The floating willow leaves suddenly stopped and stayed still in mid-air. Liu Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold.
Liang Yuanhong snorted coldly and transferred the soul to his hands. With a flash of red light, the soul swept out with his hands. Although he did not use his full strength, the momentum was strong enough.
The red light of the first-level soul attacked Liu Feng head-on. At this time, Liu Feng swept his hands, and all the willow leaves flew towards Liang Yuanhong at the speed of lightning.
"What?" Liang Yuanhong exclaimed, and it was too late to dodge. His soul had already attacked, and his defense was extremely weak at this moment. When he reacted, many willow leaves had already hit various parts of his body.
Liu Feng on the other side was also knocked several feet away after being attacked by the soul. Liu Feng's heart skipped a beat and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Father, Liu Feng, you don't have to fight, okay!" Liang Qianxun shouted again.
Liang Yuanhong stared at Liu Feng quietly. He was also injured at the moment. His cultivation was more than one level higher than Liu Feng. If it were to be known that a junior soul master was injured by a junior spirit master, how could he save his face? No, I must kill Liu Feng! While thinking, Liang Yuanhong used the red soul again.
The red soul flowed in his hands like a fire dragon. Facing the soul's attack, Liu Feng was naturally helpless. After all, he was only a first-level spiritualist and the strength gap was huge.
"Damn it, for Liang Qianxun's sake, I won't bother with you today, but I will definitely settle the score with you in the future!" Liu Feng suddenly jumped into the river. The river was quite deep, and Liu Feng's figure disappeared as soon as he entered the water.
No matter that Liang Yuanhong's cultivation was several levels higher than Liu Feng's, he would not dare to risk jumping into the water to find Liu Feng. After all, Liu Feng's flying knife was also very threatening.
"Let's go, daughter. This Liu Feng is not a good guy!" Liang Yuanhong said, pulling Liang Qianxun.
"You are not a good person! I won't leave!" Liang Qianxun stomped her feet.
"Tell your father what's wrong with him!"
"What's wrong with him?" Liang Qianxun stared at Liang Yuanhong.
At this time, Liu Feng, who was in the river, could have thrown a flying knife at Liang Yuanhong in secret, but he did not do so. For some reason, he just couldn't bring himself to do it to Liang Yuanhong.
He swam downstream and found a secluded place to go ashore.
"Liang Yuanhong, for Liang Qianxun's sake, I'll let you go this time. Next time I meet you, I'll make sure you're in trouble!" Liu Feng muttered to himself angrily.
While Liu Feng was speaking, he had already taken off his shirt and wrung out the wet clothes. When he looked up, he suddenly found that four people in front of him were looking at him with curious eyes.
"Who are you?" Before Liu Feng finished speaking, the four men drew out the long swords in their hands. The long swords were particularly dazzling under the sunlight, but the inexplicable murderous intent caught Liu Feng off guard.
"Ouyang?" Liu Feng suddenly saw that the words "Ouyang" were engraved on the long swords in the hands of the four people. Liu Feng couldn't help but exclaimed. After all, the reputation of the Ouyang family in the human domain was at least comparable to that of the Wuling Sect.
"How did I offend the Ouyang family again?" Liu Feng seemed extremely confused.
(End of this chapter)