Even if the temple's experts were seriously injured, it was to no avail.
"Trying to run?" Xiao Rou from the Holy Temple frowned, took a step forward, and went to give chase. Her injuries and internal energy had recovered considerably.
escape!
The demoness gritted her teeth, tightly embracing Yang Feng's body, and rushed out of the Himalayas, pushing her speed to the limit. She sensed a violent aura and killing intent behind her.
High in the sky, two long rainbows flew at top speed. The speed of the demoness, who was only at the sixth level of the Innate Realm, was nowhere near as fast as that of Xiao Rou, the temple maid.
If it weren't for the fact that the temple maid Xiaorou had suffered considerable injuries earlier, she might have caught up with the demoness and killed her.
However, at this moment, the demoness was holding Yang Feng tightly with both hands, and could not go at her maximum speed. It was only a matter of time before the temple maid Xiao Rou caught up with her!
The enchantress sped away, her eyes already red and wet, because she sensed that Yang Feng in her arms was lifeless, without a trace of life, which meant that he had perished.
"Master, he can't be dead! He's so powerful, he's probably in a state of suspended animation, that's right... that must be it!"
She was silently trying to comfort herself.
However, this is merely a comforting thought; if one were to enter a state of suspended animation, there would be no sign of lifelessness.
Half an hour later, the two were getting closer and closer, to about fifty meters apart.
"Holy Spirit Palm!"
A cold killing intent flashed in the eyes of the temple maid Xiao Rou. She raised her hand, which emitted a dazzling light, and slammed it hard towards the back of the demoness.
The surrounding air seemed to ripple outwards, creating ripples that spread outwards.
Suddenly—
This palm strike landed squarely on the demoness's back, sending her flying and crashing to the ground, where she landed squarely on top of Yang Feng's hard body.
"Pfft~~"
The demoness spat out a mouthful of blood, which landed on Yang Feng's chest. She turned to look at Xiao Rou, who was closing in from behind, and her heart was filled with panic.
"Hand over this man to me, and I might consider sparing your life!" said Xiao Rou, a temple maid, coldly.
The demoness gave a bitter laugh, rolled over to her feet, stood on the ground, met her gaze, and said firmly, "You could say that everything I have now is a gift from him. So, if you want to take him away, you must step over my dead body!"
"Heh, nonsense. Then go die!"
Temple maid Xiaorou sneered again, then a murderous glint flashed in her eyes. She instantly raised her hand and unleashed a violent wave of energy.
"Bang!"
Without a doubt, the demoness had no chance to fight back and was directly knocked away by a palm strike. Her body flew like a kite with a broken string and crashed into a towering tree behind her, instantly spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood.
"How dare you, an ant, rebel? You're utterly stupid!" Temple maid Xiao Rou sneered and strode toward Yang Feng, who was lying on the ground.
With a surge of immense inner strength, he reached out and grabbed Yang Feng's body. With a light tap of his feet, he took flight.
"A blood-red spear!"
The demoness lightly made a hand seal, conjuring a long, scarlet hair, which she gripped tightly in her hand and fiercely stabbed at Xiao Rou in the air.
"call out!"
Sensing the spear hurtling towards her, the temple maid Xiaorou frowned, spitting out a few words through gritted teeth, "This is simply courting death!"
With a flick of his sleeve, he deflected the blood-red spear, then raised his palm and gathered a powerful force, striking down at the demoness.
"boom!"
The demoness tried to dodge, but the difference in their cultivation levels was too great, and she was unable to evade. She was blasted away again, crashing through several large trees behind her. A metallic taste filled her throat, and she kept vomiting blood. Her face turned as pale as paper, clearly indicating that she had been severely injured.
"Holy Spirit Palm! Die!"
The temple maid Xiao Rou reached out with one hand, gathered her inner strength once more, and unleashed her power, blasting it towards the dying demoness below.
However, at this moment, a huge change suddenly occurred!
A tornado swept over and interrupted her Holy Spirit Palm!
"Who is it?" The temple maid Xiaorou was startled and turned to look at a man of about twenty-five in the distance, her heart filled with doubt.
Could it be that this man is one of Yang Feng's men?
She could sense that the young man was quite powerful; if she were at her peak, she could have killed him, but it was impossible now.
If you unleash your full power, it might cause hidden injuries.
"My name is... Ye Aotian!"
The young man stepped through the air, his eyes deep, his features sharply defined, his face resolute, and a terrifying aura emanating from him.
If Yang Feng were to regain his senses at this moment, he would discover that Ye Aotian's strength had once again received a significant boost!
Sixth level of the Heavenly Ranks!
That's right, Ye Aotian's strength has reached this level at this moment! In addition, he can fight at the same level, so he is not afraid of experts at the ninth level of the Heaven Rank at all!
Not to mention fighting a wounded ninth-level Heavenly Realm expert!
"It's a pity... that one of my strongest rivals has fallen like this. It's so boring."
When Ye Aotian saw Yang Feng being held by the palm of internal force, he saw that Yang Feng's body was full of death energy and shook his head and sighed slightly.