"Brother...brother!" Feng Yong was a girl after all. In such a situation, when she suddenly saw her relative Feng Lang, her weakness and grievances immediately took over. She cried out and couldn't help but burst into tears.
When Feng Yong cried, Feng Lang felt even more heartbroken. The tiger roared, jumped up and flew towards the high platform. The six fourth-level monks who had been keeping a close eye on Feng Lang rushed up at the same time and pressed towards Feng Lang in a double-team, trying to prevent him from approaching the high platform.
His biological sister was right in front of him. Feng Lang, who was enraged, also took the risk. When he saw six fourth-level monks surrounding him, he gritted his steel teeth and quickly spun his body like a mandir, not sparing the soul in his body. Power, 120% of the spiritual power spread out like water as if it was free of charge. At this time, Feng Lang was willing to do whatever it took. The power of this move was more than twice as powerful as before entering the restricted area.
The hearts of the six fourth-level monks were all beating wildly. No one dared to confront Feng Lang, and they all pulled away and retreated.
As soon as he got rid of the six fourth-level monks, Feng Lang's figure suddenly accelerated and flew towards the high platform like a bolt of lightning. Just as Feng Lang was about to step onto the high platform and embrace Feng Yong, a sinister but overbearing and cold force suddenly arrived from his side. [
This force was extraordinary and definitely not from the hands of ordinary people. Fenglang's heart tightened, and a dangerous omen quickly emerged in his mind.
"Brother, be careful!" Feng Yong couldn't help but exclaimed at this time.
Feng Lang gritted his teeth and had to temporarily withdraw to avoid this secret attack. When Feng Lang saved the day, Wen Xingfan's figure had already landed on the high platform, right between Feng Lang and Feng Yong.
"Wen Xingfan!? I'll kill you!" As soon as he saw Wen Xingfan, Feng Lang immediately felt an uncontrollable anger. The palms were swung as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten palm energies were condensed into a 'spiritual blue dragon'. The dragon's head roared towards Wen Xingfan's chest.
Wen Xingfan was also at the fifth level, on par with Feng Lang. Although he could take Feng Lang's full blow, there was more than a 90% chance that he would be injured. However, Wen Xingfan had already made a plan. When he saw the 'Spiritual Blue Dragon' roaring towards him, he suddenly dodged into the diagonal stab, and the figure hid behind Feng Yong like a ghost. This tyrannical and terrifying spiritual power immediately headed towards Feng Yong.
"Damn it!" Seeing this scene, Feng Lang roared with hatred, and hurriedly tried his best to bear the danger of spiritual power backlash, and led the 'Spiritual Power Canglong' to an empty place aside, and then did not let it go Feng Yong fell into disgrace and died.
"Hehe..." Looking at Fenglang who was vomiting blood due to the backlash of his spiritual power, Wen Xingfan chuckled and asked, "How about Feng? Does it taste good?"
"Wen Xingfan, you are not a man!" Wen Xingfan's shamelessness made Feng Lang gnash his teeth angrily, and his eyes almost exploded, but he just couldn't think of a way to deal with it.
When Wen Xingfan heard Feng Lang's scolding, he snorted coldly and said, "I'm not a man, but are you? You can't even protect your own sister. I guess you can't be considered a man, right?"
"You..." Wen Xingfan's words hit Feng Lang's heart. Feng Lang's face changed color several times, and finally turned into an ashen color.
"What do you want?" It is no exaggeration to say that the hatred and anger lingering in Feng Lang's heart at this moment are almost beyond the limit of what a person can bear.