Chapter 883: Tribal Grudges

These experts from the Duanmu Tribe had lecherous glints in their eyes, looking at Moye Xingyue as if they were admiring a naked woman…

The two tribes had been at odds for hundreds of years, and now it had reached a point where they could not rest until one was dead!

Using the women of a rival power as a tool to vent their tribe's anger…

This kind of thing was not uncommon!

"Y-you, you all…"

Moye Xingyue was currently surrounded and heavily injured by these experts from the Duanmu Tribe…

Her body couldn't stop trembling…

She was about to die, and she was even going to be humiliated by the people of the Duanmu Tribe…

This filled Moye Xingyue with immense anger and unwillingness…

"Hahaha… Moye Xingyue, here we come…"

A middle-aged man from the Duanmu Tribe with a cultivation of the eighth level of the Yuanhun Realm revealed a mouthful of yellowing teeth as he walked toward Moye Xingyue step by step.

"I won't let you have your way even if I die…"

A look of determination to face death broke out in Moye Xingyue's eyes.

She was 29 years old this year and had a cultivation at the fourth level of the Yuanhun Realm. At this moment, she directly burned her Essence Blood and even resorted to using a Secret Technique to forcibly restore her aura…

"Bang!"

Moye Xingyue's black hair fluttered as she launched a full-strength sneak attack, forcing the Duanmu Family expert back several steps…

A crimson red glow emanated from the surface of Moye Xingyue's body, and a faint scent of blood emerged…

This was the result of burning Essence Blood.

Then, Moye Xingyue's gaze sharpened, and she turned to flee toward the rear with all her might…

Staying meant death.

She had to struggle to escape and see if she could find a chance to survive.

Although she knew that this chance was very slim!!!

"Still trying to run?"

The experts from the Duanmu Tribe sneered, thinking Moye Xingyue was being overly optimistic.

How could she possibly escape from right in front of them?

So what if Moye Xingyue used a Secret Technique?

In their eyes, the result would be the same!

"Stop right there…"

"Hahaha… Moye Xingyue, go ahead and run… Running makes it even more exciting…" The Duanmu Tribe expert who had just been hit by Moye Xingyue's sneak attack sneered, the lecherous glint in his eyes growing even stronger.

Moye Xingyue had burned her Essence Blood…

Although she had forcibly used a Secret Technique to restore her strength, her Realm was still too low.

With her speed, she simply couldn't shake off these Duanmu Tribe experts.

Seeing them gradually closing in, a look of despair appeared in Moye Xingyue's eyes… but then, that despair turned into resolve…

She decided that even if she was caught and had to die…

She would self-detonate, at least to heavily injure these people from the Duanmu Tribe.

However, just as Moye Xingyue was about to be caught…

She vaguely saw two figures in the air ahead…

Both were wearing black robes, and one wore a metal mask…

"H-help, help me…" Moye Xingyue called out hurriedly, as if seeing a life-saving straw.

She had no opportunity, nor the presence of mind, to use her Divine Soul to investigate the cultivation of these two people.

"Sigh…" Xiao Fan sighed silently; in the end, they had still run into it.

He was hesitating in his heart about whether or not to get involved in this kind of meddling.

Wei Zhongshan, who was by his side, didn't say a word. Any decision was up to Xiao Fan; he was only responsible for following orders.

"Hahaha… Moye Xingyue, you can't run anymore, little baby…"

That Duanmu Tribe expert from before caught up to Moye Xingyue in that instant…

The moment he appeared, he condensed a Fist Imprint with his right hand and struck down with a punch…

The massive Fist Imprint fell, striking Moye Xingyue's body.

"*Pfft!*"

Moye Xingyue was heavily injured and fell heavily onto the ground, smashing a giant crater…

The difference in strength between the two sides was too great…

Moye Xingyue was surrounded once again, and this time she didn't even have the strength to run away.

Meanwhile, Xiao Fan and Wei Zhongshan were standing in the air, quietly looking down…

Several people from the Duanmu Tribe also followed their gaze…

When they had heard Moye Xingyue's cry for help just now, they had thought they had encountered an expert from some tribe.

But looking at them now, they were just two kids at the third level of the Yuanhun Realm, so they immediately stopped caring.

"Kids, which tribe are you from?"

The leader of the Duanmu Tribe experts spoke. He had the strength of the Great Perfection of the Yuanhun Realm and was the strongest among these Duanmu Tribe people; he was also an Elder of the Duanmu Tribe.

"Guyue Tribe…"

Xiao Fan thought for a moment and spoke.

"Guyue Tribe… a small tribe…"

The few of them looked at each other, killing intent appearing in their eyes.

"Guyue Tribe is just a small tribe… Although we have a multi-generational feud with the Mo Ye Tribe and aren't afraid of them knowing… it's still better to kill you and destroy the evidence…"

These people from the Duanmu Tribe didn't take Xiao Fan and Wei Zhongshan seriously at all.

In their view, the Guyue Tribe was just an insignificant small tribe.

Killing the disciples of such a small tribe meant nothing.

They didn't realize at all that they were playing with fire!

"Oh, you want to kill me?" Xiao Fan said indifferently.

Just now, he was still hesitating about whether or not to step in and save this woman named Moye Xingyue.

But now it seemed that these people from the Duanmu Tribe were helping him make a choice!

"Hahaha… Kid, it seems you're not that stupid."