Chapter Seventy-One: It's All Second Generation

The flying sword obviously has an unimaginably powerful explosive power, and it forcibly dragged the tightly wrapped "Purple Python" and rushed to the side of Feng Yudu's neck, almost cutting his throat.

Uncle Feng in black grabbed Feng Yudu's back collar and floated back desperately.

"Never go back empty, fly and come!" The white-clothed Fengbo screamed, dragged the tail end of the "purple python" with both hands, as if he was driving a crazy wild horse, broke back the horse's head hard, and shouted: "You must take the blood sacrifice sword, you can take it anywhere, quickly, I can't control it." ā€

Uncle Feng in black had a very tacit understanding with him, and immediately understood it, and the hand holding the collar suddenly spun. Feng Yudu made a sound, and the whole person changed from vertical to horizontal. He didn't seem to understand what was going on, and the smug smile on his face instantly dissipated, frightened into frozen horror.

At this time, the flying sword overflowed and shot out a stream of unstable flames, and the "purple python" was instantly split into multiple sections, and the chaotic flame flow swirled around the sword body, radiating a scorching temperature, and flew quickly, emptying the heat wave along the way, so that the surrounding guards all covered their faces with their hands.

Feng Yudu let out a violent scream, and a large piece of skin and flesh was instantly cut off from his right arm, the humerus was exposed, and it was scorched yellow, and there was not a trace of blood on the surface of the severed muscles, which were burned until they dried up and withered. However, at the cost of an arm, he avoided the fatal blow.

The flying sword returned to Zhao Feichen's palm and hovered, the flowing flames converged, and the light was much dimmed, and he could only barely maintain the illusory sword shape, obviously the "purple python" was very heavy when it was wound and pulled, and the sword tire was extremely damaged.

The beast god's black face was even darker, his eyes were wandering, and he glanced up at the neck of the guards guarding him beside him, as if he was thinking about whether to kill these people, and then quickly escaped, so as not to be held accountable by others later.

Shaking his head at him slightly, the animal god finally calmed down, secretly thinking that he had been fed a deadly elixir, and if he escaped, he would only die a more miserable death? So he sighed and hung his head to die, looking as miserable and miserable as he looked.

The white-clothed Fengbo snorted heavily, and with a wave of his hand, the sword fetus in Zhao Feichen's palm suddenly dispersed, and his whole person screamed, flying out upside down, and on the ground, he screamed heavily, and Feng Yudu rose and fell, as if they were accompanying each other.

Uncle Feng in black gathered his hands together and used his Taoist skills to treat Feng Yudu, who was even more miserable.

The two shouted one after another, as if they were accompaniing each other.

Uncle Feng's Dao technique in black was obviously incredibly powerful, and Feng Yudu, who was severely injured, actually quickly regained his senses, and the miserable howl gradually stopped, replaced by scolding.

He Qiao'er also relieved her breath at this time, seeing that Zhao Feichen seriously injured Feng Yudu with one blow, her pretty face showed a happy look of relief and hatred, and when she heard Feng Yudu scolding Zhao Feichen, she was immediately furious, and stepped forward to go back angrily.

She is the king of children who grew up in the mountains, and has always played with the bear children in the neighborhood, don't look at it as a handsome girl, in fact, she has sharp teeth, and she is fierce enough, and she is usually the only one who bullies others, and no one else bullies her. This scolding is like a river pouring into the water, the waves are turbulent, and each wave does not carry the same thing.

No matter how good Feng Yudu is, he is also a young master in the palace, he is used to being respectful, how can he ever be scolded by others?

He probably had never heard so many scolding words in his life, and he was scolded by He Qiaoer in three times and two times, and he shivered with his mouth open, his face turned from blue to purple, from purple to black, and he looked like a bird who was holding back his old blood in a roar, and he couldn't spit it out.

"Enough!" Uncle Feng in black saw He Qiaoer's scolding gradually pulling on Feng Yudu's relatives, and with a volley of his hand, He Qiaoer fainted.

At that moment, the palace guards choked and drew their knives and slashed at her neck.

"Stop!" The tube spied on the ground, half of his body was covered with boots and rock armor, and he stepped on a string of traps on the stone slabs on the road.

He seemed to have just come down from the battlefield, his armor was covered with many slash marks with knives and axes, and the blood was still dripping, and he didn't know whose it was, so he suddenly raised his hand and threw a rock spear, which hit the blade up and down, and the knife flew with the spear and rolled into the side garden.

The white-clothed Fengbo no longer had the kind smile on his face, and he spied into the pipe with a cold face: "The inner garden of the palace, if you have to invite you to enter, do you understand the rules of law enforcement?" ā€

Guan Zhongpee stopped abruptly beside He Qiao'er, bowed down and touched his neck, his expression was slightly relaxed, and he became cold and solemn when he heard the words: "I respect Uncle Feng's elders, and call my seniors, but just on the matter, how can someone who has bad rules care?" ā€

He pointed at He Qiao'er and continued in a cold voice: "According to Xia Lu, this woman has committed a crime and punished slaves, and her order has been fulfilled, and she has been counted as someone in my house, but she is not in charge of a certain person, so she can live here temporarily." No matter how big the rules of the palace are, can they be bigger than Xia Lu? You have punished my own people, and I have not been allowed to intervene? How can there be such a rule in the flood and wilderness, and now we have to ask for advice from our predecessors. ā€

The white-clothed Fengbo was so angry that his fat face was even more bulging, and he laughed angrily: "What a young junior with sharp teeth, I really can't deserve your senior." This female mountain and wild reckless woman made foul words, insulting my Fengling Palace, not killing is not enough to correct the name, not killing is not enough to establish authority! ā€

Uncle Feng in black also cured Feng Yudu at this time, got up and said: "Te a lot of nonsense, those who dare to insult my king will be killed, and those who dare to hinder will be killed." ā€

The white-clothed Fengbo shook his head slightly, raised his hand to stop him from continuing, and then rushed into the pipe and peeked: "I can let her go, not because I am afraid of you, a little earth immortal who has just started, but for Your Majesty, for Xia Ting, and for Guan Taishi to save face." You take her away immediately, and you won't be far away. ā€

Guan Zhong peeked into his fists and said, "Thank you seniors." ā€

Not only did he pick up the unconscious He Qiao'er, but he even grabbed Zhao Feichen in his hand.

Uncle Feng's complexion changed in unison, and they moved together in an instant, blocking the way in the tube with one left and one right. Uncle Feng snorted coldly: "Put it down!" ā€

Feng Bo sneered: "It's too much to deceive people in law enforcement!" Could it be that he has a father of the Six Emperors, he can despise me so much! ā€

Zhao Feichen, who was caught in the crook of his arm by the tube, was stunned when he heard it, and turned his head to look at it.

He now knows how awesome the six emperors of the Xia Ting are, and in ancient times, he was a cabinet member, equivalent to one of the prime ministers, with a scarlet robe and jade belt, which is unspeakably expensive! I really didn't see that this guy in the tube obviously had a village husband's face, and he was actually a terrific second generation, no wonder he wasn't scared at all before.

Guan Zhong smiled dryly: "I am me, my father is my father, the seniors think too much, no one dares to look down on the Wind King Mansion." ā€

When he said this, his hand didn't relax at all, and he tightened Zhao Feichen.

Zhao Feichen's heart is a little calm, this guy looks old-fashioned, but in fact he is flexible, fair and sleek, it should be hard and hard, it should be soft and soft, no matter how you look at it, it is a character, since the two met, it has always been quite reassuring.

Guan Zhongzhi said very slowly, Feng Bo finally listened patiently, shook his head slightly, and said: "Toast and don't eat and drink, don't blame me for bullying the small!" ā€

I didn't see him chanting a mantra, and his palms suddenly held out a round of "sun", which was dazzling and blinding!

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