While speaking, Qingfeng Dao Chang looked at Wu Feng with a look that made Wu Feng look particularly heartbroken, this kind of look was exactly the same as Master's, as soon as he saw this look, Wu Feng's heart was completely broken, at this moment, Wu Feng really didn't know if he was in an illusion or if it was indeed a real scene.

Is the person in front of him really his master? Why is he saying exactly the same as the real thing? What did you just do? Slashed his own master with his own sword? If this is the case, what face do you have to live in this world, this is to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, and he really staged this tragedy just now.

The Qingfeng Dao Leader seemed to see that Wu Feng's eyes changed from cold to soft, and then tangled, and then to an indescribable sadness, he suddenly stretched out a hand, stretched out to Wu Feng, and muttered in his mouth: "Feng'er...... Wind ...... Even if you kill the teacher, the teacher will not blame you...... This qiē is all fate, and the teacher can't escape...... After you die as a teacher, you have to live well......"

"Master......" Wu Feng finally couldn't bear it, although he didn't want to admit that the person in front of him was his master, but Wu Feng couldn't reject what he saw in front of him, he finally stretched out his hand and shook it with the hand of Qingfeng Dao Chang, this hand is warm and kind, it is so familiar, it is this hand, he has held himself countless times, giving himself too much hope, and today, he killed his favorite person with his own hands, what face does he have to live in this world?

Immediately, Wu Feng's heart was wrapped in a desperate and sad feeling, at this moment, Wu Feng hated to kill himself with his own hands, that kind of indescribable guilt and guilt, so that he couldn't breathe from being sad, once again, Wu Feng lifted the Seven Star Longyuan Sword in his hand, and he was about to put it on his neck.

But in the hazy eyes of tears, Wu Feng looked at his master again, just now he said that he wanted to let himself live well, at this moment he put the sword on his neck, not only did he not stop it, there was a trace of a smile on his face that was not easy to understand, although the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he was still discovered by Wu Feng, it was this sinister smile that made Wu Feng sober up in an instant.

No, I almost got hit again, this person is not my master!

When Wu Feng understood, his eyes immediately became fierce again, and the eyes of the Qingfeng Dao Leader also became fierce again, and before Wu Feng could react, he suddenly withdrew his hand, took out a dagger from his waist, and stabbed it towards Wu Feng's chest.

Wu Feng's body flashed slightly, and he pinched the man's hand, it was under this pinch, Wu Feng was even more convinced, this person is definitely not his master, this person's hands and feet are weak, and the master's cultivation is much higher than him, Wu Feng no longer has a moment of hesitation, his fingers are slightly forced, and he crushed the man's wrist, and said sharply: "Who are you?!" ”

The man let out a miserable howl and said in great pain, "I am your master!" I'm your master......"

"Master? That's sorry, you go first! As he spoke, Wu Feng's palm moved down to the man's chest, and he slapped it with a move of the feminine palm, and the man's chest suddenly collapsed into a large piece, the ribs were broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, killing him instantly.