Beauty's personal servant

Looking at the man who just appeared in shock, the little master of Beiming was very shocked.

"This man is terrible. He waved to kill more than a dozen Beiming sect disciples during the foundation period. Even I can't do it." Beiming Shaozhu was meditating, but his face looked at Chen Feng who had just appeared.

"Chen Feng, I knew you would come!" I don't know where the strength came from. Mu Waner, who was just weak, got up, rushed to Chen Feng's arms and wept bitterly.

"Silly girl, is that why you have been hiding your life experience from me?" Chen Feng gently stroked Mu Waner's long hair and said gently.

Then he straightened Mu Waner, bowed to Mu Wenyuan and the elder, and said, "Chen Feng has seen two elders." At this time, he didn't know who the two people who vowed to defend Mu Waner were, but the kindness alone was enough to make Chen Feng grateful.

"This is my father and my grandfather." Mu Waner whispered to remind her that her pale face was finally flushed.

"Er -" Chen Feng was stunned, and then greeted again: "Chen Feng paid a visit to his father-in-law, grandpa!"

Chen Feng's words suddenly awakened the two people who had just been stunned. They hurriedly waved their hands and looked flattered. From Chen Feng's shot just now, they knew that this man was definitely an expert. The gap in strength made them respect him from the bottom of their heart. Who knows that such a performance was performed in the blink of an eye, which made them unable to react for a time.

"Elder, er, no, Chen Feng, thank you for saving us." Mu Wenyuan said gratefully.

"Chen Feng, please save my aunt. In order to save me, he was..." said here. Mu Waner's eyes were filled with tears, which made Chen Feng feel distressed. The next moment, Chen Feng dodged and came to Mu Wen's body.

The young leader of Beiming sect just wanted to stop, but he saw a look in Chen Feng's eyes, an extremely cold and fierce look. At the same time, the little Lord of Beiming sect felt a mountain of pressure, which made him suffocate.

"Who on earth is this and why does it give me such pressure!" At that moment, the little Lord of the northern underworld dared not move again. He could only watch Chen Feng treat Mu Wen.

Muwen's body was dripping with blood, and the big hole through her body made her bleed more than blood. However, under Chen Feng's Tan Cha, she was pleasantly surprised to find that Mu Wen had not died, and her true yuan was still in her heart, trying to hang Mu Wen's last breath.

That's easy. Chen Feng stretched out his hand, but two green pills came out of the storage bracelet. One was fed into Muwen's mouth, and the other was crushed by him and sprinkled evenly on Muwen's wound. Strange things happened. At Mu Wen's wound, the blood that had been pouring out miraculously stopped. Moreover, the wound was slowly scabbed and healed, and Mu Wen's pale face was gradually ruddy.

"Is your aunt all right?" Mu Waner asked nervously.

Chen Feng smiled confidently and said comfortingly, "as long as I'm here, my aunt can't die!"

"Puff --" Mu Waner said with a coquettish smile: "you know how to boast!"

Chen Feng smiled. He's not bragging. If he can't even save Mu Wen, his Danzu in his last life will be white.

After comforting Mu Waner again, Chen Feng's face suddenly cooled down. He looked at the people of Beiming sect and asked coldly, "do you commit suicide or do I do it?"

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

"Who are you, my friend? Why can't you get along with me?" At this point, the little Lord of the northern underworld can only say with a hard head. Having felt Chen Feng's momentum, he had an inexplicable fear of Chen Feng. For today's plan, we can only move out of our own sect door to frighten Chen Feng.

"Beiming sect?" Chen Feng gave a light sigh, but a smile appeared on his face. What a coincidence! I just offended Beiming sect a few days ago. I didn't expect to meet someone from Beiming sect here.

Seeing the smile on Chen Feng's face, the little Lord of Beiming thought that the other party flattered himself after learning about his sect. At the moment, he stood up, and his language was full of a sense of superiority: "ha ha, be afraid. I'm the little Lord of Beiming sect. The Lord of Beiming sect is my father. Kowtow and make amends quickly, or I'll destroy your nine families!"

Before the voice fell, I heard a "pa", and there was a red palm print on the face of the little Lord of the North Hades.

"You... How dare you hit me?" The young master of the northern underworld looked at Chen Feng strangely. He never thought that someone dared to slap him after he reported to his family!

"Is Beiming sect great?" Chen Feng sneered: "dare to threaten me with my family and die!" With that, Chen Feng approached the little Lord of Beiming step by step, and the cold light in his eyes frightened the little Lord of Beiming back and forth.

In the face of Chen Feng's momentum, the Beiming young master, who had this cultivation in the later stage of the false pill, was afraid.

"Kill him!" The young master of Beiming drank fiercely: "I have a reward for taking its head!"

As soon as the voice fell, several disciples behind the young master of Beiming suddenly jumped up and rushed fiercely to Chen Feng! They are all disciples of the fake Dan period. They attack in groups. Even the experts at the peak of the fake Dan period can fight.

For a moment, the sword Qi was vertical and horizontal, and a flying sword turned into lightning and fiercely attacked Chen Feng's vital points.

"Chen Feng, be careful!" Mu Waner clenched her little hand and looked at Chen Feng with worry.

Chen Feng was not a bit alarmed. The flying sword in his hand swung and turned into a sword curtain in an instant, keeping the key points of his body seamless. Immediately, Chen Feng gave a soft drink, Lingbo stepped slightly, his body suddenly accelerated, turned into a residual shadow, and shuttled back and forth among the crowd of Beiming sect.

"Hum -" with the sound of a sword, Chen Feng's body suddenly stood still. The little Lord of Beiming only felt a cold on his neck. Chen Feng's flying sword had been put 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 was frightened and shouted.

With his voice, the disciples of Beiming sect who attacked Chen Feng fell to the ground one after another. They saw that their necks had been completely cut off by Chen Feng's flying sword, and their blood was splashing continuously, which could not be said to be ferocious and terrible.

"Woo - don't kill me." The little Lord of Beiming, who was drenched with blood on his face, suddenly cried. He kept swinging between his legs, and a smell of coaxing smell came out.

Chen Feng frowned and looked at the little Lord of Beiming with contempt.

It's funny that the young master of Beiming sect, the master of fake Dan in the later stage, was scared to pee his pants by Chen Feng.

"Useless things, go to hell!" The sharp light in Chen Feng's eyes was about to wipe the neck of the little Lord Beiming.

"Beast, dare you!" At this time, a burst of loud cheers exploded in the lobby. A gray figure shot here rapidly, and it had shot from the far horizon to the outside of the lobby in a breath.