The others in the field were even more dull.

I couldn't react at all!

The young leader of the Rakshasa Sect who was just arrogant and domineering,

Just die like this?

"Bang!"

At this time,

Su Wenxiang suddenly slapped his old face hard and said in a deep voice:

"Lin Feng, I will slap this hundred times in the face instead of Yu Qing! How about it?"

"grandfather!"

Su Yuqing hugged her grandfather's arm tightly, her beautiful eyes were red, and she was pitiful. The many male cultivators present felt distressed, but they did not dare to speak out for help!

Beauty is good, but life is more important!

Lin Feng looked at the scene in front of him with expressionless expression, without saying a word,

And just then.

"brush!"

Suddenly a ray of light flew towards the sky in the distance!

It's an old man in gray robe.

The old man looked shocked and terrified at the blood on the ground...

The young sect leader is dead?

After just leaving for a while, the young master died! M.

If this matter is transmitted back to Rakshasa Sect...

"Who is it, who killed my young sect leader!"

The old man roared wildly.

"What are you barking in a dog?"

Lin Feng stood up from the ground and said coldly.

"It's you!"

The old man instantly set his eyes on Lin Feng, and the murderous aura on his body almost condensed into liquid...

And at this time,

Another young man in black shirt teleported to the scene, glanced at the audience expressionlessly and said:

"Not long ago, I received a message from my junior brother Zhao Yan of Fengu. Can anyone tell me where Zhao Yan is now?"

Meet the visitor,

Many cultivators in the audience took a breath of cold air and their scalp became numb.

Someone even said in a trembling voice:

"My God, at this time, Nangong Huo actually came!"
Chapter completed!