143: Chapter 143 Let go of that girl, let me handle it!

"Hahaha, scream all you want. In these deep mountains and old forests, even if you scream until your throat breaks, no one will come to save you."

Senior Brother Zhao's face, thick with fat, trembled with extreme excitement. He casually tore off his pitch-black dharma robe, threw it onto the muddy ground with a "pa" sound, revealing a sturdy, bear-like, muscular body covered in rolls of fat.

He strode towards Mu Wanqing, who was being pinned firmly to the ground. His eyes scanned back and forth greedily between her stunningly beautiful face and torn clothes, like a starving wolf staring at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Huo Kai, well done. Pin her down for me, and there will be plenty of rewards for you afterwards!"

"Many thanks, Dragon Brother. Please enjoy yourself, Dragon Brother."

Huo Kai was like the most obsequious evil dog, his hands firmly gripping Mu Wanqing's wrists and shoulders.

Humiliation.

Despair!

Mu Wanqing lay on the cold, muddy ground, the sharp pain from her vital points on her back leaving her body without the slightest bit of strength.

Watching Senior Brother Zhao's big mouth, which was constantly approaching and emitting a foul odor, and watching Huo Kai's twisted, despicable face, Mu Wanqing's tears burst forth silently.

Her heart, which had always been proud and aloof, was ruthlessly crushed into powder at this moment.

'Could it be... am I really going to suffer such humiliation and die in the hands of such beasts today?'

Mu Wanqing bit her teeth tightly, a flash of determination passing through the depths of her eyes. She prepared to bite off her own tongue; even if it meant death, she would never let the bullies succeed.

Just at the critical moment when she was about to clench her teeth.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two dark, heavy objects shot out from the pitch-black forest without warning, landing precisely and accurately into the burning campfire.

Sparks splattered everywhere, and smoke billowed!

The huge commotion made Senior Brother Zhao's movements stop abruptly, and Huo Kai was also startled into a shudder.

The two of them instinctively looked toward the source of the sound, only to see that what had landed in the fire were two mangled, dead rabbits.

Immediately following, a lazy, languid, yet cold voice that seemed to keep people at a distance drifted out from the shadows of the dark forest.

"Let that girl go..."

As the voice fell.

"Rustle..."

Qin Feng, dressed in a black long robe, walked slowly into the dim halo of light, arms crossed over his chest, stepping on the fallen leaves with a leisurely pace.

His deep black eyes were as calm as an ancient well. He looked at the two stunned men faintly, a mocking arc curling at the corner of his mouth,

"While I was out hunting for wild game, you two couldn't wait to start acting like animals?"

Seeing that the person who arrived was actually that Qi Refining Level 5 kid who had always kept a low profile, Senior Brother Zhao was stunned for a moment, then looked up and laughed wildly as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Hahaha, I thought some great deity was passing by. So it's just you, a freeloader!"

Senior Brother Zhao spat with disdain on his face and cursed viciously:

"Kid, seeing you were honest earlier, I was planning to leave your corpse intact. Since you insist on running out to play the hero, then go to Hell!"

After saying that, he didn't even have the interest to make a move himself. He turned directly and kicked Huo Kai:

"Go, twist that kid's head off for me. I don't need you here anymore."

"Yes! Dragon Brother, you rest. Leave this piece of trash to me!"

In order to show off in front of Senior Brother Zhao, Huo Kai didn't hesitate at all.

He immediately released the hands holding Mu Wanqing and drew the long sword at his waist with a "zheng" sound.

The True Qi of Qi Refining Level 9 suddenly erupted, and Huo Kai lunged at Qin Feng with a ferocious face.

"Scum, if you want to blame someone, blame your bad luck. When you reincarnate in your next life, be a bit smarter!"

Facing Huo Kai's fierce, fatal sword strike, Qin Feng didn't even raise his eyelids.

Just as the sword tip was less than three inches from his throat.

"Swish—!"

Qin Feng tapped his toes lightly on the ground, pushing Ghost Wind-Stepping to the limit.

His entire person became like a wisp of light smoke, sliding past the cold blade at an incredibly distorted angle.

"What?!"

Huo Kai's sword missed, his pupils shrinking violently. Before he could change his move to defend,

Qin Feng had already ghosted into his left blind spot.

"Bang!"

Without using any Martial Skill, just the violent and unparalleled Physical Body strength of the Heavenly Tyrant Body,

A powerful whip kick, like a swinging iron rod, struck Huo Kai's waist and ribs solidly.

"Waa—!"

Huo Kai was sent flying over ten zhang away as if hit by a speeding Yao Beast, crashing heavily into an ancient tree.

This scene happened too fast, too fast for Senior Brother Zhao to stop it.

"Kid, what kind of skill is relying on a sneak attack? You intentionally hid your strength?!"

Senior Brother Zhao's expression changed drastically, the contempt in his eyes instantly turning into suspicion.

However, Qin Feng didn't give him a chance to talk nonsense.

After kicking Huo Kai away, he immediately used the counter-shock force, his figure like an arrow leaving the bow, instantly rushing to Mu Wanqing's side.

His powerful arms scooped her up from the mud.

"Let's go!"

Feeling the coldness and trembling of the delicate body in his arms, Qin Feng didn't linger in battle at all. A violent wind rose under his feet, and holding Mu Wanqing, he turned into a shadow and rushed toward the depths of the mountain forest.

"Want to run?! Stay for me!"

Senior Brother Zhao, having reacted, was furious. The cooked duck had actually flown away right under his nose; how could he endure this?

"Boom—!"

The violent True Qi of the Peak Qi Refining Level 9 exploded completely. Senior Brother Zhao, like a crazed violent bear, ran at full speed, chasing closely behind.

In the dense forest, one fleeing, one chasing!

"Hoo... hoo..."

A strong wind whistled in his ears. Mu Wanqing was held tightly in Qin Feng's arms, feeling the astonishing heat coming from his broad and solid chest. Her heart, which had already been dead, actually began to beat violently and unworthily.

This man... he actually really came back to save her! He was only at Qi Refining Level 5, how could he dare to take such a risk?!

However, the violent murderous intent behind them was getting closer and closer.

"Brother... put me down."

Mu Wanqing weakly tugged at Qin Feng's lapel, her eyes red, gritting her teeth and saying:

"Senior Brother Zhao is at the Peak of Qi Refining Level 9. If you carry me, this burden, neither of us will be able to escape. Let me go, you run yourself..."

"Shut up, I don't have the habit of abandoning my kin."

Qin Feng drank low, his tone cold but carrying an irresistible domineering aura.

In fact, with his current trump cards, it wasn't impossible for him to turn around and kill Senior Brother Zhao.

But Qin Feng caught a glimpse of Mu Wanqing in his arms, who was pitiful and full of guilt and emotion, and a black-bellied plan suddenly rose in his heart.

Although this woman's defenses had collapsed for now, the pride in her bones remained.

To completely conquer this high-mountain flower, just saving the damsel in distress wasn't enough; he had to use strong medicine.

A bitter meat trick has always been the sharpest knife.

"Little beast, let's see where you can run!"

Behind him, Senior Brother Zhao had caught up to within three zhang. His eyes were bloodshot, his right palm lifted suddenly, and a dazzling earthy-yellow True Qi light condensed in his palm.

"《Mountain Crushing Palm》 — Die!"

Accompanied by a roar, Senior Brother Zhao slapped out a palm from the air.

The violent palm wind, like a mountain collapsing, carried the power to destroy everything, locking directly onto his back.

"Danger!" Mu Wanqing screamed in terror.

At this moment, Qin Feng could have dodged with his footwork, but he deliberately slowed down by half a beat.

At the critical moment when the palm wind arrived, Qin Feng turned around abruptly, shielding Mu Wanqing tightly in his arms, and used his broad back to meet that terrifying strike head-on.

"Bang—!!!"