"Two brain-dead!"

It wasn't loud, but it was enough for everyone present to hear it clearly.

Nangong Ling and Ximen Che's enthusiasm was completely extinguished by the word "brain dead", and some stared at the initiator of the voice, Feng Qingcheng, in disbelief.

"Isn't it?" Feng Chengcheng deliberately kept a little distance from the two, and asked coldly, "If you want to be a hero and save beauty, you have to learn the skills first, such a half-baked kung fu is even a problem for self-preservation, let alone counting on you to save Miss Ben!" ”

Feng tilted into the city and stepped forward without looking back, his thin figure revealing arrogance and indifference.

Nangong Ling and Ximen Che were very angry, but the ghost made a difference, and the two still stepped forward and grabbed her arm.

"You're going to die!"

"One more person, one more strength, let us help you!"

Feeling the warmth coming from his arm, Feng Qingcheng's cold face tugged at an imperceptible smile. But soon it changed to a cold face.

"Let it go!" There is a resoluteness in the tone that cannot be refused.

Nangong Ling and Ximen Che suddenly felt a tightening on their wrists, and a powerful force that frightened them actually pulled their hands away. The two couldn't help but look at the girl in front of them in some surprise, but they bumped into a pair of eyes that they would never forget.

What a pair of eyes that is!

So bright, so breathtaking! Showing the bright light of human nature, proud, confident, and imposing. It was as if the light and eyes of the whole world would be focused on her! It's a magic that urges you to be convinced of her and trust her.

"To deal with a few of them, Feng Qicheng alone is enough."

Feng Chengcheng is arrogant, with a high temperament, and the innate kingly atmosphere on his body is awe-inspiring.

It was too late, it was too late, and Feng Qicheng had already taken the lead in meeting and started a bloody battle.

"Gang, that's Xuanli!" Nangong Ling looked at the girl who was fighting in front of Ling Wei, and was in a trance.

"yes." In Ximenche's eyes, only the delicate figure of the girl fighting was left.

The two stood still, and neither of them stepped forward.

And the killer of the Blood Sect did not attack the two again, but sent two Zixuan masters to keep an eye on the movements of the two. The rest, three Lan Xuan and two Zi Xuan, all shot at Feng Qicheng.

Just like Shicai Nangong Ling said, the Blood Sect has already lost four Green Xuan Masters and five Qing Xuan Masters, if they don't take Feng Ling City quickly, where is the prestige of the Blood Sect?