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Looking at the man who just appeared in full shock, the young master Beiming was extremely horrified.

"This person is terrifying. Even I can't kill more than a dozen disciples of the Beiming Sect at the Foundation Establishment Stage with a wave of my hand." Looking at Chen Feng who just appeared.

"Chen Feng, I knew you would come!" Mu Wan'er, who was still weak just now, got up without knowing where the strength came from, and threw herself into Chen Feng's arms, crying bitterly.

"Silly girl, is it because of this that you have been hiding your life experience from me?" Chen Feng gently stroked Mu Wan'er's long hair, and said gently.

Then, he straightened Mu Wan'er, bowed to Mu Wenyuan and the elder, and said, "Chen Feng has seen the two elders." Who is it, but this kindness alone is enough to make Chen Feng grateful from the bottom of his heart.

"This is my father, and my grandfather." Mu Wan'er reminded her in a low voice, her pale face finally flushed a little.

"Uh——" Chen Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then greeted again: "Chen Feng pays his respects to father-in-law, grandpa!"

Chen Feng's words immediately woke up the two people who had just been in a daze. They waved their hands in a hurry, looking flattered.Judging from Chen Feng's attack just now, they knew that this man was definitely a master. The difference in strength made them respect him from the bottom of their hearts.Who knew that such an act would happen in the blink of an eye, which made them unable to react for a while.

"Senior, uh, no, Chen Feng, thank you for saving us." Mu Wenyuan said gratefully.

"Chen Feng, please save my aunt, he was..." In order to save me, Mu Wan'er had tears in her eyes again, and Chen Feng's heart ached for a while.The next moment, Chen Feng stepped aside and came to Mu Wen's body.

The young master of Beimingzong just wanted to step forward to stop him, but he saw Chen Feng's look, an extremely cold look.At the same time, the young master of Beimingzong felt a mountainous pressure, which made him suffocate.

"Who is this person? Why did he put such pressure on me!" At that moment, the young master Beiming didn't dare to move any more, and could only watch helplessly as Chen Feng rescued Mu Wen.

Mu Wen's body was dripping with blood, and the big hole running through her body made her bleed profusely.However, under Chen Feng's Tan investigation, he was pleasantly surprised to find that Mu Wen hadn't died yet, her true energy was still entrenched in her heart, and she was struggling to hold Mu Wen's last breath.

That's easy.Chen Feng reached out and took out two green pills from the storage bracelet. One was fed into Mu Wen's mouth, and the other was crushed by him, and evenly sprinkled on Mu Wen's wound.A strange thing happened. I saw that the blood gushing out of Mu Wen's wound had miraculously stopped. Moreover, the wound was slowly scabbing and healing, and Mu Wen's pale face was gradually turning rosy. .

"Is aunt okay?" Mu Wan'er asked nervously.

Chen Feng smiled confidently, and said with relief: "As long as I'm here, my aunt won't die!"

"Pfft—" Mu Wan'er laughed and scolded coquettishly, "You know how to brag!"

Chen Feng chuckled.He's not bragging, if he can't even save Mu Wen, then his Danzu in his previous life will be for nothing.

After comforting Mu Wan'er again, Chen Feng's face suddenly turned cold.He looked at the people of Beimingzong, and asked coldly: "Are you committing suicide, or should I do it?"

Chen Feng knew that if he didn't come, neither Mu Wan'er nor her relatives would end well.Since the other party is here to kill, why should I be kind?

"My friend, who are you, and why are you having trouble with my Beiming Sect?" At this point, the young master Beiming could only bite the bullet and say.Having felt Chen Feng's aura, he had an inexplicable fear of Chen Feng.For the current plan, he can only move out of his own sect to frighten Chen Feng.

"Northern Mingzong?" Chen Feng let out a light snort, but a smile appeared on his face.Unexpectedly, what a coincidence, I happened to offend Beimingzong a few days ago, and I didn't expect to meet someone from Beimingzong here.

Seeing the smile on Chen Feng's face, Young Master Beiming thought that the other party would flatter him after learning about his sect.At that moment, he straightened his chest, and his words were full of a sense of superiority: "Haha, be afraid, I am the young master of Beimingzong, and the suzerain of Beimingzong is my father, hurry up and kowtow to apologize, otherwise, I will destroy you!" You Nine Clans!"

Before the words fell, there was a "pa", and a red palm print appeared on the face of the young master Beiming.

"You... how dare you hit me?" Young Master Beiming looked at Chen Feng in disbelief. He never imagined that after he declared himself to be a family, someone would dare to slap him!

"Is the Beiming sect so great?" Chen Feng sneered again and again: "If you dare to threaten me with my family, you will seek death!" After speaking, Chen Feng approached the young master Beiming step by step, the cold light in his eyes scared the young master Beiming back again and again.

Facing Chen Feng's aura, this Young Master Beiming, whose cultivation base was in the late stage of fake alchemy, was actually afraid.

"Kill him!" Young Master Beiming yelled, "I will reward you for its head!"

As soon as the words fell, several disciples behind Young Master Beiming suddenly rose into the air and rushed towards Chen Feng fiercely!They are all disciples of the fake alchemy stage, and they attack in groups. Even the peak masters of the fake alchemy late stage can fight.

All of a sudden, the sword energy was flying horizontally, and the flying swords turned into bolts of lightning, violently attacking Chen Feng's vital points.

"Chen Feng, be careful!" Mu Wan'er clenched her small hands and looked at Chen Feng worriedly.

Chen Feng didn't panic at all. With a swing of the flying sword in his hand, it instantly turned into a sword curtain, completely guarding the vital points of his body.Immediately, Chen Feng gave a soft drink, Ling Bo stepped forward slightly, his body accelerated suddenly, turned into an afterimage, and shuttled back and forth among the crowd of Beimingzong.

"Om—" With the sound of swords whistling, Chen Feng's body suddenly stopped, and the young master Beiming only felt a chill on his neck, and Chen Feng's flying sword had already rested on his neck.

"Chen Feng, what are you doing? Aren't you afraid that my Beiming sect will make you die?" The young master of Beiming panicked and shouted involuntarily.

Following his voice, those Beimingzong disciples who attacked Chen Feng fell to the ground one after another. They saw that their necks had been completely cut by Chen Feng's flying sword, and the blood was constantly splattering, which was indescribably horrifying.

"Woo—don't kill me." The young master Beiming, whose face was covered with blood, suddenly cried, his legs were constantly swaying, and a smell of coaxing came out.

Chen Feng frowned, looking at Young Master Beiming with contempt in his eyes.

It's ridiculous, the majestic young master of Beimingzong, a master of the fake alchemy late stage, was so scared by Chen Feng that he peed his pants.

"Useless things, go to hell!" Chen Feng's eyes flashed fiercely, and he was about to wipe Young Master Beiming's neck.

"Bastard, how dare you!" At this moment, a burst of violent shouting exploded in the lobby, and a gray figure was shot towards this side rapidly, and within a breath, it had already shot from the far end of the sky. To the door of the lobby.