Chapter 581 Nalan Ziyun's Call for Help

The two climbed the halfway up the main peak all the way, and finally came to a huge mountain.

Not far away, in the dense forest ahead, there was the sound of quarrels and fights, and occasionally there were the sounds of warriors screaming and screaming.

From here, you can also see faint figures fighting.

Ouyang Haoxuan looked in the direction of the screaming battle, his eyes were cold, and there was no hint of curiosity or sympathy.

However, when he turned his head and saw the expression of Hexi watching over there, he couldn't help asking: "Xi Yue, do you want to help?"

If Xi Yue wanted to save people, he would naturally be willing to accompany him.

Hexi smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "No, I just seem to have seen an acquaintance. However, it's none of my business, let's go."

A smile appeared in Ouyang Haoxuan's eyes.

The two were about to leave when suddenly a familiar young voice came from behind, "Master Xi, help!"

This was Nalan Ziyun's voice, full of prayer and panic.

Where would Hexi pay attention to him? He pretended he didn't hear him and left, even talking to Ouyang Haoxuan as if no one else was there.

At this moment, Nalan Ziyun was being crushed to the ground and beaten fiercely.

The one who pressed him was an extremely fat warrior. Hearing his plea for help, he couldn't help laughing and said, "What son of the West, Young Master Dong, even if the Emperor and Laozi come, I can't save you!"

After speaking, the fat fist slammed into Nalan Ziyun's waist, causing Nalan Ziyun's body to tremble.

Seeing that Xi Yue had no intention of saving him at all, he was so angry that his teeth were about to bite.

Turning his eyes, his eyes were grim and cold, and he couldn't help raising his voice and said, "Xi Yue, you slapped the Feng family's face in the palace that day, so that they couldn't get off the stage, aren't you very happy and proud? Why do you see it now? The people of the Feng family bully us innocent warriors and are about to flee?"

As soon as Nalan Ziyun's words came out, the group of warriors who were beating Nalan Ziyun and others suddenly stopped their movements, and their sharp eyes all looked in the direction of Hexi.

If it is said that in this hunting competition, the disciples of the Feng family and the Glazed Tile School have the most hated person, then Xiyue ranks first, and absolutely no one can rank second!

Hearing the name Xiyue, and taking a closer look at this boy's handsome face, who is not the one who embarrassed their Feng family in the palace?

For a time, anger appeared in the eyes of these Feng family warriors.

As soon as the man in the lead waved his hand, he immediately saw most of the warriors who beat Nalan Ziyun split up, charged towards Hexi and Ouyang Haoxuan, and surrounded her in a blink of an eye.

The man in the lead looked thirty-five or sixteen years old, and his facial features were still angular, but his hair was sparse and greasy, and the area in front of his forehead was even more empty, as if he was wearing a wig.

He took a few steps forward, looked at Hexi viciously up and down, and then sneered, "Sure enough, it's you, Xi Yue, hahaha... It's true that there is a way to heaven and you don't go, and there is no door to hell. Break in."

"A mere foundation-building martial artist went to the fourth-order demon beast area without his own ability. Today, you fell into my hands, Feng Yunhai, because of your bad luck. Don't worry, the rules of the hunting competition, I can't kill the participants. Contestant, but it’s still very easy for you to survive and die, hahaha…”