Chatper 1047 (1/2)

"Get out of the way!" Zhan Yelingjun's face was as cold as a sharp edge, and his whole body was radiating sharpness.

His deep eyes stared at the burly man standing in front of him.

Of course Fengying would not give way, the purpose of his trip was to protect the safety of Miss Fifth and Yueyue.

Now such a person suddenly barged in and went directly to the second floor. As a guard, Feng Ying couldn't give him a chance to get close to Shimiao!

"Our family doesn't welcome you, please leave!" Feng Ying was like a mountain, towering in front of Zhan Yeling, his face, which was usually as cold as ice, became even more rigid at this time.

Zhan Yeling didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, he walked like the wind, flashed towards Fengying like lightning, and punched Fengying like fire.

He thought about Xiong Miao for two years, and the pain of missing her was like a shackle clamping her heart, and every minute and every second was painful.

And bloody.

Now that he finally saw her, anyone who prevented him from seeing Xiong Miao would be courting death!

He will stop at nothing to clear obstacles!

Fengying is also a powerful character with great skills. He was able to be Xiangjue's military advisor and guard at a young age, naturally because of his extraordinary ability.

Facing Zhan Yeling's punch that was coming at him at high speed, he accurately staggered the opponent's lethal punch with one side of his head.

Immediately afterwards, he counter-fisted at Zhan Yeling.

Zhan Yeling pinched his fist precisely in the palm of his hand, and twisted his hand to the side with force. Fengying was in pain, and when he frowned, Zhan Yeling seized the opportunity and squeezed his other hand , cutting his hands behind his back.

Fengying lost, he struggled with all his strength, Zhan Yeling didn't want to do anything to him, but he became the biggest obstacle for him to see Xiongmiao.

He pinched his hands with one hand, immobilizing him, and raised the other hand, aiming at the back of Kazekage's neck, ready to knock him unconscious.

The moment the knife was raised and lowered, an anxious female voice cut through the space.

"stop!"

That voice was a voice that Zhan Yeling was familiar with in his bones.

The sound hit his eardrums, causing his hands to stop in mid-air immediately.