It must be like this!

"You should be glad that I am still alive, otherwise you were already dead just now." Mo Fan glanced at Yan Wu coldly.

I saved her without grudges, but I didn't even say the word "Thank you". It's really uneducated!

"Boy, who are you?"

Feng You stared at Mo Fan and was on guard. After all, Mo Fan caught his full-strength attack with his bare hands, and his strength must be extraordinary.

Mo Fan has no good temper for this kind of obscene person.

"The one who saved her." Mo Fan responded coldly.

"Boy, I would like to advise you not to meddle in other people's business! I want heroes to save the beauty, but you also need that capital!" Feng You scolded, "You may just be struggling to support you now, right?"

Mo Fan has not dispersed his attack since he appeared, which made Feng You feel that Mo Fan has the strength to resist for a moment and is not afraid.

"What are you talking about with him? Just kill him together!"

Feng Ming, who was standing by, couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't understand why Feng You talked nonsense to a young boy.

"Leng Feng, go quickly! You are no match for them alone!"

At this time, Yan Wu suddenly said something, maybe because he was dissatisfied with his heart and did not want to continue to drag Mo Fan down.

"Haha!" Mo Fan sneered, and did not reply to Yan Wu. Instead, he held up his spiritual power palm and pressed Feng You step by step.

"You mean I can't break your attack, right?" Mo Fan asked in a stern curve outlined the corner of his mouth.

"If it can be broken, why do you have to support it?" Feng You said coldly.

"Then you show me your opinion!"

Mo Fan shouted loudly, his palm tightly clenched. The dark devouring power instantly emerged, eroding the spiritual power of the giant palm.

However, in the blink of an eye, Feng You's attack was completely swallowed up!

"Secret Method!" Yan Wu lost her voice, and just remembered that Leng Feng was still hiding this move.

In fact, Mo Fan was in a state of "recovery" just now. Because he fought with the Flame Claw Bear, he used the power of devouring excessively, which caused a considerable burden on his body. It was not until the last moment that his body cushioned from fatigue and restored the right to use the power of devouring.

At this time, Mo Fan placed his gaze on the two elders of Netherworld, and his eyes as bright as stars seemed to be flashing.

The two elders of the Netherworld felt like they were seen through, which made them very uncomfortable.

Mo Fan's mouth outlined a satisfied smile. The spiritual power in these two old men was really strong!

"When you meet me, you will be punished with evil!"

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