"Stop that old ghost Feng He!" Mo Pozheng roared.
While everyone was dealing with Huo Lian, Feng He reached swiftly for the Longevity Pill.
Just as he was about to seize the Longevity Pill, Feng He sensed countless blasts of force assailing him from behind.
Too late. Delight surged in Feng He's heart.
He was willing to risk everything for the Longevity Pill. Now he could seize it first, then deal with the blasts of force behind him.
Even if he suffered some injuries-even severe ones-it would be worth it.
Once he obtained the Longevity Pill, would he still fear such injuries?
"Got it!" Feng He scooped out his right hand and caught the Longevity Pill.
Just as Feng He was about to turn and deal with the blasts of force coming from behind, Pang Ji and Wu Xuancang suddenly rushed in front of him.
Feng He dodged Wu Xuancang's strike, but avoiding the second man was clearly beyond him.
With a bang, Pang Ji slammed a punch into Feng He's right hand, which held the Longevity Pill.
Feng He cried out in pain from the punch, and the Longevity Pill was jolted from his grasp.
At the sight, everyone let out a long breath.
Had Feng He truly pocketed the Longevity Pill, snatching it back from him would probably have been difficult.
Rather, whoever here obtained it would still have a chance to escape.
Once they escaped, taking the Longevity Pill back from them would be far too difficult.
Besides, whoever obtained the Longevity Pill would likely swallow it soon afterward. What share would be left for anyone else?
Du Fuzhou had kept to the rear of the others. He was the weakest, and they paid little attention to his reactions.
When Feng He had seized the Longevity Pill