Looking at the signal flare slowly rising in the sky, which was sent by Wu Shun to Wu Jing and Wu Feng, reminding them that their opponents are difficult to deal with, so they should be more careful,

In this regard, Wu Jing scoffed, lowered his head and glanced at the more than twenty injured people, and snorted: "What the hell is this Wu Shun doing, being played by two soul warriors, are he and those people under his hands all vegetarians?"

Wu Feng also felt the same way, nodded and said: "That's right, Wu Shun is usually a very decisive person, why has it become so useless now, patriarch, we have injured so many people, should we let Wu Shun change his strategy, otherwise, the number of casualties may further increase,"

Wu Jing shook his head: "It's better for us not to interfere with him, lest he be even more timid,"

Wu Feng joined the ranks of the people who were injured by the trap and needed to bandage their wounds as soon as possible.

Wu Jing frowned, he subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction of the village,

From the moment he stood here, he had a feeling of unease,

He told himself that it was because his son Wuyang was seriously injured and couldn't rest assured.

A hundred meters away, Xiao Chen and Piao Piao hid in a hidden place, and through observation, the two found that there were not many people left at the mouth of the valley, except for Wu Jing and Wu Feng, most of the rest were injured.

The two glanced at each other and immediately reached a tacit understanding,

Piao Piao pointed at Wu Jing, and then pointed at Wu Feng, meaning that she was responsible for dealing with Wu Jing, let Xiao Chen deal with Wu Feng, and as for the rest, she would solve it casually.

The little marquis nodded, took a deep breath, and jumped out of his hiding place,

Call......

He was like a big bird rising into the sky, and after reaching a certain height, he changed direction and flew towards Wufeng.

"What people," Wu Jing reacted first, shouting,

It only took a quarter of a second for Wu Feng to stand up from squatting, and while standing up, he also put on a defensive posture with his fists in front of him,

The little marquis didn't answer, and rushed straight to Wu Feng,

Wu Feng looked at it fixedly, and shouted: "Boy, it is you who injured the young master, you can actually escape from the encirclement and suppression of Wushun and them, but you have some ability,"

"Ah Feng, don't talk nonsense with him, just slaughter him with a heavy hand," Wu Jing said in a muffled voice,

Wu Feng didn't have time to respond, because Xiao Chen had already arrived in front of him, and after he threw a punch used to block, he immediately took three steps back, calmly defusing Xiao Chen's dive advantage,

Eight leaf martial spirits flew out from behind the master, attacking all the vital points of Wu Feng's body,

"Heh," Wu Feng roared in a deep voice, his body made a crackling sound, the knots in his muscles made his clothes bulge high, and his skin instantly hardened several times,

Jingling......

Ye Ziwu's martial soul could only cut through his clothes, without causing any damage to his skin, and even made a metallic crisp sound when it collided.

Wu Jing wanted to rush to help, and the enemy with his hand was avenging his son, and as soon as he took a step, he stopped, and he keenly felt that he was locked by a master,

He frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice, "It's all here, don't you plan to show up?"

"It's just that you don't see me,"

The voice came from behind him, making people feel creepy, Wu Jing pretended to be calm: "Yes, if you are there all the time, how can I not feel it,"

"Do you think you can control everything, when you easily choose to believe what your son says, it just proves that you are an ordinary man, and the words of master are compliments to you,"

Wu Jing took a deep breath and had to admit that the female voice from behind was very good, and it was the most pleasant voice he had ever heard in his life, although the tone was a little cold,

Piao Piao's words are not difficult to understand, he is accusing him of listening and believing,

But Wu Jing can't control so much, he only knows that his son was deprived of an arm, as for how the conflict between them started, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that he, as a father, must stand up for his son, blood for blood and tooth for tooth,

The battle between Xiao Chen and Wu Feng has reached a white heat, Wu Feng is the third ranked master of Wu Clan Village, and his best stunts are "Qinggang Boxing" and "Grabber", the killing radius of "Qinggang Boxing" can reach five meters, and "Grappler" is a hand-to-hand grappling move, one near and one far cooperate with each other and complement each other,

The most important thing for the Wu people is the moves, Wu Feng's physical flexibility is breathtaking, and a few moves forced Xiao Chen to retreat again and again.

He had to open the distance between him and Wu Feng, and at the same time made a gun dance impenetrable,

But Wu Feng still smoothly passed through the shadow of the spear in the sky, and with a pair of fists, he walked between the spear and the martial spirit, and he was at ease.

Here, the battle between Wu Jing and Piao Piao was about to begin, and Wu Jing sneered: "Obviously, your companion is not Wu Feng's opponent, he will soon be beaten down,"

Piaopiao's smile was even colder: "So what, does it have anything to do with you, you still have to care more about yourself,"

"Don't measure yourself, look at the move," Wu Jing took the initiative to attack, kicked his right foot on the ground and continued to turn back, and at the same time stretched out his right fist, and the whole person collapsed into a straight line,

"Good time," Piao Piao spun in place, throwing the energy ball hidden in the palm of his hand,

The energy ball smashed on Wu Jing's fist, bursting instantly, and the explosion wave rolled him to the side, although he successfully stabilized his center of gravity when he landed, he still looked a little embarrassed,

He was surprised, although he had already been mentally prepared, and felt that the strength of the person who could abolish his son Wuyang must not be low, but he still underestimated the other party's combat power.

Boom......

Another ball of energy, exploding at his waist and eye, this time he was not as lucky as last time, and when he landed, he fell into a sturdy,

Wu Jing was completely dumbfounded, thinking to himself, son, son, who did you provoke?

No matter how bad he is, he is also the owner of the Wu clan village, the second-ranked master, in front of a young soul warrior, he has no power to fight back,

What he couldn't accept the most was that Xiao Chen was obviously not Wu Feng's opponent, but his martial soul was slaughtering his injured clansmen.

The wounded had no power to fight back, and they didn't even have the ability to dodge, and their throats were cut one by one by the leaves flying in the sky.

"Damn, why won't you let my people go," he asked, gritting his teeth,

Piao Piao smiled indifferently: "Do you know, let me tell you the truth, we came from your martial arts village, and now there is not even a person over there who can breathe,"

"What," Wu Jing was shocked: "You slaughtered my stockade,"

"That's right, not a single living mouth, including your seriously injured son, is left," Piao Piao said coldly,

Wu Jing shouted hysterically: "Impossible, you are alarmist, if you want us to mess with ourselves, I won't be fooled,"

He said this not only to himself, but also to Wu Feng, because when Wu Feng over there heard Piao Piao's words, the frequency of attacks involuntarily decreased a lot, and Xiao Chen seized the opportunity to make a beautiful turnaround.

"Believe it or not, we will explain to you with facts that it is not a lie," Piao Piao suddenly slapped three palms: "You will soon meet your family in the Netherworld, and listen to what they have to say when the time comes,"