Elder Feng's eyes were wide open, full of scarlet and fear, "No... This is impossible! Why do you have a clone? Why can you stop your Nascent Soul from self-destructing? You... What is your strength? What kind of skills did you learn?!"
Nangong Yu in front of him smiled faintly and said, "Hasn't your Feng family always hired someone to monitor me and investigate my movements and strength anytime and anywhere? Why haven't you figured out my strength yet?"
"You... Nangong Yu, have you been hiding your strength all this time?" Elder Feng's voice was hoarse and fearful, "You have been wary of the Feng family from the beginning to the end! Nangong Yu, how much do you know? You... what do you want to do?!"
"Haha, how many things do you know?" Nangong Yu chuckled, "I know everything I should and shouldn't know. And I knew it clearly a long time ago."
"As for what I want to do?" The smile on Nangong Yu's face suddenly faded, turning into a bone-chilling coldness. "Now I just want to kill all those who threaten her. I said, I wanted to let you jump around for a while. After all, it is not good for me to tear my face with the Feng family so early. But, who made you provoke someone you shouldn't provoke!"
"Now, all of you... just die!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the hand that was holding the Nascent Soul suddenly tightened. With a loud snap, the powerful Nascent Soul that was about to explode was crushed to pieces under the cover of a dark force.
"Ahhh! Nangong Yu, the higher-ups will definitely know what you did."
"Nangong Yu, you can't run away. The Feng family won't let you go, and the higher-ups won't let you go either!"
"Nangong Yu, you won't live long!!"
Nangong Yu, who had crushed his Nascent Soul, flashed and disappeared into the air, and his soul returned to his body.
Nangong Yu put away the Dragon Sealing Sword and slowly descended from the sky.
As soon as he landed, his face turned pale and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
“Master!” Qinglong, Wuyu Wugou and others rushed over anxiously and supported Nangong Yu. “Master, are you okay?”
Wu Yu was spinning around in a hurry, "Master, you used your soul clone twice in a row, and you got injured while trying to stop your Nascent Soul from self-destructing. Now there is no doctor here... What should I do? What should I do?"
Wuqiu was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He couldn't help but say, "Master, how could you create a clone at such an urgent moment and tear the space apart? If something unexpected happens, not only will our plan be ruined, but even your life may be in jeopardy..."
Nangong Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and nonchalantly took out a Bodhi fruit and a lotus peach from his storage ring. His voice was cold and indifferent, "When is it your turn to comment on my decision?"
"I dare not!"
Nangong Yu swallowed both the Bodhi Fruit and the Lotus-patterned Peach. The burning pain in his body immediately eased a lot, and his exhausted spiritual power was completely replenished.
Seeing that his complexion looked much better, Qinglong wiped the sweat from his face and secretly decided in his heart that he would give Wuxin, the useless guy, a good scolding when he got back.
How did he protect the princess when asked to do so? Every time, the master had to rush to the rescue, and almost all of the master's plans failed. Fortunately, this time, it was safe, but what about the next time? (To be continued)