On the Angry Scales, some powerful martial artists stood up one after another, and the number of them in the Yuan Hai Realm exceeded thirty.

The clothes on these people are different, they belong to different forces, there are people from the Holy Land Gate, disciples of the sect, scattered cultivators, Xi clan, and two masters of the Desolate Clan who control beasts.

And at this moment, their aura is connected together, their momentum is like a rainbow, and they are not lost to the two masters of the Nangong family.

Luo Feng glanced at everyone in some surprise, and found Uncle Lu in the crowd, and said with some surprise:

"You ......"

A middle-aged swordsman with a layer of purple qi on his face and the middle realm of the Yuanhai Realm interrupted Luo Feng with a smile.

"Luo Feng, you risked your life to kill the Black Water Madness and save us. If we don't stand up now that you are being oppressed by them, then what kind of martial arts and what kind of Tao do we practice!"

"Yes, although our strength is not as good as yours, we should be able to contain one person if we work together. You don't have to worry about it, and we'll take care of this old thing. ”

"Haha...... I saw itchy hands just now, just in time for a fight!"

Hearing everyone's words, Luo Feng's heart was hot and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. The poisonous gas in his body, although it has not been completely refined, has also been refined, and it will not have much impact on his strength, if he bursts out with all his strength, he is seventy percent sure that he can kill these two masters of the Nangong family, and these people stand up, but it makes him a little dilemma.

Of course, it was naturally impossible for him to say these words.

The old man looked at the people who stood up, his face turned blue with anger, he pointed at the people who stood up, and said coldly: "You want to go against our Nangong family! Very good, all of you will die today!"

As he spoke, the white flames on the old man's body burned more and more, and a bone-chilling chill swept away, making the wind and snow in the entire space suddenly become violent.

A crisp voice sounded, and a female disciple of the inner sect of the Xiaoyao Sect stepped out, looked at the old man, and said without humility or arrogance:

"What a big breath, could it be that the Nangong family and the Beihai Ice Palace got married, and when they got the Holy Soul, they thought they were invincible in the world. The tree is a big wind, you make enemies everywhere like this, I think the Nangong family is not far from the disaster of annihilation. ”

"Little girl, there's no place for you to talk here!"

The old man's face was gloomy, the sword in his hand shook, and a chilling sword several feet long burst out, and he was about to make a move, but was stopped by the fat middle-aged man next to him.

"Rest easy. ”

The fat middle-aged man said a word, squeezed out a smile on his face, and said: "Everyone, my friend is not very good at talking, if his words just now caused you any misunderstanding, I apologize to you on his behalf." ”

The young female swordsman beside Xu Jianlie snorted coldly: "Nangong Miao, what the hell are you doing?" ”

The fat middle-aged smile remained unchanged, and said: "The eighth day of the seventh month is the day when our young lord Nangong Kuo and the second princess of the Beihai Ice Palace, Bing Ruolan, will marry, and I hope you can come to participate at that time." Okay, now that the Blackwater Madness is dead, we won't bother you anymore and take our leave. ”

"Nangong Miao, you ......"

Hearing that the fat middle-aged man was leaving, the old man's face changed slightly.

"Let's go. ”

The obese middle-aged man glanced at the old man and said, "Don't forget, the purpose of our trip. Now is not the time for something to happen. ”

After speaking, the fat middle-aged man glanced at Luo Feng, turned around and flew away into the distance.

The old man was unwilling, but he was alone, and he was not confident that he was the opponent of Luo Feng and others, so he gritted his teeth fiercely and said angrily to Luo Feng: "Boy, I remember you." Don't let me see you in the waters of the North Sea, or I want you dead!"

"I'm afraid you don't have that chance. Luo Feng said lightly.

"Humph!"

The old man snorted coldly, his eyes opened and closed, and the essence of light spread like sword qi, and finally turned into a dull cold snort, turned around and flew out.

Watching the two leave, Luo Feng hesitated slightly, and finally put his sword into the sheath and did not pursue.

As a last resort, he didn't want to expose all his hole cards, and it was also very troublesome to protect Xu Jianlie and others in front of the two.

The most important thing is that killing the people of the Nangong family now will only make things more complicated, and before the eighth day of the seventh month, Luo Feng wants to avoid this as much as possible......

Everyone didn't know that in this short moment, so many thoughts flashed in Luo Feng's heart, and when they saw the two masters of the Nangong family retreating, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

In the final analysis, they will stand up, all with their enthusiasm, and they don't think that they can match the powerhouses of the Distraction Realm, and once they do it, they don't know how many people will be killed or injured.

"Luo Feng, I rarely admire people in my purple heart swordsman in my life, you are one!" The middle-aged swordsman with a layer of purple gas on his face looked at Luo Feng and said.

Suddenly, everyone's attention was attracted to Luo Feng, all the high-rollers from all sides reported their homes, Luo Feng's strength is obvious to all, it is a very glorious thing to be able to make friends with such a master, not to mention that Luo Feng also saved them.

Luo Feng responded with a smile.

One of them suddenly said, "Wouldn't this be too risky?" Those two masters of the Nangong family have some status in the Nangong family, especially that Nangong Miao, who is also the son of an elder of the Nangong family. ”

"When the judgment is constantly in turmoil, if I step back, they will go a step forward. Luo Feng didn't care.

"That's a good point. ”

Xu Jianlie walked over, rested for a moment, his face recovered a lot, and said to Luo Feng:

"Luo Feng, you don't have to worry, from today on, you will be a distinguished guest of our Bifeng family, if the people of the Nangong family make trouble for you, you can come to the Bifeng family at any time, even if their Nangong family and Beihai Ice Palace marry, our Bifeng family is not afraid of them. ”

"Don't worry, they won't marry......" Luo Feng said.

"What?" Xu Jianlie was stunned.

"Nothing. Luo Feng knew that he was speechless and shook his head.

"Luo Feng, thank you this time, such a great kindness, I Xu Jin'er will remember it in my heart. The young female swordsman saluted Luo Feng seriously, and the other party not only saved her father, but also shook back the two masters of the Nangong family, allowing the Angry Scale to survive.

Luo Feng smiled, "It's nothing. ”

Xu Jin'er glanced at Luo Feng, her bright eyes flashed with brilliance, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she really couldn't believe that the person who killed the Black Water Madness Jiao and shook back the two masters of the Nangong Family's Distraction Realm would actually be a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young swordsman, this kind of qualification, even if it is placed in the waters of the North Sea, it is also the top.

"How are your injuries, I'll help you see how you know. Xu Jin'er settled down and spoke.

"I wasn't hurt. Luo Feng shook his head.

Xu Jin'er frowned slightly, "But you...... The Black Water Madness Jiao has the bloodline of the ancient dragon, its demonic aura is not trivial, once it invades the tendons, it will corrode the true essence of the martial artist, and if it drags on for too long, it will even damage the tendons and veins, causing irreparable consequences. To be on the safe side, it's best to be cautious. ”

She didn't want to hit Luo Feng's self-esteem, so she didn't mention that Luo Feng was hit by the demon qi just now, seriously, she thought that after taking that blow, Luo Feng must have been affected by the demon qi.

Looking at Xu Jin'er's insistent eyes, Luo Feng knew that he couldn't convince the other party, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Then you can help me take a look." ”

Xu Jin'er breathed a sigh of relief, and held Luo Feng's palm with her bare hands, and in the palm, a trace of cyan silk thread filled the palm, wrapping around Luo Feng's palm.

Hey!

The next moment, Xu Jin'er's brows suddenly widened.

Seeing her expression, Xu Jianlie thought that there was some accident, and hurriedly said, "Jin'er, how is Luo Feng, how is he?"

Xu Jin'er's eyes revealed suspicion, glanced at Luo Feng, closed her eyes again, and this time it took four or five breaths before she opened her eyes.

"How's it going?" Xu Jianlie asked again.

"It's no big deal. ’

Xu Jin'er let go of her palm, and her pretty face had a faint crimson.

Luo Feng is indeed fine, if there is anything, it is that the state is too good, not to mention poisoning, the condition in Luo Feng's body is not like he has just experienced a battle of life and death, the true yuan is strong, full of vitality, and it can't be better.

Xu Jin'er has always been very confident in her medical skills and eyesight, and this is the first time she has felt so confused.

Luo Feng smiled.

Of course he was fine, just now he had forced the last demonic qi in his body into the Mixed Cave Dragon Yuan and completely refined it.

Looking at Xu Jianlie, Luo Feng said, "Ship Master Xu, I have a reluctant request. ”

When Xu Jianlie heard that Luo Feng was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What's the matter?"

"This black water mad Jiao is of great use to me, I hope it can be handed over to me, and as compensation, I can pay a certain amount of Yuan Shi to your Bifeng family. ”

Hearing this, Xu Jianlie laughed: "Brother Luo Feng, what are you talking about." This black water mad Jiao was originally killed by you, of course it belongs to you, you saved me, and you also saved the Angry Scales, and saved the reputation of our Bifeng family, it is right for us to compensate you. ”

"Then you're welcome. There is one more thing, I need to stay here for half a day and use the Black Water Madness Jiao to cultivate, and I can't be disturbed by anyone during this period. ”

Luo Feng asked the blood lotus, to use the blood refining technique to refine the essence blood of the Black Water Madness, it would take at least half a day.

"It's easy to do, and I just need to heal. We'll stay here for half a day, and I'll let Jin'er arrange someone to protect the Dharma for you, and don't let anyone approach within twenty miles!" Xu Jianlie said heartily.

"Good. That's tired. ”

With Xu Jianlie's arrangement, Luo Feng didn't have to worry anymore, his figure showed and appeared on the huge iceberg frozen with the black water madness.

"Let's go back to the boat, Jin'er, you can arrange for someone to cordon off a radius of twenty miles, and no one will be allowed to approach. ”

"Yes. ”

Xu Jianlie led everyone to make various arrangements while heading towards the Angry Scales.

When Luo Feng was about to refine the Black Water Madness, hundreds of miles away from the Angry Scales, the departing fat middle-aged man and the old man flew side by side.

"Damn!"

The old man's face was pale, thinking of everything that had just happened, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and drew his sword and swung it.

Phew!

Between heaven and earth, the cold air was pervasive, and a half-moon-shaped sword qi more than a hundred meters long flashed in the void, cutting a huge slash mark on the surface of the sea.

"Nangong Miao, if you join forces with me, you can definitely kill those people, why let them go?"

The old man looked at the fat middle-aged man and asked.

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