Under his explosive sprint, the manor appeared before him as he entered the Martial Arts Tournament estate.
He didn't believe that punk would still dare to command the bodyguards to act.
At this moment, a shadow suddenly flashed out.
"Li Fei, why are you back? Did you succeed?"
"It's Miss Lan Xiang."
Li Fei slowly stopped his steps. The woman before him, adorned with prayer beads and an elegant demeanor, was clearly a descendant of Medicine King Valley.
"Don't mention it, Lei Zhenzi miscalculated. Now we're nearly wiped out."
Li Fei shook his head with a bitter smile.
"What happened?" You Lanxiang's beautiful brows furrowed: "Tu Gang has the Tu Family Secret Technique, Vajra Iron Cloth. Even a High-level King Warrior should be able to withstand him for a while, right?"
"That Ye Qingfeng is just an ordinary person, but the Guard Iron Hand beside him, is like a god or demon."
