Beauty's personal servant

"Thief, you are so brave that you hurt the foreign affairs elder of Hehuan sect!" At this time, an old figure suddenly appeared and saw an old man with white hair and beard shooting in the air. Behind him, eight beautiful female nuns followed closely. They were half naked and their skin was whiter than snow.

At the moment, the eight women are scratching their heads and feet, stroking the old man in front from time to time, and their movements are extremely touching.

"Old Whore!" Looking at these eight women, Chen Feng Xinzong couldn't help but emerge these three words.

"Are you the adulterous leader of Hehuan sect?" Chen Feng ignored the old man's questions, but asked back impolitely.

The old man's eyes were cold and his face showed a murderous opportunity: "I asked you to let go of the foreign affairs elder, didn't you hear?"

Chen Feng smiled with a sarcastic smile: "if you let me go, I'll let go. Who do you think you are?"

"Thief, talk big!" Without waiting for the leader of Hehuan sect to speak, the eight women around him moved together. They jumped up like puppies who had been trampled on their tails. At the next moment, a flying sword with flowing light appeared in their hands.

"Yin Yang Sword array!" The eight women shouted together. Then their bodies moved and killed Chen Feng with great cooperation.

"Some bitches!" Chen Feng's eyes were slightly cold, and the void shook hands with the eight women who flew rapidly.

Suddenly, a strong air flow appeared out of thin air and immediately blew on the eight women, blowing the eight women upside down in the East and bending in the West. Their clothes did not cover their bodies, and they could no longer rush towards Chen Feng.

If it were normal, Chen Feng would be happy to feast his eyes, but the eight women knew it was not a good thing at first sight, and they didn't know how many times they had been slept by the head of the Hehuan sect. Naturally, Chen Feng was not interested.

The real surprise was the leader of Hehuan sect.

These eight women are not only his forbidden men, but also the eight bodyguards he trained. Without exception, the accomplishments of the eight people are at the level of fit period. The combination of the eight people is enough to rival the strong ones in Mahayana period.

The young man in front of him looked young, but he could blow a strong wind and stop the eight women's attack by waving his hand at will.

Suddenly, the leader of Hehuan sect became more cautious. He looked at Chen Feng coldly, and did not stop the actions of the eight women.

At the moment, the strong air flow passed, and the eight women also stood firm again. Under the strong airflow just now, the eight of them were dishevelled and looked very embarrassed.

Suddenly, the eight women were angry. As women, what they care about most is their appearance. Now they look embarrassed. How can they stand it?

"The thief took his life!" The eight women set out again, flashing their flying swords and stabbing Chen Feng.

"I don't know what to do!" Chen Feng hummed slightly and stopped holding his hand. I saw a sword light cut through the long sky and dissipated by the eight women's side.

The next moment, the eight women's bodies stopped together. They, who were surging with breath, were as motionless as if they had lost all their breath.

Then, a blood line finally appeared at the neck of eight women, and strands of red blood continued to slide on the blood line, more and more.

Poop——

Poop——

……

A voice sounded, but I saw eight women falling to the ground together, and their breath had already disappeared.

Chen Feng's eyebrows did not move. He has given these women the opportunity to retreat in spite of difficulties, but the other party still doesn't recognize the gap between the two sides and still wants to kill him. Don't blame Chen Feng for his ruthlessness.

At this moment, the real panic is the patriarch of Hehuan sect. Eight experts in the fit stage were killed by Chen Feng in an instant. Throughout the whole process, he didn't even see how Chen Feng shot. Powerful fear rose in his heart. At this moment, the leader of Hehuan finally abandoned his pride and turned and shot into the distance.

Under the strong fear, he chose to shrink back.

Chen Feng ignored it. There are many people watching the scene in the sky. These people will never let the leader of Hehuan escape. For these people, the capture of the leader of Hehuan sect is just a matter of hand. At this moment, they are also willing to sell Chen Feng a favor.

"You see, this is your good patriarch. Do you feel very desperate?" Chen Feng turned his head and sneered at the cold snow in the fire cage.

Although Leng Ruxue is only the body of Yuanying, he can still see happiness and anger on his face. I saw him at the moment, his face full of despair and loss, more thick resentment!

"I took it, Chen Feng. I didn't expect that I would be defeated by a mole ant I once despised most!" Leng Ruxue said in a complicated way, but Yuanying hit the cage hard.

Zizizi——

Bursts of scorching smell came, but I saw the black burning prison fire on the cage instantly ignited the cold Yuanying as snow, and soon set it on fire.

Looking at the smell of cold as snow disappearing, Chen Feng's heart felt relaxed, and his thoughts immediately reached a lot. Apart from the cold as snow, he put down an obsession in his heart, so that his state of mind improved a little.

On the other side, I saw the breath rolling in the distance, but a monk in the later stage of Mahayana flew over with the leader of Hehuan sect who had just fled in confusion. He is also a hidden old monster. Although he does not have the demons of Xuanzang and Changmei, he has been able to defeat the master of Sanxian with his cultivation in the later stage of Mahayana.

"Chen Feng, Taoist friend, this man wants to escape. I'll catch him for you." The friar laughed, threw the dead dog like leader of Hehuan sect at Chen Feng's feet, and then calmly stood aside and stopped talking.

"Uncle Jin, this person will be handed over to you." Chen Feng looked at Jin Zhong, who was already stunned in the distance, and said in harmony.

Jin Zhong was stunned at first, then reacted, and hurriedly led jinshazong disciples to come over.

"Then I'll take over." Jin Zhong did not refuse. He went to the leader of Hehuan sect, looked down at the latter, and asked fiercely, "fan Jianren, I ask you, where is the leader of Jinsha sect?"

Fan Jianren, the leader of Hehuan clan, trembled and hesitated.

"Hum!" Seeing this, Chen Feng frowned and snorted.

Suddenly, the cold sweat on fan Jianren's forehead burst. Chen Feng's powerful power forced him to honestly explain: "it's in my storage ring."

Jin Zhong's face changed greatly when he heard the speech: "what, what did you say! Show me! "

Fan Jianren bit his teeth and reluctantly poured out the items in the storage ring. Inside, there are several bloody heads. One of them is the leader of Jinsha sect.

When Jin Zhong saw it, he immediately felt a whirl of heaven and earth. However, soon Jin Zhong calmed down. His eyes were as cold as a sword, and he said to Chen Feng, "Mr. Chen Feng, I'm in charge of this person's life and death, isn't it?"

Chen Feng nodded.

"Good! Jinsha sect disciple listened to the order and raised the ashes of the old dog and offered sacrifices to the heavenly spirit of the sect leader! " Jin Zhong gave a big drink, and the two lines of clear tears ran down.