"You evil people can't die. There are countless strong people in our Feng family. There must be someone who can teach you a painful lesson." Another girl from the Feng family scolded angrily.
This girl is Feng Qingyu's younger sister, and is also the daughter of the third line of the Feng family. She is called Feng Qinglan, and she looks like fourteen or five years old, with a delicate and elegant appearance.
Last night, she had just returned from the academy, and before she got off the incense cart, she was captured by two monks from Senluo Hall and brought here.
"Your Feng family can only dominate in Nantai Mansion. In front of our Senluo Seventh Hall, it's just a pile of waste." A disciple of the evil sect smiled disdainfully.
Suddenly, a thunder came from above the Jin River, and a middle-aged man in his fifties stepped on the water. He had a sense of vicissitudes of life, and his face was full of melancholy. His eyes were definitely not fifty. Older people can have it.
The disciples of Sen Luo's seventh hall were all alarmed by the aura on his body, and they all stared at him in unison.
"It's the eighth elder, we are saved." Several daughters of the Feng family were so excited that they burst into tears, and finally saw hope. The eighth elder's cultivation base is terribly high. He has been cultivating for hundreds of years. high status.
Feng Qingyu lay on the ground, raised his head slightly, and said, "Our Feng family's ultimate powerhouse has arrived, you evil people in Senluo Temple are doomed."
Xue Yi smiled mockingly, and sadly rushed out of the two war spirits of alien beasts, carrying a black spear, flying into the air, and said with a wicked awe, "Who is coming?"
The middle-aged man who was walking on the waves suddenly stopped, stood on the water, and said with a faint smile: "The eighth elder of the Feng family, Feng Weiting."
"The elders of the Feng family are just paper tigers, they can only be run in the nest. Our boss Sen Lin killed all the sixth elders of the Feng family, chopped off their heads and fed them to the dogs. This eighth elder will let me come. Deal with him." A skinny monkey-like disciple of the evil sect flew down from the Tianmen, his body flew over the water like a shuttle, and killed towards Feng Weiting.
Feng Weiting stood on the water, and the soles of his feet lightly stepped on the water waves, and a ripple oscillated out.
"puff!"
The legs of the disciple of the seventh temple of Sen Luo were broken by an invisible air wave, a blood mist burst open on his lower body, and the upper half of his body sank directly to the bottom of the lake.
"You people in the seventh hall of Senluo Temple are really bullying. Do you really think my Feng family is so easy to bully?" The eighth elder Feng Weiting tapped his fingers in the air, and suddenly twelve auras came out from the air. His fingertips flew out and swayed from the lake, shattering the warships of the evil sect.
Xue Yi grinned and released a palm with both hands at the same time. Two turbulent war spirits of alien beasts flew out from the palms. All shattered.
Two alien beast war spirits surged on the lake, bringing up two turbulent white waves.
The face of the eighth elder became very solemn. These disciples of the evil sect were indeed powerful, but in their twenties, they were already comparable to his hundred years of cultivation.
The eighth elder sank his legs, stood on a horse stance, pointed out a finger, and formed a wind on his fingertips, the unique skill of the Feng family, "Great Wind".
A gust of wind swept across the water, blowing the swift Jin River to its end.
"boom!"
The two alien beast war spirits flew back upside down by the impact, and the eighth elder also took seven steps back, the blood in his body was churning, and the bones above his fingers were cracked with pain.
Sen Lin smiled and said, "Xue Yi, your cultivation is going backwards. You can't even handle this kind of role. Do you want me to help you?"
Xue Yi snorted coldly and smiled sarcastically: "No matter how he is said, he is still the senior of the Feng family. If I beat him down with one move, it would be too disrespectful to him."
"boom!"
Xue Yi's face sank, and he took the black spear and killed it directly. The fighting spirit on his body was surging, and the black spear pierced out like a dragon, and instantly appeared in the position of the eighth elder's chest.
The eighth elder's face changed suddenly, how could his speed be so fast, and once again hit a "Gale Force", but it was easily broken, and a blood hole was pierced by the black spear in the chest.
"puff!"
The eighth elder spat out a mouthful of blood, his body was invaded by a gray evil energy, and he couldn't move his body.
"Bang!"
Xue Yi grinned, grabbed the head of the eighth elder directly, and threw him out, and directly fell into the warship in a miserable state.
He flew back to the warship from above the Jin River, and stepped on the back of the eighth elder. The eighth elder felt an extraordinarily humiliated heart, and was beaten by a junior and was stepped on by him.
He wanted to struggle to get up, but Xue Yi stomped on his body again, his back was full of blood.
"This is the ultimate powerhouse of your Feng family. It's really vulnerable." Xue Yi said with a grin, glancing at the few daughters of the Feng family.
Feng Qingyu, Feng Qinglan, and several other girls from the Feng family were all crying in despair, bowing their heads, not daring to look at the naked eyes of the disciples of the Senluo Temple. Even a big man like the eighth elder was defeated by these demons. In their hands, who else can be their opponent.
For the daughters of the Feng family, the eighth elder is already a godlike figure. Even his father and grandfather must respect him, but the eighth elder was trampled by an evil person. Under their feet, the worldview in their hearts collapsed instantly.
"Haha, little girl, I've already said that the strong Feng family, in front of our Senluo seventh hall, is a group of turkeys." Sen Lin squatted down and caught Feng Qingyu, white and tender and delicate. Her face, she kneaded so stubbornly that she cried in pain. The more this happened, the more excited Sen Lin said, "Today, I will change you from a girl to a woman in front of your eighth elder."
All the disciples of Sen Luo Temple laughed, and the remaining disciples of the Seventh Temple of Sen Luo cast their eyes on the other girls, showing lewd smiles, and they were all about to move.
The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit. A family that cultivates immortals is not strong enough and is destined to be bullied, the wealth of the family will be robbed, and the children of the family will become slaves to the humble...
These are all living laws of the jungle. Only when you become strong can you not be bullied and bully others.
Stab it!
The sound of the clothes being torn apart, and the crying, screaming, and helpless voices of the girls from the Feng family mixed together to form a sad song.
They were originally young ladies, pampered and pampered, but now they have become tools for others to vent their desires.
"You bastards..." The eighth elder was extremely angry, and slammed his palm on the battleship again, trying to struggle to get up, but was trampled by Xue Yi again, and he vomited blood.
The eighth elder let out an unwilling cry, his eyes were tightly closed, and he didn't want to see this scene, but he was disguised by the two disciples of Sen Luo Temple to open his eyes, so he had to watch it.
Xue Yi said with a smile: "Today, I will let you take a good look at how the girls of the Feng family are tortured by our disciples in the seventh hall of the Senluo Temple. They will definitely be very happy, and the picture must be quite ecstasy."
The eighth elder's hands were tightly clasped behind his back, unable to move, his whole body was trembling, his eyes were disguised, and the girl staring at Feng's family had her clothes torn to pieces, and she was running away, but she couldn't escape. The petite and delicate body was held down by several big men, and pressed to the ground...
"Cough cough!" A coughing voice came from outside Tianmen.
This was a sickly voice, although it was very low, but it reached the ears of all the disciples of the Seventh Hall of Sen Luo Hall.
A young man in commoner clothes and a bucket hat walked slowly from the shore. His feet were covered with spiritual patterns, suspended on the water, and he held a wooden stick in his hand. Every few steps, he would bend over and cough a few times.
His face was terrifyingly pale, and at first glance he knew that he was terminally ill.
"Where did the sick seedlings come from, why don't you get out of here, is this where you should come?"
The disciples of the seventh hall of the Senluo Temple are on the rise. They have already stripped the two girls to their underwear, but they have to stop temporarily. It is natural to play with women, but the premise is to ensure the safety of Tianmen. Can't come out.
Although the disciples of these evil sects are rampant and evil, they are all cautious and unwilling to be careless.
The boy who was coughing constantly walked into the Tianmen step by step, stood under the ten-zhang-high copper door, stared at the scene in front of him, and suddenly stopped.
He leaned tiredly against the copper door, slightly raised the hat on his head, revealing a half-morbid face, and said, "As expected, they are from the seventh hall of Senluo Hall, let them all go! I can spare you all. A life."
The voice is quite hoarse!
The disciples of the seventh hall of the Senluo Temple were all stunned for a moment, and then they laughed wildly. One of the big men, who was eight feet tall, said: "This kid is really sick, and he started talking nonsense."
This big man, eight feet tall, carried a 10,000-pound mace, walked towards the sick boy, and slammed the mace down, and a green light burst out on the mace.
"boom!"
The 10,000-pound mace was directly broken into two pieces.
The eight-foot-tall man also broke his body into two pieces and flew out directly. The two corpses were separated by more than ten feet, and the fracture was still bleeding.
All the disciples in the seventh hall of the Senluo Hall were shocked, and they all sacrificed their soldiers and surrounded them.
Sen Lin stood at the forefront and said, "It seems that the real powerhouse of the Feng family has arrived."
"Wrong, I'm not from the Feng family." The sick boy slowly took off the hat on his head, revealing his handsome but pale face, and said, "I was already expelled from the Feng family."
Seeing the appearance of the young man in front of him, Sen Lin instinctively retreated three feet away, with fear on his face, and cried out, "The son of the demon is here."