Chapter 2242 Lesson

The two figures lifted their spirits and jumped onto the roof to fight.

And below, Feng Jiu, who was sitting, picked up the torn corner of the dress and looked at it, and saw that a good dress had been destroyed just like that, especially the corner of the dress was still falling on the convulsive Yi Xiuran. hand.

She played with the missing corner of the dress, squinted her eyes, and looked towards the roof. Duan Ye is Feixian's peak strength, and Yi Xiuran, who is dressed in black, can fight against him without being at a disadvantage, hehe, it's interesting.

A dim light flashed across Qingyou's eyes, and a faint smile was on the corner of her mouth, staring at the two people above, holding the wine glass in one hand, and tapping on the table with the other.

The others didn't speak anymore, but stared at the two people on the roof, a little surprised at the strength of the man in black. Duan Ye and the others knew that he was a genius of Yunqiong Xianzong, but who was this man in black robe? How could he not be at a disadvantage against him?

"Ghost doctor, why don't I take you to change clothes first?" Lu Xiyan came to her side and asked, after all, she was a woman, and a corner of her dress was torn off, after all, it didn't look good.

"No need." Feng Jiu said indifferently: "I can go back and change later."

Seeing this, Lu Xiyan went back to sit beside her father, looked towards the roof, and saw that Uncle Duan was fighting with that person, and it seemed that he couldn't hurt that person, so she knew in her heart that that person's strength should be stronger than that of the father. He is even taller.

After fighting for a while, Duan Ye also knew that this person was stronger than him, he was at the peak of Feixian, so, this person should be at the level of Immortal Saint? What a fairy saint who can hide, but the slightest breath of the fairy saint is not revealed.

However, seeing this person tearing off the corner of Feng Jiu's clothes, he couldn't do anything to him. He couldn't help but feel a fire in his heart, and his strikes became more and more fierce. Suddenly, his body style changed, and his palm style also changed. With surging spiritual power, he struck out a palm unexpectedly, and saw that the palm formed by the breath of spiritual power changed from small to large, from one to two, and the palms overlapped to attack the person in a manner that could not catch the ear.

"Bang! Bang bang!"

The palm wind struck, and the first palm was avoided, but the subsequent consecutive palms actually fell on Yi Xiuran's body. Yi Xiuran's expression, which had always been leisurely, changed slightly, and his body was directly crushed. Shoot fly out.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and his body fell from the roof, bumped into another wall in embarrassment and bounced to the ground again, making a loud noise.

"hiss!"

He took a deep breath, sat up from the ground, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, then raised his eyes to look at Duan Ye who came down from the roof, his eyes flickered slightly, and he was very shocked.

This man is only at the peak level of Feixian, but his combat power is astonishing. He never thought that with the strength of his immortal saint, he would be defeated by this man at the peak level of Feixian!

He was defeated by Feng Jiu back then, but he surrendered! But he was defeated by this baby face, but his heart was churning, and he had the urge to fight again!

When did he, the majestic Lord of the Night Temple, become someone who could be defeated by anyone? Or is it that everyone around Fengjiu is a freak? All of them are perverted geniuses?

Duan Ye swooped down from the top and came to Yi Xiuran, his voice came out coldly: "You dare to move her, I will help you if you want to die!"

Just when he was about to take action to teach this ignorant person a lesson, he heard Feng Jiu's voice...