After returning to Neon City, the two of them safely sent Leng Yaozhu to the rescue team. Relying on the Leng family's connections on the mainland, the rescue team will contact the Leng family and send Leng Yaozhu back safely.
Le Qianyao and Le Qianxue declined Leng Yaozhu's invitation and decided to return to Sun City immediately.
Before this, Le Qianyao also learned Leng Yaozhu's name. After confirming it again and again, he also knew that she was the future deputy tower master of the Spirit Pagoda, the deputy speaker of the Spirit Pagoda Council, and one of the few four-character battle armor masters in the future. She was also a ninety-nine-level demigod-level strong attack extreme Douluo with the title "Tianfeng".
"What's wrong? You can't bear to part with your girlfriend. You've fallen in love with her after only meeting her a few times, you big pervert!" Le Qianxue said.
Le Qianyao looked at Le Qianxue speechlessly, gave up resistance, waved his hand and said: "You won't understand even if I tell you, she is someone worth winning over in the future!"
"Heh, I don't understand." Le Qianxue slapped Le Qianyao on the back. Le Qianyao coughed violently, and a fishy taste of iron filled his throat.
"Is a stranger you've only met once worth your effort, even disregarding your own health!" Le Qianxue said.
The power of the Holy King is not one's own power after all. Although it can be borrowed, one's body may not be able to withstand it.
"Um...it's just a little overload. She'll recover after a few days of rest!" Le Qianyao said, "Besides, she looks a lot like an old friend of mine..."
The martial spirits are very similar, and the appearance is also very similar...
"Brother Le..."
"Brother Le, do you think we can win this battle..."
"Brother Le, if we win, what do you want to do? Me? I want to build a small cabin by the sea and spend the rest of my life quietly with the person I love. You ask me who I like? Idiot, I won't tell you..."
"Brother Le, do you have to go? Then will you come back after you go..."
"Brother Le, I... forget it. I wish you success! Brother Le, come on! Also, don't forget us..."
"…"
As he recalled the past, Le Qianyao felt a ripple in his heart.
The exclusive soul guide car sent by the Temple was already waiting on the roadside. Its streamlined silver-gray body shone with a cold metallic light, and the Temple emblem engraved on the body gleamed faintly in the sunlight.
There were three members of the Temple traveling with them, the purple-level defense-type soul master Lao Chen, the purple-level agility-type soul master Xiao Xia, and the soul guide expert Lao Zhou who was in charge of driving.
The soul-guided car started with the low roar of the engine and sped along the winding mountain road towards Sun City.
Inside the car, Lao Zhou was concentrating on controlling the steering wheel, Xiao Xia closed her eyes and dozed off, while Lao Chen was wiping the soul guide shield in his hand.
Le Qianyao looked at the passing scenery outside the window, the scene of the battle with the evil soul master that day still echoing in his mind, and his palm unconsciously stroked the hilt of Angel Wing.
"Rest for a while if you're tired." Le Qianxue patted his shoulder gently. "After we return this time, we must ask the Holy Temple for a few days of rest and recuperation."
However, the calm did not last long.
When the car was driving into a remote canyon, the car body suddenly jolted violently. Lao Zhou slammed on the brakes and the front of the car almost hit a man in a black robe who suddenly appeared in the middle of the road.
"court death!"
Xiao Xia cursed angrily and got out of the car first to check.
The man in black robe slowly raised his head, his hood slipped off, revealing a face covered with hideous scars.
His cold gaze swept across everyone, finally locking onto Le Qianyao: "It was you who killed Wen Feng's little brat, right?"
Sensing a hint of murderous intent, Lao Chen immediately stepped forward, holding a shield that glowed with an earthy yellow light, and asked, "Who are you, sir?"
The black-robed man smiled grimly: "Since the master's mission has failed, I will use your lives to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
Nine soul rings of yellow, purple, black and black appeared under his feet.
"Title Douluo!"
Before he finished speaking, the black soul rings around him suddenly lit up, and his ninth soul skill "Blood River Massacre" was activated. The ground was instantly covered with blood-colored energy and turned into a boiling pool of blood.
"Be careful! It's a domain-type soul skill!"
"This guy is the Blood Hand Douluo Di Sha on the wanted list!" Old Chen was knowledgeable and recognized the person in front of him at a glance.
"Quick, call for help from headquarters immediately!"
Le Qianxue pushed Le Qianyao to a safe area, and then she swung the Black Moon Scythe, and purple lightning struck the blood pool.
However, the Titled Douluo's domain power was far beyond imagination. When the sickle hit the blood pool, it was like sinking into a quagmire, and its soul power was devoured madly.
"It's over!"
At the critical moment, a deafening roar suddenly sounded in the sky, and the entire mountain range trembled.
A black shadow crashed into the center of Di Sha's territory like a meteorite, and a gap was torn in the blood-colored energy.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying force swept over, and the entire mountain range sank as if it had been trampled down.
A dark golden figure appeared in the center. The dark golden figure was extremely majestic, and a faint dark golden color appeared on the surface of the panel.
He was only wearing a vest, revealing a pair of thick arms like a mecha, and his whole body was emitting extremely huge and surging blood and energy fluctuations.
With every breath, air came out of his mouth and nose like steam.
"Who are you?" Di Sha shouted angrily.
The man just glanced at it indifferently and ignored it. Then his eyes swept over everyone and finally fell on Le Qianyao.
"You, actually ignored me!" Di Sha jumped up, and the scarlet soul power all over his body rushed towards the man.
"Noisy!"
The man just slapped his hands once, and a terrifying force burst out. The air around him was compressed, making it extremely difficult to breathe.
From a distance, Di Sha seemed to be shorter. In fact, the space around him was collapsed, and he had almost no chance of resistance in this space.
The next moment, with a muffled sound, Di Sha and the surrounding earth turned into powder.
Old Chen swallowed his saliva and used all his strength to take a step forward under the man's terrifying power.
Old Chen asked with difficulty, "I wonder who His Majesty is?"
The man ignored Lao Chen and walked towards Le Qianyao.
"You!" There was an indescribable sense of power in that deep and deep voice.
"Man, your breath is strange, but also very familiar!" His voice was like rolling thunder.
The man slowly approached, and the wind pressure brought by his huge palm overturned the soul-guided car. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Le Qianyao.
Le Qianyao was about to summon his martial spirit when he felt that he could not move his body. The man's terrifying mental power was like a mountain pressing down on his head, and he could not even lift a finger.
The next second, his eyes went dark and he was already grasped in the palm of the Bear King's hand. The surrounding scenery quickly receded, and only Le Qianxue's scream gradually faded away.
"Le Qianyao!" Le Qianxue tried her best to chase after him for a few steps, but was held tightly by Lao Chen.
"Stop chasing! That man is too terrifying. We... are no match for him at all." Old Chen's face turned pale. "Hurry back and ask the Palace Master for help!"
Le Qianxue looked at the direction where the man disappeared, her nails dug deep into her palms, a hint of darkness appeared in her eyes, and she shouted at the man:
"If Le Qianyao is harmed in the slightest, no matter where you are, I will kill you!"