Six Lingzun masters holding big knives surrounded Liu Yihan and several people, their faces were full of cruelty, and then a suffocating coercion came to the surface in an instant, and even the passers-by who were watching the excitement on the side vomited blood and fell to the ground, and none of them were spared.

In this battle, if it had been someone else, maybe they would have been scared and surrendered, but unfortunately they met Liu Yihan.

Liu Yihan smiled enchantingly, the ice scales choked Nie Feng's big palm and tightened a point, Nie Feng's face turned a little whiter when he couldn't breathe, and the six Spirit Venerables all turned pale, revealing a trace of vigilance, and they no longer dared to act rashly.

Feeling the approach of death, Nie Feng died, and in his heart he scolded the eighteen generations of the ancestors of these six fools, but what was more sad and angry in his heart was the ups and downs of his freedom.

You must know that since Nie Feng was injured, Nie Anguo has not let him out. At this time, he finally took a break to sneak out of the house, but before he escaped to the Drunken Immortal Building to take a look at the autumn leaves, he encountered these killing gods.

However, it was not only this that made Nie Feng sad and angry, but what made him even more depressed was the few followers that his father had arranged for him.

Although at the beginning, it was very rude for this cold man to catch himself, and even a little rude, but he didn't hold his own life, so these six fools pulled out the knife before they came up and saw the situation clearly, and thought about it with an evil face, as if they were afraid that my master would not be killed.

"Get your people out of the way!" Just when Nie Feng lamented that his fate was in trouble, the hand holding his neck was loosened, and a large area of fresh air immediately swarmed in, and Nie Feng suddenly felt much better.

"If you don't retreat, do you want to wait for me to die?" Nie Feng's eyes widened angrily, and he roared loudly, thinking even more about how to go back and sue the black.

The six Spirit Venerable masters heard Nie Feng's unceremonious roar, and a burst of warm anger appeared on their faces, Finally, you look at me, I look at you, and they tacitly moved back a few steps, but they didn't mean to put the knife away at all.

Nie Feng saw a tightness in his chest, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he said coldly, "Why, you don't even listen to the master's words?" Don't forget my father's command, if anything happens to me, not only you, but also your family will be buried with me. ”

When the six Spirit Venerables heard this, they became even more angry.

Although I really hoped that this scum would be strangled to death, at this time, I no longer dared to have any disobedience, so I hurriedly put away my weapon and stood aside respectfully, but the frost under my eyes was definitely enough to freeze people to death.

Among the six of them, one of them was a close confidant that Nie Anguo had planted in them, although he didn't know who it was, but Nie Anguo had already told them plainly that that person would not only be responsible for taking care of the old-perverted son with them, but also responsible for supervising the other five.

If they are found to be rebellious, they will be executed immediately, along with their families.

Therefore, when Nie Feng was arrested just now, they immediately drew out their big knives and turned evil faces at each other, firstly, they were pretending to show their sincerity, and secondly, they also wanted to try who was the spy arranged by Nie Anguo, of course, the purpose was to provoke the ruthless young man who held him hostage, so that he could borrow a knife to kill people.

It's just a pity that the person seems to be aware of this, and in the face of this situation, he will ignore Nie Feng's life and death, and act exactly like them, as if they had discussed it before, no matter how he observed, he didn't find the slightest clue.