Yes, master. The crazy lion who had just made a crazy man suddenly became as gentle as a sheep, and respectfully clasped his fists to the mysterious man in the red cloak on the big leather chair.

He can't kill him. He beat me until he says that. The mysterious man with red cloak and black mask is as deep as an abyss, as if he can doom his life.

Yes, the master, the mad lion replied.

Then, the mad lion regained its domineering power, and rushed to the caps of the treacherous men snatching Gu Yuehe: Fight me!

However, the mysterious man in the red cloak spoke up: "The Crazy Lion is not asking them to do it, but you do it yourself. Remember that breaking bones and tendons is a trivial matter, but you must keep a breath."

As long as he did not say the Beidou Formation Diagram, he could not be allowed to die.

A fierce and bloody light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the crazy lion, and he said to the mysterious man in the red cloak: Yes, master.

As soon as the words fell, the mad lion rubbed and pinched each other's palms, and the joints of his fingers made crackling sounds.

The crazy lion smiled and approached Guyue River step by step.

Although Gu Yuehe's face was expressionless and not afraid at all, the two burly men escorting Gu Yuehe seemed to know that the crazy lion was terrifying, and their throats were sliding and swallowing their saliva with nervousness.

Just as the mad lion was about to walk to Guyue River, there was a loud bang.

The conference room closed the door and suddenly split into pieces, and the broken door panel flew in.

As the gate broke, two big men were screaming.

Everything happened so suddenly and too quickly. The crazy lion, the unicorn, and the big man escorting the Guyue River were all shocked!

Only on the big leather chair, the mysterious man in the red cloak was as motionless as a mountain, as if he was not affected by the sudden incident. His eyes were still so unfathomable, and there was no wave in the ancient well.

As the door flew open in a row, two big men flew in from outside, smashed heavily on the ground of the conference room and fell into a coma. A young figure appeared on the gate of the conference room.

His eyes were cold and his breath was cold. This person was Lin Fei.

At this time, the Crazy Lion and the Qilin had already come to their senses.

Swish, two figures rushed out and stood in front, looking like a mysterious person who protected the red cloak.

Who are you? The crazy lion looked at Lin Fei with a wide eyes and shouted angrily.

Lin Fei looked calm on his face and said: I am Xie Feng you are looking for.

You are Xie Feng? Qilin stared at Lin Fei and said.

Lin Fei did not answer him, but just looked at Gu Yuehe who was being held by two big men.

Seeing Gu Yuehe's body covered with blood, he looked very weak. At first glance, he was suffering a lot of pain and torture. Lin Fei frowned tightly, and the sharp edge of his eyes became extremely sharp.

Let Mr. Gu let me not kill you! A cold sound burst out from Lin Fei's teeth.

Hahahaha, however, when the mad lion heard Lin Fei's words, it seemed as if he had heard a big joke. He looked at Lin Fei and laughed: What did you say? Let us release Gu Yuehe? Do you know who we are?

As four half-martial saints under the Penglai Martial Saint's throne, the mad lion is like a male lion on the land of Donglu, with a majestic appearance and no one dares to mess with it.

He is used to being majestic in the East Lu, and is one of the four strongest masters under the Penglai Martial Saint. Like the Crazy Lion and the Condor and the Leopard, they do not take outsiders seriously except the Penglai Martial Saint.

Although Song Yang had already said that Lin Fei killed the Martial Saint of Jiangnan, the Crazy Lion saw that Lin Fei was only about twenty years old and was just a slutty boy. How could he believe that he killed the Martial Saint of Jiangnan?

So when Lin Fei asked them to release Guyue River, the mad lion laughed so arrogantly.

Lin Fei said coldly without any emotional voice: I'll say it again, let Mr. Gu go!

A cloud of anger gathered in the eyes of the crazy lion and said ruthlessly: Seeking death!

boom.

The next moment, the figure of the crazy lion was like lightning, and the fist with the tangled energy of the green rainbow surged, terrifying power surging towards Lin Fei.

Before his fist arrived, a strong storm had already blown up Lin Fei's hair and clothes at the door.

However, facing the fierce lion's punch, Lin Fei's face was as calm as the slightest wave.

Just when the Crazy Lion's fist was about to hit Lin Fei's face, it was about ten centimeters away.

Swish, Lin Fei made his hand like lightning and grabbed the fist of the crazy lion.

He attacked the fist of the mad lion and stopped his face about ten centimeters.

The crazy lion's eyes were wide open, obviously unable to believe that he had punched out and was actually held by Lin Fei.

Roar!~~~~ The mad lion roared, and the Qinghong's aura suddenly surged on his fist. Even his entire arm was covered with densely entangled Qinghong's aura.

He began to continuously activate his skills, trying to break through Lin Fei and hold his fist and palm.

But no matter how the mad lion exploded, Lin Fei's palm that held his fist was still motionless, as if it was hard to shake the mountain.

This made Qilin, who had not taken action, also showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Like the Crazy Lion, he saw that Lin Fei was only in his early twenties and did not believe that Lin Fei could kill the Martial Saint of Jiangnan. He even felt that Song Yang exaggerated it or had other hidden stories.

However, seeing the half-martial saint's powerful mad lion, he punched Lin Fei, but was blocked by Lin Fei, and it was difficult to get in.

He suddenly felt that this young man was much stronger than he thought.

Swish.

The green robe flew up, and the unicorn had already attacked Lin Fei with a palm.

The green rainbow aura in the Qilin's palm was swallowing and breathing, like a sharp sword roaring, and a suffocating powerful aura emanating from its entire body.

However, in the face of Qilin joining the battle, Lin Fei's expression did not change at all.

Just as the Qilin was about to hit Lin Fei's right shoulder with one palm, a light flashed in Lin Fei's eyes.

Swish, Lin Fei hit the other palm, as fast as lightning, like a spirit snake, unpredictable changes, and suddenly walked around the Qilin's palm and placed it on the Qilin's wrist.

Qilin was shocked when Lin Fei put his palm on his wrist. He had a bad omen. When he was about to withdraw his palm, Lin Fei's palm had bit his wrist like a poisonous snake, and tightly clamped his wrist.

Immediately afterwards, Qilin felt an extremely powerful force coming from Lin Fei's hand.

Click.

The sound of the bone breaking sounded, and the Qilin screamed in pain.

His whole body was numb, and Qilin suddenly fell to the ground and knelt in front of Lin Fei with a blue face, and sweat continued to emerge from his forehead.

Seeing Qilin's wrist being twisted and fractured, the crazy lion was in great pain, and then he wanted to pull his fist back.

But Lin Fei held his fist's palm and bit his fist tightly like iron pliers, so that he could not loosen the slightest.

The crazy lion was sweating heavily, angry and ashamed, raised his other fist and banged towards Lin Fei.

But before his fist hit Lin Fei, he heard a crackling sound of a broken bone.

The crazy lion's wrist was also twisted by Lin Fei, and he screamed immediately.

Then, the crazy lion, who was weak all over and was controlled by Lin Fei, also fell to the ground and knelt in front of Lin Fei, screaming in terror.

Lin Fei pushed his hands and stirred up a strong wind, lifting the mad lion and the unicorn both out.
Chapter completed!