"Well, that's more like it."
Seeing that Du Feng agreed, the purple-haired female demon monarch sized him up and even glanced at the place between his legs as if she was examining an animal.
Uh … Du Feng's scalp went numb. He felt that he had boarded a pirate ship. No matter what, he had to go over and see what trouble Fu Yao had encountered that prevented him from completing his second class advancement. Even if he couldn't figure out the reason, the male ghost cultivator in the Blossom City or Du Tulong might be able to.
"Come on up and follow me!"
The purple-haired female demon monarch didn't fight with Du Feng this time. Instead, she lengthened her skirt and made it look like a flying carpet for Du Feng to stand on. It turned out that she was using her skirt as a flying prop.
"No need. I can fly by myself."
Du Feng felt that it was inappropriate to fly by stepping on a woman's skirt, so he said that he wanted to fly by himself.
"Pfft. You have so many problems. Keep up."
The purple-haired female demon monarch turned into a streak of purple light and dashed out with a swoosh. Her speed was indeed unexpected. But it didn't matter. In the next moment, Du Feng turned into a streak of white light and followed closely.
"Yo, young man, your legs are not bad."
The purple-haired female demon monarch suddenly sped up to embarrass Du Feng. She didn't expect him to react so quickly and catch up immediately.
"It's alright. Not that fast."
As a result, Du Feng habitually replied humbly. However, his humble words infuriated the purple-haired Demoness Empress.
"What do you mean? Are you complaining that I'm slow?"
The purple-haired female demon monarch thought that Du Feng was complaining that she was too slow. Her skirt lengthened again and became narrower than before. Its speed suddenly increased, just like a purple flying shuttle.
Uh … Du Feng knew that he had said something wrong. But he couldn't embarrass himself in front of a woman. If he couldn't keep up with the purple-haired female demon monarch, she would definitely look down on him. This woman had a sharp tongue. Thus, he sped up again and followed closely behind.
Aiyo, the purple-haired female Fey Thearch saw that Du Feng was following her again, and he was following her quite closely. Thus, he circulated his True Essence and increased his speed once again. The skirt also became very strange, tightly wrapped around the body, and the tail was very long, like a ribbon.
After increasing her speed again, she turned around to look at Du Feng, thinking that he definitely wouldn't be able to keep up. However, Du Feng took a few steps in the air and immediately appeared beside her.
"Kid, don't force yourself. You have to conserve your strength."
Seeing that Du Feng had caught up, the purple-haired Demoness Thearch did not forget to mock him.
"Don't worry, Big Sis. We youngsters have great stamina."
Although Du Feng called her big sister, it sounded like he was calling an old auntie. When he said that he was a young man, didn't he mean that the purple-haired demoness was old?
"Aiyo, you're still throwing a tantrum?"
The purple-haired Demoness couldn't take it anymore. Suddenly, she retracted her skirt, and the purple skirt turned into a tight-fitting shirt, accentuating the curves of her body. One could even see the sexy lines of her thighs. This woman was really ferocious. Her leg skills must be really good.
She didn't care about her image anymore. Instead, she took a few steps in the air. Because the speed of her steps was so fast, she broke the sound barrier. Every step she took was like stepping on a wall of air, giving off a loud bang. Due to the reaction force, her body was rapidly ejected.
Hmph, let's see how you're going to chase after me. The purple-haired female Fey Thearch was very proud, because she was very confident in her speed. Especially the explosive power of her legs, which was top-notch.
Therefore, after she ejected, she looked back confidently with a smile on her face, wanting to see how far she had left Du Feng behind. However, when she looked back, she couldn't see Du Feng. What was going on? Could it be that her speed was too fast, and she had left that stinky brat behind? He didn't take the opportunity to slip away. Little Sister Fu Yao was still waiting for him.
At the thought of this, the purple-haired female Fey Thearch couldn't help but slow down, waiting for Du Feng to catch up.
"Hey, what are you waiting for?"
But just as she slowed down, she heard Du Feng's voice. Turning around, she realized that the stinky brat had actually flown in front of her. Just now, the purple-haired female Fey Thearch had turned back from the right side, while Du Feng had overtaken her from the left side. Therefore, she didn't notice.
"You … Brat, just you wait."
How could the purple-haired female Fey Thearch admit defeat? She took a few steps in the air, as though she was running on a flight of stairs. Her speed got faster and faster, and she started to leave an afterimage behind her. It wasn't difficult to leave an afterimage in a short distance in the arena. However, it was rather terrifying to leave an afterimage behind for such a long distance.
It was just like a 100m sprint for an ordinary person. He could run very fast, but he definitely wouldn't dare to use the speed of a 100m sprint for a 10,000m sprint. The purple-haired female Fey Thearch was a lunatic. She dared to use a 100m sprint to hurry. To put it bluntly, she wanted to beat Du Feng.
This time, she didn't stand on ceremony. She ran far away in one breath before turning back to look at Du Feng. In the end, she saw that he had indeed fallen and disappeared. She couldn't help but feel a little smug.
"What are you looking at? Are you going to lead the way or not?"
Suddenly, another voice sounded. She turned back and saw that the stinky brat had overtaken her again. Moreover, Du Feng wasn't using such an explosive method. Instead, he was flapping his pair of flaming wings and flying effortlessly.
Why didn't he use his wings? Why did he have to torture his legs? Didn't he say that young people should conserve their energy?
"Fu Yao is in the Demon Emperor City. If you can, you can go in yourself."
The purple-haired female Fey Thearch was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood. She had expended so much energy that her thighs were aching. However, this brat, Du Feng, had actually used the Phoenix race's flaming wings to fly. Wasn't this bullying? In terms of flying ability, how could she compare to the Phoenix race's flaming wings?
Hence, she used her purple wings first and stopped sprinting with all her might.
Du Feng rolled his eyes at her. This woman must be sick in the head. She could have used her wings, so why did she have to use her legs so much? Even if her leg muscles were beautiful, there was no need to be so smug.
Actually, if Du Feng used his flying ability, he could really be faster than the purple-haired female Fey Thearch. He didn't just have the flaming wings. He had many other auxiliary methods. For example, he could step on the Dragon Riding Sword and flap his wings. That way, he would definitely reach the Demon Emperor City earlier than the purple-haired female Fey Thearch.
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