Beauty's personal servant

I went out to play with my wife and children this weekend. I came back late. Hey hey, the three chapters are still the same. I just want to finish them later and try to finish them before 12 o'clock. Xiao Huang's character is better, isn't it?

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"It's you!" The Persian Dharma protector's face was full of accidents. However, there was some murderous spirit in the accident: "I didn't expect you to dare appear in front of me!"

"Persia, let go of the people on biluofeng. I'll go with you." Fengyun Wuji said coldly, obviously knowing Persia before.

"Fengyun Wuji, do you think you still have several conditions to talk to me now?" Persia said sarcastically, "come on, hand over the things, and I can leave you a whole body."

"No way!" Fengyun Wuji immediately said angrily, "unless you promise to let go of the people of Biluo sect, otherwise, I will destroy this thing immediately!"

While talking, an old animal skin appeared on Fengyun Wuji's hand. It can be vaguely seen that there are lines on the animal skin, which is very like a picture.

Chen Feng, hiding in the woods in the distance, stared.

"Isn't that the key to the tomb of immortals? Unexpectedly, Fengyun Wuji also has one!" Chen Feng was surprised: "is it difficult? Fengyun Wuji, the seven robbery immortals, hid in the Fengyun building of tianmeteorite city in Chenzhou because he was afraid that the tomb of these immortals would be coveted?"

Between his thoughts, Chen Feng slowly came out of his hiding place. Fengyun Wuji is kind to him. Chen Feng can't die. Besides, Wuji is fighting for the people of Biluo sect!

"Since you are stubborn, I won't keep my hand. If you want to destroy the treasure map, just try and see if you can destroy it?" While talking, the Persian Dharma protector shot like electricity and severely buckled Fengyun Wuji's neck.

When Fengyun Wuji saw that the Persian Dharma protector finally started, he was also cruel in his heart. He held one side of the treasure map with both hands, ran Zhenyuan and tore it hard!

However, the expected sound of splitting silk did not appear. Despite the strength in the hands of Fengyun Wuji, the strange animal skin in the hands was not damaged.

"It's impossible. There's nothing special about it. Why can't it be torn?" Fengyun Wuji smiled bitterly, but a strong sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart, but the attack of Persian Dharma protector had fallen in front of him.

The Persian Dharma protector was ruthless. This move gathered the strongest strength of Bajie Sanxian. What a terrible power. Coupled with the distraction of Fengyun Wuji, it was absolutely impossible to avoid at this time.

However, Fengyun Wuji won't wait to die. Since he can't hide, Fengyun Wuji simply gave up the defense. A flying sword appeared in his hand, turned into a cold awn and pointed to the Dantian of the Persian Dharma protector.

This move is the way to die together!

"Do you think it will be useful to seek death?" Although the Persian Dharma protector showed a touch of surprise on his face, there was no smile in his eyes.

"How can you hurt me?" The Persian Dharma protector disdained Leng hissed. He thought that with his speed, he could definitely kill Fengyun Wuji on the spot before Fengyun Wuji's flying sword stabbed him.

However, he did not expect that when he was about to hold the neck of Fengyun Wuji, a hand quietly put on his shoulder. The power in his hand made him unable to move. Even the blow that was just about to fall disappeared silently.

What's more terrible is that the man behind him who covered his shoulder didn't even know when he appeared.

The body of the Persian Dharma protector was frozen in place, as if it were a mannequin made of plastic.

"Whew -"

It was the sound of the flying sword cutting through the sky. It was the wind and cloud Wuji sword. The sudden stop of the Persian Dharma protector does not mean that Fengyun Wuji has stopped. On the contrary, with the idea of burning jade and stone, Fengyun Wuji's sword is even more fierce.

"Stab -"

The sound of flying sword into the flesh was particularly clear, and even Fengyun Wuji was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, he was stabbed so easily.

"Ah -" a shrill wail sounded, but I saw that the five senses of the Persian Dharma protector were agglomerated because of pain, but because of Chen Feng, the Persian Dharma protector could not make any action even if it was painful.

"Fengyun Wuji, you waste my Dantian and make me a waste man. I won't die with you!" The Persian Dharma protector threatened fiercely.

"Hum, you have no chance!" Fengyun Wuji, as an immortal of seven disasters, can't he have no on-the-spot reaction ability? Seeing that the Persian Dharma protector can't move, Fengyun Wuji Zian won't be polite.

His flying sword has penetrated the position of the Dharma protector's Dantian mercilessly, and it just pierces his Dantian right now.

Feeling the ebb of the Zhenyuan tide, the Persian Dharma protector turned his head hard. He wants to have a look. Who is the man who makes him unable to move?

Turning around, there was a young face. The face seemed very familiar, as if it had been seen somewhere.

"Is that you, Chen Feng?" On the other side, Fengyun Wuji rubbed his eyes hard and looked at the man behind the Persian Dharma protector in disbelief.

"Master Fengyun, long time no see." Chen Feng smiled genially.

"Chen Feng, are you the Chen Feng that the leader threatened to kill?" Suddenly, the Persian Dharma protector shouted in horror. No wonder he felt familiar when he saw Chen Feng. It turned out that Tiandi cult had already sent Chen Feng's portrait to every Dharma protector. Persia was no exception. He had seen Chen Feng's portrait a few days ago.

"Do you know me?" Chen Feng looked at the Persian Dharma protector and asked faintly.

"Die in peace, die in peace!" The Persian Dharma protector stared at Chen Feng with a sad cry. The next moment, his body softened, fell to the ground and twitched, and finally there was no sound.

Without looking at the dead Persian Dharma protector on the ground, Chen Feng suddenly snorted coldly, and his body was like a ghost.

After a few breaths, Chen Feng's body suddenly stopped in place. There were no folds in his clothes, as if he had never moved.

"Patter -"

"Patter -"

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There was a sound of objects falling to the ground. All the surviving followers of Tiandi cult fell to the ground without any sound. Even the seven robbers scattered immortals lost their breath of life.

"Suction -"

Fengyun Wuji took a deep breath and looked at Chen Feng in disbelief. His body trembled.

At the beginning, the younger generation who was favored by him did not expect to have become such a strong man. I haven't seen him for a few years. Chen Feng can kill so many friars of Tiandi sect.

Fengyun Wuji doesn't think it's God's anger that the bodies all over the ground died together. At present, who has such ability except Chen Feng?