In the steep Manggu Ridge, Han Feng had already taken the "Dragon Roar Spear" back into the demon refining pot and fled with Zhou Yunmei.
At this moment, Han Feng's figure was flashing, twisting and turning in a seemingly weird route.
But invisibly, he avoided most of the obstacles ahead and always moved forward with maximum efficiency.
The reason why Han Feng is so familiar with the terrain here.
Thanks also to Xian'er, a powerful "navigator".
At this moment, Xian'er knew the road ahead in advance and kept reminding Han Feng to change direction.
In this way, although Han Feng did not completely get rid of Chen Yang behind him.
But he always kept a safe distance from it.
However, Han Feng was secretly anxious at this moment.
There was a big battle tonight, and he used various martial arts skills one after another. The spiritual power and blood in his body had already been exhausted.
Especially the last one he used, the first "Qi-Blood Style" of the Blood Fiend Soul-Destroying Spear.
Although this move was astonishingly powerful, it almost overdrawn Han Feng's energy and blood.
Even though Han Feng had already swallowed several drops of life spirit liquid at the moment of the attack, his body's recovery speed could not match the speed he consumed.
At this moment, Han Feng's physical condition has hit rock bottom, but he wants to lead Zhou Yunmei and keep moving forward at a high speed.
This was squeezing his own physical limit. Han Feng could hardly hold on anymore. His whole body was soaked with sweat and blood, and his body began to tremble slightly at a high frequency.
Zhou Yunmei, who was held in Han Fenglou's arms at this moment, also felt Han Feng's trembling.
Under the mottled moonlight, he saw that Han Feng's face was pale, and large beads of sweat streaked down his forehead, clearly showing that he had been in a very difficult situation.
Zhou Yunmei couldn't help but feel anxious and hurriedly spoke out.
"Mutually……"
Zhou Yunmei originally wanted to call Han Feng "Ms. Gong", but when the words came to her lips, she remembered that the relationship between the two of them had been severed as husband and wife, so she changed her words.
"Han Feng, please let me down quickly. If this continues, you won't be able to support it."
However, Han Feng seemed not to hear her words.
Still holding her tightly with one hand, he ran away as fast as he could.
After running like this for a while, Han Feng's speed finally slowed down.
Chen Yang, who was chasing after him, couldn't help but feel overjoyed when he saw this, knowing that Han Feng's physical strength was probably close to being exhausted.
At that moment, he activated the spiritual power of his Dantian with all his strength, sped up his body again, and chased away at top speed.
Seeing that the distance between the two sides was getting closer, Chen Yang sneered and shouted from behind.
"Han Feng, you can't escape. Only by handing over what I want can you survive. Stop resisting!"
Han Feng's body was already shaking slightly, but he ignored Chen Yang's words and just ran away with all his strength.
Zhou Yunmei could feel that Han Feng's physical fitness was declining rapidly.
Seeing Chen Yang behind her getting closer and closer, she knew that if she continued like this, Han Feng would definitely be dragged to death by her.
Although she was frightened in her heart, Zhou Yunmei still gritted her teeth and said firmly.
"Han Feng, run away quickly and leave me alone!"
After saying that, Zhou Yunmei pushed herself up, trying to break free from Han Feng's arms to lighten his burden.
However, Zhou Yunmei's body just wanted to break free.
"Snapped……!"
A crisp sound echoed in the forest, and Zhou Yunmei couldn't help but cry out in pain.
At this moment, she only felt a burning sensation on her buttocks, and there were also waves of numbness, as she was actually slapped by Han Feng.
"Just stay still and don't move. I will take you out of here safely!"
Han Feng's slightly dry but hoarse voice came to his ears, but there was no room for argument.
When Zhou Yunmei heard this, she couldn't help but look stunned, and her delicate body stiffened for a moment.
Immediately, she turned to look at Han Feng with some grievance.
Under the dim moonlight, not a trace of blood could be seen on this young man's delicate face, and he was already sweating profusely.
The slightly twitching muscles on his face and the tightly clenched teeth were all on display.
He was exhausted and reached his limit.
However, the big hand that hugged his waist tightly never relaxed even an inch from the beginning to the end.
His eyes were still so bright and firm, just like the bright "stars" in the starry sky.
At this moment, Zhou Yunmei's eyes were slightly crazy.
Her stiff body gradually relaxed, and she silently hugged Han Feng's waist with both hands, leaning her head on his shoulders that were not generous and kept rising and falling.
Listen to Han Feng's heartbeat, feel the trembling of his body, and smell the manly scent that smells of blood.
At this moment, Zhou Yunmei actually felt unprecedented peace.
It seemed that as long as he leaned in the arms of this man, even if the sky fell apart and the earth collapsed, everything in the world had nothing to do with him.
It seemed like there were only two of them in the whole world.
There was no more noise in her ears. Zhou Yunmei hugged Han Feng tightly and nestled in his arms, with a happy smile on her lips.
At this moment, a thought quietly arose in her mind.
As long as I can be with him, even if I die, what does it matter?
Naturally, Han Feng didn't know what Zhou Yunmei was thinking.
At this moment, he was thinking hard about how to escape.
The loneliness and helplessness in his previous life have developed Han Feng's perseverance. He will never give up until the last moment.
At this moment, Xian'er suddenly said in Han Feng's mind.
"Master, I have a way to delay them."
Han Feng perked up.
"any solution."
"Master, take out a blood spirit crystal first."
When Han Feng heard this, although he didn't know Xian'er's intention, he took out a blood spirit crystal without hesitation.
Although the Blood Spirit Crystal was small, it was heavy. As soon as it sank in his hand, Han Feng's body swayed and his speed slowed down again.
"Master, go southwest!"
When Han Feng heard this, he changed his route to the southwest without saying a word and ran as hard as he could.
After running hard for about a hundred feet, the distance between Chen Yang and Han Feng behind him had shortened to less than five feet.
Chen Yang's eyes flashed, and he exerted force on his feet, stepping on a huge boulder.
Actually, his body was like an arrow, rushing directly towards Han Feng.
"Leave me alone!"
Chen Yang stretched out his claws and grabbed Han Feng's shoulder hard.
Seeing that the distance between the two people was getting closer quickly, Chen Yang was about to catch up.
At this moment, Han Feng was running in the direction.
A deafening roar suddenly came from a lush old tree overhead.
Han Feng and Chen Yang looked up at the same time.
All I saw was the trees in the darkness.
A cheetah with dark red stripes all over its body, as big as a calf, swooped down like lightning.
The speed of this cheetah is beyond the scope of a beast, and there is even a hint of spiritual power fluctuations in its body.
It turned out to be a "low-level monster" whose cultivation was comparable to that of a nine-star spiritual warrior.
When it flew down, its eyes were locked on Han Feng and Zhou Yunmei, who were closer to him.
But in the blink of an eye, a hint of horror flashed through the cheetah's dark green eyes.
The next moment, it suddenly changed its target.
But Chen Yang, who was chasing after him, flew away like lightning!
