he wound was exactly the same length and width as the one on her own face, even in the same location."Zheng Huayang, now you will taste the pain I endured back then."Zheng Huafie's wrist trembled, the..."Chu Ge…"

Mu Feiyan's face was full of panic and pitifulness. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Deep down, she naturally hoped this man could save her. But she also saw that he was far too powerful, beyond Ye Bufan's ability to contend with.

Normally, the Immortal Realm values strength above all else. Each immortal is also selfish and, knowing they are outmatched, no one is willing to sacrifice themselves.

Moreover, the two had only met a few hours ago and were just acquaintances, not even familiar with each other.

Yanqing thought Ye Bufan would definitely submit, and she felt the same in her heart, and there wouldn't be any complaints, after all, this was a normal choice for a person.

The result, however, was beyond everyone's expectations. Ye Bufan showed no intention of giving way, instead his expression was firm and resolute.

I promised to protect her well-being, and I will never break my word.

Mu Feiyan was taken aback, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

She had her own reasons for offering so much compensation back then, but she didn't expect the other party to keep their promise so faithfully. This was completely beyond her expectations.

A flash of killing intent crossed Yanqing's eyes: "You asked for this, don't blame me."

Don't say you're just a lowly outer sect disciple, even if you were the master's personal student, it wouldn't matter. This is the Abyss of Fallen Immortals, I could kill you here without anyone knowing, no one would ever suspect a thing.

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand dismissively and shouted, "Kill him!"

As a general rule, no one wants to make an enemy of a top-tier sect like the Liuguang Jianzong. But if you can do it without anyone knowing, that's a different story altogether.

"Young Master, leave it to me."

Behind him, a tall servant strode out, his cultivation reaching the mid-stage of True Immortal.

This guy, eager to make a contribution, jumped the gun and slapped Ye Bufan across the face.

Generally speaking, a true immortal faces a false immortal with a crushing advantage. Besides, he is a true immortal of the middle stage, so naturally, he wouldn't look down upon this person in front of him.

Just as this slap was about to land, a giant hand suddenly clamped down on his neck, halting the flow of his spiritual energy.

Ye Bufan took the servant by surprise and subdued him with a single move. He then struck Yan Qing hard and snatched Mu Feiyin, running away with her.

At this point, the only hope left is to flee. After all, those two elders behind me are completely beyond my ability to contend with.

"Want to leave, it's not that easy."

Although Ye Bufan was a bit caught off guard, the big man he knocked out gave him some time.

But that was just the beginning. As soon as he ran over a hundred meters, a gaunt old man behind him made his move.

I saw him flick his finger, and a sharp gust of wind shot out, crossing a hundred meters in an instant without any sign of weakening. It struck the back of his target with pinpoint accuracy.

Ye Bufan had already prepared beforehand, running his cultivation to its peak and fully deploying it on his back, but it was still insufficient to withstand the attack.

Only a soft *poof* was heard before a spray of blood erupted, and a bloody hole the size of a thumb appeared on his right chest.

But he only trembled slightly, with no intention of stopping. He didn't let go of Mu Feiyanyan either, and continued to dash forward.

From his recent actions, this old fellow's cultivation has reached the Xuanxian realm.

This opponent, spanning three levels above himself, was simply not something he could contend with. Staying meant certain death; only escaping offered a sliver of hope.

Yiqing waved his hand, shoving the servant aside, his expression contorted with rage.

"Boy, you dare to play with me and then try to run I want him alive, first disable him."

He is no longer satisfied with simply killing his opponent; that wouldn't extinguish the anger burning within him.

To catch the other party and torture them severely, before finally letting their soul fly away and die.

"Rest assured, young master. Just a lowly ant, it can't possibly escape the palm of my hand."

Although the wizened old man was somewhat surprised, he didn't take it too seriously. He still kept a cat-and-mouse attitude and pointed out with two fingers again.

"Poof!"

Although Ye Bufan had already pushed his speed to the limit, he was still unable to escape the opponent's attack, and two more blood holes appeared on his legs.

He stumbled, but didn't stop, continuing to run desperately.

Mu Feiyan saw everything, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

There is no doubt that Ye Bufan's injuries are definitely serious now. If he were to be left behind or directly handed over to Yan Qing, perhaps there would still be a way out.

Even now, the other party still shows no intention of giving up. They are desperately fighting to survive.

They had just met, but for a promise, they were fighting so hard to protect each other. It was beyond her understanding.

"Big Brother Chu, why don't you just put me down"

"Be quiet!"

Ye Bufan had no time to waste words, with a roar, he continued to run wildly.

Although she was scolded, Mu Feiyanyan's heart was not filled with resentment, instead, it was warm and a sense of unprecedented happiness arose.

Looking at the man's resolute expression, a mist welled up in her eyes.

Over the years, some people have been obsessed with their appearance and others have fawned over status, but this selfless guardianship is definitely a first-time experience.

"Haha, run! I'll see how far you can get!"

Seeing him repeatedly get injured, Yan Qing's face was twisted in a grimace that held more excitement than pain. He and his men chased after him from behind.

At the same time, another old man with a black beard behind him punched out, his fierce energy fiercely hitting Ye Bufan's back.

Although there was a distance of over one hundred meters, it still came crashing down upon us like a tidal wave, unstoppable.

"Pffft!"

Ye Bufan was severely injured by a single punch, his internal organs burning like fire. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, drenching Mu Feiyans fair neck.

In just a few breaths, he was injured again and again, his strength plummeted, and his speed slowed down. In the blink of an eye, he was surrounded by Yanqing and his men.

"Chu Gege, are you alright"

Mu Feiyan hurriedly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but the more she wiped, the more there was, showing no sign of stopping.

"Big Brother Chu, why don't you just go by yourself Without me, they won't chase after you anymore..."

"Impossible, I don't have the habit of abandoning women to escape alone."

Although he had been injured repeatedly, Ye Bufan showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

"Haha, I didn't realize it, you're really sick in the head."

Hearing his words, Yanqing burst into laughter, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "This little girl, this young master is determined to have her today. I see what you can do to stop me"

He didn't rush into action, seeming to enjoy the cat-and-mouse game.

Ye Bufan ignored him and instead looked down at Mu Feiyanyan, whose expression was visibly nervous.

"Rest assured, since I promised to protect you, I will keep my word!"

After saying that, a golden talisman suddenly appeared in his hand. As he activated it with his immortal essence, it flickered with light before slapping onto Mu Feiyan's back with a "pa" sound.

Seeing this, Yanqing, who had just been smug, changed his expression. “Damn it, this is the Hundred-li Escape Talisman!”, challenging the acupuncture copper man.”After finishing his words, he took out two three-inch long needles from the needle bag and walked up to the bronze figure, preparing himself."Holding needles...