Fire Fairy Tang Xinlian

"Hey, get out of the way!"

While waiting to register at the Welcoming Pavilion, a man yelled at Ye Feng. Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed Ye Feng 'Ye Feng hand, trying to cut in line.

Ye Feng glanced at the man.

The other person was tall and slender, with a restrained aura. He appeared to be a powerful individual with considerable cultivation. However, his rat-like appearance made it clear at a glance that he was not a good person.

Ye Feng's shoulder twitched slightly. A springy force shook the man's hand away.

"Bang!"

The force of the rebound sent the man staggering back three steps, and pushed those behind him back several meters as well.

"Huo Ba, ranked eighteenth on the Rising Star Rankings. But who is that gray-haired, gray-eyed man?"

People recognized the tall, thin young man, but not Ye Feng.

"How dare you disobey me?"

Huo Ba frowned and reached out to grab Ye Feng's arm again. Before his hand could even touch Ye Feng, he encountered a rebounding force that sent him flying away once more.

Huo Ba felt extremely angry after being so easily defeated twice in a row.

"Damn it, looks like I need to get serious. Grand Flame Fist."

Huo Ba swung his fist, creating dazzling sparks as he punched Ye Feng in the chest.

Ye Feng did not move.

"Big sister, are we just going to watch like this?" Mu Lingshan asked.

"Don't worry, Feng can handle it," Ying Huanhuan said.

Bang

As Ying Huanhuan had anticipated, Huo Ba's attack on Ye Feng was once again deflected. The force of the rebound, reaching 200%, sent Huo Ba flying backward.

puff

Huo Ba spat out a mouthful of blood.

puff

Huo Ba spat out another mouthful of blood.

Huo Ba stared at Ye Feng in horror.

"What's going on? Who's causing trouble?"

Just then, a voice rang out. A general in the late stage of the Life Profound Realm arrived in front of the Welcoming Pavilion with about a hundred men. He was patrolling and arranging work with his men when he encountered a disturbance.

"Huo Ba?"

"Second Uncle."

Ying Huanhuan was taken aback for a moment. Then she smiled. The story seemed to be getting even more interesting. The patrolling general of Great Yan City and the person who had just tried to bully Ye Feng but ended up with internal injuries from his own attack knew each other.

"Who are you, daring to lay a hand on my nephew? This is Great Yan City!" the middle-aged hostage shouted at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng ignored the other person completely, not even glancing at them.

Wow!

The middle-aged man couldn't sit still any longer. He had been completely ignored.

"Take him down!" As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, all the hundred or so soldiers behind him attacked Ye Feng.

Bang bang bang

There were no surprises.

All the soldiers who attacked Ye Feng were thrown back by the force of their own attacks.

The middle-aged man was completely dumbfounded. He knew the strength of these soldiers. To be qualified to guard Great Yan City, they were no pushovers. One had to reach a certain level to qualify as a soldier of honor.

One hundred people couldn't even get within a hundred meters of Ye Feng.

"I'll play with you!"

The middle-aged man reached out and slapped Ye Feng.

boom

The power contained in the palm caused the space to explode with a loud bang.

Flame Palm struck Ye Feng. Ye Feng remained completely still.

"Is it fun?" Ye Feng asked.

"Bang!"

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, a force twice as strong as the giant fiery palm rebounded, sending the middle-aged man flying backward.

"Puff!"

The middle-aged man landed, cracking the hard stone slabs on the ground. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, staring at Ye Feng in disbelief.

"What kind of Martial Arts is this?"

The middle-aged man lost inexplicably. He, a dignified Life Profound Realm, couldn't even last a single round against his opponent.

Ye Feng's Martial Arts is called Anti-Armor Critical Strike.

Ye Feng's physical body has now reached the Emperor Realm, comparable to a powerhouse at the Ancestor Realm. If someone attacks him but their cultivation hasn't reached the Emperor Realm, they will be unable to inflict any damage on him. On the contrary, they will be reflected back with twice the amount of damage.

The strength of a counterattack depends on the power of the attacker's attack. The stronger the attack, the stronger the counterattack.

What happened here?

Suddenly, a large group of guards clad in crimson armor surged into the entrance of the Welcoming Pavilion. At the very back of these guards was a slender and radiant woman.

The woman wore red soft armor. The armor clung tightly to her body, outlining her fiery and sexy curves. A glint of light flashed in the eyes of those standing before the pavilion.

Her slightly wavy red hair was casually tied up with a ribbon, reaching down to her waist.

Her appearance was exquisite. Her eyebrows were like a painting, and her skin was as white as snow. Between her brows, there was a touch of heroic spirit that was no less than that of a man. This combination of charm and heroism exuded Bewitchment that made men's hearts race and ignited a strong desire to conquer her.

"Fire Fairy, Tang Xinlian!"

"Hehe, so this must be the Fire Fairy of the Flame God Temple? She is indeed exceptionally talented. It is said that she is Mo Luo's most favored chief disciple. If all goes well, she will be the heir of the Flame God Temple."

"Yes, whoever wins the favor of this beauty will be on a meteoric rise to the top."

"This kind of woman is not something an ordinary man can tame."

Ye Feng listened to the whispers around him, his gaze fixed on the fiery and alluring woman. He had to admit, the Fire Fairy Tang Xinlian was indeed beautiful.

"Huo Dong, who hit you?" Fire Fairy Tang Xinlian asked.

"Him!" The middle-aged man pointed at Ye Feng, then shook his head and said, "No, he didn't attack me... He attacked me too... I... I... He... He... He... He..."

Middle-aged people don't know how to describe it.

He did indeed attack Ye Feng. Ye Feng didn't retaliate. He still couldn't figure out how he was injured. He kept stammering, unable to explain the situation.

Tang Xinlian seemed to understand, her gaze fixed on Ye Feng, and said, "You dare to use force in Great Yan City? You have some nerve! Don't you know that fighting is prohibited within Great Yan City? Men, seize him! I advise you to come with me obediently, or you'll regret it."

"Stop!"

Just as another battle was about to break out, a deep, powerful voice, like the chime of a bell, rang out.

A ripple appeared in the space around Tang Xinlian, and a person shrouded in a red robe walked out of the void.

"Who are you?" Mu Lingshan asked.

The man in the red robe smiled, extended his palm, and slowly removed his red cloak in front of everyone. A face appeared before their eyes.

His face was quite rugged, with a domineering aura between his thick eyebrows, as if capable of Heaven-Burning. At the center of his brow, a flame rune flickered with a peculiar light.

Upon seeing the fiery rune, the faces of those present instantly turned deathly pale, a look of terror washing over them. A sharp, piercing sound followed.

"The Lord of the Flame God Temple, Mo Luo?!"