As he spoke, Feng Wu held his hand in his heart, and in the void, the long sword made of aura was shining, and the sword flashed.

Looking closely, the long sword was exactly the same as Feng Qiuyang's Changming sword.

The cold sword reached Feng Qiuyang's neck, making Feng Qiuyang's heart 'chuckle'.

He shifted back, trying to move away from the aura.

But where will Feng Wuxin let him go.

She followed Feng Qiuyang step by step, and forced him into a corner, with nowhere to hide.

Feng Wuxin stopped, "Lord Feng, you haven't answered my question yet. ”

Feng Qiuyang was frightened by Feng Wuxin's evil man, but in front of Yun Jiangxing, he wanted to maintain his cold image of Feng Xiang, so as not to embarrass his two baby daughters.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to find a good marriage for Qingyao and Qinghe.

Feng Qiuyang thought in his heart, trying his best to control the expression on his face, "I, Feng Qiuyang, naturally won't be proud of my children who can't cultivate!" ”

But the more I don't want to show my timidity, the more exposed I am.

His face was flat, but the hand hanging at his side was shaking.

For a moment, Feng Wuxin almost thought that he had Parkinson's, of course, provided that Feng Qiuyang didn't make a look at the little guy to sneak up on her from behind.

Chi Xuan was awakened, her cultivation broke through the Spirit Sect again, and coupled with the killer's innate keen senses, she felt the strong murderous aura behind her almost without unnecessary movements.

Although the cultivation of the little guy is not as good as Feng Wuxin, the strong aura is also rare among ordinary people.

Sneak attack Feng Wu's heart from behind, you can't die, but you can also be seriously injured.

However, Feng Wuxin didn't give him that chance at all.

She put away her aura and unsheathed her dagger.

Before he could see what kind of movements Feng Wuxin's hand was making, the purple-black dirty blood gushed out.

Feng Wu's heart jumped up, and the blood sprayed Feng Qiuyang and the eldest lady all over their faces.

When people die, the murderous spirit also collapses.

Feng Wu's heart fell to the ground, his arm turned, and he put the dirty blade on the side of Feng Qiuyang's face, and said in a voice that only each other could hear: "Lord Feng, I suspect that you are questioning my ruthlessness, and next time, the dagger will be on your neck." ”

Yun Jiangxing couldn't hear what Feng Wuxin was saying, but when he saw Feng Qiuyang's face change greatly, he thought that Feng Wuxin really wanted to kill his father.

He stepped forward and directly used his aura to open Feng Wu's heart.

The pure purple aura illuminated a space, and everyone looked at Yun Jiangxing in disbelief.

It is rumored that the most powerful of the several princes is the crown prince who has reached the junior spirit monarch, but he doesn't want the seven princes in front of him to be the spirit monarch who has reached the realm level.

While everyone was surprised, they couldn't help but sweat for Feng Wuxin, and Feng Wuxin played now.

The wind brought up by the clouds and the cuffs of Xingguang is fierce.

Feng Wu looked sideways, without a trace of fear, and took Yun Jiangxing's palm stiffly.

The slender hand grips Yun Jiangxing's wrist very strongly.

This made Yun Jiangxing's pupils shrink, and he almost blurted out: "You are not Feng Wuxin!" ”

Feng Wuxin chuckled, "Am I Feng Wuxin important to the Seventh Prince?" Anyway, it's not as important as the Seven Princes' Qisheng Pills. ”

Feng Wu looked at the person in front of him, and hatred surged in his heart.

The original owner has loved Yun Jiangxing since he was a child, and Yun Jiangxing can't look down on the original owner, but he has used her many times to contact Feng Qingyao, and in the end, the two of them simply set up a bureau to kill her.

This vicious breath is difficult for both the original owner and Feng Wu's heart to swallow.