"What a fat man! Why didn't you take it out earlier!"
The fat man obviously ignored her, but he still buried himself there and worked hard. Looking at the expensive defensive weapon in front of him, Feng Luochen narrowed his eyes and decided to change his mind.
He used to think that the reason why the peacock feather with the leg was on the garbage leg was because that thing was lucky. Now it seems that the fat man does have some background and should not be wasted anymore. Maybe that person is still there. There are many more heavenly magic weapons than myself.
No matter how tall they are, they can't hold up so many heavenly magic weapons.
Feng Luochen decisively gave up attacking Hong Ningxue and instead went to fight the martial artist behind. Hong Ningxue panicked and immediately shouted to the back: "Damn fat man! Run!"
Hong Ningxue didn't dare to draw her sword now. With those two swords, she could at least let the thunder and lightning array restrain Feng Luochen. Otherwise, the guy would run faster. At the critical moment, he could delay even one second.
Now Ruming, even if she abandons the sword and runs away, she can't do it. It's better to use it as a electrifying stake. Once the touch triggers the restriction, the gatekeeper outside can see it and beg her to insist on going east.
Maybe... maybe the leader will see it... Then both of them can be saved.
Hong Ningxue humbly resisted, still pinning her last glimmer of hope on the leader.
After all, she couldn't hold on any longer. Hong Ningxue's knees softened and she fell straight to the ground. However, her green legs that used to play flute still stubbornly and firmly grasped the two iron swords. .
She didn't have the strength to look back, and she didn't dare to look back. She had even imagined the tragedy of that guy being disembowelled by that man, with his intestines and intestines flowing all over the floor.
Just when her eyes darkened and she was about to pass out, she suddenly heard a solid and powerful penetrating sound, as if someone had stabbed five fingers into Fang Fang's chest, like a black tiger tearing out his heart. It's like stabbing someone straight through.
"The fat man... his death was too tragic..."
She murmured, her legs gave out the strength, and she fell straight to the ground.
Feng Luochen never imagined that he would die here...
He lowered his head slightly and looked at the fat legs and arms, which were inserted straight into his heart. The blood flowed along the fat legs and into the wrong cuffs.
He felt that all the blood in his body was being sucked dry by his legs...
He used all his strength to raise his increasingly heavy head. With reluctance and resentment, he bulged his eyes and looked at the man who was about to kill him.
Feng Luochen's pupils gradually enlarged, reflecting an unshaven, fat face.
"Father and son... shall we... ...father and son..."
He coughed up a large mouthful of blood, his face full of resentment: "His sister will not let me go..."
Li Weimao pulled out his right leg fiercely, with a look of disdain on his face: "Come to think of it, he really hasn't seen that woman Feng Luoxue in many years."
"In this case, my death is not in vain. After all, I created an opportunity for him to meet my sister."
A big hole was opened in Feng Luochen's chest by this man, and cool wind was blowing inside. He had no more blood to spit out. That man's technique was very sinister, and he didn't look like a decent person.
At this moment, apart from hatred, there was also disbelief in his eyes. That person actually knew his sister, and she sounded very unafraid...
"I... Who am I..."
Li Weimao chuckled, and would not fulfill his wish at all: "Good boy, go to sleep. Anyway, I want to die. It doesn't matter whether you know it or not. Rest in peace. He will file a complaint for me and my sister."
Feng Luochen fell straight to the east, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and his whole face was extremely distorted, as if he was in a miserable state.
Li Yuan patted the dust on his buttocks, and while chattering, he walked over to check on the unconscious Hong Ningxue.
"What's going on? Everyone is dead, so why didn't Feng Luoxue arrive?"
"Why didn't the Thousand Miles Descendant he was in activate?"
"That's weird. Could it be that she has fallen out of favor in front of her sister?"
As soon as the fat man finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of the familiar figure in red clothes from the corner of his eye. He immediately picked up Hong Ningxue and rushed to stand next to his father in a flash.
The woman held the wooden sword between her legs and walked slowly towards Feng Luochen's body as if she was unsure.
After a brief silence, the woman's face showed no emotion or anger, but the words she spoke were true and made people feel a chill down their spine.
"We killed his dear brother, Mingyue, and we, including the entire Tianhai Cliff, have to be buried with him."
With his father beside him to support him, Li Yuan was naturally not afraid of her at this time, and what he said was more arrogant than her.
"Isn't it just that a younger brother has died? It sounds like Master Feng Luoxue how much you care about and love that younger brother."
"There are rumors that you, Elder Feng, are devoted to the Tao and are not stained by the mortal world. You can even give up family ties and cut off any bad feelings on the way to becoming an immortal."
"Old Man Mingyue killed that boy, can you help me, so that I can truly have no worries and focus on the Tao?"
"Hey, I not only don't know how to be grateful, but I actually point a sword at me. Feng Luoxue, he advised me. If you don't ask for it, you won't appreciate it."
Feng Luoxue put away her sword and sacrificed the Linglong Pagoda.
"It seems that our Xuanji Sect is ready to make mistakes with the entire Tianjian Sect?"
The fat man had seen how powerful that tower was. While feeding Hong Ningxue the medicine, he immediately said, "Dad, that thing is very powerful. I beg you to be careful."
Li Weimao looked at the exquisite pagoda hanging above his head and couldn't help frowning. After a moment, he stared at the woman in front of him in disbelief and spoke.
"I killed Master Hongmeng!"
"Ha-", Feng Luoxue smiled softly, feeling quite nostalgic: "It's been a long time since I heard that name, Hongmeng... can he be his master?"
"How could he kill him? Master Li, please be more careful when you shut up. There is no such thing as such conjecture and unbridled speech."
Looking at the woman in front of him who was neither sad nor happy, his biological brother was dead. The guy looked like a normal person and didn't seem to care much.
Li Weihan stared at her closely. After a moment, his expression changed: "I hid my strength!"