Feng Caichen, who had his back to the two of them, suddenly spoke like this.

The two of them did not doubt that he was there, and immediately stepped forward slowly and cautiously stood behind Feng Caichen.

"Brother Feng, do you want to inform Lao Jiu and the sect leader?"

Zhan Qingchen thought for a while and said.

"It's not necessary, because..."

Groan!

Suddenly, the long sword was turned upside down and slashed down!!

Phew!!

Zhan Qingchen, whose face was full of shock, anger and astonishment, stepped back and slammed into a wall!!

Fan Qinghui's pupils on the side suddenly shrank, his eyes were also frightened, angry and unbelievable. His pretty face instantly turned pale, and he felt as if his head was about to explode, and his whole body froze in place!!

Tick ​​tock!

The third senior brother covered his right shoulder, and blood seeped out from between his fingers and dripped to the ground. It was shocking!

"Brother Feng, why...you..."

The third senior brother's tone was trembling!

Feng Caichen, who had always had his back to the two of them, waved his right hand slightly, and the blood drops on his sword slipped down. He finally turned around slowly, his face expressionless, and his clear and bright eyes turned indifferent and cold at some point.
Chapter completed!